Clear and Muddy Loss of Love

Qi Yan stopped eating chopsticks after eating only a few slices of mutton. An Nujin ordered several times to pour Qi Yan's horse milk, but Qi Yan declined. No matter how Anukin persuaded Qi Qiyan to whisper a rejection, several times he failed to feel that Anukin had a punch on cotton, which made him feel boring.

No longer care about the face, and eat the roasted whole lamb in front of me. This banquet chose the best lambs, with a small size and a light milk flavor.

Anukin was eating heroically, and soon the lamb in front of him had only a skeleton, and the horse milk drank two large dendrobium.

"Dangdang", Anukin threw the meat-knife on the case, wiped his hands with the net cloth on the side, and patted his belly with a contented fullness.

This lamb has less to say 30 pounds. At least 10 pounds of meat is removed from the head and internal organs. In Qi Yan's memory, the number of people who can eat 10 pounds of meat in the entire plough part is also very few. Those are all one-on-one warriors. Although the amount of food is not something to be proud of, it is directly proportional to strength. Look at the explosive muscles that Anukin can't cover with a soft armor. It must be a born Divine power.

Anukin raised his hand and rubbed the beard next to his lips: "Is it delicious to eat?"

Qi Yan: "Thank you for your hospitality. It's delicious."

Anukin: "Then go back and rest, no more."

Qi Yan stood up, shaking her sleeves and arching, "My official still has a merciless invitation."

Anukin: "Say it."

Qi Yan: "Jiuwen Luobei is rich in good horses. I wonder if Lord Nagus can let his men take the officials to visit the racecourse and find a gentle horse to let me ride it again?"

Anukin laughed heartily for a while: "What's so difficult? Atuldu, you take him to visit the racecourse."

...

At the two-hour banquet, Anu Jin didn't mention Yagui, nor did he mention Nangong, who was holding her arms. Such an abnormality naturally attracted Qi Yan's attention.

Although she was on Anukin's site, she did not sit still.

Qi Yan turned to look at Atudu next to him: "Where is the horse farm?"

Atuldu ’s Wei Guohua did n’t speak well and raised his finger in one direction: “That.”

Qi Yan: "Thank you."

The horse farm is located under the Laoshan Mountain. From a long distance, you can hear the booming horseshoes and the hissing of the horses. When you walk into the fence, you can see the scene of ten thousand horses, as if the earth was shaking slightly, and the scene was very shocking.

Behind the horses, there were several prairie men wearing animal skins waving their long whistles to catch the horse. Qian Tong pulled out his sword to block Qi Yan, and watched the horses not far away.

Qi Yan is much more calm. This kind of scene can be seen almost every day when she was a child. Those prairie people who catch horses are called whistle whip. Generally speaking, it is about one foot long. You need to start training from a young age to control it freely. A pair of bone pieces thin as cicada wings are tied around the head. The bone pieces will be damaged if they are not handled properly, and the whip will be destroyed.

The whistle whip will never hit the horse. It relies on the special sound emitted when the horse is swung to drive the horse. The purpose of the horse is to keep the horse alive.

Qi Yan Sukhbaru told Qi Yan before: Horses are the legs of prairie people, and they must be kept alive before they can fight.

Now that the grassland has long been "unified" and there is no war, why should such a large-scale horse race be launched?

Atudu rushed to one of the horsemen. The two did not know what to say. The other side gave a whistle and blew it hard. All the horsemen stopped their movements and the horse was again. After a while running on the grass field, he stopped and dispersed.

Adutu returned, took a cloth bag from his arms and threw it to Qi Yan: "Pick the horse, ride."

Qi Yan nodded, Qian Tong said, "Master, why don't you pick one for you?"

Qi Yan: "It's a rare trip. This scene of ten thousand horses can't be seen in Beijing. You don't have to follow me. Take this opportunity to pick a good one yourself."

Qian Tong: "But ..."

Qi Yan: "Go."

Qian Tong: "Yes."

Qian Tong was with Qi Yan at the age of thirteen. He knew Qi Yan very well. This seemingly casual conversation was actually an order that should not be violated.

Qi Yan went straight to the herd of horses. Although these warhorses had been domesticated, they were wary of strange smells. When they smelled the strange smells, they slammed a warning nose, and a few courage ran away.

Qi Yan was not in a hurry, walked slowly and walked slowly, Atuldu looked not far away and didn't mean to help.

The second time was still the same: as soon as Qi Yan approached, the horses fell apart. Adutu laughed, and the rest of the horsemen looked like they were lively.

Qi Yan pretended not to be aware, and walked towards the farther horses, but the result was still ...

Repeated this a few times, watching the lively prairie people talking in the prairie, laughed enough to stop paying attention, and Qi Yan has gone further and further.

She glanced back, and Atuldu had become a small spot.

Qi Yan walked towards the horses again. This time the horses did not spread anymore, and even a few running horses turned around and ran back.

Qi Yan used the ability to communicate with the horse. In order not to attract the attention of others, she invited the other horses to go further, leaving only a gentle old horse beside her.

Qi Yan untied Atudu's cloth bag and grabbed a handful of corn and put it in his palm. When the old horse finished eating, he patted his neck again.

The horse snorted, and Qi Yan's face burst into a long-awaited smile.

The smile was clean and sincere, and the smile was revealed from the bottom of her eyes. If Nangong Jingnv saw Qi Yan at this time, she would find that Qi Yan's previous smiles were all disguise.

Qi Yan asked the old horse a question, and after he got the answer, he walked to the other horses, and asked a few times to get an answer.

The old horse told Qi Yan: It has been a long time since the horse farm has overtaken the horse, probably since the last time the grass turned yellow, it suddenly resumed driving.

Autumn on the grassland came early, the last time the grass turned yellow ... that was the end of July last year.

The answers of other horses are similar to those of old horses. Several foals complained to Qi Yan. They were afraid of the sound of whistling and were exhausted every time.

Qi Yan smiled and comforted them, fed them all the corn in the bag, and the little foal happily circled around Qi Yansa.

Later, the ponies were taken away by their mother. Qi Yan looked at the ponies behind her mother and looked back at Qi Yan from time to time.

The radian of Qi Yan's lips persisted for a long time, and the warmth flowed in the hearts of the distant horses watching.

Few people in this world will treat horses equally. It is not known that horses are the most spiritual and purest of all animals.

Although dogs are loyal, there are evil dogs but no evil horses.

There was only a four-year-old young horse left by Qi Yan. The father of this horse died of illness, and the mother died of difficulty in giving birth. The mare and the pony in the belly were not saved. It's left alone.

Qi Yan had no intention of choosing a mount, but watching the pony staring at herself with wet black eyes expectantly, and constantly snoring, please, her heart softened again.

Qi Yan sighed, remembering the passing fire.

Qi Yan: "If you follow me, you will leave the grassland and go to a strange place. Would you like it?"

The horse lay down on the ground with four hoofs and gave Qi Yan the answer with action.

Qi Yan was also moved by the sincerity of the horse and stepped onto the horse.

A war horse recognizes only one owner in his life.

Artesian fire savior, this is Qi Yan's second mount.

With a cheerful tweet, the horse rushed off the hoof, and its long, thick black mane fluttered in the wind.

A horse is the most spiritual. It is by no means blind to recognize the Lord just because Qi Yan can communicate with it. It can feel deeper things, and knows that a running master of this level can easily control it.

Qi Yan Zhan Yan smiled. Looking around for a week, no one could see this, so she allowed the horse to run for a while. She also hadn't swayed the horse for many years. It felt like the wind was blowing.

After a while, Qi Yan pinched the horse belly, and the horse's communication with the master slowed down.

Qi Yan expressed his situation with the logic that the horse could understand. The little black horse once again slowed down. Qi Yan was also pleased to see that his horse was smart.

She noticed that the horse's two eyes were each surrounded by a narrow circle of gold, and in addition the whole body was black: "In the future, your name will be Jinhuanwu."

Qi Yan rode back to Atudu on the golden ring, and after opening the ring, Jin Huanwu started shaking his head and slamming his nose with a heavy reluctance.

With a nervous expression, Qi Yan smiled secretly in his heart: the mount owner, this horse really has a destiny.

...

Qi Yan rested for three days in Yanran Mansion. Although Anukin was ordered to be delicious and entertaining, he did not show up again.

Qi Yan approached Ding Yan to inquire about the situation, and the other party said: The mask man did not give further instructions, let Qi Yan wait.

Qi Yan thought about it and decided to take the initiative: he was dedicated to pick up Giya and the sick Nangong and returned to Beijing. The accompanying team stared at so many eyes but didn't even see the shadow of the Lord, which is unreasonable.

Anukin seemed to have expected Qi Yan to come. The guard at the door neither asked nor passed, but held Qian Tong outside the door and led Qi Yan inward.

Qi Yan followed behind the other without saying a word, but his brain was thinking fast.

After receiving the order of the Masked Man after a few years, everything that happened to her was weird, and Qi Yan worried that she could not predict what would happen next ...

This feels very bad. It is like being played back in the years of Anonymous Valley, and once again reduced to a **** in the hands of the masked man. There is neither choice nor retreat.

When he came to the inner hall, Anujin let people back down, staring at Qi Yan's amber eyes, and asked, "Wei people have such pupils?"

Qi Yan: "My eyes are not born, but caused by evil."

Anukin said bluntly, and said, "Are you here to pick up Giya, or to pick up Nangong?"

Qi Yan calmly replied, "The two don't seem to conflict."

Anukin snorted, looking at Qi Yan with a pair of tiger eyes, as if trying to see through the person in front of him: "Jia is not here."

Seeing Qi Yan silent, Anu Jin continued: "She was in Ulan City. Father Khan left her a pasture before he died, and went north from here for another 300 miles."

Qi Yan frowned. Since Erihe accepted the official post of the Wei Dynasty, Anukin could no longer call it "Father Khan".

I don't know if the other party spoke or intentionally, if the latter ...

Qi Yan's heart sank, but her first reaction was not how to get away, but how to get the news to Nangong Jingnu quickly.

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