Play trumpet in the world of horse racing girl

The Wolf King was born in the Middle East, and the one who received the same treatment as her was the Golden Hour Hand—both of them were born in the so-called zone where even the gods gave up.

Poverty, war and madness surround them. Even if it is said that the racehorse girls are angels bestowed by the world, it is absolutely impossible for them to raise any angels in the days they live and where they live. The precarious life is what they face. true.

Therefore, the final growth of the Wolf King and the Golden Hour Hand is definitely not a real angel. Among them, the Wolf King is even worse. Violence has almost become the most standard practice for all behaviors of this guy.

"I heard that you have a lot of firecrackers during the Chinese New Year, so I just came to see the situation, but I have to say that the firecrackers on your side are much smaller than mine."

"By the way, I heard that you have a rule for old guys to give money to young guys, so—" As he spoke, the wolf king shook his hand that was still outstretched, making Mo Long look at the palm of that hand .

"Give me the money, old guy. According to you, it's the New Year's Eve. You have to give me some New Year's money, right?"

"Wait, why? Everyone is an eight-legged horse, and everyone gets a salary. Why should I give you money?" Mo Long quit now. Violence turned into this?Mr. Crab?

"Do you still remember how old I was when you punched me for the first time, you old thing?!"

"..." Mo Long fell silent. She was HA's first partner at the beginning, and her relationship in the organization can be said to be at the level of the second child.

When the wolf king was found, the current eight-legged jun was just a little bandit who looted in the ruins relying on anger, and HA didn't want to do it himself, so in the end it was Mo Long who took Fuerman back then. I was beaten up.

Although bullying the small with the big is not very good at martial arts, but Mo Long has never had any martial arts in his eyes-something that can be solved directly by fisting, why should he demand me with terms that don't even have a piece of paper?I wasn't forced to wear handcuffs or anything.

"Compared to me, you are an old guy, so according to your customs, do the older ones have to give the younger ones lucky money?"

"But don't you look at how old you are? You are such a big racehorse girl, what do you need the New Year's money for?"

"I don't care. If you don't give it to me, I will fight with you. Don't think that I have been playing for so many years! I can definitely tear your clothes off with my current skills!"

"Stinky brat, I was able to beat you to the ground, and now I can continue to beat you to the ground! And my clothes are very expensive! If you dare to tear my clothes, I will break your hands and feet!"

"Come on, come on, do you really think you are a dragon? The story you tell is really bad!"

"I won't let you pass a good year. If I had known earlier, I would have beaten you to death, brat!"

"It's my honor to turn you from a holiday to a disaster!"

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Bronze-colored skin, slightly thin and barren body, dressed like a tribal person in various exaggerated film and television works, and some skin parts are painted with colorful totems.

Her long white hair was tied into a single ponytail hairstyle, capable and neat, but there was still a trace of immature and cuteness on her face, she looked like an ordinary girl.

Golden Hour, a struggling existence on the African land, a racehorse girl who supported a group of orphans by herself, is called the Cheetah Queen by other surrounding villages.

Because she is as fast as a cheetah, she can increase her speed to an incredible level in a short period of time, and only she can do this.

At this time, the golden hour hand was holding a stone spear in her hand, and her eyes had already locked on the two antelopes in front of her. She knew very well that her harvest was not enough, so it was very necessary to continue hunting.

The cooperation with HA has indeed allowed the tribe to have more food and supplies, but in order to live a better life, Golden Hour must continue to hunt, and it happens that the skins of these two antelopes can also be practiced for children. craft.

Taking a deep breath, let the internal organs start to work, the muscles on the legs began to tense, as if the bowstring was stretched further and further - at this moment, the golden hour hand could even hear the humming of his internal organs and muscles that were about to reach their limits.

It's now!The moment the body reached the limit, like a bow and arrow being pulled to its fullest strength, the golden hour hand rushed out of the grass where it was, completely transformed into a sharp arrow, and rushed towards the two antelopes. Such a start even sounded directly. There was a very unscientific sonic boom.

"Woo-!" The two antelopes realized something, but it was meaningless, the golden hour hand was like a real sharp arrow, and they had already covered most of the distance before they started to turn around and run away.

With a puff, the antelope, who had only turned around and ran a few steps, was directly stabbed by the stone spear held by the golden hour hand, and let out a dying cry.

"Ha...ha..." The golden hour hand watched the other antelope escape, and did not continue hunting, but stayed where it was and took a few breaths.

Just like a cheetah, the instant acceleration ability of the golden hour hand is very terrifying and extreme, and can reach a heinous speed in an instant, but at the same time, the internal organs and blood in the golden hour hand will become overloaded, causing her Like a cheetah, it needs a rest after running at top speed.

"Hour hand, where are you? This road is really trembling! Why are there stones everywhere? Why don't you pick up stones or something? It's also great to pick up two pieces and throw rabbits on the road if you have nothing to do. Speaking of which, have you..."

Here it comes, this annoying friend - Hearing this voice, the golden hour hand immediately understood who was coming.

Like myself, he is the king of the eight-legged steed's long-distance, the cornerstone of the galaxy, the object of his envy and jealousy, and he can run the Mongolian Derby with his super endurance without needing to pant for a superhorse.

If you want to say that the only shortcoming of the cornerstone of the galaxy that the golden hour hand understands, it should be too talkative, right?Once when I went to a teahouse to drink tea, the golden hour hand didn't say a word, and the cornerstone of the galaxy could gossip all afternoon because of the tea. If it wasn't for dinner, the golden hour hand probably would have continued talking.

But I don't know why, such a talkative guy can know exactly what he wants to say every time he says a word, so that Golden Hour has been using the Galaxy Cornerstone as a translator for a long time.

A head of light brown long hair is loosely scattered, and dark blue eyes are looking around at a piece of golden surroundings. Compared with the slightly thin figure of the golden hour hand, the proud figure is completely another extreme, so that the golden hour hand used to be I was wondering if this guy just kept his physical strength in those two shameless clumps of meat.

Xinghe Jishi wears a costume that has the characteristics of the tribe where Golden Hour is located, but her fair skin is completely different from Golden Hour, so that it is obviously the same dress, and Xinghe Jishi wears it very, very much like a cosplay.

But now, the cornerstone of the galaxy dragged a cart to find the golden hour hand. Now the job of the two people is to hunt and drag the prey back. Although the distance is far away, for the cornerstone of the galaxy, this distance is simply drizzle.

However, Golden Hour still didn't understand why this guy, Galaxy Foundation Stone, became his coolie so easily. He was obviously an eight-legged steed, so why did he insist on listening to himself?Is it a fool?

"Come on." The golden hour hand grabbed the antelope that had just died, and said hello to the cornerstone of Xinghe, and then saw the cornerstone of Xinghe running towards him with a cart.

"Finally found you, let's go back quickly, the meat will be boiled in a while - your children added too much seasoning, and the ones I brought are almost gone, so in order not to waste those seasonings We'll have to try to finish them or all my seasoning will go to waste, so..."

The golden hour hand ignored the cornerstone of the galaxy, and directly threw the prey on the cart, and then lay down on it herself——No way, she has hunted too many times, and now she is really tired.

Xinghe Jishi was not surprised at all when she saw this, and she was not even annoyed. She just gripped the handle of the trailer and started running back the way she came.

"Oh, that's right, I heard from the tyrant that today is the new Spring Festival at Molong's side. Damn it, can we run over there? But I think the festival will be over even after I run over. It's a pity that Molong can't give it to me." We've given out money - but I've brought a lot of surprises to your tribe, and guess what..."

"Can..." The golden hour hand listened to the words of the cornerstone of the galaxy, and didn't dislike it. For her, she was almost used to this nagging voice for a period of time after becoming a eight-legged horse.

"Oh shit you know everything, well I really don't have a lot of money with me I traded all my money in cans and stuff, I bet it's the best green can ever since I watched the production , I watched them process those colorful dishes into pickled vegetables..."

"Hmm..." Golden Hour nodded. They have always communicated in this way. One person chattered endlessly, and the other made only one sound.

That's why I'm really jealous, Ji Shi, you are so eloquent, you have such good stamina, and you have such a famous status, if I have these, it would be great...

But still, write about your canning, thank you for being such a fool...  

"Bang——" Just as the golden hour hand was immersed in his own thoughts, a bang suddenly sounded in the distance. The golden hour hand sat up suddenly and looked towards the direction of the sound—that place, it seemed to be him near the tribe?

"you?"

"Ah, it's like this, I thought we can't lose during the holidays, so I searched for the recipes of those firecrackers on the Internet, and I taught them to the children you raised before, but I think this power may be caused by my encounter. To the fake website, I think I can..."

... Well, you better not be such a stupid idiot in the future!While thinking this way, the golden hour hand snapped off the horns of the antelope, and hit the cornerstone of the Galaxy on the head.

233 , Ulala found clues

"I'm back." The unicorn Miracle walked back to Arison's laboratory with all kinds of things in his arms, mainly coffee beans and black tea.

At the beginning of the Unicorn Miracle, while undergoing training and being checked by Eri Tayiko, the Unicorn Miracle also relied on his own brain to successfully...

He didn't pass the exam once, and then he was arranged to run errands by Eri Tsubaki, who was tutoring him, and became a pure fool-style protagonist.

No way, although Sheng Jiweng and Lord Wurong also made suggestions for the one-horned miracle, but once they got to the one-horned miracle, their comprehension ability plummeted, as if their brains were damaged, they couldn't think of anything.

So now the unicorn miracle can also be said that I have been disgusted by myself, and I live hard every day relying on my own experience, but after matching her luck that is about half as bad...

It can only be said that her life was so unsatisfactory that she began to think about whether she should go out to move bricks or something. After all, the money in this pocket is only rare but not increasing. It's useless to eat college welfare for a living.

"Put this thing down." Arichoko glanced at Unicorn Miracle, then turned her head and continued her experiment. After all, as long as this phantasmagoria lady does not disappear, then the problem will not be a big deal.

But once it disappears—then the problem is so serious that even Erye Tachyon thinks it is very, very serious. After all, good horses are rare, and the price of fantasy breeds is higher!

The unicorn miracle put all the things in his arms on the table next to him, then took a cup of coffee from the teahouse in Manchester, and took a big gulp, as if he was drinking water.

The Unicorn Miracle has a good relationship with Manchester Teahouse, maybe because they are both one of Erisko's little guinea pigs, Manchester City Teahouse still takes good care of this silly fantasy, especially her big daddies also like this child The indistinct light constantly emanating out made Manchester City Cafe feel that the fantasy species of the one-horned miracle is very good.

"It's really unimaginable. Even these most common experiments are telling me that you are a superman, and you are much stronger than a horse girl. Are all phantoms such exaggerated guys?"

The more Ari Tachoko looked at the data that she had researched, the more she wanted to grab the Unicorn Miracle and marvel at her magic. These data without exception showed how terrifying and terrifying the Unicorn Miracle was.

If Sai Ma Niang is a miracle that the three goddesses gave to this world, then Phantasm is a miracle above miracles, and it is the kind that makes Eri Tachoko start to wonder if those science and technology books in this world should be rewritten. .

"...I don't know, maybe it's something born with it." The unicorn Miracle swallowed, then picked up the coffee cup and took another sip, completely ignoring the bitter taste of the coffee. Slightly widened his eyes.

Fantasy species, can they all drink like this?Manchester City Tea House thought so, and then couldn't help but envy again, if only he had the Phantasmal Physique, so that he could drink coffee happily and not be afraid of Tachyon's medicine.

But it's a pity that the envy is just a fantasy, Manchester City Cafe still took a small sip of coffee, because she knew that she was definitely not a fantasy species, and her ancestors did not have any fantasy blood.

So this kind of thing, just think about it. Although Manchester City Cafe is envious, it doesn't really extend to jealousy or something.

"With such data, I always feel that we can continue to expand it. The arrangement of the training plan also requires bold innovation. It is simply challenging a completely unknown field. This situation is really..."

"Sbarasi! I feel like I'm too high, hahahahaha!"

While looking at the research materials in front of her, Eryuko let out a very pleasant voice, which forced Manchester City Cafe to grab the corner of Miracle's clothes and slowly pull her away.

Now this mad scientist is really interested in the information about the miracle of the unicorn. Just thinking about the future and possible research has already made her feel excited.

"No, wait... From what the emperor and the others said, there seems to be another original type of phantom species, and the organization that doesn't know the name seems to have researched artificial phantom species."

But soon, Ari Tachoko calmed down again. She remembered what the emperor had told her recently that the dark horse racing world had already obtained the ability to create phantasmagoria by relying on the power of technology. Although the success rate should be called rubbish, But there is no doubt that if it succeeds, it is a success, which proves that the scientific research ability of the dark horse racing world is indeed superior to itself and many scientists.

Thinking of this, Ari Tachoko couldn't help slamming her mouth. If the dark horse racing world was not the enemy of Treysen College, maybe this achievement would be enough for her to directly devote herself to the dark horse racing world for scientific research.

It's a pity that she's not a demon scientist with no bottom line, so it's good to think about this kind of thing—besides, Treyson College is not without fantasy species.

Although this phantasy came suddenly and appeared to be several times dumber than most of the guinea pigs, but phantoms are phantasms, and Arithyon is very satisfied with the current environment.

"But let me ask again, Ms. Miracle, have you really never experienced any training?"

"Ah? Yes, although it's disgusting, but I really haven't been out much." The unicorn Miracle nodded. There is no way around this. The background stories of the characters are written systematically. How did she know that this thing was written? so many things.

"Well... that would be even better." Ari Tayono smiled all over her face. Although this kind of words simply made people feel that the gap was getting bigger and bigger, the mystery also made her feel more excited.

I am afraid that the growth limit of the fantasy species can continue to be raised. If the horn on her head can be ignored, then she is really a perfect new racehorse girl.

However, there are still many things that have not been tested in the phantom species at present, and Ari Tachyon is not sure about the specific situation of the phantasy species now, so I can only continue to look at it when I have time and equipment in the future.

"Before that, let me see if there is any relevant information. In any case, fantasies should not only have physical fitness and physical mutations. After all, this horn is completely unreasonable..."

"Dong, dong, dong." Just as Ari Tachyon was about to study the meaning of the horn on Miracle's head, there was a sudden knock on the door of the research room.

"Who is it?" Aili Tachyon was a little annoyed, it was just the critical moment of the next step, why did someone disturb her?

Unicorn Miracle and Manchester Teahouse also looked at the gate, and after the two looked at each other, Unicorn Miracle took on the task of opening the door again.

"I'm Condor, Miss Erisiko, are you inside? We brought some black tea."

"..." Ai Liyasuko glanced at the teahouse in Manchester with a blank face, then at the packs of black tea that Unicorn Miracle had just put down, finally sighed, and said to the horse race girls on the other side of the door: "Come in Bar."

The door was slowly opened by the Unicorn Miracle, and a group of people walked into the laboratory exclusively for Aili Tachyon. Among them, Special Zhou looked at the Manchester Teahouse the first time she came in—her hand coffee on.

Manchester City Teahouse looked at the coffee in his hand, then at Special Zhou's eyes with obvious meaning, smiled slightly, then picked up a clean cup next to him, and said, "Would you like a cup?"

"Huh? Is it okay?"

"Well, coffee can be used to entertain guests."

"Wow!" When Special Zhou was talking about coffee with the cafe in Manchester City, Ulala exclaimed as soon as she entered. She shook her head from side to side, as if staring at a cat on a cat teaser.

"What's the matter?" Hearing this voice, Cao Shangfei was stunned for a moment, not understanding why Ulala suddenly let out an exclamation.

"Here, here is sparkling everywhere! It's so beautiful, so amazing!" Ulala pointed at the white paper, the cold instruments, and the furniture that didn't look like high-end goods. It's as if I can't stop being surprised.

Fly on Grass and Nebula Sky looked at the surroundings. They couldn't say it was very beautiful, but it was very weird. It didn't meet their aesthetics at all, especially those weird instruments made them feel that this place Not a place to have fun.

"Ah... maybe." Seeing Wu Lala like this, Xingyun Sky waved her hand, expressing that she couldn't understand the feeling, perhaps because she should be sitting by the river with a fishing rod, rather than in this kind of situation. place?

But what she didn't know was that in Ulala's eyes, this room was full of firefly-like light spots flying around, like a room dedicated to light, bright but not dazzling, completely extraordinary beauty.

Especially, beside the racehorse girl with the strange headgear on her head, the light seemed to be converging all the time, very bright, like the only incandescent lamp in a room full of candles.

Thinking of this, Ulala picked up her phone and took a picture in the direction of the one-horned miracle—thanks to the fact that she was worried about scaring away strange creatures or something from the beginning, she completely turned off the flash and sound, so she could almost Said that no one noticed Ulala's movements.

"Uh-hmm? Why not?" Ulala picked up her phone and looked at it, only to find that the photo she had just taken unexpectedly-had no such light spots at all, only the one-horned Miracle.

What's happening here?Ulala's little mind fell into chaos for a moment, and she couldn't understand the problem at all, but she always felt that there must be something wrong with it.

what is it then?correct!It seems that every time I see a strange creature, this classmate is there. Could it be a problem with the people present?Does this classmate have the physique to attract strange creatures?

Ulala felt that she had grasped the point, and at the same time felt that she had never thought so smoothly before, as if everything was under control.

"Illuminated? No, I've been busy recently, and I don't have time for those small things. I'm working on a masterpiece that will impress all of you." After talking with Shenying, Aili Tachyon also said indifferently. shook his head.

The experiments that are going on now make her very busy every day, how can she have time to make small inventions?She's not that free.

"Isn't that so?" Condor touched her chin. Now she really doesn't know who else can make that kind of glowing animal. After all, other researchers in the academy probably don't have that ability. ?

Manchester City Teahouse listened to the entire communication process, then glanced at the ignorant unicorn miracle next to him, and then at Ulala who looked pensive, and slowly took a sip of coffee.

Let's wait for these people to discover this kind of thing by themselves, after all, those things on the one-horned Miracle can't be seen by ordinary people.

Special Zhou didn't know anything about what happened here. She just started to try this kind of food that she had never eaten before with the help of the cafe in Manchester...

234. Fujisho March joins the battlefield

"The next goal..." While Treysen College is living a half-hell training, half-campus daily life, in the villa where the tyrant lives, a group of templates belonging to the "dark horse racing world" are also gathered here.

At this moment, the dark horse racing world is discussing their strategic plan, because it has been decided that the URA race will officially start in April next year, so the dark horse racing world is preparing to create a more intense and daunting atmosphere. next game.

"Continue to fry fish? There should be GⅢ, right? Can't you just find a few games to enter?" The white knight looked indifferent, anyway, she has become super idle now, and according to the plan, she will also be a role in the later stage. Don't worry about your own situation at all.

"The first one to fail is the big forklift, right? I hope she will be fine after losing." The bad joke is also very idle, after all, she really has nothing to do now, every day is either eating, drinking or having fun, or she just enters the system space to chat with others templates dragging stones together.

"It's definitely fine, but we should reschedule Adam's game now." Blade shook her head, and now she felt that Adam was the most worrying thing, not the big forklift.