611 597. Knight King (3/5)

Chapter 611 597. Knight King (35)

Taking chances, Wang Bo zoomed in on the draw and reached out to touch the black horse king's head.

He hoped that part of the heart of the soul was put into the body of the dark horse king just now, and the other party would allow him to touch it—when he touched these pets with cute pet hearts through the sand table, it might be through the energy of the lord. more favorable.

But ordinary animals have no such affection.

This is the case with the dark horse king. The first few times he touched the wild horse through the sand table, the dark horse king would run around in fright. This time it was still, still running around in fright.

But the silk horse has changed a lot. Wang Bo stretched out his hand to stroke it in a dispirited manner. This guy is very honest. He was a little scared the first time, but he didn't care if he was touched again after that. He stood there obediently and let him caress.

Even, when Wang Bo was stroking its ass, the Diaosi stretched back one of its hind legs, exposing a thick section of the old elder underneath...

Old Wang is really ashamed, what is this? What did he get for this? It's normal for you to neigh twice when I touch your head, but what does it mean if you open your legs when I touch your butt?

The result was already like this, and he couldn't change it. He was able to comfort himself with the spirit of Ah Q: It was not easy. After such a long time, he finally tamed a fine horse.

Wang Bo sighed, and then he felt a little stupid before: Why do you want to tame wild horses by yourself? Isn't it enough to wait for a soul heart to be drawn? !

"I'm really stupid." He complained again.

The army commander who flew to the side picked it up again energetically: "Ah, you Sabi! Ah, run!"

One of Wang Bo's slippers flew over.

Anyway, after all, Pharaoh was looking forward to taming a horse after all, so early in the morning, after getting up and washing, he went out and ran to the car.

The domineering president who was about to run asked strangely: "You don't run anymore?"

Wang Bo waved his hand: "Go run by yourself, I will ride a horse to keep fit in the future!"

The domineering president didn't know why he was going crazy, so he shrugged and took his son to run off by himself.

Driving to the ranch, he opened the car door and blew a loud whistle.

The herd of wild horses galloped over immediately, 'Boom boom boom', hundreds of hooves stepped on the ground, the power and power made the man's blood boil.

Seeing this scene, Wang Bo was elated: Finally, he finally waited for the day when he would ride the Dark Horse King!

Wang Bo greeted these wild horses with open arms. Under the leadership of the Dark Horse King, the group of horses came and stopped not far from him, and then looked at him expectantly.

"Come, my mount!" Lao Wang shouted to the sun, "Come to the master, let us conquer the earth! Let us feel the power of the wind!"

The wild horses kept snorting, but none of them approached him. They waited expectantly for him to bring out delicious carrots. After a while, they found that there were no carrots to eat, and the wild horses left in twos and threes...

The five-short, brown-yellow horse sauntered to the side of the car. It blinked and looked in through the car window, and finally found that there was no carrot in it, and then left too, leaving Pharaoh a butt...

Wang Bo was so angry that he ran to the fat round yellow horse and shouted, "Come here!"

The heart of the soul is useful after all, the five short yellow horses stopped hesitantly after hearing his order, then blinked their big eyes to look at him, and walked over babbling.

Looking at the big eyes of the dark horse king, how delicate and charming it looks, and then looking at this fat and round horse, Wang Bo feels that its eyes are so wretched.

This yellow horse was the first wild horse to bow to him. To be honest, it doesn't look good, but it seems to be quite spiritual, and it is also the friendliest to humans.

Wang Bo reached out and stroked its head, taking a good look at the first horse in his life.

This horse is a little short. For example, the black horse king is about 1.7 meters tall. He looks tall, majestic and handsome. The horse is less than 1.6 meters tall, and the reason why he is short is because his four legs are a bit short.

A good horse has thin bones, especially its limbs need to be slender and slender.

Wang Bo began to understand this animal after seeing wild horses. He knew that the legs of a racehorse are very important organs. Joints and tendons should be clearly outlined.

Looking at this horse, it doesn't know how it grew. It has four short and thick legs. The muscles are not long strips, but long blocks. The Achilles tendon attachment points and joints can't be seen at all.

Whether viewed from the front or from the side, this yellow horse looked like a wild horse, a strong one.

"Hey Nima, how did you grow up like this?" Lao Wang patted its butt helplessly.

The yellow horse immediately skillfully stretched one of its hind legs backwards, posing in a sexy pose that you can pick and choose...

Lao Wang finally realized the feeling of wanting to cry without tears.

However, the yellow horse is very smart, whenever he cries, this guy rubs his head against his chest and sticks out his tongue to lick him.

Wang Bo was amused by its enthusiasm. He pushed the horse's head and looked at the horse's eyes at a close distance. He suddenly had a new discovery: this guy's eyes seem to be very cheerful.

"I have to give you a name." After all, he accepted the yellow horse. As the saying goes, he had to ride on the horse he chose with tears in his eyes.

"How about calling it Tufeiyuan?" Wang Bo said with a wicked sense of humor.

The yellow horse snorted and looked at him curiously and cheerfully.

"No response? Is that called Tyrant Gold?" Wang Bo looked at its yellow fur and laughed. In fact, its fur color is not ugly, it is a very pure golden yellow, but it is uneven and a little rough, so it looks like it from a distance. Not good looking.

The sun will shine, sprinkled on the yellow horse, he thinks it has a golden color.

The yellow horse continued to snort, but this time it reacted, walking happily on the spot.

"Beauty standing on tiptoe is called swan dance, ugly man standing on tiptoe is called Pingsha Luoyan's buttocks landing, similarly, those horse steps are called dressage, what about you? You call it hopping?" Wang Bo laughed.

Although local gold is not beautiful, it can bring a lot of happiness, and Lao Wang thinks it is quite good.

Of course, the most important thing is to ride. Wang Bo patted the local tyrant Jin on the shoulder to get him ready, then pressed his shoulder blades with both hands, and jumped up abruptly.

Sitting on the back for the first time, the local tyrant Jin was a little panicked, and subconsciously wanted to stand up.

Wang Bo hurriedly hugged him by the shoulders, stretched out his hand to caress its short neck, and shouted: "Relax, local tyrant, relax, this is the way the master loves you..."

Tuhaojin is not bad, and has a strong ability to withstand pressure. It quickly adapted to the state of having someone on its back, and took a few steps with brisk steps.

Thick and short limbs also have the advantages of being short and short. Wang Bo felt that his one hundred and forty to fifty catties were hanging on this guy, and he had no pressure at all!

Hey, this is not bad, I have become a knight, Lao Wang is proud, stretches out his hand and slaps Tuhao Jin's ass hard, and shouts: "Come on for me - damn it!"