In the horse-riding race, ten runners were wiped out, leaving 30 runners to continue the race.

At this time, Tiantai and Qingyue are both heavy-faced, looking at Chen Jiu's eyes, although hatred, but there is also a deep fear, dare not wantonly provoke, a young man who can take the upper hand in front of Zhuge Ma god, which is no longer comparable to them!

"Okay, now you can check the Royal Horse!" The old man's voice is loud, and he is becoming more and more interested.

The so-called imperial horse is to feed the horse. Even if the ordinary horse obeys human beings, it will hurt people if it...