The red steed raced with the wind, its mane and tail spreading out while running, like a wild horse galloping across the wilderness.
The robe of the young rider billowed on horseback.
Fast, very fast.
In the gaps between the crowd, the fiery red horse gracefully darted past, like a flame that had burst into life!
This horse was too clever, almost as if it was equipped with the most advanced automatic obstacle avoidance system.
Point out the direction, and it could take a person to any location.
Teacher Yang said the horse would have a volatile nature, but Liang Qu did not feel it. From riding to sprinting, it was as docile as a house dog.
Liang Qu bent low, the sound of the wind howling in his ears, the scenery by his side stretching infinitely, the flame rising and falling, as if syncing with his breath.
A distance of sixteen li, which ordinary people would take barely less than an hour to walk.
