Along the Weishui River, strong winds rolled up yellow sand all over the sky. The young man Feizi was lying on his stomach in the mud, holding an injured white mare tightly with both hands. Thunder exploded, and a golden light tore through the sky. Countless black birds flapped their wings and circled, their feathers glowing like bronze in the lightning. Feizi looked up and saw the largest black bird holding a jade in its mouth, slowly landing in front of him. The moment his fingertips touched the jade, countless tips for riding a horse suddenly emerged in his mind. Three days later, he tamed the fierce horse "Zhui Feng" that no one could get close to. There was an ancient inscription on the saddle at some point: "Destiny is in Qin".
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True and objective, multi-dimensional narrative, easy to read!
True and objective, multi-dimensional narrative, easy to read!