"Wait... Zhui Feng was tampered with just now, so this game should be canceled and Xue'er cannot be considered a loser." Liu Yannan said suddenly.

"That's right! According to the normal situation, Chasing the Wind has a greater chance of winning." Chu Jie and the others echoed.

"Hmph! There will always be all kinds of accidents during horse racing. If you lose, you lose. How come there is so much nonsense?" Murong Yue curled her lips disdainfully.

"Yue'er, forget it, we are all a family. We should value peace and return Zhui Feng to Xue'er." Murong Gaochao spoke at the right time.

"Why?"

Murong Yue tilted her head and said confidently: "I am willing to admit defeat. I won Zhuifeng with my own ability. Why should I give it back to her?"

She had been jealous of Zhui Feng, a good horse, for a long time. She finally got it, so naturally she couldn't bear to send it back.

"Yue'er, be obedient, return Zhui Feng to Xue'er, and I will give you a good horse in two days." Murong Gaochao comforted her.

"I don't want anything, I want to chase the wind!"

Murong Yue had a very stubborn temper and would not let go at all: "Murong Xue, you are such a big man, do you still regret it?!"

"I......"

Murong Xue was speechless for a moment.

"You girl, why don't you listen to my advice?"

Murong Gaochao sighed and looked helpless.

"Since everyone is still arguing, I think it's better to have a rematch and raise some chips. Whoever wins has the final say, how about it?" Feng Miaozhu suggested.

"I'm fine, it depends on whether Murong Xue dares or not."

Murong Yue did not refuse and looked at Murong Xue provocatively.

"Xue'er was injured just now. How can she still ride a horse? Isn't this embarrassing?" Murong Gaochao deliberately kept a straight face.

"Murong Xue can't do it, she can be replaced. There are so many friends around her, it's fine to just come along."

Murong Yue raised her head and glanced at each one: "Hey! Which of you dares to fight with me? Ten million per game. If you lose, you will be given money. If you win, you will take Zhui Feng away."

As soon as these words came out, Chu Jie, Liu Yannan and others looked at each other in shock.

Ten million per game is a bit too high a bet.

Their riding skills are somewhat worse than Murong Xue's.

The most important thing is that Zhui Feng has been injured and will not be able to run again in a short time.

And looking at the entire racecourse, there is no second top-quality horse that can compete with Heilong.

In this case, no matter who plays, it is self-inflicted humiliation, and there is no chance of winning.

"What? There are so many of you, but not one of you dares to challenge? Are you too useless?" Murong Yue looked contemptuous.

Everyone lowered their heads, a little embarrassed, but did not dare to speak.

"Murong Xue, I've already given you a chance, but if you don't succeed, then you can't blame me." Murong Yue curled up her lips, feeling proud.

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