God-Level Choice

While Zi Qiuyun scolded angrily, he had already taken out "Deng Yongqiang" and put it on his sword. Without saying a word, he slashed at the rein

"It's enough for nothing, it's enough for nothing, waste time in this temple!"

The blade fell on the bridle, and that was the sound of stone and stone. Zi Qiuyun only felt that there was a huge force coming along the blade, which made his arm sore, and the sword in his hand was also snapped off ~ into pieces.

this

The boy's eyeballs popped out, the Purple bamboo forest was silent, and an awkward atmosphere was quietly brewing.

Zi Qiuyun's face was ugly. His sword was broken, but his face was brushed. If he can't drive a carriage today, how will he convince the public in the future?

He squinted, a storm brewing between them.

The boy swallowed deeply.

The servant risked his life and whispered: "Your Highness, the owner of the carriage seems to be here.

Zi Qiuyun looked coldly into the boy's eyes and saw that the boy was sweating.

"Don't be nervous." He patted the boy's shoulder lightly. "Remind me, I won't punish you if merit and demerit are equal."

Hearing this, the young servants felt that if they were granted amnesty, the remaining servants would suffer even more, and their hearts would be sour.

Ziqiuyun slowly turned his gaze to the stone steps, where Chu Fengren had just completed the final stage. Zi Qiuyun narrowed his eyes.

Chu Feng looked indifferent.

But Chu Feng just looked into his eyes lightly, so he didn't pay much attention to it, and then continued to walk towards the carriage.

Seeing this, the groom walked quickly to the edge of the purple bamboo forest and tried to untie the reins.

But at this moment, a servant suddenly stopped the way and said: "Wait a minute, old man. This is our Highness's carriage and others. Don't get too close to avoid misunderstanding."

The groom shook his head and said, "Little brother, don't be joking. This is our son's carriage."

That boy was obviously a roundworm in Zi Qiuyun's stomach. Hearing this, he immediately smiled and said, "The God Emperor is wrong. It used to be your son's carriage, but now it belongs to His Highness."

The servant spoke calmly, but his tone was very certain, he said that he no longer ignored the groom, but focused on Chu Feng.

A lowly person is really not qualified to talk too much with Ziqiu Yunhong in front of him

The servant looked at Chu Feng and said with a smile: "The servants are not sensible, I hope my little brother will be more disciplined in the future. As for your carriage, His Highness wants it. Please quote."

……… Ask for flowers…

Chu Feng looked at Zi Qiuyun indifferently.

Zi Qiuyun also looked into his eyes, then frowned and went to the servant

The boy smiled obsequiously.

But Zi Qiuyun suddenly raised his hand and slapped him in the face, causing the boy to turn around a few times.

The boy stopped sweating, but he didn't dare to cover his face, so he knelt on the ground and asked His Highness to forgive him.

Zi Qiuyun ignored him and looked at Chu Feng.

First, the two sides stared at each other indifferently for several hours.

Then Zi Qiuyun spoke first, pointed at the boy and said, "He said something wrong, so I hit him. Your carriage broke my sword, so from now on, the carriage belongs to me, which can be regarded as compensation.

overbearing.

Unreasonable bullying.

This made Lengshuang tightly frown.

But Chu Feng remained indifferent.

"That's not my carriage, it's mine," Ho said emphatically.

Ziqiuyun looked at the groom and said, "It's easy, just a servant. Killing is not enough to pay for my sword. Ride in a carriage with me, Yu pops

The slight sound of the broken Qingshi board resounded from under Zi Qiuyun's feet. .