At this time, the dark clouds covered the snow, blood gushed out from the nostrils and mouth, and the ground was full of blood.

Dark clouds cover snow, and it is already dying!

When this scene came out, the onlookers were all shocked, and several celebrities covered their mouths, looked unbearable, and turned away.

However, even if the clouds covered the snow and was about to die, Van Xingda was still angry.

Fiercely whipped dozens of whips from the dark clouds and covered the snow, scolding and scolding in his mouth, until the horsewhip was interrupted, Fan Xingda was still furious.

The long riding boots kicked the head of the dark cloud cover snow dozens of times, gritting his teeth and screaming.

"Dead horse, die, die...... Damn ......"

"Die ......"

At this moment, the Seventh Ancestor strolled over with a large suitcase in his left hand and a backpack in his right hand.

The man shouted in his mouth: "Oh, Second Master Fan, you can't afford to lose the rhythm." ”

"The sweaty BMW is about to be killed by you, tsk, it's really rich!"

Fan Xingda tilted his head and shouted coldly at the Seventh Ancestor, "Do you have any opinions? ”

The Seventh Ancestor snorted, and the man shouted, "Don't dare. ”

"I just want to remind Second Master that it's time to pay the bill. ”

"It's not a lot of money, it's only 500 million!"

Fan Xingda snorted coldly and smiled contemptuously: "You can't ask for food." ”

"A few hundred million ...... Don't forget the Seventh Ancestor, I only lost 100 million. ”

The Seventh Zuman shouted, "Yes, that's right. ”

"It's not bad to have 100 million. ”

"By the way, you've lost a horse...... Sweaty BMW ......"

"That's millions of dollars. ”

"By the way, sweaty BMW is not something you can buy if you want to. ”

Fan Xingda pointed at the Seventh Ancestor and shouted with a sneer: "For a person like you, a bloody BMW will definitely not be able to buy ......."

"For me. What a big deal. ”

The Seventh Ancestor said: "A rich man is really a rich man, I will definitely not be able to compare to you......"

"Then may I ask Second Master Fan, when will my money be in place?"

Van Xingda smiled contemptuously and snorted lightly.

Pointing at Bao Jiapeng and shouting: "Seventh Ancestor, you are lucky to be able to find this person to escort you today." ”

He pointed at Jin Feng again and said coldly, "Boy." I remember you. In the future, follow the ass of the Seventh Ancestor and don't take off the single......"

"It's better to stay in Malaysia for the rest of your life and don't come back......"

"Otherwise, you're going to die an ugly death. I can guarantee it. ”

beckoned the secretary to come over, and immediately transferred the money to Bao Jiapeng.

After transferring the account, Van Xingda had a gloomy face, angrily kicked the head of the dark cloud cover snow, and cursed a waste dead horse in his mouth.

"Dragged the crematorium and burned him. ”

"Oh, hey, the second master of the fan treats the dark clouds and snow that have made great contributions to you. ”

"If you lose a game, you're going to burn your heroes!? ”

"This is a bloody BMW, young master, I can't even dream of it. ”

Fan Xingda sneered and exclaimed, "What's the matter? Young Master Bao wants this horse?"

"Yes, buy it with money. ”

"Cheaper for you. It's just a million dollars. ”

Bao Jiapeng sighed and shouted with his hands behind his back: "One million!?"

"It's really not expensive!"

"Okay, young master, I'll buy it!"

"Who called the young master, I just won a hundred million pinch?"

As he spoke, Bao Jiapeng asked Fan Zhuo to count a million dollars and handed them over to Fan Xingda's men.

Van Xingda was slightly stunned on the spot.

I just said it casually, how did I know that the Seventh Ancestor really agreed.

The dark clouds and snow under his feet have lost their lives, and it is estimated that death is not far away.

In the words of Lao Teng, it is overdraft, and you will definitely die.

Since it is a mortal horse, it can still be sold for a million dollars, and Van Xingda has nothing to say.

At this moment, the Seventh Ancestor said: "I will airlift this horse back to Malaysia, make it into a specimen, and pass it on to ......future generations."

"This is a great gift from the Second Master!"

Fan Xingda snorted coldly, his eyes showed resentment, and he said coldly: "You are only worthy of playing, and I will play with the rest of the specimens." ”

After saying this, Van Xingda beckoned and asked the battery car to come over and leave.

Suddenly, several black cars appeared in the distance, and the speed was extremely fast, and they were in front of everyone in a blink of an eye.

At this time, Jin Feng quietly squatted beside the dark clouds covering the snow.

His hand pressed against the neck of the dark clouds and snow, closed his eyes slightly, and whispered softly in his mouth.

At this time, the dark clouds covered the snow and reached the point of dying.

Blood continued to flow from the nostrils of his mouth.

As if feeling the call of Jin Feng, Wuyun Gaixue raised the horse's head with great effort, and screamed with Uzizi in his mouth, with endless unwillingness and sorrow.

But in the next second, he fell to the ground and was silent.

Life is cut off, and he dies.

Jin Feng's expression was solemn, with a touch of sadness.

It is sad and hateful that a dignified generation of divine horses ended up like this.

At this time, the luxury cars came to the crowd and several people followed.

The young men and celebrities present all changed color when they saw the people in the car.

It turned out to be the old lady of the Fanjia family, Fanzong Kai, and more than a dozen people from the Fanjia family.

Another old man, his identity was also recognized by the people at the scene.

This old man has a childish face, fairy wind bones, faintly floating out of the dust, with a trace of fairy spirit and charm.

When they saw this old man, the people at the scene couldn't help but sizzle.

Many of the juniors immediately straightened up and bowed to the old man in unison.

"Zhong Lao!"

This old man is the great doctor of Shenzhou!

Imperial Doctor, Zhong Jingsheng.

Zhong Jingsheng's face was kind and kind, and he waved his hand politely at the juniors, but a pair of bright and divine eyes were projected onto the body of the seventh ancestor at once.

When the Seventh Ancestor saw Zhong Jingsheng, he also stood in a proper manner, and did not dare to make a mistake.

This is the great doctor of Shenzhou, and countless giants with huge assets have to compete with each other.

He bowed respectfully to the Buddha Zongkai, and then bowed to Zhong Jingsheng at 90 degrees.

"Old lady Fan is auspicious!"

"Old lady Zhong is auspicious!"

Fan Zongkai and Zhong Jingsheng smiled.

Zhong Jingsheng spoke first.

"Xiao Jiapeng, right? The last time you came to our house with your grandfather, it seemed like you were so tall?"

"It's all adults in the blink of an eye. ”

Bao Jiapeng smiled and picked his head.

Suddenly, Zhong Jingsheng's face sank, and he snorted lightly: "Addicted to women, kidney deficiency and failure, you have to quit." ”

Bao Jiapeng opened his mouth, ahhhh

Are you kidding.

Talk back to the imperial doctor, do you want to die a big death!

At this moment, the ninety-nine-year-old Brahma Zongkai spoke.

"Xiao Jiapeng, I heard that you have a five-hundred-year-old ginseng in your hand?"

Bao Jiapeng hurriedly nodded in agreement, and immediately ran forward to offer treasures to the two old ladies.

The moment the box was opened, Zhong Jingsheng's eyes suddenly lit up.

When I looked closer, I couldn't stop touching my beard and nodding my head.

"Old lady Zhong, Sister Xiaoxin said, this must be five hundred and ninety years. ”

"Hmm. ”

"Almost!"

"Xiaoxin's vision is still very good. ”

"Fan Lao, I will say that Ji people have their own natural appearance. With this, there is half hope for your illness. ”

"The inventory in the three major medicine halls of Tongren, Jiuzhi, and Baicao is a little worse than this one. ”

Fanzong Kai, who was dressed in casual clothes, smiled, calm and calm, and his cloudy eyes shone with wisdom.

"Having ginseng is only half there. ”

"The other half of Ma Bao is too hard to find. ”

Zhong Jingsheng disagreed, and said with a smile: "There will always be hope." ”

"There is no way to go. ”

"That's right. Xiao Jiapeng. This old mountain ginseng needs one or two to heal the disease, here, here, and here, I will cut it myself later. ”

When Bao Jiapeng heard this, his face suddenly turned embarrassed, and he said, "Zhong Lao, this ...... This thing is not mine. ”

"Huh!?"

"Not yours!?"

"Whose is that again?!"

Wang Xiaoxin, who had never said a word from beginning to end, finally emerged from the crowd.

Gently walked up to Zhong Jingsheng and whispered a few words.

Zhong Jingsheng's face changed suddenly.

His eyes suddenly turned to the other side.

Next to the horses, a teenager squatted quietly.

Seeing this young man, Zhong Jingsheng smiled, nodded, and whispered a few words to Wang Xiaoxin.

Wang Xiaoxin shook his head lightly and whispered a few words.

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