Jia Zheng hummed a little song, riding on a horse and leisurely watching and strolling. The sound of hooves stepped on the bluestone slab of Lanlingfang, as if it was to the beat of a small song. Passers-by who came and went looked at today's Jia Dagongzi and seemed to be in a good mood, the corners of his mouth unconsciously smiled, and he would take the initiative to say hello when he saw acquaintances.

Seeing the person on the street opposite, Jia Zheng's smile immediately froze, and the corners of his mouth twisted a little, but it was very subtle and difficult to detect. At this moment, everything seemed to be quiet, and only the sound of horses' hooves, which was as crisp as a drum, sounded softly in heaven and earth.

Evil Xiaoqi raised his head, his eyes were already different, and he became more determined—just like liquid gold had solidified. There was a hint of coolness oozing through it.

"Evil Xiaoqi, it won't be that you lost your eyes, so let's find this son to come desperately. Jia Zheng smiled weirdly, and his tone was full of schadenfreude: "Who doesn't know that your evil family has a great cause, as for it?"

At the foot of the tall wall of the moat, the setting sun sprinkled on the angular face of the evil little seven, casting a faint shadow on the side of his nose, making the lines of his face invisibly resolute, and the dark black pupils flowed with shallow and fine light. I can't see joy or sorrow.

Evil Xiaoqi didn't feel very sad, only a little stunned, as if his heart was empty. But he is not sad or sad: "I am looking for you desperately." The tone was faintly cold.

Startled in vain, Jia Zheng couldn't help touching his waist with his right hand, and the tips of his fingers touched the cool texture of the metal, which spread along the nerves to his heart.

"Don't be so nervous, I'm going to bet on you for the last time. Evil Xiaoqi's tone was still calm: "Balling Mountain Biao Horse, do you dare to bet?"

"Then why don't you dare, but do you still have a bet to press?" Immediately relieved, Jia Zheng looked at Evil Xiaoqi suspiciously.

"What do you think of the bet?" Evil Xiaoqi raised his right arm and said word by word: "You see if my hand is worth five thousand taels." ”

"If it is ordinary people, of course it is not worth the price, but of course the little young master of the evil family is different. Jia Zheng straddled his horse and looked at him with a defiant and pitying look.

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The scars on his ears were like a ditch gnawed away by the tide, the white hair on his temples shone with a faint halo, and his eyes danced with dark red candlelight.

Jia Huai stared at the dark window and was silent for a long time, and suddenly said: "I think that when the evil did not record a knife and almost killed your father, this revenge has long been avenged." He frowned, and continued indignantly: "That evil young master has no hand, but he can still serve as the patriarch.

"Father means that the price of a hand is a little less. ”

"Have you ever heard of Ember State?" Jia Huai didn't answer his words and asked, looking at his son and nodding. The corners of his mouth were raised to reveal a sly smile.

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The sun is shining, and it's really a good weather for horses.

Evil Xiaoqi couldn't help but sigh lightly. Squinting his eyes and seeing the Balling Mountain under the skylight, although it was not very unfamiliar, he still couldn't hide his fright.

Tuling Mountain is located at the junction of two states. Heavy mountains and mountains are intertwined, and streams, springs and waterfalls crisscross the country.

Sandwiched between two mountain peaks, the old official road was originally a necessary route for trade between neighboring countries, but the border situation became tense and the government abandoned the road. It is in disrepair and the location is remote, except for the occasional trip to the mountains by hunters and herb pickers, there are few people who move.

The trail winds along the steep slopes of the mountain to the top of the cliff. The cliff is close to the deep valley, and the peaks above are written, and the peaks are deep in the clouds and mist, and there is no end in sight.

The steamed bun led the evil Xiaoqi's "thunder", and the hair on his whole body was dark without a trace of miscellaneous hair, as if it was condensed in darkness.

Kicking the saddle and getting on the horse, Evil Xiaoqi couldn't help but squint and glance at Jia Zheng's mount.

It's really a good horse, and its inverted mane is as free and easy as a lion's mane.

Jia Zheng pulled the reins, and his front hooves rose into the air and hissed.

Evil Xiaoqi had never seen that Ma's eyes could have such complex emotions.

The sharpness of a leopard, the ferocity of a wolf.

The horse is a good horse, I don't know if it's useful? A mocking smile rolled up at the corner of Evil Xiaoqi's mouth. Such clear black eyes are actually misty with water. The little master of the evil family rode his horse and walked in the sun, and the branches and leaves of the trees on both sides were colorful and changing light and shadow, reflecting the slightly childish face of the young man, who was a little lonely and lonely.

"The horse is new across the white jade saddle, and the moonlight is cold on the battlefield. An inexplicable sadness suddenly surged in his heart, I don't know what he had a premonition? Evil Xiaoqi's heart immediately tightened.

"It's not too early, I think it's better to start quickly. Jia Zheng's voice was cold and cold: "Evil young master, you can think about it, the old evil family is your own heir." If there are three long and two short, I can't afford it. Biao Ma is not child's play, this life and death certificate must be signed. ”

"Today's evil Xiaoqi, Jia Zheng is willing to gamble on horses here, willing to gamble and lose, and concede life and death. Those who reach the summit first will take off the red silk hanging from the tree. The loser fulfilled his promise, Evil Xiaoqi used one right hand, and Jia Zheng bet on five thousand taels of silver tickets. "The old man in charge is not tall, and his voice is loud and high-pitched, and it spreads all over the four fields.

The rattling gong suddenly sounded and buzzed into the distance.

Evil Xiaoqi restrained his smile, his eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and his eyes were dark. Clamping the stirrups and shaking the reins in his hand, the "thunder" snorted in the wind and spread four hooves. Yang raised a cloud of yellow smoke.

The old official road of Zhang Yukuan only left bursts of hooves and billowing smoke. Looking at it from afar, it looks like an ethereal cloud.

"The mind is quiet, and there is no distraction. While praying and reciting the Buddha's words, he shook the spur and galloped the horse. The whirring wind sounded in Evil Xiaoqi's ears, and the shrubs and broad-leaved forests on both sides were quickly left behind.

Although he didn't look back, he could feel that Jia Zheng behind him had been staring at him reluctantly, and Evil Xiaoqi estimated that the distance between them would not exceed fifty meters, and they had run for dozens of miles, and this young master of the Jia family, who was silent and vicious and cold, kept this distance without hurrying. It doesn't seem to be in a hurry to overtake it.

The steeper you go, the steeper it gets, and it's definitely a test of your horse's stamina and endurance. "Thunder" is not an ordinary horse, it was originally a steppe wild horse, which was later captured by the general when he was hunting and collected as a war horse. He was wounded in a battle with an alien and could no longer go to war, so he was resold to a private horse farm. Once he was taken by the idle evil Xiaoqi, he spent a lot of money to buy it. After a few cold and summer exchanges, he miraculously rejuvenated the spirit of the young man, and the muscles, bones and tendons were as strong as steel.

So far, there is no horse that has been able to climb to the top of the mountain in one go. At least Evil Xiaoqi has never seen or heard of it when he is so old, and now for the honor of the family and the subconscious vanity and humble self-esteem in his heart.

Evil Xiaoqi decided to give it a go.