Chapter 233: If you can't steal chickens, you will lose rice

In the imperial garden of the Great Xia Palace, the people are full of people at this time.

Countless people watched on the side of the racecourse, waving flags and shouting, the shouts shook the sky, and the atmosphere reached the extreme.

The two horses were originally the best BMWs, and they ran much faster than ordinary horses.

And their butts are on fire, and they are running all the way to the opposite end like a lightning speed.

Countless people ran forward along the runway of their respective supporters, waving their arms and shouting with all their might, cheering on those on horseback.

The peerless bifocals are still dancing wildly outside the runway with a group of girls.

But seeing the flowers red and willow green, the sleeves are dancing, the waves are rolling, and the fat powder is flying, and the scene is especially fragrant and hot.

Running to the middle of the two horses, running like the wind.

Those melon-eating people who followed the crazy run, after running for a distance, really couldn't keep up, and many people gave up in despair.

Baili Lechuan sat on horseback, bumping up and down as the horses galloped, feeling the whirring wind in his ears.

Beside him, another group of black horses galloped by like the wind.

That horse is the horse on which Duanmu Xingchen sits.

Baili Lechuan looked at Duanmu Xingchen curiously, wanting to see how he picked up the wood chips on the ground.

Duanmu Xingchen triumphantly glanced at Baili Lethe, then smiled sinisterly, and his body suddenly disappeared on the horse's back.

Baili Lechuan took a closer look, and Duanjupiter's body was already half-hung on the horse's belly.

With one foot tucked into the stirrup and the other hooked on the horse's back, he leaned towards the ground and stretched out his long arms to pick up pieces of wood from the grass.

The pieces of wood were very light and small, and very difficult to pick up during the galloping horses.

However, Duanmu Xingchen flew with both hands, holding his pocket in one hand and holding the other hand, I don't know what tools he was wearing, and put it on his hand.

He placed his palm against the pieces of wood on the ground, and the pieces of wood slowly flew into his hands one after another, and then he expertly put them into his pocket.

He looked at Duanmu Xingchen's proficiency coldly, which was more exquisite than the old lady who embroidered.

Baili Lethe only saw his rapidly moving hand.

Bailichuan thought indignantly:

"What kind of tool? Can you also pick up wood chips automatically? Why didn't anyone tell me in advance? It's too bad! ”

Outside the racecourse, someone rode a horse and ran with Duanmu Xingchen, beating the gong as he ran, cheering Duanmu Xingchen on:

"Ten princes, come on!"

"Ten princes, come on!"

"Ten princes, defeat each other and win the championship!"

"Ten princes, defeat each other and win the championship!"

Baili Lechuan has to admit that Duanmu Xingchen's equestrianism is really good.

The horse galloped like a fly, and the man on the horse was bouncing up and down, and the fellow hung on the left side of the horse's belly, and then on the right side of the horse's belly, and then put his legs between the horse's neck, and released his hands to pick up wood chips in the grass.

Duanmu Xingchen's equestrianism has reached the point of being superb.

His superb and cool horsemanship provoked loud screams and admiration from his followers.

This horse racing competition requires more than just equestrian skills.

Moreover, it is required that the person riding a horse has a certain martial arts foundation.

Otherwise, don't talk about picking up wood chips on the ground.

It's good not to fall off a horse and fall to your death.

At this time, Bailichuan heard someone shouting loudly beside the runway here:

"Brother Lechuan, come on!"

"Brother Lechuan, come on!"

"Brother Lechuan, hurry up and pick up the wood chips on the ground, hurry!"

Baili Lechuan looked at it, and it turned out that Duanmu Fusu was riding a horse, running outside the racecourse to cheer him up.

Next to Duanmu Fusu, there was a beautiful girl running.

The girl's clothes were fluttering, and her face was crimson, like a fairy in the dust.

Her eyes, like stars in the sky, were full of brilliance.

She put her hands to her lips and shouted:

"Brother Lethe, come on!"

"Brother Lethe, come on!"

"Brother Lethe, come on!"

The beautiful girl is the flower Weiyang who ran with her.

Hua Weiyang didn't know how to ride a horse, but he was worried about Bailichuan, so he had to follow the track and improve his immortal power to run desperately.

She ran faster than a horse, like a moving elf.

The people who ate melons were stunned.

The girl ran faster than these two horses, is this still human?

Bailichuan was very moved, stretched out his hand and waved at her, intending to concentrate on picking up the wood chips on the ground.

He patted the horse under his crotch, and commanded with his heart:

"The speed should not be fast and slow, but be balanced."

The horse beneath him obediently neighed, "Got it, Lord Shenlong! ”

Bailichuan was very satisfied with the horse's reaction.

He quickly lowered himself and hung one foot on his stirrup to pick up pieces of wood on the ground.

This view, Baili Lechuan was almost angry to death.

It's unfair, it's so unfair.

The grass on the other side of Duanmu Xingchen was densely packed with wood chips.

It's like falling leaves in autumn, you don't have to look for them at all, you can pick them up at will.

However, the wood chips on his own runway are one in the east and one in the west, which is half less than the one on the road next to him.

It seems that Duanmu Xingchen's guy did something in advance on this grass.

No wonder he was smiling so insidiously at himself just now.

It's a small matter to lose face.

However, if Duanmu Fusu loses face, it is estimated that even the throne may not be guaranteed.

Baili Lechuan was in his heart, and he scolded the villain of Duanmu Xingchen for being bloody.

He didn't have time to think about it, so he bent down and tried to pick up the pieces of wood on the ground.

These pieces of wood are far away and are picked up slowly.

Baili Lechuan frowned, and thought secretly:

"I guess when the horse runs to the end, the wood chips I picked up will be less than 30% of that guy."

"Immortal power is not allowed here, what should I do?"

"You are not allowed to use immortal power, you can use magic tricks, right?"

Baili Lechuan thought about it carefully, and suddenly thought about it:

"Hmph, if you are only allowed to use tools, isn't this highness allowed to use magic techniques?"

He quickly pinched the trick and set up a small attraction at the mouth of the cloth bag.

At this time, Duanmu Xingchen was running side by side with him.

Between the two runways, there is only a low fence.

Duanmu Xingchen was holding a bulging cloth bag, and his harvest was very rich.

He glanced at the dry pockets in Bailichuan's hands, and his handsome face showed great pride and disdain.

He laughed triumphantly:

"Gongzi Lechuan, you have already walked more than half of the journey, no matter how much you pick it up, you can't pick up this king, you will lose."

"Today, you're just waiting to lose your bottoms/pants, hahaha......"

The cloth bag in Duanmu Xingchen's hand was basically full.

He was confident that no matter how much he tried to pick up the wood chips on the ground, he wouldn't be able to pick up so many of himself.

Duanmu Xingchen didn't bother to pick up the wood chips on the ground again.

Instead, he instigated the horse and ran towards the finish line with Bailichuan, watching the jokes of Bailichuan as he ran.

He wants to see if this guy continues to pick it up or not.

As soon as he remembered how he lost his bottoms/pants, he wanted to look up to the sky and smile!

He gloated and thought, "Let you be on the wrong side, but unfortunately it's too late to regret it!" ”

Baili Lechuan glanced at him, and that look was like looking at a fool.

He said unhurriedly: "Who loses the bottoms/pants, wait and see." ”

Duanmu Xingchen sneered: "That person must be you." ”

Baili Lechuan is too lazy to pay attention to him, he still has serious things to do.

If you don't call Duanmu Xingchen a crying father and call his mother, then he must not be a hundred miles away.

Just as Duanmu Xingchen was proud and fantasized about defeating Baili Lechuan and Duanmu Fusu, he watched them cry and call their mother.

The unbelievable happened.

I saw Baili Lechuan hooking the stirrup with one foot and the horse's back with the other, leaning down and leaning sideways on the horse's belly.

He held the cloth bag in both hands and aimed it at the ground of the runway.

The wood chips on the ground, as if attracted by something, swept wildly into the cloth bag.

That's right, those pieces of wood were like eyes, desperately burrowing into his cloth pockets.

Duanmu Xingchen was stunned:

"Ma Ma Pi, what kind of operation is this? Could it be that Duanmu Fusu used immortal power or mana? ”

Duanmu Xingchen is happy:

"Abuse of mana or immortal power is directly regarded as admitting defeat."

However, Duanmu Fusu was lying on the horse's belly and did not use any immortal power or mana.

The test stone on the side of the runway did not react at all.

At most, Baili Lethe River is hanging on the horse's belly and supporting the pocket.

Duanmu Xingchen was depressed:

"Is this a pocket madness?"

"Or is the wood chips going berserk?"

"No, if it goes on like this, Lao Tzu will lose, and he can't be allowed to succeed."

Duanmu Xingchen thought of this, and Jun had a weird smile on his face.

He secretly took out a handful of silver needles.

He took advantage of the fact that Duanmu Fusu was concentrating on collecting the wood chips, raised his hand, and a handful of silver needles in his hand rushed towards the belly of the horse in Bailichuan.

Who is the Baili Lethe River?

While he was collecting wood chips on the ground, he was paying attention to Duanmu Xingchen's every move.

He had already noticed his anomaly and predicted that this guy was not a good stubble.

Looking at the silver needle flying with a cold glow, Baili Lechuan stretched out his hand and gently touched the horse's belly.

The silver needles that flew towards the horses on the other side turned their heads at an incredible angle and shot towards the horses under Duanmu Xingchen's crotch.

Duanmu Xingchen was shocked, desperately driving the horse under his crotch and running forward.

However, the two horses were extremely close to each other, and they were both running at full speed, so there was no way to avoid it.

He watched as the silver needle sank into the belly of the horse under his crotch.

Then, the horse under Duanmu Xingchen's crotch, as if he had lost his mind, suddenly raised his legs and let out a mournful roar.

Then, with a frantic roar, it raised its hooves and sprang forward.

At this point, they are getting closer and closer to the end of the runway.

At this time, Bailichuan had collected a large bag full of wood chips.

He grabbed a handful of the extra pieces of wood in the air.

Finally, he sat back on the horse, followed the horse, crossed the rope of the finish line, and ran to the finish line at the last minute.

The horse under Duanmu Xingchen's crotch was still jumping up and down frantically, roaring and wailing.

Countless little eunuchs ran over, forcibly grabbed the horse, and quickly helped the frightened Duanmu Xingchen down.

The horse screamed and fell to the ground with a sudden collapse, foaming at the mouth.

Everyone just thinks that the horse is too tired, and they are only concentrating on comforting the frightened Ten Princes, who will care about the life and death of a horse?

The silver needle sneak attack, Duanmu Xingchen will not poke it out, and the bitter fruit he planted can only be swallowed by himself.

At this time, he looked at the big bag full of wood chips that Baili Lethe was carrying, and he even wanted to die.

The other party's pocket is twice the size of his own.

Twice as big!

How many pieces of wood do you have to have?

Baili Lechuan carried a bag full of wood chips, and also dragged a large handful of wood chips in his hand, and handed it to the examiner.

The examiner's eyes were straight.

Looking at this time, it means that the prince of Duanmu Xingchen lost, and he lost very badly.

The examiner asked tremblingly:

"Ten princes, do you still need to count?"

Duanmu Xingchen kicked over angrily, gritted his teeth and roared: "Count, count Lao Tzu!" ”

At this time, Duanmu Fusu and Hua Weiyang rushed over.

As soon as Duanmu Fusu saw the wooden chips piled up like a hill in the Baili Lethe River, he immediately said with a smile:

"Hurry up and count, and announce the results of the game after counting."

The examiner wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, called two little eunuchs, and lay on the ground to count their wooden chips.

The two little eunuchs, with trembling voices, carefully counted the pieces of wood for them.

On their left and right stood the Eighth Princes and the Ten Princes, eyeing them fiercely, and no one dared to miss the count.

In a few moments, the number of wood chips was counted.

Three hundred pieces of Duanmu Xingchen.

There are more than 600 pieces of Baili Lethe River.

Their horses also run into the finish line with their front and back feet, and there is no delay problem.

Under Duanmu Xingchen's murderous gaze,

A trembling voice loudly announced:

"In the horse racing competition, Baili Lechuan picks up 600 pieces of wood, and the ten princes pick up 300 pieces of wood, and Baili Lechuan wins."

Hua Weiyang happily hugged Baili Lechuan and kissed him fiercely, screaming and jumping, happy like a child.

At this time, countless people poured up.

As a matter of course, they desperately congratulated Duanmu Xingchen:

"Congratulations to the Ten Princes, congratulations to the Ten Princes, you must have won."

They are betting all their wealth on Duanmu Xingchen.

As long as he wins, then, they can make a good profit.

It's really three years without opening, and three years after opening.

These people who bet on Duanmu Xingchen are all happily dreaming of the Spring and Autumn Festival.

The assessment manager reminded tremblingly on the side: "That, it's the son of Lechuan who won." ”

Several princes who ran over smiled and said:

"I know, it must be the old ten who won, let's hurry up and divide the silver......"

"What do you say? Lethe Childe won? Old Ten lost? How is this possible? How can it be? ”

"Old ten, you accompany my silver, my silver, my ......"

A few crazy princes pounced on Duan Mu Xingchen's clothes and tore them.

Followed by a group of black oppressive people, hearing the news, they howled like a dead father.

On the racecourse, there was a cry that shook the sky and mourned.

There were also a few guys who bet so much that they fainted to death.

Duanmu Xingchen's handsome face turned from white to red at this time, from red to black, and finally turned into miserable white.

He glared at Baili Lechuan and Duanmu Fusu hatefully, stepped on a horse next to him, and flew away......