Downstairs in Wangjiang, a richly dressed boy was looking at the white horse in front of him that had bitten him with an angry face.

Many people in the surrounding crowd seemed to know the origin of this brocade-robed boy, but they didn't gather around and point around, but just stopped here and looked at other things to do.

This kind of thing is really seen a lot in the huge Chang'an City.

After all, this magnificent city is the capital of this vast empire, and there are countless dignitaries living in it. Some streets and alleys are even more strange to walk a few dozen steps to a mansion.

And the guy who made the trouble was obviously quite famous in the city, at least he didn't see the sergeant in charge of the neighborhood come to check.

You must know that even though this is outside Chang'an City, there is no shortage of soldiers patrolling.

On the contrary, the City Guards have always been the most seen presence in this area.

"I'll kill you brute."

The young brother took out a sharp saber from the entourage beside him with his left hand, and he looked at his bleeding right hand with pain, which had a slender gash on it. You know, I haven't suffered this kind of injury since I was a child. The most powerful one was only the last time I had a dispute with the son of Li Xiang's family, and when I went home, I was beaten and grounded by his father for a month.

Originally, he saw that this horse looked strange and had a lot of aura, and wanted to go up and tease him, so he was leading it home. So he took some jerky that he had just bought from the dim sum shop, thinking that this kind of herbivorous animal would never eat meat.

Unexpectedly, sending meat to a white horse who hadn't eaten much meat since a few days was tantamount to sending a beautiful woman stripped naked to a strong man with strong physiological needs.

Dry wood and fire, just a little bit.

Xu hadn't eaten meat for a long time, and the white horse was a little anxious, and made a cut in the hand that the boy had not yet reacted to.

"Huh!"

Before the knife fell, the horse in front of him became restless, as if he knew that he was being targeted, but he could not break free from the firm reins.

"Choke!"

Brother Gongzi looked angry, he closed his eyes and slashed down, the knife missed, and was smashed by the bowl flying downstairs. A bowl of fish soup that Zhao had not drunk before Zhao Qian and a piece of fish that was only sandwiched fell on his head, making this person's appearance even more embarrassed.

The atmosphere was very awkward, because no one who passed by dared to laugh, for fear of being caught in the air. Because his surname is Yang, he has a father named Yang Guozhong.

"What a bastard!"

He looked up at the second floor of the throw. There is less of the sound of the splashing echo beside him in the past.

Before I saw it, the scene became quiet, except for the sound of footsteps coming down the wooden stairs from the second floor.

"You want to kill my horse?"

Zhao Qian walked out of the hall of the restaurant with the sword in his hand under the gaze of the guests on the first floor.

He asked expressionlessly, in a salty tone, as if he were asking a passer-by what the weather was like today.

He is changing, he knows very well, especially after relying on his own fighting exercises to improve his special strength skills to lv3, this performance is becoming more and more obvious. There are some things that he begins to point to his heart.

According to the explanation in the book, you should be about to touch something in your heart, so as to comprehend your own energy. Because everyone's qi seems to be different. For example, Li Yuncong's is like the cold of the cold light of the northern country. Ye Tianlong's anger made him brave and difficult.

Impressive.

This was Yang Xuan's first reaction when he saw the person in front of him, which made the people who saw him unconsciously lower their heads. Obviously, his expression was so light-hearted. It's a hard point.

"So what?"

Brother Gongzi carried the knife and looked at Zhao Qian, as if the knife in his hand could strengthen his courage.

His knife swung twice in the air like a bug with teeth and claws.

"What if you leave this wild horse on the street, what if it collides with the White Lotus Holy Maiden who is about to leave?"

As if he had found a reason for himself, Yang Xuan even spoke louder.

Zhao Qian ignored him, but listened to the prompt from the ticket on his wrist with interest.

"Hint: Your Fame has increased by 1 point, currently 301/500."

"Whew!"

When the white horse next to him saw his master coming, he snorted proudly, shaking his head and tail like a big dog in horse's clothing.

"Hint: Your Fame has increased by 1 point, and it is currently 302/500."

glanced at the entourage behind this young brother, and without warning, kicked this guy into the Jing River behind him. He turned around again, flicked his foot, and kicked the whole fish that had just been clipped to the ground next to his feet with only one chopstick.

"Eat it, and I won't kill you."

Zhao Qian said coldly, his face changed suddenly, and the murderous aura suddenly appeared, making this son-in-law, who was still complaining about bad luck just now, suddenly fall into the cold kiln.

even swallowed back the word "no" that was almost in his mouth. How dare he? How dare he kill here? Am I Yang Guozhong's son?

The words that I want to say in my heart have just come to my mouth.

Zhao Qian drew three points, watched the person in front of him slowly squat down and tearfully picked up the cooked fish on the ground.

When did I suffer such a grievance.

Lower mouth.

"Alright."

A voice like a heavenly voice was not said by the city guards he had been waiting for for a long time. Rather, it was the owner of the horse in front of him.

"You can go."

Zhao Qian waved at the flowers in the greenhouse, signaling himself to let him go. looked at the man and ran away without looking back.

Looking around, he felt that the city guards were definitely watching nearby, and the reason why they didn't care was that they didn't kill anyone.

Really.

Fame rose to 305 points.

turned around and went upstairs again, sat back in his original position, and let the shopkeeper, who was trembling and didn't dare to slack off, give himself another fish.

It's like everything that happened just now has nothing to do with me.

The white horse below bowed his head and ate the fish happily.

Divide-Cut-Line -

Nantianmen, a place where only one door can never be closed.

A man led a group of people to the door. There were a lot of people, at least one thousand eight hundred. Among the group, the four men who led the front walked in the front.

"The gods are going to the lower realms?"

The man guarding the door asked, looking at the man in front of him with a divine tattoo on his forehead. The people in the heavens and the earth who can let him respect the gods of heaven are few people except for Yang Jian, the god of justice.

looked at the people behind Yang Jian, but he was not disappointed that he could only guard the door here. On the contrary, Nantianmen is not a place that ordinary immortals can guard. Because this is the most trouble-prone place outside of Tianhe, there are no less than ten immortals who have been blocked back by him with the axe in his hand recently.

"Well, Djinn, I am ordered to go to the lower realm and capture the Buddha's wick."

As he spoke, he threw out a jade plaque with a mysterious pattern, and a big word "Ling" appeared on it.

"But you want to go through the Fire Cloud Cave Boundary Road?"

"No, Breaking the Boundary."

said, Yang Jian glanced at the group of people behind him coldly, and continued.

"Whether they are dead or alive is the destiny of heaven, and the decree cannot be delayed."

"Huh."

The bearded guy among the four leading people behind him sneered three times, but did not speak.