"Drive, drive, dodge, dodge, out of control"

As soon as he entered the capital, Yang Fan heard cheers behind him, and it was still a female voice.

Yang Fan looked back, and was stunned for a moment, a little funny.

I saw a woman speeding in a cart without horses.

This kind of carriage is a bit like the horse-drawn carriage in Europe and the United States in the nineteenth century, the only difference is that it is not horse-pulled, and Yang Fan also felt some different aura from the carriage.

Reiki is different from true element power, and simply put, it is more appropriate to have true element power that has not been processed.

The aura of the Five Sources Continent is sufficient, and the different aura that Yang Fan feels is infused with his true yuan power from the spirit stones that have been used up, which leads to the difference between the aura and the true yuan power, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is impure true yuan power.

The aura in the spirit stone is the purity that is most different from the aura in the outside world. The difference between the aura of the spirit stone and the true yuan power is that after the processing of the body, the true yuan power is mixed with its own breath and attributes.

The carriage was getting faster and faster, and none of the monks passing by dared to step forward and pull it.

Gradually, the carriage got closer and closer to Yang Fan, and the woman above also found Yang Fan standing still.

"Get out of the way! I can't stop!"

From the first appearance of the carriage to the close proximity of the carriage, Yang Fan only slightly understood the power source of the carriage after careful observation.

There is a large array on the carriage, which is not of high grade, but it has a lot of effect, and the only role is to be able to drive the carriage forward.

On the carriage, there was a medium-grade spirit stone at the eye of the formation, judging from the chaotic true yuan power and aura for several years, this medium-grade spirit stone had been repeatedly poured into the true yuan power, and there was more than one person's true yuan power inside, so Yang Fan felt that this middle-grade spirit stone was very strange.

"Is that kid deaf?

"Poor man, today another person is going to die under the Divine Horse of the Treasure Pavilion. ”

The carriage was getting closer and closer, and in the blink of an eye, it was less than three meters away from Yang Fan.

"You... Why don't you get out of the way!"

At this moment, the woman in the carriage had closed her eyes, not wanting to see Yang Fan's tragic death.

Closer, the Shenxing Horse was less than a meter away from Yang Fan.

Finally, Yang Fan slowly stretched out one hand and pressed it on the front of the carriage.

After three seconds, the girl in the carriage didn't feel the mikot hit the person, and then cautiously opened her bright eyes.

It's just that as soon as he opened his eyes, his eyes widened, and his peach-like little mouth opened and covered it with his delicate little hands, in disbelief.

I saw Yang Fan stretch out one hand and firmly block the runaway carriage, without moving half a minute under his feet.

Hiss!

The monks who were watching around gasped.

"Am I dazzled?"

An old man rubbed his eyes and said.

"How is this possible?"

A young monk in infantile deformation exclaimed.

Don't look at Yang Fan stopping Shenxingju with one hand so easily, Yang Fan almost overturned just now.

At the moment when Yang Fan touched the Shenxing Horse with one hand, a huge force came, if it wasn't for Yang Fan's temporary use of eighty percent of the force, otherwise it would really be impossible to pretend to be forced but to be grassed.

Yang Fan took his hand away, and a five-finger print appeared at the front of the car, which was deeply dented.

"You!"

On the Shenxing Pony, the woman is not very old in terms of appearance, about less than three hundred years old, so Yang Fan can see that some adolescents have rebellious personalities.

The girl jumped down, looked at Yang Fan's hand, and then looked at the sunken five finger prints on the front of the car, and an unhappy expression suddenly appeared on her beautiful face.

"Why don't you get out of the way? Money. ”

After that, the girl stretched out her little hand and asked Yang Fan for money.

Hearing this, Yang Fan was immediately happy.

"I haven't asked you for a mental damage fee yet. ”

"What?"

Although she didn't understand what Yang Fan was talking about, the girl still felt incredible and a little annoyed.

"You... Do you know who I am?

Before the third word could be spoken, the girl hurriedly stopped.

"Who are you?"

Yang Fan disagreed.

"I'm a proud disciple of the Pavilion Master of the Treasure Pavilion. ”

After speaking, the girl snorted proudly.

"Treasure Chamber?"

Yang Fan frowned.

When he first arrived, Yang Fan didn't know anything about the power of Jin Yuanguo.

But in the girl's opinion, Yang Fan must have been afraid of the Treasure Pavilion, so he frowned.

Thinking of this, the girl stretched out her hand in front of Yang Fan again.

"What is it?"

"You !!"

The girl was furious.

"You're still not from the Golden Source Kingdom, and you don't even know about the Treasure Pavilion. ”

"Don't say it, I'm really not from Jin Yuanguo. ”

"Ahhhh

The girl was so angry that Yang Fan scratched her ears and cheeks, and stomped on the ground with her feet.

"Drive!"

At this time, there was another shout at the gate of the city.

Soon, a handsome young monk arrived in front of the girl in a blue mikwalker.

"Senior sister, are you okay? I saw that your mikwalker seemed to be out of control, huh?"

Yang Fan saw that the young monk was not weak, and he had the strength of the late stage of refining. And there is also a sign on the chest that is exactly the same as the girl's chest, and the word "Treasure Pavilion" is written on the sign.

"Fifth Senior Brother, that's him. Look at the front of my car, he made it like this. ”

The girl pointed to the five fingerprints on the front of the car and said angrily.

The young monk looked at Yang Fan, then at the front of the girl's car, frowning.

"What's going on?"

Obviously, the young monk did not have the arrogant temper of a girl, and he did not scold Yang Fan as soon as he came up.

Then the girl added to the story of what had just happened.

Then he looked at Yang Fan with a look like a dead man.

"Okay, junior sister, I don't know your personality yet? It must be you, right? ”

The young monk got off the divine horse and bowed to Yang Fan.

"I'm sorry, fellow Daoist, my junior sister is used to being arrogant, please don't forgive me. ”

Seeing that Yang Fan was unmoved, the man thought for a moment and took out a token from his arms.

The girl looked stunned when she saw the token that the man had taken out.

"Senior brother, that's..."

The man waved his hand and motioned for the girl not to talk too much.

"Fellow Daoist, recently my Treasure Pavilion will hold a competition with the royal family for the Divine Horse, and at that time, the sect masters and elders of many forces will come to watch. In addition to this, you can also choose to place bets with people you like. This is the VIP token for entry, with which you can go anywhere in the arena. ”

The man's approach and etiquette made Yang Fan impeccable, and the competition of this magic horse also made him feel very interesting.

As the saying goes, don't hit a smiling person when you reach out, Yang Fan doesn't plan to hold the girl accountable.

"Thank you!"

Yang Fan hugged his fists and saluted.

The man snorted, smiling.

The man got back into the car and drove away.

The girl grimaced and followed the man.