The role of fast wear blackened big BOSS

Chapter 1249 Immortals cannot become immortals (6)

"It's as if someone has no background, boy, the young master is also someone you can't afford."

Someone bumped into him, and Liu Xianghe wasn't afraid at all.

Liu Xianghe laughed badly, and slapped the horsewhip in his hand on the ground, making a loud sound, which made them back away in fright.

Liu Xianghe hit the horse again with a whip, and the horse started to gallop, he pulled the reins violently, the horse raised his legs high, and leapt over the man's head.

Didn't mean to talk much at all.

Liu Xianghe didn't care how the people behind him jumped.More disputes are prone to trouble, and this approach seems to be very arrogant.

What Yoo Sang-hwa wants is arrogance.

Jin Ge, Jin Wu and others frantically chased after their heirs.

Liu Xianghe rode his horse in the imperial capital, a young and energetic young man, showing off wantonly.

That is a scene that many people cannot have in their lifetime.

Liu Xianghe had only been riding for a while, and the horse was out of his control, and it was rampaging on the wide street.

A cold light flashed in Liu Xianghe's eyes, and he didn't understand why the horse was out of order.

"Step aside!"

"Get out of the way for this son!"

Liu Xianghe shouted loudly.

Trying hard to control the mad horse.

It rushed all the way, knocked down many stalls, and made a mess of the street.

Seeing that he was about to bump into an old man, a young man in white ran out from the side, grabbed the rein, pulled hard, and forcibly pulled the horse to turn.

She flipped back, pulled the jade flute around her waist with her left hand and turned it around, and a short blade came out, piercing the horse's neck very decisively.

Blood spurted out, and the horse let out a long howl in pain.

Liu Xianghe put his feet on the saddle, jumped up, and landed firmly on the ground.

His horse fell down.

Liu Xianghe looked at the young man who killed his horse. He was dressed in white, embroidered with bamboo leaves, and wore a white cloak. His hair was tied up with jade hairpins. He didn't wear a crown, which means he was not 20 years old.

"You pay for the young master's horse!"

Liu Xianghe stretched out his hand and pushed the man.

The youth stands firmly and has not been affected.

She frowned slightly, pulled out the dagger sharply, turned around, took out a handkerchief to wipe the blood on the dagger, and said coldly: "In the imperial capital, at the foot of the emperor. How dare you ride a horse in the street and endanger the common people? How dare you act recklessly?" .”

Looking at the young man, Liu Xiangru was slightly taken aback, her heart beat inexplicably faster, and a very special feeling came over her.

This person is an official of the fourth grade, and the Shaoqing of Dali Temple Baijiao.The sky is a genius, smart and decisive.

At the age of nineteen, before reaching the crown, he was exceptionally promoted by His Majesty to be the Shaoqing of Dali Temple, which shows his ability.

Qinglang is like pine, elegant and orchid, calm and relaxed, but also decisive, with both skill and wisdom.This young man is not some embroidered pillow.

Liu Xianghe Duan's arrogance was incomparable: "Just ride a horse, the imperial capital is so big, why don't you let you ride a horse?"

Jin Ge and Jin Wu dared to come with a group of people in a hurry. Jin Wu had an arrogant posture: "Who are you? How dare you hurt my family's son's good horse."

The Baizhe people also quickly surrounded the surrounding area to clean up the scene and maintain order.

"Fan Xian, count the casualties of the people, the loss of money, Wang Jing, take the horse back to Dali Temple, and ask the foreman to check the condition of the horse. Ou Xiang, check everything that happened after the son of Subei entered the city from the city gate."

Bai Zhan ordered his subordinates to do things in an orderly manner, and took out a token representing his identity from his waist: "Bai Zan, the young minister of Dali Temple, Liu Xianghe, the eldest son of Subei, please follow me to Dali Temple. I think, You don't want a warrant out, do you?"

Bai Yan could guess the identity of this person without asking.

Bai Chan has seen all the high-ranking officials and nobles in the capital, even if they have been here once or twice, Bai Chan will still remember them.

(End of this chapter)