The cold God of War Prince is passionate about the peasant wife

The steward couldn't help but look at Bai Su and stopped smiling: "Does the girl have any other requests?"

heard.

Bai Su held his chin and thought seriously: "Even people with no skills can practice it immediately."

The steward's mouth twitched sharply.

Great.

In fact, any kind of Kung Fu can be very powerful if practiced to a certain level.

But quick.

Even those with extraordinary talents need to practice for three to five years.

Not to mention those with mediocre qualifications, ten years, 20 years, or even a lifetime...

This girl actually wants to practice a skill in a month, and she is still an ordinary person with no skills at all.

"Have you thought about it?" Bai Su asked.

The steward sneered: "Girl, what kind of practice are you doing? Wouldn't it be faster to ascend from the same spot!"

Bai Su: "..."

The steward turned his back and ignored Bai Su.

Originally, he thought the little girl was very cute because of her bright eyes and white teeth.

Who would have thought that the little girl would blame his mother for being such a fool.

You're teasing him!
Bai Su left the martial arts gym and sat down in front of a breakfast stall.

She was so embarrassed that she didn't eat enough in the morning.

So, she ordered a bowl of Yangchun noodles.

She ate the noodles and looked across.

Opposite is a fortune-telling stall, which is pitifully small.

The fortune teller was an old Taoist priest.

The figure is upright but strong, with a touch of immortality...

At this time, a strong young man passed by the fortune-telling stall.

"Little brother, I see that your head is pointed and narrow, your forehead is narrow, and your eyebrows are scattered at the end. You are destined to have a rough life!" the old Taoist priest shouted.

The young man couldn't help but stopped: "Taoist Priest, is there a way to resolve it?"

The old Taoist priest touched his long beard and said, "Yes, as long as you join my sect and practice martial arts with me, you will have a smooth life!"

The young man hesitated: "What are the requirements for becoming your disciple?"

The veteran waved his hand and said, "There are no requirements. Just pay the 100 taels entry fee."

The young man turned and walked away.

After walking far away, he turned back and cursed: "Old liar!"

Bai Su: "..."

Bai Su finished eating the noodles, paid and was about to leave.

At this time, a group of people came from the front arrogantly. They were wearing uniform black clothes and looked at which martial arts sect they belonged to.

At the head is a troika, followed by two disciples riding on each side.

This ride is fast.

The carriage is faster.

Three horses galloping together to pull a carriage, how can it not be fast?

But this is the capital, the busiest streets and alleys in the city, full of people.

Pedestrians hurriedly avoided or even fled when they saw this.

But there are also times when it’s too late.

Right in front of the carriage, a white-haired old lady was holding a three- or four-year-old grandson. She had just wiped the candy stains from the corners of her baby's mouth and straightened up when she saw three tall black horses running towards her.

That posture is enough to step someone into two pieces.

The coachman instinctively pulled the reins and stopped the three horses.

"What are you doing? Hurry up, young lady!" At this time, an arrogant female voice came from the carriage.

The coachman was puzzled: "But Miss..."

"What's wrong! If you can't hurry up, then don't keep your hands, chop them off and feed them to the dogs!" A female voice said impatiently.

The coachman's hands trembled, he looked at the old man and the young man in front of him, gritted his teeth, closed his eyes and whipped them again.

The already galloping horse ran even faster.

Boom!
The old lady was so frightened that she fainted on the spot.

The little boy opened his big frightened eyes and was so frightened that he couldn't even move.

The three black horses are all tall and fierce. If you step on them.

The person must have disappeared on the spot, and not even a whole body could be left behind.

The surrounding pedestrians couldn't bear to glance over.

Such a fast speed, unless the Great Luo Immortal comes.

Otherwise, how could any ordinary person control such three giant horses?
Does it have to be in that moment?
impossible.

Bai Su's eyes turned cold and he was about to take a step forward.

Swish!
The old Taoist priest across from him actually jumped over the fortune-telling stall with his stirrup and flew towards the speeding carriage.

He turned over and landed behind the carriage, grabbed the back of the carriage with both hands, and was carried along by the carriage at high speed.

Suddenly, his feet sank.

The sleeves of his arms broke at the same time as the ground beneath his feet.

"hiss--"

The three horses seemed to be pulled by a strong force, and they all raised their hooves and neighed.

At this time, the old Taoist priest threw his hands.

The three horses and the carriage were thrown to the ground together, and screams came from the carriage. (End of chapter)