Young Master Yun

The dew in the morning sun was still lingering on the grass, and the sound of two galloping horseshoes sounded on the broad road.

Two handsome young men galloped on their horses, talking loudly along the way, and the loud laughter continued to spread, so that the pedestrians who hurried on the road in the morning couldn't help but cast their eyes on it.

A man in white clothes and a white horse, the young man's handsome face is as resolute as a knife cut, and his well-proportioned figure also shows his attractive physique. His cheeks are so handsome, but he has a different kind of delicacy. On his slightly thin body, the light blue robe flutters in the wind, making him look extraordinary.

These two people are naturally Luo Qingshan and Yun Hao who came out of the City of Mercy. Luo Qingshan was wearing a pure white shirt, while Yun Hao was covered with a blue robe. It has been the third day since he came out of the City of Mercy. At this time, there was not much distance left to the border of Piaoyu Empire.

The horse galloped for a while, so it was a little tired. Looking at the sun, the two found a tea shop on the side of the road to rest their feet.

Luo Qingshan led the horse to the tea shop, and said to Xiao Er who came out to meet him: "Take care of our horse, we have to go on the road later." Xiao Er.

Xiao Er smiled obsequiously: "Don't worry, you two, I promise to take good care of your horses, and make them refreshed when you go on the road later."

Luo Qingshan handed over the reins to the boy, and immediately waved his hand to let him take over Yunhao's reins, and the two chose a relatively clean table to make it.

The store quickly served two cups of green tea, Yun Hao and the two said this in a low voice, and they also picked up the teacups and drank the herbal tea in one gulp.

The herbal tea shops on this roadside are all supported by simple wood, and finally a layer of monster fur is simply covered on the top. Even the tables and chairs in the shop are a bit rudimentary.

But for these, the two of them didn't care at all. Instead, a few big men at the next table glanced at them from time to time.

"Second brother, look at those two little white-faced horses, they look like top-grade Dawan horses. If we get one out, our cottage won't have to go out to seek bad luck from others this month." A tall middle-aged man The person quietly moved to the ear of another man with a scar.

The scarred man frowned, and the slanted scar on his face also lifted up. He frowned and said, "I'm afraid these two boys are not from ordinary families..."

The other people looked at the scarred faces and hesitated, and they all whispered: "Second brother, what are we afraid of? Isn't your cousin a guest in our cottage? If something goes wrong, let your cousin solve it. , what's more, there are two horses here, and it's a full two months' rations to go out, and the brothers can eat delicious food and drink spicy food, and they can rest for two months."

The scarred face knew a little about these men who were bleeding all day long and wanted to live a peaceful life for two days. After hesitating for a while, he thought about his cousin who was sitting at home, and suddenly there was a hint of evil on his face. Come, said: "Okay, let's do this vote."

After finishing speaking, he slapped the table and stood up. Although it was early spring at this time, the weather was still cool, but the scarred man was simply wearing a vest, with strong chest muscles and eight-pack abs. They're all unabashedly exposed.

Dao Scar walked to Yun Hao and the two with a smile on his face, and said with a smile: "You two brothers, I watched there for a long time, and found that neither of them seem to be locals?"

Behind Scarface, a group of ruffian-like guys surrounded Yunhao and Yunhao in the center.

The owner of the teahouse suddenly had a bitter face, and shook his head helplessly: "Oh, these guys who are full and have nothing to do are going to grab things again, I hope they don't smash my tables and chairs again..."

The waiter in the shop saw that the situation was not right, exchanged a glance with the shopkeeper, and hurriedly ran to clean up the tables, for fear that all the tables, chairs and benches would be damaged in a fight.

Yunhao and Luoqingshan looked at each other, and couldn't help laughing out loud. They looked at the scarred man jokingly, and said, "Yes, we are indeed not from the local area. What can this elder brother teach you?"

Seeing the relaxed smiles of the two people facing danger without fear, the corners of the man with the scar twitched. An inexplicable feeling of uneasiness quietly rose in his heart, his throat rolled, and the man with the scar suddenly regretted his recklessness.

However, although there is remorse, but at this moment, the arrow is on the string, and there is no room for repentance.

"Hey, I must be thinking too much. I've seen a lot of little boys from rich families. It's pretty good to have five or six swordsmen. These two guys must be pretending to be calm. As long as I Threatening them, they will immediately obey." After some encouragement in his heart, the man with the scar forced a smile and said: "I have taken a fancy to the two Dawan horses, and I wonder if you can sell them to us at a price."

The two looked in astonishment, then Yun Hao shook his head with a smile, and said bluntly: "Because we still have to hurry, so the horse cannot be sold."

Luo Qingshan picked up the teapot and slowly poured tea into the teacup, and said lightly, "Hey, brother Yun, don't be so hasty to reject others, I just want to know how much you paid for our horse, big brother. "

The man with the scar groaned twice, then he was urged by his subordinates' winks, and said, "200 taels of silver!"

Yun Hao laughed loudly and said: "What this big brother said is really funny. If our horses are bought in a regular horse market, we can't get them without 5000 taels of silver. When the big brother said this, hehe, we can only buy them. Say three more words, I really won't sell it!"

Being rejected so flatly, even the man with the scar could not help but change his expression. Seven or eight of his subordinates even pulled out bright knives from their waists, intending to intimidate these two rich men. People forced them to sell their horses.

Seeing their skillful thinking, they were obviously repeat offenders, Yun Hao couldn't help raising his brows, and the red fighting spirit on his palm slowly floated up.

The scarred man laughed twice with an ugly face, and said: "It's a pity, whether you sell it or not, I will take these two horses away, Zhao Xiaoliu, do it!"

As the scarred man's voice fell, five or six steel knives were put on the necks of the two of them in an instant, and the tall man called Zhao Xiaoliu slowly ran to Take the horses at the stables on the side of the road.

Yunhao slowly drank the tea poured by Luoqingshan, and then slowly stood up straight, and the faces of the men with the knife all shouted nervously: "Don't move, if you move again, I'll chop it off."

Ignoring the buzzing of the flies, Yun Hao directly turned his cold gaze to the man with the scar, and said coldly, "Today, try moving our horses."

The man with the scar had some scruples at first, but when he saw that the young man didn't seem to put himself in the eyes at all, the nameless anger suddenly burned, and he couldn't help saying: "I want to move! Zhao Xiaoliu, Why are you dawdling, kid, hurry up and lead the horse away!"

"Boom!" Yun Hao punched violently, and in the astonished eyes of the crowd, he hit the scarred man's chest directly, and immediately knocked the man out, and the owners of the steel knives were also shocked , Immediately swung the knife sharply and chopped down.

"Qiang, qiang..." The blade touched Yunhao's neck, and his figure was faintly shattered, turning into little traces of energy and dissipating between the sky and the earth, causing the knives of several people to collide together.

Luo Qingshan also made a sudden move at this time, and the cup of hot tea just poured in his hand was mercilessly thrown behind him, and there was a scream of screams, and his figure suddenly moved an inch to the left, and he was staggered to look down. The swift steel knife.

The steel knife slashed on the bench, and immediately cut a big gap in the rough wooden bench. He slammed the bench back with his palm, and Luo Qingshan's figure also floated up. It was a perfect landing, and the bench that was blown out directly hit the chests of the people behind with an arrogance, immediately knocked them flying, and blood spurted out of their mouths.

The man with the scar suddenly got up, seeing this one-sided scene, his face turned red immediately, and his eyes were blazing with anger.