Become a fairy against the water

Chapter 8

Lin Qingquan asked Lin Er the direction of the stables, and strode forward. It is about eight or nine o'clock in the morning, which is called Chenshi here. Even if the horses here can travel thousands of miles a day, it will be almost noon when they arrive at the school. .

Along the way, I met a lot of servants dressed in coarse cloth, most of them were ordinary people with no cultivation base, and only a few of them were only at the first or second level of the human level.

"They are the stewards of the mansion. If the subordinates break through to the human level, they will be promoted to stewards. The stewards have a high status." Lin Er's tone was full of envy, which really puzzled Lin Qingquan.

"No matter how tall you are, you are still a servant."

"But they have cultivation, and if they have cultivation, they won't be bullied."

Lin Qingquan was silent, forgive her for not being able to understand the useless world.

"Second miss!"

When the servants on the road saw the Second Miss who hadn't shown up for a long time, they were all surprised, and felt that there seemed to be something different about the Second Miss today.

But they couldn't tell what was different, they just bowed their knees subconsciously, with a very respectful attitude, and after the salute, they themselves felt strange, how could it be like this?

If they met the Second Miss in the past, at most they just bent over casually, sometimes they didn't even bend their waists, and they could cope with calling 'Second Miss', anyway, no one would reprimand them for it.

But today's Second Miss felt so imposing that they didn't dare to fool her at all, and her knees softened unconsciously.

In fact, this is the aura emanating from the inside of the elder Jindan. Although Lin Qingquan's current body is only at the third level of refining Qi, her soul is at the middle level of Jindan, and the coercion accumulated for hundreds of years is not It's fun to say.

Lin Qingquan ignored them, didn't even look at them, and walked straight towards the stables, not caring about the suspicious expressions of these servants at all.

Strength determines everything, as long as the cultivation base is raised, not to mention these servants, even the head of the Lin family doesn't need to pay attention.

It's just that other people think the same way, and they don't pay attention to her, the useless second young lady.

"Miss Er, if you want to take a carriage, you must have the badge of the third lady (Lin Er's mother). I can't break the rules!"

The person who was talking was the steward of the stables. He was a thin man who looked in his forties. According to Lin Er, he was actually 70 years old. He broke through to the human level 30 years ago, and he has always maintained the same appearance as 30 years ago. It is also one of the reasons why everyone is so eager to cultivate, because the higher the cultivation level, the longer the life span and the younger the appearance.

Who doesn't love rejuvenation!

The steward was looking at Lin Qingquan with a squinting smile at the moment, with no respect on his face, and a bit of provocation in his eyes, as if he wished that Lin Qingquan would get angry.

"This steward is the worst. He used to refuse to send me a carriage, which made me often have to go to school." Lin Er said bitterly in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Lin Qingquan was not angry, but said lightly: "It doesn't matter if you don't have a carriage, then give me a horse!"

"Second miss, can you ride a horse? Don't fall down, the third master and the third wife are going to punish me!" The steward sneered, and the other servants beside him also laughed. No one put Lin Er, the second miss, on the In his eyes, it can be seen how miserable Lin Er was in the past.

"So you don't want to?" Lin Qingquan exhausted her patience, her tone was still calm, but those who knew her could tell that she was not in a good mood.

"I'm doing this for the sake of Second Miss, please don't get involved with Second Miss"

Before the steward had finished speaking, Lin Qingquan kicked the steward's chin. She was afraid of getting her hands dirty with her fist. Fortunately, although Lin Er was weak, he was quite tall. He was about 165 by visual inspection. Kicking this third class It is more than enough for a disabled steward.

'snap'

Lin Qingquan's kicks were as fast as the wind. She didn't use her spiritual power, but used the kicking skills of her previous life in Taekwondo. She did it in one go.

Without giving the steward any time to react, Lin Qingquan kicked again in a row, hitting the heart vein three times in succession.

The steward was only a second-tier human being. Although he was physically stronger than ordinary people, he couldn't resist Lin Qingquan's life-threatening serial kicks. The pain caused him to bend his body like a shrimp, and he looked at Lin Qingquan with hatred.

The servants around were all shocked, when did Second Miss become so powerful?

These people are all bullying and fearful people who will follow the wind. Seeing that Lin Er, who used to scold and would not fight back, suddenly became fierce, and all of them straightened their faces, not daring to show any frivolity.

Lin Qingquan stepped forward, put his foot on the manager's chest, and shouted: "Ms. Ben wants a horse to ride, and you old slave dare to push back? How dare you call yourself 'I' in front of Ms. Ben? Who will tell you?" dog guts?"

The servants around: Aren't you the Second Miss yourself?The steward said this before, and I have never seen you get angry with the second lady?

The steward yelled, as if he wanted to say something, but Lin Qingquan would not give him a chance, he tiptoed, right in the center of his heart, and now he passed out completely.

"Can I ride a horse now?" Lin Qingquan swept across the crowd, and everyone shook.

"Yes, yes, which horse do you want to ride, Second Miss?" A young man in his twenties stepped forward and smiled.

Lin Qingquan raised his eyes and looked towards the stables, where there were more than 20 fine horses, staring at her in unison, feeling a little strange.

They all looked pretty good, but Lin Qingquan didn't know how to judge horses, so how would she know which one to choose?

As soon as he changed his mind, he held his breath and let out his coercion. Qi refining stage, foundation building stage initial stage, foundation building intermediate stage, and foundation building peak stage.

At this moment, all the horses in the stables have fallen to the ground, only one big black horse is still holding on. Although its four legs have long been shaking, Lin Qingquan can see from its big eyes that it is not reconciled. '.

This dark horse is a bit interesting!
"Just this one, this horse will be my mount from now on, no one is allowed to touch it!" Lin Qingquan put away his coercion, pointing at the black horse and said.

She didn't hear anyone answering, she turned her head to look, but saw that the servants next to her were lying on the ground, shaking like sifting chaff.

The young man from before reacted quickly, forced himself to stand up, and replied respectfully: "I understand, but if other young masters and ladies want to ride, I'm afraid I won't be able to stop you!"

"It's okay, you just need to say that it's Miss Ben's special ride, and the rest has nothing to do with you."

The man agreed, found a saddle to put on the black horse, and led it out. Lin Qingquan touched the black horse, and then opened its mouth to take a look. Yes, it is a good time to be strong and healthy.

"From now on, you will be called Hei Ying, and you will belong to this young lady alone. No one can ride it. Do you understand?"

Lin Qingquan's voice was very gentle, but she used the secret technique of controlling beasts she had learned before, and imprinted her own spiritual imprint on the black horse's mind, making it only submit to herself.

　PS: I am about to sign a contract. Although I am not writing my first book, I am still very excited.

　　Some relatives said that they prefer the post-[-]s style. As the author, Lao Yang likes it very much, because Lao Yang worked hard to type out every word. Originally, Lao Yang also considered whether to write a new book when he was writing a new book. I want to continue writing chronological texts, but after thinking for a long time, I decided not to write chronological texts for the time being, and to write in a different style. First, I am worried that readers will be tired from reading, and Lao Yang will feel tired when writing by himself. Second, I want to try it myself. Other styles can be improved!

　　Lao Yang himself doesn’t know how to write, and he is very uneasy to tell the truth, but when he sees so many people supporting Lao Yang, Lao Yang has confidence. Dear friends, as long as someone reads, Lao Yang will I've been writing it down.

　　
　
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