"Good horse, good horse, come on, catch it for me and don''t walk away."

    A sharp voice came and sounded very excited.

    Yang Xuan and Lin Suyi looked at each other and turned around at the same time.

    But I saw a man in royal clothes shouting and commanding several servants dressed up to surround Xiaobai and Xiaohei.

    Xiaobai, in particular, had broken away from the reins at this time, but was wrapped around his neck by a rope. During his struggle, several blood marks had been pulled on his neck.

    Yang Xuan''s face sank, his fingers moved, an imperceptible golden light flashed, and the rope had been broken in two.

    At this time, the rope was tight and suddenly broke. Several servants became rolling gourds and fell seven meat and eight vegetables.

    "A group of rubbish can''t even catch a horse. They don''t hurry to change a rope."

    The man in Chinese clothes was so angry that he kicked a servant and shouted at him.

    Xiaobai was psychic. After breaking free from the rope, he trotted all the way to Yang Xuan. The horse''s head was next to Yang Xuan and muttered as if he were complaining.

    Yang Xuan''s face was gloomy. He stroked Xiaobai''s wound and gently comforted him.

    The man in Chinese clothes has a thin face, a prominent forehead, dark and turbid eyes and hanging bags under his eyes. At first glance, he is a generation of sound and color dogs and horses.

    The man in Chinese clothes was stunned when he saw Xiaobai running to Yang Xuan, and then sneered: "is this horse yours? How much? I''ll buy it."

    At this time, Xiao Hei also broke free from the reins and ran over. Lin Suyi quickly pulled Xiao hei and stroked him gently.

    Yang Xuan calmed down his anger slowly. He and Lin Suyi stayed here and didn''t want to cause trouble.

    "This horse is not for sale!" Yang Xuan looked bland.

    Lin Suyi trembled in her heart. After a long time of contact with Yang Xuan, she gradually found out Yang Xuan''s temper. The more she looked like this, the more angry she was, and she was ready to kill.

    "Good courage!"

    The man in Chinese clothes was very angry. With a wave of his hand, seven or eight family Ding came up and surrounded Yang Xuan and Lin Suyi.

    "Misunderstandings and misunderstandings, young boss, calm down."

    Seeing this, Lao he hurriedly came over with a smile on his face and said, "the young owner doesn''t know. These two are brothers and sisters who stayed last night. With the consent of boss Li, this is a misunderstanding."

    "Hmm? Is it Uncle Li''s man?"

    The man in Chinese clothes was stunned and reluctantly said, "since he is Uncle Li''s man, I don''t care if you are rude to me, but I''ll fix the two horses. Please make a price."

    Yang Xuan was impatient. Why did such brain damage appear everywhere?

    When he read online novels in his previous life, he often met such a bridge paragraph and felt bored. He thought that the author was Xiaobai when he wrote such a bridge paragraph.

    But after coming to this world for a long time, he found that no matter where, there are always some stupid brain cripples who want to jump out automatically and make people sigh.

    "I said, my horse is not for sale. Please help yourself."

    Yang Xuan didn''t look back and said faintly.

    As soon as the man''s face changed, it was very cold.

    "If you don''t respect me, it''s your blessing for my young master to take a fancy to your horse. If you don''t hurry to present the horse, what will happen if my young master gets angry?"

    A dog legged servant jumped out in an impatient tone of contempt.

    "That is, my Wang family is rich all over the world and will lose your silver?"

    Another servant ignored it and came up to snatch the reins from Yang Xuan.

    "Get out!"

    As soon as Yang Xuan lifted his foot, the servant flew out directly, hit other servants and turned into a rolling gourd.

    "How brave!"

    The man in Chinese clothes was so angry that he took out a long knife from the side and held it in his hand.

    "Misunderstandings and misunderstandings, young master, calm down!"

    Seeing that he was wrong, he quickly stopped Yang Xuan and whispered: "brother Yang, this is boss Wang''s son. His name is Xicun. He is the only seedling in the family. You can''t afford to offend him, or you can''t bear the loss. It''s just two horses. I''m sure the less boss won''t be too harsh for boss Li''s face."

    Yang Xuan looked at him with a smile: "so, do I have to sell these two horses?"

    Lao he Yichi suddenly saw something dangerous from Yang Xuan''s expression, but he couldn''t say anything later.

    At this time, several servants who fell got up and were angry. They wanted to tear Yang Xuan up on the spot.

    They were used to being arrogant and domineering with Wang Xicun. Why had they ever been so idle? At this time, they turned Yang Xuanfang over to the ground when the young master gave an order.

    Wang Xicun was so angry at this time that he was spoiled by his family. He didn''t dare to give the stars to the moon. He developed a self respecting nature. On weekdays, he was a bully at home, and no one dared to offend. This time, it was the first time for him to go out with his father to increase his knowledge.

    Early this morning, he wanted to take some people to sneak out for a stroll. When he passed here, he saw two fine horses. He was happy at the sight of hunting and wanted to take them away.

    He doesn''t care who the owner of the horse is. It''s a big deal to give more silver. Does anyone dare to refute the face of young master Wang?

    He looked gloomy and thought: what happened to the family who refuted his face last time? His wife and children were separated, and finally he didn''t kneel down in front of him to apologize, which saved his life.

    "Boy, I think you are impatient. Even my people dare to fight?"

    Wang Xicun sneered and twitched at the corners of his mouth: "now you kneel down, apologize, and then give me two horses. I can also consider giving you a horse, or hum."

    "Shit, if you dare to kick me, I''ll have to skin you."

    The servant kicked by Yang Xuan felt that he had lost face in front of his colleagues. At the moment, he hated Yang Xuan so much that his teeth itched.

    Lao he smiled bitterly and bowed to Wang Xicun. "Wang Shao, Wang Shao, I''ll forget it. Forget it. Give me Lao he a face. They''re just passing travelers. It''s not worth Wang Shao''s anger."

    "Give you face?"

    Wang Xicun sneered: "what are you? But an old man, a hardworking guy, deserves my face? Don''t get away quickly, or even fight you."

    Lao he''s face is stiff and submissive.

    Wang Xicun pushed him away and walked two steps forward. The long knife pointed to Yang Xuan with a sneer on his face: "boy, I''ll give you one last chance to kneel down and beg for mercy, or I''ll kill you."

    "Kneel down and beg for mercy, kneel down and beg for mercy!" seven or eight servants drank together, with a sneer on their faces.

    Yang Xuan''s eyes narrowed. After a long time, he said, "what if I say no?"

    Seeing that the situation was wrong, Lin Suyi was kind-hearted and didn''t want several people to die. She quickly flashed out from behind Yang Xuan, pulled Yang Xuan''s sleeve and whispered, "forget it, let''s go!"

    Just now Lin Suyi was standing behind Yang Xuan. Wang Xicun didn''t see it. At this time, Lin Suyi flashed out. His eyes lit up when he saw it.

    "Beauty, why didn''t I see you just now."

    He immediately put on a smiling expression on his face, lowered his long knife, stretched out his hand and wanted to hold Lin Suyi''s hand.

    "I don''t know what to do."

    Lin Suyi was also angry and didn''t see the momentum. His long sleeve flew up like a breeze and clouds, and instantly hit Wang Xicun''s chest.

    He was supposed to save Wang Xicun''s life, but unexpectedly, Wang Xicun dared to fight her idea and seriously wanted to die.

    "Ah!" Wang Xicun was hit by Lin Suyi''s sleeve and flew out upside down.

    "Ah, young master, young master."

    Several servants were in a mess and their hearts were pounding. If Wang Xicun had something wrong, their lives would be lost.

    "Young master, young master, are you all right?" several servants hurriedly ran to pick up Wang Xicun and asked nervously.

    "It hurts me!"

    Wang Xicun felt that he was about to fall apart. He couldn''t say a word in pain: "call me, call me, hey, it hurts me."

    Just then, a voice came: "what''s the matter? What are you doing here in the early morning without doing anything?"

    "Boss Wang."

    Lao he was surprised and worried. It was Wang Tongpu who came.

    He was supposed to adjust one or two in the middle, but he did not expect Wang Xicun to fall on the ground.

    "Oh, brother Yang, now your brother and sister are in great trouble."

    As soon as Lao he patted his thigh, he was secretly worried. After thinking about it, he quickly called a man around him, whispered a few words, and the man hurried away.

    "Dad, you can come. If you don''t come again, your son will be killed."

    Wang Xicun lay on the ground and deliberately cried loudly.

    "What''s going on?"

    Wang Tongpu came over, his eyes swept, and his face suddenly became iron blue.

    "Sir“

    When several servants saw Wang Tongpu, they quickly saluted and stood aside.

    Wang Tongpu''s face was gloomy. He came over in three or two steps, hugged his son and asked anxiously, "cuner, what''s the matter? Who beat you like this?"

    Wang Xicun turned his eyes and sneered in his heart, but his face was painful and speechless, with a dying expression: "Dad, Dad, if you don''t come again, you won''t see your son."

    He pretended to cry and squeezed out a few tears in his eyes.

    In fact, Lin Suyi''s sleeve was very skillful, and there was no sad person. Wang Xicun seemed to fly far away and had severe pain all over, but he fell and had no internal injury.

    "Who hurt you?"

    Wang Tongpu was so angry that he looked around and finally set his eyes on Yang Xuan.

    "It''s them."

    Wang Xicun stretched out his hand and pointed to Yang Xuan.

    Lao he couldn''t help looking back. He was anxious. Other guys had long avoided and didn''t dare to approach.

    There was a riot here. After a while, many people came around.

    "Isn''t that boss Wang''s son? Why was he beaten like that?" someone pointed to Wang Xicun.

    "I don''t know what happened, but it seems that it clashed with the brother and sister taken in last night."

    "As soon as you say it, it''s true that hurting boss Wang''s son is the brother and sister who stayed over. It''s really cruel."

    "Who said no, it''s good to hurt boss Wang''s son here?"

    "We killed them and took them in with kindness, but he hurt people. It''s revenge for kindness."

    "Really white eyed wolves, beat them out."

    For a time, the crowd was excited, and many people were shouting to drive Yang Xuan away.

    In the face of the public''s criticism, Lin Suyi looked at Yang Xuan worried, but Yang Xuan smiled and seemed to be thinking about something.

    "If I could refine a flying sword and fly from the sky, I''m afraid it wouldn''t be so much." Yang Xuan thought: "people are flying swords and riding cranes. No more. There are all kinds of talismans that can be used. I''m afraid I''m the only one who is a cultivator of riding a horse. It''s as funny as fighting spirit to turn a horse."

    Alas, there''s no way. Who makes him the only cultivator in the world? He has nothing and wants to start from scratch.