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Chapter Thirteen You Are Not King

The Pegasus on the street was about to hit the child. As the crowd exclaimed, Bai Yi suddenly felt the empty hand, Bai Yu's figure had already pounced on him, and the girl actually wanted to take the child away.

The galloping horse came too quickly. Bai Yu couldn't bear to see the child die because of it, so she rushed out, but she couldn't figure out the speed of the galloping horse. She just rushed to the front of the child, and the red horse had arrived. She had no time to rescue the child!

It was a kind heart, but Bai Yu herself was in crisis because of this. She was only fifteen years old and had a weak body. How could she block the force of the galloping horse? If she bumped into it, Bai Yu would have to take her life.

Only when he had time to hug the child, Bai Yu's head was covered by the shadow of the galloping horse. When the horse was about to knock the two weak figures away, the red horse suddenly let out a wailing cry and flew over from Bai Yu's head!

The change happened too quickly, and the people around him didn't see clearly what was going on. They only saw a little thin boy next to the girl and the child.

Bai Yi had already moved the moment when his sister found out that she had taken off her hand. When Bai Yu just hugged the child, Bai Yi instantly stepped out in front of her and kicked the front hoof that Jianma was about to lift.

When the front and rear force of the horse's front hooves were exhausted and the new force was not yet raised, Bai Yi forced all the remaining spiritual energy into his left foot and directly kicked the bones of the front hooves of the horse, causing the red horse to cross over his sister and the child, but the trace of spiritual energy in his body was completely exhausted.

The skill that is accurate is based on a kind of experience, an experience that can make people dizzy. The speed and timing of this force can be used by ordinary martial arts masters, even low-level cultivators.

During the more than a month in Yong'an Town, Bai Yi, in addition to teaching his sister to practice, he had successfully cultivated to the early stage of Qi refining, and a faint spiritual energy was generated in his body. With this spiritual energy, he could make his body light and sensitive in a short period of time.

It is just light and sensitive. That weak spiritual energy is almost useless except for the lowest-level low-level magic weapon. However, it is precisely because of this use of spiritual energy that Bai Yi can quickly get close. Otherwise, there would be so many people on the street and his body is not strong, so it is difficult to save his sister before the arrival of the galloping horse.

The red horse hit an old tree on the street in a whine. The fast horse was bleeding from the head. After struggling for a few times, it was silent again. However, the knight on the horse was unexpectedly unscathed and stood steadily on the street.

At this time, the other knights also rushed up, got off their horses and came to the first knight, and knelt on one knee to worship.

The knight who abandoned the horse was about twenty years old, wearing a blue satin brocade robe with strands of gold on his robe, looked rich and grand, and was definitely not an ordinary family, but his complexion was low and a little gloomy.

When Bai Yi saw the other party's robe clearly, his eyebrows frowned. The golden silk on the other party's brocade robe actually faintly outlined the outline of a golden dragon.

royal!

The only one who can be marked by the golden dragon in the human world is the royal family. Then the strange young man in front of him is obviously the royal family of the great country. And he dares to rush around King Jing's territory, so the other party has a great background.

"The sweaty and bloody BMW I just got was gone before I could ride it for a day. It was really disappointing." The young man in blue stared at Bai Yi sinisterly and said, "It was you who tripped the BMW and dared to hit me. I think you are tired of living."

In this sentence, the palace revealed the identity of the person who came. This young man was actually the prince of Dapu.

The other party was the prince of the Great Pu, and Bai Yi had already expected it, but the fluctuations of spiritual energy in the late stage of Qi refining appeared in the other party's body, which surprised him a little.

When Meifeng Ping regained his heart, Bai Yi said calmly: "As a royal family, he was riding a horse in the street and committing murder. Is this the way for the royal family to govern the country?"

"Ha! I am just riding a horse to play, how can I commit a crime? You corrupt scholar don't swear. Look, now my horse is tripped by you, and the people are unscathed."

The prince sneered, kicked the horse to death, and said, "I will spare you the crime of collision, but you will have to compensate this horse as much as possible, not much, just ten thousand taels of silver."

Ten thousand taels of silver, which sounds to the people, is simply astronomical. Judging from the young man wearing a simple Confucian shirt, how could he take out ten thousand taels of silver?

Bai Yu delivered the child to the other party's parents at this time. Before he could hear the couple thank him, he hurried to his brother. When he heard that he would pay tens of thousands of taels of silver, his little face was scared to death.

He looked at Bai Yi disdainfully, and the prince snorted coldly: "Look, you can't afford so much money, forget it, I have a lot of lords, I don't need you to accompany you. If the horse is gone, you can come and be a horse. Carry my palace into Prince Jing's Mansion, and it will be considered a two-day clean."

Be a horse?

Bai Yi was almost overjoyed. If this were the case in the past, if Prince Dapu dared to let him be the Immortal Lord Xiaoyao be a horse, Bai Yi would have to flatten this great country.

It was the past. Although Bai Yi has reached the early stage of Qi Refining, he is still a low-level cultivator. He doesn't care about the prince in the late stage of Qi Refining. What he cares about is a man who is still riding on a horse by the prince.

The man on the horse is about thirty years old, with weird long gray hair, very feminine, and the fluctuations in his body have reached the second level of cultivation, the foundation-building stage!

Facing the prince of Dapu and the foundation-building cultivator, Bai Yi's expression was still relaxed and natural, and he could not see any fear. He said boldly: "The saint said that he was against the minister and misled the country, and he was loyal to him. He would rather return to the fields than to be a dog or a horse. You are not a talent for wise rulers. How could I be a cattle or a horse for you?"

"You said that I am a foolish monarch!" The prince's face became even more gloomy and he said angrily.

"You are not the lord yet." Bai Yi felt a little relieved after sarcasticating the other party. Seeing that the prince was about to take off, he changed his mind and said, "I don't have a chance to let me carry you. Today we will make a bet. As long as you win, you will get what you want."

The prince was already furious when he was sarcastic by the other party. When he heard about the bet, he immediately sneered: "Okay, what do you want to bet?"

Looking at the dead horse on the street, Bai Yi said, "Just bet on this horse bone, bet on how many bones this horse has broken."

When I heard about the bet, the people around me became interested and started talking, and more and more people were watching.

"How is it a gambling method?" the prince asked.

"I bet that horse only broke one bone." Bai Yi said confidently: "If it is wrong, you will win."

"Okay!" The prince smiled grimly and ordered: "Come here, pick the horse bone!"

This is a new thing. Even Prince Jing’s mansion heard about this. The little prince Gao Ren was the first to rush out with enthusiasm, but when he saw the prince, his neck shrank and hurriedly hid into the crowd.

“No need.”

At this time, the gray-haired man who had never dismounted by the prince spoke coldly, and took back a spiritual consciousness that had already covered Bai Yi but did not find any strangeness. He said impatiently: "It's true that only one bone is broken. You have won. The prince is in charge. There is no need to waste time here. Let's go into the mansion."

After saying that, the gray-haired man walked with his horse and walked easily when Prince Jing's mansion was like a place without a man.

"Hmph, you're lucky." The prince snorted coldly, trusting the gray-haired man's remarks very much. He was not picking off his bones, and he brought people into Prince Jing's mansion.

The storm seemed to have stopped, but Bai Yi did not feel relaxed. There was a slight strangeness on the prince and the gray-haired man, which seemed to be a little different from ordinary cultivators, but what was different? Bai Yi, who now has a low cultivation level, cannot know.

"Brother Bai, Brother Bai!"

There was no more excitement to watch, and the crowd gradually dissipated. The little prince Gao Ren came over and grabbed Bai Yi and said affectionately: "I have been waiting for you for more than a month, Brother Bai is here."

"Little Prince, what's the matter with the prince coming to the palace?" Bai Yi felt that the prince was strange and couldn't help but ask.
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