This witch, please stay

Chapter 114
I saw that half of the body of the white horse was slightly sunken, with blood dripping from its mouth, as if it was returning to the light, a pair of big eyes that gradually became cloudy suddenly became clear, and it was difficult to lift its head from the ground, and took a deep look at that With a glance at the dog legs, a pair of thick mouths opened, forming three exaggerated mouth shapes, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he just "woo woo" a few times, spit out two mouthfuls of blood, and then kicked his legs , died of exhaustion.

The white horse has a spirit. In the moment of life and death, he saw clearly which bastard was driving the car.

It's just a pity that I still haven't cultivated to the state of being able to utter words, so in the end, I couldn't send a "farewell message" to the one who killed a thousand swords.

As for Xun Ming, it doesn't mean to blame at all.

No, and I dare not.

His eyes were suddenly muddy, and a blood-stained horse's head smashed to the ground, and then there was the sentence "Master! Your horse is gone!" that almost sent Zhang Qiu away.

He was obviously one of the parties involved, but Xun Ming, who had been eating melons from the sidelines after landing, let out a "poof" and almost lost his grip.

This buddy is a talent...

Xun Ming looked at the dog leg in the distance, and then at the unlucky son who was already a little unstable.

In the end, it was a coincidence that he met the gaze of the young man who was looking over.

Xun Ming blinked his eyes, and before the man could ask a question, he preemptively pointed at himself, and then at the wooden plaque that he had quietly worn around his waist after he landed, using A simple and honest voice that is very suitable for his current face said:

"I, the horse-rider."

Then, he pointed to the dog leg who was still standing next to the white horse's corpse.

"He, hit the horse."

In the end, he pointed to the young man who looked at him with a bad expression, and then pointed to the white horse that had suffered eight lifetimes of blood mold. He had just said half a sentence, and then he suddenly felt something was wrong and stopped abruptly.

"You do not……"

Sorry, it's easy to say.

After pointing around like this, it can be regarded as a very objective "review" of the accident process and results for the son, and then Xun Ming clapped his hands together and spread them out in front of him.

The meaning is very clear:
Your car hit your horse, why are you looking at me?
I haven't even told you about the fact that you almost bumped into my young master.

Zhang Qiu was already a little bit angry at first, but at this time he was helped by Xun Ming again. At first, he was angry, but then he wanted to turn his face, but then he thought about it again, and felt that this kid was fucking talking Seems to make sense.

So he got frustrated.

What the hell is this? !

Just between the two of them going back and forth, the pedestrians who were forced back by the out-of-control carriage formed a large circle around the carriage with a sullen expression, and continued to increase their speed as time went on. Thick.

Few of the monks in Haishanguan are good-tempered masters.

Even if he had a good temper originally, after staying in Haishanguan for so many years, there is no such thing as a good temper.

Quietly glanced at the crowd who were gearing up one by one, Xun Ming blinked, and then quietly backed away without a trace.

But before he could move a few steps like this, a few figures crashed to the ground, smashing into the "encirclement".

As the wind and dust fell, those figures appeared.

A group of three people, all in silver light armor, holding a standard long spear, looking sassy.

The three of them looked at about the same age, but they were all at the Golden Core Realm. Although the Golden Core Realm was not solid in Xun Ming's feelings, the three people's brows The fortitude and evil spirit made Xun Ming dare not equate them with ordinary Jindan monks.

It was a ferocious aura that had been battle-tested and could only come out of a pile of dead people.

If they are of the same level of cultivation, such a golden elixir and Haoran Tian's golden elixir match, in Xun Ming's view, there is almost no suspense about the outcome.

If it is life and death, it will only be faster.

This is like the soldiers on the battlefield at the foot of the mountain and the master of the martial arts hall, there is not much comparison in itself.

Seeing the person in charge came, although the monks who surrounded him were still sullen, they had no choice but to leave.

The state owns the laws of the country, and the family has its own rules. Of course, Haishan Pass also has the rules of Haishan Pass.

The only thing they feel a little pity is that the Haishanwei moved too fast this time, and they didn't give them a chance to catch the "private".

Otherwise, the second son of the Zhang family would not be able to escape with at least one punch.

unlucky!

Watching the crowd gradually disperse, Xun Ming also turned around quietly, thinking about fishing in troubled waters, the wind was tight.

But before he could turn around completely, a hand was placed on his shoulder.

"This fellow Daoist..."

Xun Ming, who turned his back to the Haishanwei, rolled his eyes, then turned around helplessly, opened his hands, and behaved cutely at the mercy of others.

Do as the Romans do, especially don't provoke officials.

Although Xun Ming didn't know it, before he entered Haishan Pass, he was already beaten by an unlucky guy with a big official hat.

Before the Haishanwei could ask a question, Xun Ming answered very naturally:

"Qiu Dingyue, a cultivator of Yezong in Dongshengzhou, the new official took office as Bi Mawen. He just came out to walk his horse. The horse belonged to his family and was killed by him."

That Haishanwei was slightly taken aback.

Is it so cooperative?

However, cooperation is cooperation, and the process that should be followed still has to be followed.

Therefore, Xun Ming, who was the first day of the new official's tenure, sat in the prison at Haishan Pass.

However, after a fairly friendly questioning, the Haishan guards who figured out what happened just let Xun Ming out of the prison.

Originally, before leaving, the Haishan guard who sent someone out of prison had the custom of "parting words", but this time the Haishan guard is really a bit painful.

How can this be said?
Be careful next time you ride a horse?

The problem is not his problem...

Besides, if he wasn't careful enough, it wouldn't just be a horse that threw himself into the street...

But Zhang Qiu didn't have a good look on his side.

The carriage was out of control, scaring the horse.

The Haishanwei who is in charge is all weird, they were all born by one father and one mother, why is this bastard so different from his brother?

Her cultivation base is rotten, and her brain is still fucking bad.

He would be able to come out on the hour every two days, if he hadn't had a good brother, he would have been able to eat all the food in the prison.

The two master and servant were sitting in that prison, one was heartbroken and breathless, the other was sleeping soundly with his head thrown back.

There was a crisp sound of the lock key being turned, and the cell door swung open. A young man in white with a red wine gourd pinned to one waist and a snow-white long knife pinned to the other waist pushed the door open:

"Go, go home."

-----------

Cheer yourself up every day (1/2)

(End of this chapter)