Absolutely arrogant: The Defying Little Concubine

Chapter 35 [Fire Cloud Horse Controversy] (1)

Dagan Dynasty Prince's Mansion.

A man stood by the window, staring at the distant sky in a daze.

This person's bones are clear, well-proportioned, and his limbs are slender and powerful. Just a back view makes people imagine.

Standing behind the man is a man in his early thirties, tall, with a beard, and quite strong.

"His Royal Highness, Huo Yunma has been born, and his subordinates will lead people to capture it for His Highness."

"Don't be reckless, the Fire Cloud Horse is the holy emperor's mount, the auspicious beast of the kingdom, how can you insult it lightly."

"But... the third prince has already led a large number of people there, aiming at Xiao Fei. Whoever gets the Fire Cloud Horse wins the world. If the Third Prince gets the Fire Cloud Horse, I'm afraid..."

"Fire Cloud Horse, where the virtuous live. If there is no talent and no virtue, even if the tricks are exhausted, it will be nothing more than a waste of work."

"But…"

"Needless to say, you step back!"

The man turned around, and the whole room suddenly lit up.

This person has a straight nose, lavender lips reflecting a shimmering luster, and a pair of jet-black eyes, like stars in the night sky, which makes one unconsciously sink into them.Every move is natural, it is noble from the bone marrow.

If Meng Xiaodie was here, she would definitely recognize this person as the bronze masked man who visited the Marquis's mansion that night, and he is the current crown prince——Yang Gan.

……

Forest of Dreams, in a wide open space, dozens of people gathered here.

These people wear close-fitting soft armor, with knives around their waists and hips, strong crossbows on their backs, and a black eagle as tall as a man standing beside them. The wind doesn't seem to dare to approach, this is an iron-blooded team.

This is the Xuanying Guard who is famous in Yujing City. Everyone in the Xuanying Guard has the cultivation base of an intermediate warrior or above, and the team leader has reached the terrifying level of a martial artist. Riding on a Xuanying, he drives a ten-stone crossbow and forms an formation in the air. , Thousands of arrows are fired together, and they can shoot a hole in the sky.

It's a pity that the Xuanying is too difficult to tame. The number of Xuanying guards has never exceeded 200, but at this time there are 50 people here, which can be said to be earth-shattering.

The Black Eagle Guard is extremely lethal. A single Black Eagle Guard is nothing to worry about. An ordinary martial artist can defeat it. But once more than ten Black Eagle Guards form an formation, the power will be extremely terrifying, and a martial artist can easily shoot and kill them. , 50 people appear at the same time, I am afraid that even the strong martial saints will also be hated.

In front of the Xuanying guard, the three stood proudly.

The one in the middle is dressed in a python robe and holds great power. It is Yang Yuan, the third prince of the dynasty.

On the right side of Yang Yuan is Zuo Ge, Captain of the Xuanying Guard, and on the left is an old man in gray robe. The old man's eyes are drooping, he is getting old, but occasionally when he opens and closes his eyes, there will be flashes of brilliance. He is a peerless master.

"My sons and daughters of Xuanyingwei, Huo Yunma is a blessing for me to show up in my career... It's time to test everyone."

"Surrender the Fire Cloud Horse."

"Surrender the Fire Cloud Horse."

……

Yang Yuan laughed loudly, waved his hand, the shouting stopped abruptly, nodded in satisfaction, and said: "There are warriors from the Xuanying Guard, and Mr. Mo is in charge, so why not worry about things failing, Huo Yunma will be my prince's son of things."

"Mr. Mo, please."

Yang Yuan cupped his hands to the gray-robed old man, who grunted, noncommittal.

"When the prince surrenders Huoyunma and becomes the great treasure, let's see if you, an old man, dare to be arrogant in front of me."

A cold light flashed in Yang Yuan's eyes, and he scolded the old man in his heart, but on the surface he didn't dare to offend, even if he was the prince, he didn't dare to offend the old man surnamed Mo who was a martial saint, especially now When relying heavily on him, I dare not be disrespectful.

(End of this chapter)