Chapter 212: Not sour?

This crazy dragon-horned horse from Li Kuang is extremely good. It may not work for thousands of days, but it can still be done for thousands of years.
Because this is a half-step beast king-level dragon-horned horse, originally a mount of Xuan Wang's general, but was captured by Li Kuang, this time he rode on this dragon-horse.
At this moment, Li Kuang in the tavern was drinking, but there was a noise from outside.
"Who's the Dragon Wildebeest, I want it, Master."
The arrogant voice came in from the outside.
The junior in the tavern hurried out.
"This man ..."
Xiao Er's voice sounded loudly, but without saying a word, he was thrown in directly from the outside and hit the ground directly, smashing his head and bleeding.
In the martial arts continent, everyone practiced martial arts. The tavern also practiced martial arts for a few years, but was beaten directly and thrown into the pub.
The shopkeeper behind the counter was yawning and jumped up like a cat with a tail on it.
"Who's Dragon Wildebeest, if no one claims it, this little man will be taken away."
That arrogant voice sounded again.
"what……"
The shopkeeper quickly rushed out and saw the young master Jinyi, shaking the fan with his hand, looking around. One of his men was untying the reins on the horse stump.
When the fat shopkeeper saw the young master with white teeth and red lips, he was two heads large.
"Feng, Feng Shao, why are you here?"
The fat shopkeeper nodded his head and said that the sweat beads of soybeans rolled off his forehead.
"Why can't I come here?"
That shao-Leng Road, he was only fifteen or six years old, younger than Li Kuang, but he was so stupid.
"Which dragon horse is this? If no one claims me, it will be taken away."
The boy named Feng has just entered the town of Xiaoshan, and he saw the dragon horned horse in front of the tavern at a glance. This dragon horned horse is really good at selling, the golden dragon pattern on his body, and the pair of dragon horns. .
I didn't expect a small mountain town to meet a superb dragonhorn horse.
"This ... this ..."
The shopkeeper constantly stretched his hands to wipe his sweat. Feng Ling, the young master, was offended. Xiaoshan Town is located at the junction of Yunzhou and Xuanzhou. The mountains are dense and dense. This Feng often brings people to hunt nearby.
This fat treasurer is naturally the young master who recognizes this family.
Feng family is awesome. Today's Princess Yun is from Feng family. In Yunzhou, the king of clouds is the biggest, but sometimes the king of clouds also has to listen to the princess.
The owner of this house is also the owner of Xishan City. This Xishan city is much larger than Yunwu City and its power is much stronger. The city owner Feng Dongchen is a congenital master.
The geographical location of Xishan City is sensitive, and it is one of the channels for Xuanzhou to enter Yunzhou. The city's main guard is here, holding heavy soldiers.
Feng Ling is the grandson of Dongfeng Chen.
"What this and that, I want this horse."
Feng Ling directly signaled to his followers to take away Li Kuang's dragon wildebeest.
Although this longhorn horse is a war horse dedicated to the Xuanzhou Cavalry, it is not limited to the Xuanzhou Cavalry.
"I'm afraid you can't afford it!"
Just then, a voice came from the tavern.
"Who is talking, get me out."
Feng Ling was angry at the tavern.
"Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers."
A young man in black came out of the tavern, and saw that he was holding an altar of wine in his right hand, and a mellow scent of perfume filled.
"This horse is yours!"
Feng Ling looked up and down the young man in black. Do you tease me?
At first sight, this guy was just a warrior who forged the bones, and Feng Ling suddenly showed no contempt. One of the slaves he carried had a six bones!
"Good!"
Li nodded madly, then groaned and drank a few sips of wine, wiped his mouth with his sleeves, and looked at the boy in Jinyi with a smile.
This goods is not nonsense, and directly took out a gold bar and threw it at Li Kuang's feet.
"What do you mean?"
Li Kuang didn't go to pick up gold bars. Gold and silver were of no use to him. What was he going to do? This is just the currency of ordinary people.
For warriors, spirit stone is the currency in circulation.
A small piece of inferior stone is worth not knowing how much two gold.
"Why, too few?"
The Ling gave a scornful look at Li Kuang and took a gold bar from his body and threw it at Li Kuang's feet.
Seeing Li Kuang didn't even look at the gold bars under his feet, it was even worse.
"Not enough?"
Feng Ling was angry.
"The boy is not uplifting, these two gold bars are enough to buy your dragon horse, what else do you want?"
One of Feng Ling's men pointed at Li Kuang loudly.
"Cut, neat things, just want to buy my horse?"
Li Kuang said dismissively.
"vulgarian?"
Feng Ling's men glared at Li Kuang, two gold bars, each of which was twelve, and two were twenty-two, enough for two years for ordinary people.
"Good breath, what do you want, or make an offer!"
Feng Ling stared at Li Kuang.
Li Kuang groaned and said, "Since you want to buy my horse, I will bear it with you. In this way, the horse of a hundred inferior spirits is yours."
"what……"
Feng Ling's chin almost fell to the ground.
"You tease me?"
Feng Ling was furious. Although he was a grandson of the Feng family's owner, he had only one good stone for one month.
One hundred dollars, but that's one hundred months of expenses!
"You can't afford it, just roll it out for me."
Li Kuang hates this kind of deceitful guy. He doesn't have the ability to go out and be killed sooner or later.
"Dare to disrespect our master?"
Feng Ling's two men rushed towards Li.
"This ... something to discuss!"
The fat shopkeeper is anxious.
"The guy who forges the bones of Wuzhongtian also dares to arrogantly in front of our young master, and seeks death!"
A Tsing Yi servant smashed directly at Li Kuang with a punch!
"Humph!"
Li Kuang threw the jar of wine out of his hand ~ EbookFREE.me ~ He slammed the guy's head fiercely, then kicked him and kicked the guy out.
"Do you dare to hurt people?"
Another Tsing Yi servant roared and hurled at Li Kuang, hitting a fierce tiger down the mountain fist. He was full of momentum and looked like a king of fierce beasts.
However, Li Kuang stepped directly on this guy's face and immediately stepped on this guy. The tiger instantly became a sick cat, a shoe print on his face, a long nosebleed, and a few teeth were missing. Can't stand on the ground.
"I just ask you to be sour and not sour."
Li arrogantly stood up, domineering side leakage.
"you……"
The young master Feng Ling was stunned by this scene.