The carriage was driving on the winding and rugged mountain road.
It was very deserted, and you could still hear the chirping of birds on the side.
"Isn't it just that I won a few bullshit battles?
What's the point of being so arrogant?
It's possible that this imperial capital road belongs to him, King Chen.
Why doesn't he also occupy the entire Xuanyuan Dynasty?
He actually let me take such a bad path.
It's simply...
That's too much!"
A fiery male voice in the carriage nearby muttered angrily.
"You'd better shut up quickly.
Who made me the son of the current emperor's younger brother?
If you want to blame me, it's because you didn't get a good pregnancy."
Another lazy male voice comforted him, "Aolin, you are shouting here now, you Aren’t you afraid of destroying the nine tribes?”
"Hmph, destroy the nine tribes, how dare he?
He is not just General Pingxi.
My grandfather is also a hussar general given by the late emperor."
The man roared with a groan, "A veteran of the three dynasties, how could he be better than Xuanyuan, who smells like milk?"
Youchen is in trouble, do you think so?"
"It's our General Zhang who is the mainstay of our Xuanyuan Dynasty.
How can anyone compare to that?
Hahaha" "Huh, just saying grapes are sour when you can't eat them is simply deceiving yourself."
Li Zhige glanced through the curtains at the fat-headed dudes in the carriage opposite and couldn't help but sneer.
He changed to a comfortable position and continued to sleep.
"Who, who has no brains is farting?"
Zhang Aolin's face turned green, and he screamed that he wanted to cut the person into pieces.
When he didn't hear an answer, he became even more anxious.
He pointed at several carriages around him and yelled angrily: "You, you, you are still you."
The veins on his face jumped up and down, and most of them leaned out of the carriage angrily. , the originally unbalanced mentality was so angry that it almost went crazy because of this ridicule.
"Hurry up and stop their carriage for me.
Let me see who is the one who is speaking ill of me behind my back.
I am a very different person today."
As he said this, he rolled up his sleeves vigorously as if to tie them up.
Only after one fight can I be relieved.
"King Chen, what's so great about King Chen?
Believe it or not, I will kill him now."
There was a loud "Peng" sound, and Zhang Aolin fell into the solid soil ten meters away like a giant bullet.
His big head was buried deep in the pit, and his limbs struggled desperately to lie down.
A shriveled vegetable seedling shivered in the cold wind.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" Zhang Aolin let out a roar-like voice that frightened the driver and several dandies on the side of the car to pull his waving legs out of the pit.
The look was really ridiculous.
"Uh huh" Seeing that Zhang Aolin was finally about to be pulled out of the earth, a big tree above instantly fell down, pressing hard on Zhang Aolin's crotch and pushing him into the pit again.
He was excruciatingly painful, and his screams turned into one.
Puffs of dust drift underground "Bah, bah, bah!"
Zhang Aolin was finally pulled out of the mud, spitting out the dust in his mouth, and headed towards Li Zhige's carriage like crazy, holding on to the curtain, "Which bastard wants to eat your grandfather's food?"
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Fist, believe it or not” With the sound of "Peng", Zhang Aolin felt like stars were popping up in his eyes, he was dizzy, and sticky things flowed down from his nostrils.
Then a burst of pain hit him, and he lay half-lid on the carriage beside him.
The carriage moved quickly for a while "Sir, how are you?"
The coachman was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat.
He quickly helped Zhang Aolin, who was dragged into a state of disgrace by the carriage.
His whole body was covered with dirt and blood stains on his face, which really made people panic.
"It's okay."
Zhang Aolin pushed the driver away and wiped away the shocking nosebleed on his face with his big hand.
Then he put his hand on the tip of his nose and sniffed keenly.
There was a lustful light in his small eyes, and his face was beyond recognition.
With a cold and evil smile on his face, "A virgin smells good, hehehe."
"Hurry up and chase me.
I'm going to make that damn little bitch ecstasy today, hahaha."
"Wu Shan, don't do such small things yourself in the future."
Li Zhige waved the dirty fist in his hand and said calmly.
Looking at the big tree that just fell down, it should be the legendary internal strength.
It is really powerful.
"Mother, I didn't do anything, I thought it was you," Wu Shan said puzzledly while driving the carriage.
His skill in destroying the big tree just now was probably quite impressive.
Looking around, it seems there are masters in the darkness "Who was that person just now?"
Li Zhige rolled his eyes and cursed so arrogantly.
He looked quite like a human being.
"He is the direct grandson of the General's Mansion, Zhang Aolin.
The direct son and grandson of the eighteenth generation of the General's Mansion.
Because his grandfather is the founding father of the country, no one dares to offend him despite his tyranny in the imperial capital."
Wu Shan shook his head at these officials.
The disciples were very disappointed.
"General's Mansion" Li Zhige frowned slightly and turned his black pupils slightly.
Zhang Mingming is the eldest daughter of the General's Mansion.
It turns out that Li Yiyan was tied to the big tree of the General's Mansion before he climbed up to the position of prime minister step by step.
"Mother, Mingyin Temple has arrived."
Wu Shan looked around and saw that there was a lot of incense around him, but there were not many people, which was very different from usual days.
"Hurry up and go.
King Chen is coming back today.
Don't be late."
Several young girls left quickly, muttering about something.
"I heard that Prince Chen is more handsome than Pan An, he is a rare handsome man," he said shyly with a hint of blush on his face, wishing he could rush to the avenue of the imperial capital to catch a glimpse of his beauty.
"Stop daydreaming.
No matter what happens to Princess Chen, it's not your turn."
A snarky female voice mocked: "The candidate for Princess Chen must be the daughter of an important official in the court.
You little people Where does the household’s turn come?”
"As long as you know that you are the daughter of a small family" "you" The chatter finally passed.
Li Zhige slowly got off the carriage and said to the young monk beside him: "Little master, I want to see Master Yixin":