On the mountain climbing stone steps of Qinfeng, Chu Tianming slowly climbed down the stairs with his hands on his back.

Xiaoyin was holding Zixuan wooden box in his arms, feeling happy.

The groom was half a step behind and followed with his head down.

Suddenly, the groom said, "Young Master, there are a few horse-stealing thieves at the foot of the mountain. I'll go down and send it off first."

Chu Tianming said lightly: "Just a few little bugs, no need to pay attention to it."

The groom replied: "Yes, there are a lot of young masters."

At the foot of Qinfeng Mountain, a purple bamboo forest grows.

The purple bamboos are lush in the forest, and each section seems to be carved from amethyst. The purple bamboo forest is surrounded by wisps of clouds, like a dream and illusion, full of poetry and painting.

A carriage is tied to one of the bamboos on the edge of the bamboo forest.

At this moment, the young man in brocade clothes, "Zi Qiuyun" was standing aside with his hands on his back, his eyes firmly locking at a servant who was untiing his horse.

The servant's forehead was covered with beans of sweat beads. He tried hard to do anything, but the reins that the groom tied casually did not move at all.

Seeing the servants around him go up to relieve themselves and retreat one by one, his brows became tighter and tighter, and his unhappy expression was already filled with his whole face.

When the last servant failed, a large cloud of darkness had already condensed on Zi Qiuyun's face.

He pointed at the noses of the group of people and scolded, "What a waste. They can't even untied the reins. What do you do if I spend so many sources to raise you? Get out of here!"

While Zi Qiuyun was angrily scolding, he pulled out the sword he was wearing with a clang, and without saying a word, he slashed towards the horse reins.

"If you don't succeed enough, you will have more than enough trouble, and you will waste your time in this palace!"

"Clang!"

The sword edge fell on the reins and made a sound like a rumbling sound of gold and stone. Zi Qiuyun felt a huge force passing along the sword body, which made his arm sore. The sword in his hand also broke in response to the sound and turned into fragments.

this……

The servants' eyes popped out, and there was silence around the purple bamboo forest, and an awkward atmosphere was quietly brewing.

Zi Qiuyun's face looked very ugly. The sword was broken and the face was big. If he couldn't handle a carriage today, how could he convince the public in the future?

He narrowed his eyes, and a storm was brewing in the cracks of his eyes.

The servant beside him swallowed deeply.

Some servants risked their lives to come forward and whispered: "Your Highness, the owner of the carriage seems to be here..."

Zi Qiuyun looked at the servant coldly, which made the servant sweat coldly.

"Don't be nervous." He gently patted the servant on the shoulder, "Remind that if you have merits and demerits, you will not be punished."

When the servant heard this, he felt like he was granted a general amnesty, while the other servants had a bitter expression and a sore heart.

Zi Qiuyun slowly turned his gaze to the stone steps, where Chu Tianming and the other two just finished the last level.

Zi Qiuyun narrowed her eyes.

Chu Tianming's expression was indifferent.

But Chu Tianming just glanced at him indifferently, then ignored it and continued to move forward and headed towards the carriage.

Seeing this, the groom walked two quick steps to the edge of the purple bamboo forest, trying to untie the reins of the horse.

But at this moment, a servant suddenly blocked the road and said, "Old man, let's do it slowly. This is our highness's carriage, and the idle people are waiting. Don't get too close to avoid misunderstandings."

The groom shook his head and said, "I won't joke anymore, this is our young master's carriage."

The servant was obviously a worm in Zi Qiuyun's belly. He immediately smiled and said, "The old man was wrong. It was your son's carriage before, but now it belongs to my nobleman."

The servant said calmly, but with a very sure tone. As he said that, he no longer paid attention to the groom and instead focused his eyes on Chu Tianming.

A servant is indeed not qualified to talk too much with him, the celebrity in front of Zi Qiuyun.

The servant looked at Chu Tianming, smiled and said, "The servant is ignorant, I hope my brother will be more disciplined in the future. As for your carriage, my highness wants it, you can offer a price."

Chu Tianming looked at Zi Qiuyun lightly.

Zi Qiuyun also glanced at him, then frowned and walked towards the servant.

The servant smiled flatteringly.

But Zi Qiuyun suddenly raised his hand, slapped the servant in the face with a "slap", and slapped the servant several times.

After the servant stopped, he was sweating coldly and did not dare to cover his face. He hurriedly knelt on the ground and called out his highness to spare his life.

Zi Qiuyun ignored him and looked at Chu Tianming.

First, both sides looked at each other indifferently for about a few breaths.

Then Zi Qiuyun spoke first, pointed to the servant, and said, "He said it wrong, so I hit him. Your carriage broke my sword, so from now on, the carriage belongs to me, which is considered compensation."

overbearing.

The kind of overbearing unreasonable.

This made Xiaoyin frown tightly.

But Chu Tianming is still indifferent.

"That's not my carriage, it's my groom's." He said lightly.

Zi Qiuyun looked at the groom and said in a tone of words: "That's easy to deal with. Just a servant, killing is not enough to compensate me for my sword. You can follow me with the carriage. You can drive for me for the rest of your life, which is considered to compensate me for my losses."

After saying that, he turned around and prepared to leave.

"You seem to have misunderstood what I mean, you are in the way of my groom."

The faint words fell into Zi Qiuyun's ears lightly in the wind, causing Zi Qiuyun's footsteps to pause suddenly.

"Then..." Zi Qiuyun slowly turned around, and there was a frost in his indifferent eyes, "What do you mean?"

Chu Tianming looked plain and only spit out one word.

"roll."
Chapter completed!