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Chapter 87: Being carried into the palace by Lao Cheng

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    After arriving at the Cheng family and asking some questions, they found out that Xiao Cheng was currently being taught by Old Cheng at the Cheng family's martial arts arena!

    He has been to the martial arts field many times. He refused the servant's move to lead the way. Qin Lang walked to the martial arts field with Lightning in hand.

    Old Cheng and Xiao Cheng are fighting.  No, it should be said that Xiao Cheng was unilaterally beaten by Fairy Cheng.

    Seeing Xiao Cheng¡¯s miserable face being punished by Old Cheng¡¯s punches and kicks, Qin Lang stood on the edge of the martial arts arena with a smile and his hands folded around his chest to watch.

    "Dad, Dad! Alang is here!" Xiao Cheng was kicked away by his father again and got up while rubbing his butt. With sharp eyes, he saw Qin Lang watching the excitement and shouted quickly.

    "Hehe, little bastard! Not to mention Alang is here, even if His Majesty is here today, I will have to teach you a lesson, you little bastard!"

    Lao Cheng had long known that Qin Lang was coming, but it was more important to teach his disobedient son a lesson. He ignored his son's clumsy change of topic, chuckled, and clenched his fists.

    "Dad, there must be something important for Alang to find the child, so please let the child go first." Cheng Chumo couldn't explain to his father, so he shouted as he ran.

    "Alang has already called out if there is something important. Now that he can stand aside and watch the excitement, it must be nothing important."

    Lao Cheng chuckled and chased his son: "You little bastard, don't run away. How dare you tell your mother that I drink flower wine? If I don't teach you a lesson today, you little bastard won't know how many Prince Ma has."  Eye!"

    Qin Lang's eyes widened and he burst out laughing.

    This old demon Cheng was actually sued by Xiao Cheng!  Or because of drinking flower wine!

    He stroked his chin, looked at the father and son chasing each other in the field, and thought to himself.

    Who did this old Cheng go to a brothel to drink wine with?  How could Xiao Cheng meet him?

    The same goes for Xiao Cheng. If he dares to accuse his father, he certainly needs a lesson!

    "Alang, Alang" Cheng Chumo was kicked away by Lao Cheng again. Seeing his father running toward him like lightning, he hurriedly got up and ran, calling Qin Lang as he ran.

    "Are you looking for me with something important? Don't delay!" He winked and winked at Qin Lang from a distance.

    "Uncle Cheng, I really have something important to do today. Please take a break and beat him again after I finish my work here!"

    Seeing Xiao Cheng asking for help, Qin Lang flew forward to stop Lao Cheng with a smile, patting his chest and saying to calm him down.

    "This little bastard!" Old Cheng groaned angrily and put his hands on his hips, wiped his sweat and glared at Cheng Chumo: "If A Lang hadn't begged you today, I would have beaten the shit out of you!"

    "Alang, you horse" Cheng Chumo curled his lips and straightened his eyes when he saw the lightning on the side.

    "Huh?" Lao Cheng turned around and his eyes widened when he saw Lightning standing on the edge of the martial arts arena snorting.

    "What a good horse! What a good horse!" Lao Cheng didn't bother to lecture his son and hurriedly walked towards Lightning.

    ??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????:?"Is this horse the bloodline of a sweaty BMW? It's upright and in its prime, it's really good!"

    "Where did you get this BMW?"

    "I bought it!" Qin Lang looked proud.

    When he bought the horse, Liu Qing said that he was throwing away the money in vain. Even Liu Yue laughed at him for buying lightning and wanted to kill it for meat.

    Who would have thought that he could cure lightning in such a short period of time?  Can you let him run around at will?

    "How much did it cost? Isn't this horse cheap?" Cheng Chumo silently clicked his tongue.

    This kind of BMW is not something that can be bought in a hundred years!  As far as the pedigree of this horse is concerned, it costs at least two to three thousand crowns!

    "Hehe, twenty taels!" Qin Lang's face was filled with a proud smile.

    "Twenty taels?" Cheng Chumo and Lao Cheng exclaimed.

    "Which fool uses a pearl as a stone? Tell me, my brother will buy two too!" Cheng Chumo's eyes almost popped out of his head.

    Twenty taels?  Even kids can¡¯t agree with the price!

    How stupid is the man selling the horse?  Sold it for twenty taels?

    Old Cheng nodded repeatedly, not minding his son's behavior of ruining the family at all: "Yes, if such a good thing really happens, you can't forget uncle!"

    "Tell me quickly, who sold it to you? I'll ask him to send three or five horses tomorrow!" Old Cheng Shishi opened his mouth, and he was even more greedy than Cheng Chumo.

    Cheng Chumo hugged Qin Lang's neck and said with a smile: "You brought this horse, do you want to give it to your brother?" Then he took the reins of Lightning., but he was overtaken by Lao Cheng.

    "Let me try the speed of this horse first!" Lao Cheng was like a bandit. He grabbed the reins from Qin Lang's hand without saying a word, turned over on Lightning's back, and clamped the horse's belly with his legs, like a lightning arrow.  Ran out.

    Cheng Chumo curled his lips, not daring to compete with his father after all. He put his arms around Qin Lang's neck and said while watching his father's heroic appearance on horseback.

    "It's rare that you think about my brother in everything, so my brother will accept it with a smile."

    "You have a beautiful idea!" Qin Lang dropped Xiao Cheng's arm around his neck and said: "Do you know how much effort I spent to cure the lightning? You just grabbed it? There is no way!"

    "Huh?" Xiao Cheng turned to look at Qin Lang: "Injured horse? Where was the horse injured?"

    "Where else? Hooves!" Qin Lang put his hands behind his back and watched Lao Cheng riding a horse and galloping around the martial arts arena.

    "According to the horse dealer, this horse is a war horse that was eliminated. When I bought it, the hoof was bleeding, and it was cured with great difficulty!"

    ¡°It¡¯s a worn out war horse. No wonder the price is so low.¡± Cheng Chumo envied Qin Lang¡¯s good luck.

    " However, this is not just a matter of luck. If it were me, I would definitely not spend money to buy such a eliminated horse.

    ¡°After all, if an injured horse appears at the horse market, it must have been sold by its owner because it could not be cured.  Otherwise, how could anyone sell a BMW like this?

    Even if you buy it, it may not be cured well!  Only people like my brothers can cure him with such magical means.

    "Don't you know how to ride a horse? Besides, you are a descendant of an immortal, and the price will be reduced if you go out to ride a horse! It's better to take a car." Xiao Cheng thought about it for a while but was still unwilling, so he wanted to trick Qin Lang and ask for the BMW.

    Alang doesn¡¯t know how to ride a horse at all. Wouldn¡¯t giving him such a BMW be a secret move?

    Only in the hands of a brave person like yourself can it play its greatest role!

    "Ah!" Qin Lang sighed disdainfully, seeing through Xiao Cheng's sinister intentions: "If I don't know how to ride, why don't I know how to learn?"

    "Don't even think about it. No one can try to take advantage of this horse!"

    Xiao Cheng was just about to speak when he saw his father running over on horseback like the wind. As soon as he stood in front of the two of them, he jumped off the horse impatiently and asked.

    "The sound of your horse running is wrong. Is there something wrong?"

    He is a military general who has been fighting on the battlefield for many years, and riding a horse is a common thing for him.

    He would know if the sound of the horse running was right or not.

    Qin Lang shook his head: "Uncle Cheng, there is nothing wrong with this horse. It's just that horseshoes were added to the hooves."

    "Horseshoes? What are they?" Lao Cheng looked puzzled.

    "Hehe, it's just a gadget that can prevent horseshoe wear. It's not worth mentioning." Qin Lang waved his hand, with an indifferent expression on his face that made Cheng Yaojin's hands itch.

    "You're a prodigal! Can you make a gadget to prevent the horse's hooves from wearing out? Come on, follow me into the palace to see your majesty!" Lao Cheng grabbed Qin Lang and wanted to enter the palace.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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