I Am Not Really The Second Generation Of Immortals

Kangdang...

The magic rope that bound Fengyun Baima fell to the ground.

Feng Wenlin personally led Fengyun Baima to An Bulang, and completed the handover.

This scene caused a commotion in the surrounding area.

Countless mortals and monks turned their eyes to An Bulang, with curiosity and surprise in their eyes.

A thought arises spontaneously in their hearts.

This young man in white is a local tyrant!

Jiang Yongtai looked at all this in front of him with a dazed expression.

He just wanted to attract an ordinary passenger, and wanted to sell the Escort's Rent Beast, but the other party actually bought the Escort's Store Beast...

Jiang Yongtai always felt that this was not true, but he was so real when he saw the gratified and approving eyes that the head of the bodyguard cast on him. The heated discussions around and the applause of the rest of the Escort reminded him that all this is indeed true!

Congratulations, Fellow Daoist Bulang, on the promotion of Fengyun Baima! Chief Ben Beast's usually calm and prestige face, with a rare eager smile on his face, congratulated loudly.

This horse looks pretty good. An Bulang was holding the horse with one hand, and gently stroking the horse's head with the other. It felt good to the touch, soft and warm. Not only did it not smell like a horse, but it exuded a faint fragrance.

Fengyun Baima didn't spit at him, nor ran or barked, but those brown eyes looked at him with some contempt.

Haha, as long as Fellow Daoist Don Lang likes it. Feng Wenlin said cheerfully.

An Bulang likes to mention Fengyun Baima, which caused a lot of sensation in this place where tens of thousands of people gather. Where there are people, there are melons. There were indeed quite a few people eating melons, and he even noticed some malicious eyes from a few Daona monks in the spiritual realm.

But no one would plan to make a move at this time.

Brother Bulang, can we really ride it? Ji Yinyin asked excitedly.

She likes this horse very much, it is snow-white and tall, and there is a special effect of white mist under its feet, which completely satisfies her fantasy of a tall, white and handsome horse.

Of course you can ride it. What do you do if you don't buy it? An Bulang said as a matter of course.

When Feng Wenlin heard this, his expression didn't change much, but he took a few steps back silently. Anyway, he has already said what should be said, and what happens next is completely none of his business.

The rest of the Escort members also looked at An Bulang strangely.

They also recalled how a few months ago, the Chief Escort wanted to ride Fengyun Baima, but was thrown off by Fengyun Baima and kicked a few times.

This horse, even the top experts in the Tianyuan Realm can't conquer it, how can such a handsome young man conquer it? No one would believe it anyway.

They watched silently, in fact, they all wanted to see the scene of the boy being beaten by reality.

At this moment, Jiang Yongtai couldn't help standing up: Fellow Daoist, Fengyun Baima is arrogant and extremely difficult to tame. If you ride on it rashly, you may be thrown off by it! Otherwise you Let's take care of it for a few years, cultivate and develop feelings before riding!

An Bulang took a deep look at the middle-aged Taoist priest, nodded and said, Don't worry, I will pay attention.

After speaking, he stood in front of Fengyun Baima.

Fengyun Baima is three feet long and almost ten feet high, so An Bulang has to look up at it.

An Bulang looked at Fengyun Baima, and said: I know you can understand me, you are already my horse. I will ride you next, please be obedient.

Fengyun Baima looked at An Bulang, with his mouth open, as if he was smiling, his pupils were full of contempt, as if he was saying: Dare to ride me? Just by you? Try it if you dare.

An Bulang was still looking at Fengyun Baima, but his pupils had gradually turned into the color of pure gold at some point.

Fengyun Baima was still looking down at the young man in front of him, but for some reason, after seeing the golden pupils, he felt a faint feeling that he didn't dare to look directly.

I know, you think I'm not worthy to ride you... An Bulang said.

At this time, his pupils seemed to have magical powers. Fengyun Baima didn't dare to look directly at An Bulang but didn't dare to look away, as if he was attracted by something.

In the next moment, Fengyun Baima saw an unprecedented world.

Everything that happened in that world shocked its soul.

There is a man in white clothes, who from time to time drives the dark real dragon to break through the sea and turn the clouds, and the wind sweeps the sky. Sometimes he would sit on the Burning Sky Suzaku and watch Wanhuang worship. Sometimes when I am bored, I can even ride a Void Time Whale of unknown size to swim in the sea of ​​stars...

Every existence in the world it sees is legendary to it, and even a great existence that refreshes the world view, and they are all willing to be the mount of the man in white.

And the white-clothed man in the picture is a young man who looks harmless to humans and animals! !

Fengyun Baima's expression gradually became dull, as if his mind had suffered an unprecedented shock.

It really wants to say that everything it sees in front of it is an illusion, but its deep feeling as a beast tells it that it is not just as simple as the picture, it is indeed a shocking existence beyond imagination! And those existences were actually very happy to be ridden by the young man in front of him! !

Plop...

There was a clearly audible sound.

It broke the silence outside the door of Benshou Pavilion.

All the onlookers widened their eyes.

Chief Escort Feng Wenlin even covered his heart and almost couldn't catch his breath.

They saw that the tall and proud Fengyun White Horse, which no one could tame, suddenly got on its knees and knelt in front of the white-clothed boy!

Little Ma, meet Master Bulang! A clear voice suddenly sounded.

After finishing speaking, Fengyun Baima seemed to feel that he was not pious enough, and suddenly the two long legs behind him also knelt down, and then the two front legs were stretched flat on the ground, and his head hit the ground heavily.

Boom!

Five-body cast!

Everyone: ...

Everything that happened in front of them has subverted everyone's imagination.

Even Ji Yinyin, who had never seen this scene before, opened her small cherry mouth with a look of shock.

You can still talk? An Bulang laughed.

I usually disdain to speak human language, and usually speak horse language, but for the sake of master, I will say whatever you want me to say! Fengyun Baima said in a pious tone.

Hearing these words, An Bulang suddenly remembered that Yu Aotian, whom he had met in Canglan Country, was also extremely proud. Now when he looked at the white horse prostrating himself, he felt an indescribable sense of wonder.

An Bulang got on his horse, Fengyun white horse supported the young man, stood up again, raised his head proudly, glanced at the surrounding onlookers, his eyes were disdainful, even Feng Wenlin didn't pay attention, as if everything before occur.

An Bulang then said: Fengyun Baima is too ugly, from now on you will be called Bailongma.

Fengyun Baima trembled when he heard the words, and almost knelt down again.

dragon! The name given by the master actually has a dragon! !

Is he implying something?

Yes! Master! I will be called White Dragon Horse from now on!! Ma'er trembled excitedly.

An Bulang smiled, and had an interesting plan in mind.

Just when the girl was in a daze, An Bulang reached out to her, with a gentle smile on her delicate face, and said, Yinyin, get on the horse.

The girl looked at the boy in white who was riding a white horse, the silhouette under the backlight, the outstretched palm and the smile, she was a little crazy.

Yeah! Ji Yinyin tried her best to suppress her nympho mood, took An Bulang's hand, jumped onto the tall white horse with her strength, then hugged An Bulang's waist naturally, and leaned her head against An Bulang's hand. Lang's back, feeling the rare warmth.

Hey, don't hug you so tightly! An Bulang frowned.

I'm afraid the horse will be bumpy. Ji Yinyin pouted her small mouth and said softly.

Fengyun Baima sneered: Just talk nonsense to me, I run like the wind, smooth like the clouds, never bumpy, you are insulting my ability!

Ji Yinyin: ???

Is it a question of insulting your abilities?

Show me, I'll show you what a real white horse without bumps is called! The white dragon horse screamed, and white mist rose from its four feet, and it quickly ran forward.

Its running movements are no different from ordinary horses, but the key point is that every time it runs, it can adjust its height and power through the buffer of clouds and fog, so that the overall running tends to be horizontal and stable!

The figure of two people and one horse, just like this, got farther and farther away under the dull eyes of the melon-eating crowd, and finally was covered by the wind and sand, and disappeared on the Avenue of Freedom...