"Be careful."

In the distance, there seemed to be a girl's scream.

Tang Muchen followed his eyes and saw that the crowd on the wide road dispersed, and a girl screamed at the scene in front of her.

The little girl just stayed in the middle of the road and watched the carriage whistling in the distance.

"Good guy, I always feel familiar with this plot."

"Will I go up to save the girl later and trigger any plot?"

"First, the evil young man came forward and scolded the pretending protagonist, and then the protagonist looked like a hanging pattern and smiled as evil as the Dragon King. Then the evil young man had a funny brain and let his guards beat the protagonist violently. Instead of being hammered."

"Then the protagonist not only protected the weak little girl, got everyone's unanimous applause, but also got the attention of the princess secretly observing in the distance."

"From then on, I won Bai Fumei, kicked cockroaches and bullies, and finally reached the peak of my life."

"I'm a good guy right away."

Although the heart kept on Tucao, but Tang Mu dust also ready to make complaints about it.

There was a reason why I didn't go just now, but if I don't go now, I'm simply refuting my three views.

Eyes stared at the distance between the two.

It's about twenty meters away, but it seems to be just a moment for horses.

The left foot forced the ground, and the strong force instantly cracked the land, so as to get a huge forward diving force.

Although the distance from the little girl is a little far, it is not impossible for me to do it.

On the mainland of Tiandou City, countless pedestrians can see a dark shadow approaching the road quickly.

The little girl was about to be touched, and the carriage was about to arrive.

"Get out of here."

The coachman on the carriage shouted angrily, but he didn't stop his whip. Instead, he whipped faster.

"There may be something wrong with your brain."

Tang Muchen suddenly stretched out his big hand and was ready to catch the little girl.

The neighing of the carriage, the dancing of the whip and the startling voice of people bloomed in a small space, while Tang Muchen made a sudden effort regardless.

Hey, got it.

The big hand grabbed the little girl's soft waxy hand, made a sudden effort, and immediately hugged her in her arms.

Tang Muchen doesn't care whether her body is dirty or not. In this case, where is the time to care.

The Golden Dragon's wings suddenly opened, and the full four or five meter wide Dragon Wings immediately wrapped their bodies and prepared to leave. At the same time, Tang Muchen also kicked a carriage.

The two horses in front suddenly hissed and fell down in pain, and the carriage began to bump because of the fall of the horse.

"Asshole."

The coachman hit his head hard on the bumpy car, and a big bag bulged on his face.

All this happened between lightning and flint, so that the people around didn't react.

After the next second, the situation in the field has been completely reversed.

The little girl's figure has long disappeared. Standing in the field is a tall man, holding the little girl in his arms, and the rampant carriage has already been overturned.

"You bastard, do you know what you did?"

The coachman who fell to the ground and fell seven meat and eight vegetables suddenly stood up and roared. When he looked carefully, he could even feel his body shaking constantly. Tang Muchen looked down at him with indifferent eyes and made a judgment.

However, looking at Tang Muchen's arrogant appearance, he was stunned by anger.

"I think you're looking for a beating."

Rolling up his sleeves, the coachman released his martial spirit, and the powerful soul force suddenly burst out from him. At the same time, several lights and shadows appeared around him.

Yellow, yellow and purple.

Unexpectedly, an ordinary coachman would have such a standard soul ring configuration, which made Tang Muchen complain secretly.

I knew it would end up like this

He sighed suddenly in his heart.

[I hate this situation most. I didn't get any benefits, and I got angry as a result.]

However, I still feel sorry to see the little girl die under the hoof of a horse, so I don't regret it. He just hates trouble.

In the face of the carriage driver driving four soul rings, Tang Muchen felt a little bored with his angry moves.

Although the soul sect shocked itself, to be honest, beating the soul sect is the same as beating your brother, not to mention that you, an old man in your 40s, are still a soul sect level guy.

His right leg slipped back, and Tang Muchen easily avoided the coachman's boxing.

His martial spirit seems to be a baboon, but his strength is really not good. At least he can easily see the composition of the middle-aged man, which has no effect on himself.

"Well, the game is almost over."

Tang Muchen dodged this guy's attack again and directly stretched out his foot and kicked him.

The powerful power gathered on his feet and passed it to the guy. The coachman covered his waist and abdomen and fell down with a painful expression on his face.

"I said, what the hell are you?"

"So noisy here?"

Tang Muchen looked puzzled. Anyway, he had offended to the end, so he was afraid of being soft. Besides, he really lost the old face of the passer-by when he was afraid of such a thing.

So Tang Muchen put the little girl again, grabbed the coachman's beard and asked.

"You are a dead man. You have offended our fourth Prince Tiandou."

"If you know me, you will let me go, otherwise..."

The coachman said loudly.

Tang Muchen smiled: "anyway, it's like this. I think the fourth Prince is in the car."

"If you know, don't get back."

In the car, a thunderbolt roared.

When the curtain was lifted, a 15-year-old boy like himself was exposed. However, in terms of his handsome degree, he was far from being comparable to Tang Muchen, who inherited the face of the reader's master.

The young avalanche showed his red face and looked at the young man in front of him.

I just came back from my uncle's house. I just learned the terrible news. Now I am facing this situation again.

His 16-year-old little heart was a little angry.

[good guy, it's the actor of the avalanche.]

Tang Muchen squinted at the ugly guy in front of him.

Although he is not ugly, Tang Muchen's principle is that everyone except the reader is ugly, and who can show this little boy's anger to.

Pretending well in the plot, how can the defense be broken now?

Tang Muchen's head also showed the color of doubt.

He didn't know that he was afraid of what his uncle said about the sudden madness of the sixth Prince last night. He wanted to go back and have a good rest. As a result, he met this kind of thing on the way. How can he not be angry at the age of 15 or 16?

So I hate this kind of thing most