Behind it is a purple carriage pulled by four horses. Around the carriage are countless streaks of purple ice silk silk swaying in the wind, like clear waves.

Through the gauze, you can see the slightly blurry figure of a man under the breeze curtain and between the purple sand curtains. It is so hazy and mysterious, and it increasingly reveals an unbearable feeling that people want to see what is going on.

Unexpectedly, Jun Yu turned around, frowning slightly, and the next second he felt the carriage he was sitting on shaking violently, and the rear of the car seemed to be hit by the purple carriage running at high speed behind him.

!

"boom!"

Jun Yu subconsciously picked up the pineapple, flew out, used the strength to jump up from the carriage, and jumped out.

When Ah Jiu saw something was wrong, she rubbed her toes on the ground and ran down from the carriage.

Next to him, Yun Zhi was riding a horse. Seeing this, he immediately pulled the reins and dodged away from the carriage!

Jun Yu had just landed and stood firm. The moment he raised his eyes, he saw that the carriage he was riding in rushed forward due to the inertia of the impact and hit a carriage in front!

And by analogy, the carriage in front hit another carriage in front of it!

In such a cycle, this row of carriages came into a close rear-end collision, and the carriage at the front was the most miserable. It swayed for a long time, and under the desperate pull of the coachman, it finally crashed into the city without any luck.

Above the door!

"Bang!"

Everyone in the car cursed and got out of the carriage, and began to surround the purple carriage that was the culprit!

"Don't you know how to look at the road when you're driving? Why don't you know how to slow down when you're already at the gate of the city? You're in such a hurry, are you rushing to be reincarnated?" Someone in the crowd was outspoken and began to question the car that caused this.

The carriage driver in the rear-end incident!

"Master, look at this..." The coachman was a young boy in green with thick eyebrows and big eyes. He turned around and looked directly at the man under the purple gauze behind him: "Master, Changkong was just in a hurry to enter the city. Who knew there was such a thing at the city gate?

How many carriages are there? If we hadn’t wasted time in Qishui City, would there be any need to be in such a panic? Master, Changkong said, you went to Qishui City just to join in the fun, you are simply too busy!"

The young boy in green clothes named Changkong turned his back to the direction of everyone and sighed.

Hearing this, the man in the purple carriage smiled faintly and did not reply.

Jun Yu pursed his lips slightly, what a big air of air! So many people were waiting for him to give an answer, but he was so good that he didn't even respond!

Jun Yu narrowed his eyes and suddenly raised his lips into a smile.

A narrow edge flashed through Jun Yu's clear black and white eyes. In the dark place where no one could see, Jun Yu picked up a stone on the ground. Between the lightning and flint, she slightly hooked her fingertips and picked up the stone.

It bounced towards the horse's leg!

"puff!"

Pebbles fell out in response, and the horses pulling the purple carriage were suddenly hit by something unknown and began to become restless. Their front hooves left the ground, their bodies leaned back, and they roared as if they were frightened.

The footsteps began to be chaotic, and the luxurious purple carriage began to tilt and fall, and it would turn over in a moment!

The man shrouded in purple gauze seemed not to have expected such a sudden situation to occur. His pupils suddenly shrank and he was stunned for a second reflexively.

That is, in this second, the carriage has already fallen to the ground!

This carriage was separated by light gauze, so it was hollowed out all around. Therefore, if the carriage fell down due to this force, the people in the carriage would be overturned and rolled directly to the ground.

Jun Yu, who was standing in the crowd, had the idea of ​​​​teaching this man a lesson. Her eyes flashed slightly and she was about to laugh out loud.

Unexpectedly, the man in the carriage suddenly flew out. Without any external force, he easily grabbed the skirt of the young man Changkong's clothes. The wide sleeves of his robe were flying in the sun, his hair was flying, and his body was already stable in a spin.

Fall to the ground!

"Hiss! Master, what do you think is going on? Why are you so unlucky today? Not only did you hit someone else's carriage, but you almost got thrown to the ground!" The boy named Changkong had just stood firm.

He couldn't help but rub his trembling heart and asked through gritted teeth.

The man next to him seemed to have turned around in confusion and looked around the crowd.

Previously, the man's face was obscured by the purple gauze and floating light, but now, at this moment, everyone could clearly see the man's true face.

The man was dressed in a purple brocade robe, with a purple jade crown binding his hair. The cuffs of his shirt were embroidered with a gentle and elegant Clivia pattern. The corners of his gown were hanging to the ground, giving people an indescribable sense of slenderness.

Dressed elegantly in purple, with a long body, like a long bamboo, the man seemed to gently spread his sleeves and hair on his shoulders. The breeze that was raised unintentionally swept over his long and thick eyelashes, causing a faint smile to appear on his gentle and jade-like eyebrows.

The meaning, just like the figure in the ink painting, caused the eyes of the girls around who had not left the pavilion to stare straight, and a burst of elation followed.

The man has a purple tassel around his waist, and his dark hair hangs down, lightly scattered in a gorgeous purple halo.

But when Jun Yu looked at the man's demeanor, he suddenly felt slightly absent-minded. If he had to find one word to describe this man in purple, it would be a young man from Mo Shang. He was perfect.

At this moment, Jun Yu seemed to think of a certain prince who was far away in the horizon, with his moon-white clothes rippling. If Feng Jianli could be said to be the torn ray of sky in the thin clouds and mist, he was unparalleled in splendor, cold and domineering, as if

Gods.

The man in purple is a shallow ink painting of green mountains and green water, separated by white clouds, as warm and moist as water, crowning the capital.

The man in purple glanced around and found nothing wrong. He frowned slightly. He was sure that someone had tampered with the horse and used a hidden weapon to hurt the horse pulling the cart. If not, the horse was not

They will riot on their own for no reason.

The man in purple's eyes drifted slightly, and his gaze passed in front of Jun Yu inadvertently. The next second, he looked back sharply, staring directly at Jun Yu's face!

It was within a few seconds of looking at each other that the appearance of the man in purple was really clearly reflected in Jun Yu's eyes. What kind of face it was, with picturesque eyebrows and a nose as delicate as a cherry blossom.

And the elegant outline, with slightly purple apricot eyes, really looks like a handsome man walking out of the painting.

Jun Yu withdrew his gaze and pulled out the little pineapple that was sleeping in his sleeves. He curled his lips slightly and said, "Don't you want to see a handsome man? Why don't you have one right in front of you? Why don't you hurry up and appreciate it?"

Hearing Jun Yu's words, the sleepy pineapple squirmed out of Jun Yu's sleeves. It stretched out its front paws and rubbed its blurred and chaotic eyes. It suddenly stared wide and round, as if to say: "
Chapter completed!