Chapter 76: Shocking Change

How could Mo Qingkuang, a country bumpkin from Tiannan City, know this? He thought he had done a good deed by not showing the birth date of women to others easily and protecting these hydrangeas.

Mo Qingkuang thought that the people who glared at him were just jealous of him, and never thought that he had cut off other people's money.

He strung the hydrangeas in his hand and frequently looked at the young ladies in the attic.

He felt sour in his heart. When he was in Tiannan City before, he had never been treated like this. Which young lady would not avoid him when she heard that he, Young Master Mo, was coming?

I didn't expect that I, Mo Qingkuang, would have this day? Hehehe.

Han Yan'er's eyes were cold. There were too many girls in the attic, and many of them were celebrities she knew.

She couldn't glare at them, so she could only hate Mo Qingkuang in her heart for being stubborn.

If eyes could kill, Mo Qingkuang would have been executed by slow slicing.

Now in public, it was not easy to get angry, so she could only gnash her teeth and sulk.

There were also girls who were familiar with Han Yan'er, who threw the hydrangeas in their hands into Han Yan'er's arms with a smile, making her very embarrassed.

As girls threw hydrangeas to Han Yan'er, some pretentious young men also found a few hydrangeas and threw them to Han Yan'er with a smile.

Such an opportunity to blatantly tease the most beautiful girl in Tianxuan is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Even if someone pursues it later, it can be regarded as a joke, in line with customs, and not blaspheming the princess.

Gradually, as they walked along, Mo Qingkuang had hung several strings of hydrangeas on his body, and a tall horse seemed to be decorated like a float.

Mo Qingkuang, who didn't know that the beauty was angry, was still immersed in the joy of being surrounded by hydrangeas, and his whole body was filled with fragrance.

Well, this one smells like roses, I like it. Look at the birthday, only fourteen years old, from the family of the Minister of Rites? So young? No, no.

I like this jasmine scent, too. The little princess of Prince Song's family? Oh, this is good.

Hey, lotus scent? Is it because of my "Love Lotus"? Confidant! I saw the note in the hydrangea. You are 28 years old, you scheming bad woman.

Just when Mo Qingkuang was intoxicated by all kinds of smells, Mo Fan's voice suddenly rang out from his heart: "Qingkuang, be careful, there is explosives in the hydrangea in front!"

Mo Qingkuang looked up and saw that there was a hydrangea thrown down in front. The hydrangea was very well made, and the outer layer was wrapped in a layer of bright red brocade with some exquisite patterns on it.

After Mo Fan's reminder, Mo Qingkuang, who was good at speed, saw at a glance that the hydrangea was falling at an incorrect rate.

It was not the spinning appearance of a general hydrangea thrown down, but it looked much heavier, more like falling directly.

Mo Qingkuang was sweating coldly, and he had no time to think about who dared to assassinate him in this public parade.

His whole body shook, and more than twenty hydrangeas were shaken off.

When his body was no longer restrained, he slapped the saddle, flew into the air, and headed straight for the falling hydrangea.

All his movements were seen by Han Yan'er.

Han Yan'er felt a little relieved: "Has this kid finally had enough fun?"

Then she saw Mo Qingkuang kick the hydrangea thrown at him into the sky with a lightning speed.

"And that one, hurry up, save your wife!" Mo Fan said again.

Mo Qingkuang looked back and recognized that the hydrangea thrown at Han Yan'er was also different from the one he had just kicked away.

His figure made a strange turn in the air and suddenly appeared in front of Han Yan'er, and kicked the hydrangea towards the control with another kick.

Han Yan'er looked at Mo Qingkuang's behavior and felt a little happy: "So he cares about me too, he doesn't even want me to catch the woman's hydrangea?"

Mo Qingkuang was very careful in controlling his foot strength, trying not to touch the possible mechanism inside, and trying to disperse the power to the cork frame outside the hydrangea as much as possible.

It was like a graceful volley, and before anyone could applaud. The two hydrangeas kicked into the air by Mo Qingkuang suddenly exploded.

Two consecutive loud noises of "bang" shook the whole street violently.

"It's so powerful!" Mo Qingkuang was secretly shocked. If it weren't for Mo Fan's reminder, he would have accepted the hydrangea as before.

Such a huge power exploded in his arms, the consequences are unimaginable!

He landed lightly on the ground, and the violent roar had frightened his BMW, raising its front hooves high and neighing.

The sudden change made everyone stunned on the spot, what was going on? How could a good hydrangea explode under Mo Qingkuang's kick?

Is it a reserved program for this imperial examination?

Especially Han Yan'er, who was in a sweet mood just now, didn't know what happened.

"Damn it, he found out! Throw them all down!"

In some attics along the street, hydrangeas wrapped in heavy explosives were thrown down one after another.

Mo Qingkuang was shocked and shouted loudly: "Scatter quickly! There are explosives!"

But his voice was covered by the explosions one after another before it spread.

"Boom, boom, boom".

It turned out that the other party was not just bombing him, but the entire parade team was attacked at the same time.

There was even a bomb that exploded next to Han Yan'er, and a leg of the horse under Han Yan'er's crotch was instantly blown off.

The terrifying explosion sounded in Han Yan'er's ears, making her lose consciousness.

At this moment, the streets are no longer filled with the laughter, gongs and drums that they had before.

Instead, there were people whose flesh and blood were mutilated by explosives, and broken limbs flying across the sky.

There were screams of terror from the attic, and then the windows were hurriedly closed.

The cries of people and the neighing of horses mixed together, and the whole street was in chaos.

Seeing Han Yan'er standing there at a loss, Mo Qingkuang, who had already run away a few feet, had no choice but to grit his teeth and rush back again.

Without caring much, he picked up the slender waist of Han Yan'er, who had fallen into a trance, put it on his shoulders, and ran away.

Before leaving, a slap on the face of Gu Hongyi, who was lying on the ground, also woke her up from her daze: "Let's go!"

She was unlucky, a bomb fell under his horse, and the back half of the horse was blown apart.

Gu Hongyi was thrown into the air by the strong explosion. She somersaulted in mid-air and fell to the ground, covered in blood.

Although she was not seriously injured, the aftermath of the explosion made her legs feel numb.

Gu Hongyi hurriedly struggled to get up from the ground and stamped her legs that were so numb that she lost consciousness. The strong sting allowed her to regain control of her legs, and she hurried towards the street with Mo Qingkuang.