Since Dongfang Qingyu never lived in the Torture Hall, after breaking up with Dongfang Qingyu halfway, Rowan rode a horse alone and rushed back to the Torture Hall.

I remembered that I was still happily participating in the Emperor List Contest with a group of torturers in the Torture Arrest Hall in the morning, and now when I came back, I was left alone, and I was really a little gloomy when I thought about it, and there was no one who came to pick me up.

Riding on a black horse, Rowan took a weed in his mouth and walked slowly towards the front street of the Torture Hall, where there is usually a very lively night market, but tonight, there is no stall there, and there are few pedestrians coming and going.

In Shang Mingguo, there is no rule that people are not allowed to set up stalls, so at night, the large and small streets of the imperial city are occupied by some people with a bit of brains setting up stalls to make a little money, but this also reflects the liveliness of the imperial city at night.

And the front street in front of the Torture Arrest Hall is also a street that is very lively at night, but if it is too close to the Torture Arrest Hall, it will be expelled farther away, after all, the Torture Arrest Hall still has a majesty, and not everyone can set up a stall at the door.

However, Rowan was riding a horse at this time, reflecting the moonlight and walking on this street, although he had not seen the gate of the torture hall from a distance, but the desertion of the street, coupled with the unhurried sound of horses' hooves, made him feel a little faint loss in his heart.

Originally, he thought that he was the first to ascend the high platform, and the brothers of the Torture Arrest Hall would definitely come out to greet him, but he didn't know that he hadn't arrived at the door of the Torture Arrest Hall, but he didn't see anything, and he inevitably felt a little bad in his heart.

With a sigh, Rowan rode his horse and continued to walk forward slowly, and his whole spirit was not as excited as when he came back from the road.

"Crackling ......"

Suddenly, from the front of the street, a burst of red light flashed, and then the sound of firecrackers came, and the thick smell of gunpowder smoke reached Rowan's nostrils.

Soon, the sound of musical instruments sounded loudly and clearly from all sides of the street.

"The first place in the Golden Armor is back!" I don't know from which alley on the street, there was a shout, and then the sound of cheers came from all the alleys of the entire front street.

After a while, groups of people came out of the alley, all carrying lanterns, some holding food in their hands, some holding some gadgets, and surrounded Rowan in the middle.

The front street, which was still a little bleak, was surrounded by these people rushing around, and the number of people was still increasing, and the lanterns in their hands had to illuminate the night as bright as day.

"The first place in the Golden Armor is back, everyone is welcome!" a loud voice rang out from the crowd.

Soon, these people immediately surrounded Rowan as if they were looking at the champion, and if they had children, they also hugged the child in front of Rowan and let him touch it, infecting him with a little aura of the first place in the Golden Armor.

In this country where the country is founded by martial arts, Luo Wen, the first Jinjia who can climb the first stage in the Emperor List Competition, is much more expensive than the champion of the title of the Gold List, but the martial arts atmosphere does not like to engage in that set of vulgar etiquette.

Luo Wen, who was riding on a horse, had never been surrounded by so many enthusiastic people, and he was still a little overwhelmed for a while, so he had to keep saying hello to everyone.

Suddenly, at the end of the street, a loud gong sounded to everyone's ears.

A flag erected high was held up from a distance, and gradually, the figure gradually grew, and Luo Wen could see some of the people who came, and they turned out to be a group of torturers and arresters in the torture and arrest hall.

On the mighty front street, hundreds of torture arresters, lined up neatly, wearing the uniforms of the torture and arrest hall, with a cross knife in their waists, affectionately and solemnly vacated a road on the front street and lined up directly in front of Luo Wen.

And the people who came out first, after seeing the people from the torture hall coming, also consciously moved out of the way, so that Rowan finally had some spare space.

"Haha, Rowan, you're finally back, everyone has been waiting for you for a long time. Qin Hao's hearty laughter came from the front of the crowd.

Soon, accompanied by several torturers, Qin Hao wore an official uniform, took big steps, and walked to Luo Wen's horse.

Seeing that Qin Hao had come out to pick him up in person, the unhappiness in Luo Wen's heart had long since disappeared, so he hurriedly dismounted, and arched his hand in front of Qin Hao: "Lord Qin, I'm tired of you." ”

Qin Hao smiled, stretched out his hand and put it on Luo Wen's wrist, and said with a smile on his face: "Luo Wen, this time you really won glory for the Torture Hall, these people who came out to greet you all came spontaneously, and our brothers who didn't go out to carry out the mission tonight also came out to greet you." ”

Rowan arched his hand and said aloud to everyone: "Thank you, I, Rowan am very honored, I will thank you all another day!"

A group of people around also smiled and congratulated Luo Wen.

After chatting with everyone for a few more words, Luo Wen and Qin Hao returned to the Torture Hall, and the two teams of Wuwei torturers lined up on both sides of the street, all of whom came out to greet Luo Wen, and the previous somewhat lost mood, Luo Wen seemed a little surprised.

Back in the Torture Hall, Qin Hao also prepared a reception banquet for Luo Wen, and all the Torture Arresters who did not go out to perform their tasks were waiting for Luo Wen and Qin Hao in the Torture Hall.

As soon as Luo Wen and Qin Hao returned to the torture hall, they saw Zhang Wu covered in bandages and carried over by a torture arrester, Zhang Wu looked at Luo Wen with some excitement and said: "Team Chen, I knew that you would not live up to my expectations, I said, from today on, my life is yours." ”

Luo Wen smiled indifferently, patted Zhang Wu's shoulder lightly, and said: "If you don't say that, I will do this, now you still don't think about anything, it's right to go back and heal your injuries." ”

In this Emperor List Competition, in addition to Zhang Wu's injury, there are also many criminal arresters who have been injured after participating in the competition, so the Criminal Arrest Hall has also been relatively short of manpower recently.

Zhang Wu nodded and said, "Tonight, the brothers of the Torture Arrest Hall are here to celebrate for Team Chen, how can you miss me, and other things will be talked about later." ”

"Haha, okay, if you don't get drunk tonight, you won't return!" Rowan was also in a more comfortable mood at this time, and said with a laugh.

As a martial artist, although he was injured, there was still no big problem with drinking, so at the wine table, except for the torturers who did not go out to perform the mission, all of them were those who were injured after participating in the Emperor List Competition, all of them were wrapped in bandages, with blue noses and swollen faces.

At night, Rowan and the other torture arresters were so drunk in the torture and arrest hall that even he didn't know when he was drunk, but he was toasted until he was drunk.

This is also the only major celebration for so many years, except for when Qin Hao entered the tenth place in the Emperor List Competition in one fell swoop ten years ago.

The night after the hangover is always very short, and the next morning, the sun shines into the room from the window, and Rowan, who is still lying on the bed, is stimulated by the strong sunlight.

"Uh-huh......" Rowan muttered a few words, rubbed his eyes, continued to turn over, and slept on the other side of the bed.

I don't know how long I slept again, when Rowan woke up again, the sun was already three poles in the sun, patted his head in pain, and Rowan slowly got up from the bed.

Luo Wen, who was on the bed, rubbed his eyes and saw that a cup of hot tea had already been prepared on the table, although he didn't know when it was put in, but Rowan quickly shook his body and walked over to drink the cup of hot tea.

The refreshing and throat-moistening sobering tea, Rowan just drank it in his mouth, and he felt very comfortable, and after a while, the whole person was much more sober, moved his muscles and bones, and then opened the door and walked out.

"Captain Chen, you're awake, Hall Master Qin is already waiting for you in the inner hall. As soon as Rowan went out, the two prisoners were already waiting there.

Rowan nodded, said hello to the two torturers, and went to the inner hall by himself, and now Rowan is very familiar with the torture arrest hall.

In the inner hall of the Torture Hall, Qin Hao was already waiting there.

As soon as Rowan walked in, he found that something was wrong with the inner hall, in the past, it was used to entertain dignitaries and dignitaries from outside, but today there is no one here, and what surprised Rowan even more was that the hall of the inner hall was already full of gifts of all sizes at this time.

All different gift boxes are piled up in the inner hall, and they are almost about to fill this room.

"Who sent this, Brother Qin, it seems that there are really a lot of people looking for you to do something!" Luo Wen immediately laughed as soon as he entered the hall.

When no one was around, Rowan was still very close to Qin Hao, and he knew that Qin Hao would never accept gifts, so he said this just to make a joke.

Who knows, Qin Hao waved his hand, and said with a meaningful smile: "Luo Wen, these are not for me, they are all for you, your current reputation is like a sun in the imperial city, and it is very loud." ”

"For me?" Rowan was a little confused.

Qin Hao smiled, patted Luo Wen's shoulder, pointed to a bunch of invitations on the table and said, "Luo Wen, these are all invited to the banquet in the past few days, I don't know if you want to go?"

Seeing these invitations, Luo Wen also understood what was going on, it seemed that he was too popular in the Emperor List Contest this time, and he suddenly became the first place and became the target of some dignitaries and nobles in the imperial city.

In Shang Mingguo, a potential martial artist is much more popular than a champion who can only read dead books, not only Luo Wen, but those martial artists who have been shortlisted for the top 100 have also received invitations from major forces, but Luo Wen is just more.