Eight days later, it was already sunset, and the city gate was about to close, but at this moment, there was a group of people walking on the forest road outside Lancheng.

The soldiers defending the city were a little strange when they saw this, the closest city to them was Yeyang City, even then it was hundreds of miles away, but they didn't know how this group of people came on foot without losing their appearance, so they couldn't help but take a few more looks.

But because of this a few more glances, people were shocked, and one of the gatekeepers, looking at the five people who were gradually walking less than five feet away from them, suddenly widened his eyes, and before he had time to explain anything to his classmates, the girl ran towards the city.

The other man who stood guard with him was horrified when he saw his sudden movements, so that when he let his hand be stretched out in the air and his mouth was half open, he saw the man who called his brother to run away.

In an instant, the mouth was closed, the arm was retracted, and the whole person became as straight and sharp as the red tasseled spear in his hand.

Seeing this, he couldn't help but smile at the corners of his lips and praised sincerely, "It's a lot stronger than what I saw a few days ago!"

Donghuang Longyu and Chu Zhengtao's grandson also feel the same, but according to their identities, they don't judge too much, but the appreciation in their eyes has not been hidden, and Wuxian is a little more satisfied when he sees this, thinking that his uncle has not been idle these days, thinking like this, he is also a little anxious under his feet, and under the respectful greetings of the city gate guards, the captain of the city guard who came in a hurry walked into the city step by step.

The group walked into Lancheng, even if it was almost dusk at this time, and Chu Ke, who had not been away for a long time, could still distinguish the changes in the city.

It's not that the buildings in the city have changed much, but the looks on the faces and eyes of the bustling crowd around them are very eye-catching.

If the last time I saw it was a dead silence with a little panic, then at this moment, the faces of the people who came and went could be said to be full of life, like vegetation blown by the sun, so happy.

Jinxiu was dressed in a fox fur, with a hood on her head, revealing only a graceful curved chin, as well as a looming golden mask and a white jade-like face

"Uncle Jinghong is Uncle Jinghong..... this is not possible, but Wuxian understands in his heart, he is very proud but also guilty, but he still raised his head proudly and said, "Since it is so...."

Before Wuxian's words fell, he listened to Hua Wuyue's voice that was not willing to lag behind, "You two are too angry, and the current prosperity and stability of this Lancheng are also indispensable to my credit, why don't you mention a word?"

The voice fell, Hua Wuyue has drifted from ten zhang away, the purple gown, the best material is embroidered by the embroidery girl with a needle and a thread of extremely delicate tufts of flowers, Jinxiu feels that this shirt and Hua Wuyue's appearance is a real match.

Wuxian ignored his nonsense, but returned to his previous cold-faced appearance, took Jinxiu and Donghuang Longyu and his party, and quickly returned to the Marshal's Mansion under the escort of the Jinwei in military uniform.

As the border of the Northern Regions, Lancheng is also a place of trade between several countries, and the boundary is not small, but there is only one marshal's mansion where it can be counted as a home.

Now the identity of Wu Wu is not embarrassing, although he invited the King of Freedom to fight for the country, but some people don't want him to live.

So don't say everything that should be there after the king, that is, there is only one imperial capital in the palace, and in this Lancheng, the uncle and nephew only have the mansion of the previous marshal for them to live in.

The little emperor, who is not much different from Wuwu, has the intention to reward one or two, but for him it is just a matter of opening his mouth, but the so-called uncle is smiling and smiling at the appeal of the little emperor in the court to talk about the national situation.

The people are suffering, the people are difficult, this mansion, but I don't know how many people in the Northern Regions can be saved, the little emperor didn't say a word in the court, but he returned to the dormitory but was furious for a while.

The news from Bai Xiao in the past few days rolled in Jinxiu's mind, and although the smile on the corner of her lips was there, there was a hint of evil coldness.

Inside, she believed that after she came back from Dongling, she would not be able to let the so-called innocent uncle live and die.

Bai Xiao and Hongyi have recently developed with the help of Jinwei, and now don't talk about the affairs of the court, the things of the inner hall Jinxiu can also know a thing or two, Jinxiu believes that his own means and means are used at the same time, both light and dark, plus the martial arts and the northern shock of the north, the northern region of tranquility and Thailand is just around the corner.

The thought was broken, and Jinxiu came back to his senses, but the main hall of the Marshal's Mansion had already gathered many people, including the Xiao family, but seeing that their faces were ruddy and healthy, and their demeanor was different from before, they knew that they must have adjusted.

Despite this, Jinxiu still hugged his fist towards Bei Jinghong, who was standing at the door to greet them, and said, "It is Jin's honor to be greeted by the marshal.....

Bei Jinghong smiled, took the lead down the steps, and walked to the two of them and smiled brightly.

Although the palms of his hands were a little itchy, he also knew that he needed to give the two of them some face in front of everyone, so he reluctantly gave up the black hair that made his hands itch and said

"Although it doesn't matter if the two of you talk, but because of extenuating circumstances, I'm not angry...."

These words were very childish, but Bei Jinghong didn't care about the people on the side at all, and said directly, which made Jinxiu cry and laugh, but he still hugged his fists and said very earnestly

"It's not right. Bei Jinghong didn't like Jinxiu so much courtesy, so he frowned slightly, but Jinxiu was a ghost elf, and he took out a small copper stove from his wide sleeve and handed it to Bei Jinghong, took off his hood, and said with a smile

"I know that the marshal is generous, but Jinxiu doesn't dare to be presumptuous, this is filled with colorful rice balls, although it is over fifteen, the marshal still tastes it...."

After receiving the small copper stove with a sweet fragrance handed over by Jinxiu, Beijing Hong's eyes were dyed with interest, but he didn't know whether it was the so-called colorful rice balls or the small copper stove that was still warm from the wide sleeve.

Playing with the delicate copper furnace in his palm, Bei Jinghong pretended to sweep it inadvertently, but what he saw was the other four unwavering eyes, and he pouted boringly

"Jinzhi's hospitality, I don't want to shirk ......." walked to the inside of the main hall, but Bei Jinghong stopped holding the copper furnace, and smiled at the three people behind Jinxiu

"There are three people from the Marshal's Mansion, which can be described as a splendid ....."