Beside that group of young people in gorgeous costumes, beautiful palace women accompanied each other, waving the feather fans in their hands from time to time.

"Could it be that I'm dazzled?" Ouyang Ting blinked in disbelief.

"You're not dazzled. The weak chicken said in a low voice: "She is Ouyang Xi." ”

The weak chicken didn't just look at his appearance, but sensed the aura that belonged to Ouyang Xi from a distance.

How, how is it possible! Ouyang Ting frowned and looked again, only to see one of the women in palace clothes wearing a silk scarf standing quietly beside a young man in gorgeous clothes, at this moment, like a maid fanning away the dust of the horse's hooves raised high for him.

The annual ritual of the return of clan capital has always been highly valued by the Holy Family.

The highest standard of solemnity is not only the clan assets that are related to the lifeblood of the ethnic group. It's more of a soothing for the soldiers of the clan wall who are not afraid of death.

Bazhang Bluestone Holy City Avenue connects the inner city and the outer city, and the rows of buildings between the two cities are closely connected.

There were tens of thousands of people standing on both sides of this road! And in the middle of the road, only black clothes and black armor slowly raised their swords and advanced forward.

All the gaze and cheer are only for the soldiers of the clan wall, what a glory!

However, at this moment, Ouyang Ting was a little distracted since he stepped into the inner city, and the deafening cheers in his ears became only buzzing.

Why is his sister here? This place and the clan land are thousands of miles away, she, why is she standing on top of that tower in such a dress.

Mo said that the Ouyang clan had nothing to do with the Holy Clan, and it was impossible for Uncle Kun to let her stay away from Zhisi alone.

Could it be that something happened in the clan, and he couldn't do it! Heavy thoughts entwined in his heart, and he was upset.

"Knock~~~Knock~~~~"

The procession walked through the crowded outer city to the inner city, and in the distance, in the majestic buildings from the main clan of the Zhang clan, bursts of thunderous drums sounded.

There were many big people who greeted the clan team, and in a wide square outside the clan lord's land, the heroes gathered at this moment.

All of the 36 clans with the surname sent people from their main lineage to show their attention to the border battlefield.

Even the patriarch of the Holy Clan, Zhang Shenghong, was standing quietly in the middle of the crowd in a blue-black dress robe at this moment, watching the black clothes and black armor slowly walk over with a smile on his face.

"Longkou Pass in the Southern Regions..."

"The Three Estuaries of the Northern Regions..."

"Xiguan Langya Mountain..."

"Dongguan Cliff... Seen the Sage. ”

After the black clothes and black armor stopped steadily, everyone turned over and dismounted and knelt down on one knee and said loudly to Zhang Shenghong, who was waiting in front of him.

"All the soldiers are hard, no courtesy!" Zhang Shenghong laughed and stepped forward quickly, gently holding up Ding Wudong and Liu Changshan, who were kneeling in the front.

"Thank you!" After seeing the salute, everyone slowly got up and bowed to the people with the upper surnames in front of them.

"Sage, this is a consolidated list of the Quartet's clan assets after counting, please take a look at it. Qian Shengqian bowed down and handed a booklet to Zhang Shenghong.

Zhang Shenghong nodded, took the booklet and glanced at them, and said with a smile: "The future is terrifying." The little cubs at the beginning are now all men guarding the border gates, and it's not okay to be old if you don't accept the old ones!"

"Don't dare, the sage should be strong and strong!" Liu Changshan and the others didn't dare to say again.

All three of them came from the upper surname, and they had met the Sage more than once when they were young, and it was normal for Zhang Shenghong to be close to them.

It's just that at this moment, wearing black armor and the aura of killing martial arts on their heads, it makes them a little uncomfortable.

"It's another year of killing, the New Year is approaching, and all the soldiers are working hard. The meal has already been prepared, and you can drink it happily tonight!" Zhang Shenghong said loudly.

"Thank you!"

Except for Ouyang Ting, who is still a little absent-minded, it is not the first time that everyone has gone through this process.

Transporting family assets from afar is of course essential for a meal. After eating and drinking, get up and go on the road, year after year.

After bowing in thanks, the black-clothed and black-armored bowed in one direction again, and then retreated towards the other end of the square under the guidance of the silver-armored warrior.

"Second Martial Brother, I'm afraid you're a little unreasonable to kill Wu Ge. As they left, a disgruntled voice rang out.

"Oh, such strict military discipline, why don't you be reasonable?" On the side of the crowd, Wu Chengfeng laughed.

The old man who spoke out glared at Wu Chengfeng angrily and said, "Don't you see it? The rebel son of my family didn't even look at me when he saw the old man, but saluted you respectfully!

"Haha! Brother Qian, what kind of flying vinegar do you eat with me when you're old, let's go, drink!" Wu Chengfeng laughed when he heard this: "Wait a minute, let that Qian Shengqian toast you a few glasses." ”

"Hmph! I still need you to say!" the old man stretched out his hand and slapped Wu Chengfeng's hand away, turning away with an angry face.

.....

"Ouyang Ting!"

Outside the banquet hall, Ouyang Ting, who was not in a state of mind, stood alone at the corner of the pavilion corridor frowning and thinking.

A female voice suddenly sounded and startled him, and when he looked up, he saw a tall figure standing behind him at some point.

The pretty face buried in the depths of memory and the sassy and heroic posture that is not inferior to half of the man, who is not Zhang Miao!

"Zhang, Zhang Miao?" Ouyang Ting stammered a little and shouted out the name.

I haven't seen her for two years, and Zhang Miao has become more and more beautiful, compared to when the two met before, there are more than three points of the woman's beauty. Seeing Ouyang Ting's unconscious momentary distraction.

But for some reason, Zhang Miao suddenly appeared in front of him, and his gaze was a little dodging after being surprised.

"What kind of eyes do you have?" Zhang Miao smiled slightly and said, "Is it possible, you just stole something from my Zhang clan?"

"Haha! Ouyang Ting laughed.

Marrying the daughter of the Holy Clan is the dream of every male of the clan, and Ouyang Ting when he was young was naturally no exception.

Originally, he really had the intention of working towards this aspect, but the appearance of Lingxiao disrupted his plan to capture the Holy Maiden.

Whether it's the initial encounter with her with a bit of impropriety, or the mutual support outside the clan walls. Or maybe in the past two years, they have joined hands with the people outside the wall.

In the words of the weak chicken, Ouyang Ting is wasting time... Fall in love and engage in corruption.

The two have been together for a long time, and they have long lost the subtle dodge at the beginning. Ouyang Ting had already decided to find a good time to marry this Lingxiao.

Therefore, at first glance, Zhang Miao, who was a little moved back then, was naturally unavoidable from that kind of disobedient heart.

But fortunately, his mind turned quickly, and nothing happened between these two people in the first place. Besides, nothing is likely to happen.

This feeling of oneself is just self-inflicted. Thinking about it, Ouyang Ting's face flashed with heavy relief.

"You've made such rapid progress, it seems that compared to the Clan Academy, the Clan Wall Frontier is indeed more suitable for you. Zhang Miao smiled playfully.

Ouyang Ting nodded and said with a smile: "It's really good there, I like it very much." ”

However, the two of them, who only had two faces, chatted like old friends without saying a word in this pure pavilion.

The world outside Longkou Pass that Ouyang Ting told about, or the little interesting stories in the Killing Martial Pavilion, all made Zhang Miao, who lived deep in the Holy Clan, addicted.

Gradually, one spoke and the other listened, and the two chatted until the banquet hall was brightly lit in the distance.

Zhang Miao likes to listen, and listens very seriously, Ouyang Ting, who can't bear to refute her interest, is naturally willing to speak.

The worries about his sister Ouyang Xi, which were originally entangled in his heart, were also distracted by his narration and dissipated a little.

"Ouyang Ting!" Just as Zhang Miao was still asking questions from time to time, another female voice came.

Ouyang Ting is a little strange, he has known such two or three girls outside in his life, who is this called me?

Turning around, he couldn't help but exclaim in surprise: "Xiao'er, why are you here?"

The beautiful woman standing behind him who was smiling and looking at him, wasn't it Lingxiao who had just separated not long ago!

"Do you know Miao Miao?" Ling Xiao glanced at Ouyang Ting in surprise, and then jumped over under his stunned gaze, and took Zhang Miao's hand.

"You know?"

Ouyang Ting and Zhang Miao said in unison.

"He, isn't he the blind man I told you about? As he said this, a hint of shame flashed on Lingxiao's face in the faint light.

"What!" Zhang Miao's face stiffened, and he said, "The person you said pretended to be blind and peeked at you taking a bath, is he?"

"Ahem, ahem... No, it's not. Ouyang Ting was a little embarrassed and hurriedly waved his hand to explain, but his mouth was open for a long time, and he was speechless.

This, this seems to be the case...

"Xiao'er, you haven't told me yet, how did you end up here. Ouyang Ting asked again when he saw the intimacy between the two.

Ling Xiao glanced at him and said, "I am from the Spirit Clan, and the clan land is in the Spirit Mountain outside the Holy Clan, so it is not strange to come here." What's more..."

As she spoke, she raised her hand and said, "Miao Miao and I are sisters who grew up together, so I came to play with her." By the way, by the way, look at you. After speaking, the pretty face was shy again.

Zhang Miao smiled, and some complicated unnaturalness flashed on his face.

"Huh, why haven't I heard you mention it before?" Ouyang Ting said depressedly. However, the two beauties with completely different styles in front of them look really eye-catching.

"You didn't ask," Lingxiao pouted.

"The banquet is about to begin, let's go in first. Zhang Miao said with a smile, and after speaking, he led Lingxiao and walked slowly towards the banquet hall.

The banquet hall was full of people at the moment, and dozens of large round tables were already full of seats.

Before the banquet began, Zhang Shenghong and a group of people with the surname had another tribute speech. Of course, those rough men from the clan wall who generously made statements did not understand much, and they could not listen to them at all.

finally waited for the banquet to start, and everyone moved their chopsticks to the delicacies of the mountains and seas on that table.

The people sitting at the adjacent tables did not dislike their rudeness, but came over from time to time to toast with them.

In the hustle and bustle, there is a lot of harmony regardless of the level of the ethnic group.

However, Ouyang Ting, who was sitting in the corner, was pale at the moment, and his hands were clenched with green muscles.

The whole body trembled and was cold, which seemed a little incompatible with this happy banquet.

A moment ago, Liu Changhe whispered to him with a wine glass.

In just one sentence, he was already restless, as if he was caught in the thunder of the nine heavens.

"This cup is for you, you are luckier than your people, you have this black armor on your body, you want to come... It's much better than that danger. Huh...."