On the wide Yangguan Avenue, there is an endless stream of pedestrians, cars and horses, which makes Xiang Yantian, who has not been in contact with such a scene for a long time, feel a little uncomfortable, as well as an indescribable nostalgia. For the latest free chapters of this book, please visit wèn. Yes, it's been more than four years since I escaped from the palace!

At the end of the busy avenue is a magnificent city tower, just like its name, Qingcheng, the city wall is completely made of bluestone, there are traces of swords, guns and swords left on the bluestone, the city tower is even covered with dark green moss, the simple but indestructible atmosphere tells its history to the world all the time. Qingcheng, this ancient city has been a battleground for soldiers since ancient times, and this city has witnessed the miracle of war again and again. I think that at the beginning, when the Daxiang Dynasty was first established, it was precisely because of the capture of this city that it was able to further win the world.

Stopping in front of the city gate, Xiang Yan tilted his head to look at the word "Qingcheng" engraved on the huge city gate. When looking up at the city tower, Xiang Yantian suddenly felt that the weak little hand in his palm suddenly trembled violently, and when he lowered his head, he was greeted by Xiao Xin's somewhat pale little face.

"Sister Yan, I'...... Let's get out of here! Struggling to pull his hand out of Xiang Yantian's hand, Xiao Xin's voice was full of fear.

Rubbing Xiao Xin's soft hair, Xiang Yantian's gaze revealed softness, but the hand holding Xiao Xin tightened a little.

"Xiao Xin'er, don't worry, since Sister Yan has brought you here, she will definitely get justice for you!"

A few days ago, according to Xiao Xin's words, she met Leng Yifeng, a disciple of the Jiuyang Sect who had some dealings with her on weekdays, in this Qingcheng. So, in private, she was ready to look for him, but she was sent away by his words "You go, we won't be in contact in the future". With grievances and tears, she ran to the outskirts of Qingcheng alone, but despite this, she also thought that Leng Yifeng's words were not sincere.

However, the world was unpredictable, and just when she was hiding in the suburbs and crying alone, she coldly rushed out several disciples of the Jiuyang Sect, saying that she was going to be captured and dedicated to their young sect master. So, with a hint of panic, she desperately fled to the front. She hadn't heard much about the notoriety of the young sect master of the Jiuyang Sect, and if it fell into his hands, even if she just thought about it, she felt a little hairy all over her body. In the end, after hiding and tossing all the way, she finally came to Luoshan Town, a hundred miles away.

"Hmm!" Trying to calm herself, Xiao Xin's pale little face finally revealed a little blood, and she grabbed Xiang Yantian's hand, and she nodded firmly.

"Then let's go in." With a slight smile, Xiang Yan pulled Xiao Xin into the city.

The ancient strategic place, at this moment, has long been without the shadow of half a war, because it is a place where the military and government focus on a lot of troops, but it has become a prosperous city, but the prosperity in this city always seems to be a little incompatible with the remnants of Xiao Killing.

Walking on the bustling streets, his ears were full of all kinds of shouts and the bustling sounds of pedestrians, Xiang Yantian couldn't help but sigh a little. After all, it was the first time she had seen such a prosperous city in an area far away from the capital, and compared to it, the Yunlai City under the Yunlai Mountain back then was only a drop in the bucket.

"Uhhh

Suddenly, there was a commotion in the street not far ahead, and a large number of pedestrians abandoned their work and rushed to the source of the commotion.

Standing not far from the place where the riot occurred, Xiang Yantian coldly observed the large group of black and oppressive people in front of him, and tightened Xiao Xin's hand, and was about to retreat to the side of the road with her to avoid a commotion.

"Ha, those two are making trouble again, let's go, let's go over and see the excitement, maybe we can get a little catch!"

"But those guys aren't the ones we can afford to mess with......"

"Haha, you can rest assured, brother, no matter how good those guys are, they won't dare to go against the dynasty!" A soldier in armor with a spear tapped another soldier on the shoulder, and was about to drag him to the scene of the riot to watch the "good show".

At the soldier's instigation, the soldier finally gave up his hesitation, and the two walked together into the rioting crowd.

Looking at the backs of the two soldiers in the distance, Xiang Yantian's willow-like brows furrowed slightly, these two soldiers were too scattered, and they didn't step forward to stop them when they encountered the riots, but they still held a posture of watching a play, wanting to get a handful of it, which can be said to be lawless. As the princess of the dynasty, although she has been on the run for four years, she still can't help but be a princess in her subconscious, thinking about the dynasty.

As if seeing Xiang Yantian's frowning brows, Xiao Xin quietly tugged at the corner of her skirt and whispered in a voice that could only be heard by the two of them: "That, the Jiuyang Sect and the Piaoyu Pavilion have been in this city recently, and there seem to be some conflicts......

Hearing Xiao Xin's words, Xiang Yantian felt as if a light flashed in his mind, and he suddenly realized it in an instant. Nowadays, the Daxiang Dynasty has been established for more than 100 years, and the pain of war in the past is long gone, and people are afraid that war has long been forgotten, thinking that it is impossible to have war at present. So whether it is the people or the soldiers, no, I'm afraid that the soldiers are even more so, while holding the money given by the dynasty, they use their status as a prestige and make some extra money for themselves.

"Let's go, let's go over and have a look."

"Yay?" Xiao Xin whispered, but before she could react, she was pulled by Xiang Yan towards the crowd.

Holding Xiao Xin's little hand, Xiang Yantian gradually walked into the crowd, although the crowd made her frown, but in order to understand the truth of the matter, she still squeezed in. Through the gap in the crowd, she could vaguely see that there were only about a dozen people on both sides of the confrontation, and the costumes of the two factions also allowed her to determine the identities of both sides at first glance, they were indeed Jiuyang Sect and Piaoyu Pavilion!

Xiang Yantian's side, Xiao Xin was obviously very nervous, and involuntarily tightened Xiang Yantian's hand standing beside her, and snuggled her small and thin body towards her.

Touching Xiao Xin's little head, Xiang Yan tilted her head and smiled at her, but quickly withdrew her gaze and once again turned her gaze to the two factions facing each other in the center of the crowd. Looking at the two sides that were competing with each other and did not give in, a feeling of mountain rain rising in her heart.