Mi Zhanyan and Luo Tarta are inseparable.

After a dozen moves, Luo Tarta withdrew from the battle.

Because Luo Tzuta knew in his heart that his steady and steady fighting style would definitely be defeated under Mi Zhanyan's undisciplined struggle, it was only a matter of time.

Luo Tart Tower separated from Mi Zhanyan three times, and played very cautiously.

Mi Zhanyan also saw Luo Tartta's carefulness.

So, Mi Zhanyan shouted to Luo Tarta again: "Demon Slaying Family, let's fight quickly!" ”

After that, Mi Zhanyan rose into the air, his body was as light as a swallow, and he jumped ten meters high.

Luo Tart Tower did not hesitate and waved his halberd to meet it.

The two of them were like stepping on the clouds, and they were full of fire in mid-air.

Behind Luo Tart Pagoda is the golden dragon, Mi Zhanyan is accompanied by four sword flowers.

Sometimes they collide violently, and sometimes they chase after victory.

Ye Youhuan looked at such a duel and exclaimed in his heart: "It is really a terrible existence to be able to fight like this!" ”

After a stick of incense, the two hit the ground one after another.

Ye Youhuan saw that after this duel, the two of them finally hung colors.

Mi Zhanyan's already sloppy clothes were torn by the Luo Tart Tower.

And the mysterious cloak of the Luo Tart Tower was only half gone, and the jagged tear was still fluttering in the wind.

"Big cousin, you see, this is the master! It's all like that, and it's still so good at posing. Ye Youhuan pointed at the two of them, deliberately making the injured Zhong Ling smile.

Zhong Ling leaned on Ye Youhuan's arms, although the pain was unbearable, he still insisted on joking: "Then let's do the same next time." ”

"Yes!"

Ye Youhuan looked down at Zhong Ling, knowing that she was in unbearable pain at the moment, and tightened her clothes in distress. Carrying the cold wind on his back, he hugged her tighter.

Mi and Luo rushed towards each other again.

"Bang!"

"Boom! ——”

After the impact, the powerful impact force spreads from the center of the battle to all sides.

The surrounding hay swayed against the wind, and even Ye Youhuan, who was sitting far away, clearly felt the dust on his face.

Ye Youhuan hurriedly raised his hand to cover it, when he put down his hand.

But seeing the two of them standing together, Mi Zhanyan inserted the knife flower into Luo Zhanyan's left shoulder, and Luo Tatar cut the halberd into Mi Zhanyan's right shoulder.

The two froze in place, unmoved.

Ye Youhuan was sure that this would be a fatal blow to the two.

After half an hour of silence, Mi Zhanyan was still standing, and Luo Tart Tower fell to the ground with a "plop".

Seeing this, Ye Youhuan picked up Zhong Ling and ran towards the center of the fight.

"Dead?" Ye Youhuan poked his head over and asked hurriedly.

Mi Zhanyan covered the wound with half a palm deep in his feet, and squatted beside Luo Tartta, his expression no longer as big as before.

"Nope."

"Is that dying?"

Mi Zhanyan didn't speak.

Seeing that he was silent, Ye Youhuan asked again: "Do you need to make up for two knives?" ”

Mi Zhanyan didn't seem to hear Ye Youhuan's proposal, but instead took out a small bottle from his arms and stuffed a small pill into Luo Tartta's mouth.

"What did you give him food?"

"Antidote."

"Antidote?!" Ye Youhuan was extremely shocked: "He's going to die, you still give him the antidote, haven't you had enough?" ”

Mi Zhanyan saw Luo Tartta's throat move, and after swallowing the antidote, he covered his wound and collapsed on the ground.

"Even if I fight with him for three days and three nights, I can't tell the difference."

Ye Youhuan didn't understand what Mi Zhanyan meant, and was even a little annoyed: "But you've already won!" ”

"I won by poison, and that didn't win."

"But it's not a new thing for you to use poison at home, isn't it normal to win?"

Mi Zhanyan was lying on the ground, with a self-deprecation of "you don't understand" on her face, and she didn't want to explain it to Ye Youhuan.

Ye Youhuan saw that he looked like a 'feeling of emptiness', so he didn't ask any more.

Gently put Zhong Ling down, and then a burst of fire light came out of his hand, and it was about to shoot out towards Luo Tart Tower.

But unexpectedly, he was intercepted by Mi Zhanyan.

Ye Youhuan looked at Mi Zhanyan questioningly and asked, "What are you doing?" This guy injured my eldest cousin like this, how can he still save his life? ”

"I just promised to protect you from Merry City, but I didn't say I would be an accomplice to your murder."

Ye Youhuan looked at Mi Zhanyan angrily, and before he could figure out how to solve it, he heard Luo Tarta cough lightly and woke up.

The first thing he did when he opened his eyes was to grab Mi Zhanyan's arm: "Don't let go of the demon beast!" ”

Mi Zhanyan also rejected Luo Tartta: "My task is to let them go, forgive me for not being as you want." ”

After that, Mi Zhanyan was about to get up and leave.

"Let go of the monster, you'll regret it."

"I'll regret it if I can't complete the task."

"But this is for the sake of the world!"

"Heh, the people in the world, let alone the people, what does the world have to do with me?"

Mi Zhanyan became more and more disdainful, but before raising his leg to leave, he still threw a sentence at Luo Tartta: "I am only responsible for sending them to Merry City, if you are unwilling, then go to Merry City." ”

Luo Tzuta listened to Mi Zhanyan's words and lay on the ground weakly, closing his eyes slightly.

Ye Youhuan listened to the words of the two of them sincerely, and he was unwilling.

But he knows in his heart that even if Mi Zhanyan is injured, he is not his opponent.

Besides, Zhong Ling was also injured, and there was no combat power to talk about.

Now, he can only follow his wishes and rush to Merry City as soon as possible.

……

The next journey was very smooth, and in less than three days, Ye Youhuan and the three of them arrived at Merry City, the imperial capital of Jingguo.

Merry City, that is the place that Ye Youhuan has been looking forward to the most all the way here.

After seeing the large and small towns and villages of Jingguo, Ye Youhuan wanted more and more to see the imperial capital with his own eyes, a city that was rumored to be like a paradise on earth.

At this moment, the three of them stood on the straight official road, looking at the gate of Merry City from a distance.

It was an exhilarating appearance that Ye Youhuan had never imagined.

Not only is it tall and majestic, but it is also magnificent, and it will shock the hearts of all first-time visitors.

I can only see that the highest part of the city tower is 20 meters away, the whole exhibition stretches to dozens of miles, and every few meters there is a huge Phnom Penh flag, on which there is a He Liang's 'Jing' word, which is extremely ostentatious.

In the middle of the city gate, there are three large characters of 'Merry City', and two symmetrical banners are embedded on both sides, which read:

"Prosperity and prosperity are all rivers, and the country is rich and the people are strong and tolerant."

Ye Youhuan looked at these two banners, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "This is the wind of a great country!" 'The sea is a hundred rivers'...... Comparing oneself to the sea and saying that others are rivers is not something that all countries dare to have. Sooner or later, I will tell the world that I too can be called that sea. ”

The trio drove into the city gates.

What overwhelmed Ye Youhuan and Zhong Ling was that not only were the buildings in the city dense, but also the streets were extremely lively.

Every shop is hung with red lights, banners are full, and there is a constant clamor of selling.

And the people on the street are also dragging their families, in groups of three or five, talking and laughing. Either stopped in front of the stalls, or Xu Bu watched the red letters on the street to the shops on both sides.

"Big cousin, why is it so lively?"

Zhong Ling had never seen such a scene, and she couldn't help but ask.

Without waiting for Ye Youhuan to speak, Mi Zhanyan answered: "Today is the twenty-third day of the lunar month, the day of the sacrificial stove. ”

After Ye Youhuan heard this, his heart was inexplicably tightened: "Time flies so fast, the New Year is coming in a blink of an eye." ”

He looked at the children on the street with sugar gourds, wearing tiger head cotton shoes, and the woman with a big belly, accompanied by her family, and suddenly felt sour.

"It's a young year, and I don't know if Princess Jingxin is good, and I don't know if Jinyu is lively there......"

Ye Youhuan was deep in thought, Zhong Ling patted him from behind and said, "Big cousin, let's get out of the car and take a walk, I really want to go and see it!" ”