On the fifth day of the first lunar month, it is the day when Ye Youhuan and others are invited to enjoy the lanterns in the imperial city of Jingguo.

Ye Youhuan instructed Yang Xie that all those who followed into the imperial city should wear plain clothes, and no red was allowed on their bodies.

Ye Youhuan and his party were seven people, Princess Jingxin did not participate, in addition to Yang Xie and Zhong Ling, there were also four entourages carrying gifts.

It was still early, and the seven of them set off from the inn.

Zhong Ling ran to Ye Youhuan's side and asked curiously, "Cousin, aren't we going to enjoy the lanterns, and it's not a war, why are we wearing such plain clothes?" ”

Ye Youhuan looked Zhong Ling up and down, and saw that she was very obedient, and there was no bright color on her body, so she explained: "We have to let Emperor Jingguo know that our mood is very heavy, we are not here to eat, drink and have fun, the country is destroyed, we are not worthy!" I've come all the way to talk about business. ”

"Can he see what we're trying to do?"

"On a normal day, I guess he can't feel it, but this is the New Year, and the whole palace is jubilant, just a few of us are like 'crying and mourning', do you say it is conspicuous?"

Zhong Ling listened to Ye Youhuan's words, and couldn't help but laugh: "Yes, yes, yes!" Worthy of my big cousin! ”

Ye Youhuan and Zhong Ling walked in front, talking and laughing, and Yang Xie and his entourage followed closely behind.

As soon as a few people turned into Liumao Avenue, they realized that the situation around them was slightly wrong.

There were several people hovering on both sides of Liumao Avenue, as if they were waiting for Ye Youhuan and his party to appear.

When Ye Youhuan and the others entered their encirclement, they gathered in the center and followed closely behind Ye Youhuan.

Zhong Ling was the first to wake up.

"Big cousin!" Zhong Ling's beautiful eyes were unusually bright in the dusk

"Hmm!" Ye Youhuan also noticed it, and the pace on his feet gradually slowed down, paying attention to the movements of the people who followed.

When Ye Youhuan saw that there were also a few people in front of him, he completely stopped.

After a few seconds of stalemate, Ye Youhuan asked the comer: "Who is it?" Why are you in my way? ”

"You are Ye Youhuan?"

The comer did not hide his face, and it seemed that he was 'above board' to block the way.

"Who are you?"

"I may be your future classmate."

"Classmates?" Ye Youhuan didn't understand the words of the comer.

Yang Xie reacted immediately, stepped forward to Ye Youhuan's side in two steps, and hurriedly explained: "General, this should be the person who is running for the 'Sage Pavilion' with you." ”

"Huh?" Ye Youhuan couldn't understand, and turned his head to look at Yang Xie.

"The number of places selected for the Sage Pavilion every year is limited, and not all the people who participate in the application can enter the study, and the competition before the selection is still very cruel."

"So, you said that this person came to me for the sake of being selected?" Ye Youhuan asked.

"He said classmate, then eighty percent of it." Yang Xie affirmed.

After listening to Yang Xie's words, Ye Youhuan turned to the comer and asked in a loud voice, "Which country are you?" What is it called? ”

"In Xialu, Yingda, come and ask for advice." The other party was straightforward and did not hide it at all.

When Ye Youhuan heard this name, he always felt a little familiar, and after recalling it for a long time, he remembered that on the way to Jingguo, there was a county commander with a spear, named Yingbu, who was also a native of Lu Guo.

Recalling that battle, Ye Youhuan still has palpitations.

He looked up and down at the comer, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt that it was a copy of Yingbu.

"Are you ......" Ye Youhuan asked tentatively, "You and Yingbu ......"

"That's right, Yingbu is the younger brother below."

As soon as these words came out, Ye Youhuan and Zhong Ling became alert, and the two couldn't help but glance at each other.

You must know that although Yingbu is not dead, he was burned by Ye Youhuan so that he does not look like a human being, and a ghost does not look like a ghost, how can he call it a 'miserable' word.

Ye Youhuan secretly said in his heart: "It seems that this person is not only here to avenge his younger brother because of the Sage Pavilion, seeing that the time to enter the imperial city is coming, if he is involved, it will be really troublesome." ”

Ye Youhuan was thinking about it, and Yingda on the other side said: "Come on, let's learn, let me see what kind of person can defeat my brother." ”

With that, Yingda pulled out a pair of short knives from his waist and prepared for the fight.

"I have something to do today, I can't fight you, let's do it another day!" Ye Youhuan said bluntly.

"Wouldn't that be better? Let's do it quickly! As Yingda spoke, he rushed towards Ye Youhuan.

His speed was not lower than that of his younger brother Yingbu, and his physique was a few points stronger than Yingbu.

Seeing Yingda rushing over, Ye Youhuan and Zhong Ling jumped away from both sides.

After dodging, Ye Youhuan ignited his body, and two fireballs were transported in his hands, beckoning towards Yingda.

Ye Youhuan originally thought that Yingda's short knife would definitely not be able to gain any benefit under his own fire attack.

But unexpectedly, Yingda actually penetrated his fireball, and the tip of a knife went straight to the tip of his nose.

Seeing this, Ye Youhuan waved his hand, and the flames almost hit Yingda's face, which made the short knife in Yingda's hand change direction.

The two separated.

Ye Youhuan asked curiously, "You're not afraid of fire?" ”

"Who is not afraid of fire?" Yingda was refreshed: "Listen to my brother, you are a fire-wielder, I deliberately put a coating on your body, it seems to be quite useful." ”

Yingda said, looking at the arm that had just penetrated Ye Youhuan's flames.

Ye Youhuan found that the layers that had been burned by the fire had shown a dry crack, and Yingda shook it, and some of the cracked layers fell directly to the ground.

"It doesn't seem to work, and it needs to be improved." Indah muttered to herself.

"Then don't get in my way, you can't do anything if you paint this little thing."

Ye Youhuan wanted to persuade Yingda to quit, but before he finished speaking, Yingda disappeared into thin air on the empty Liumao Avenue, and even the entourage he brought disappeared out of thin air.

On the entire nearly 100-meter-wide Liumao Avenue, only Ye Youhuan and his party were left, and they were as silent and weird as death.

Zhong Ling immediately pulled out the Shadow Sword from his waist and observed the surroundings like Ye Youhuan leaning in the direction.

"Big cousin, did you see it just now?" Zhong Ling confirmed to Ye Youhuan.

Ye Youhuan shook his head and held his breath.

He looked around carefully and whispered, "This is too weird, more than a dozen people, if you don't see it, you're gone?" ”

"Bang! ——”

"Whoa! ——”

Just when Ye Youhuan and Zhong Ling didn't figure out the situation, the congratulatory gift they prepared for Emperor Jingguo was suddenly overturned to the ground.

The sound of things scattering startled everyone.

But before Ye Youhuan could see what the specific situation was, he saw that the four entourages carrying gifts seemed to be attacked by the air.

Everyone pushed forward with their waists, and then fell to the ground with a "poof", and then covered their buttocks and shouted repeatedly, as if someone had beaten the board.

Seeing this, Zhong Ling rushed forward with two strong steps, but when the four of them got close, it was as silent as death.