The cold wind swept through Chang'an City, blowing on the faces of passers-by like being pricked by needles, the earth was depressed, the dry dry branches on the side of the road were swaying in the wind, and from time to time there was a small "click" sound of breaking branches, the wind blew across the ground, rustling and rubbing the world.

The largest lineup of stubborn lords in Chang'an City was assembled, and a large array of hundreds of domestic slaves was gathered in front of them...... The witch who had seen the gods was being beaten wildly, bleeding from the bottom of his eyes, and two blood marks in his nostrils flowed into his mouth, and the taste should be very bitter.

Zhuo Wangsun finally came panting, standing at the mouth of the alley dumbfounded, staring at the old witch who was pressed under him, speechless for a long time.

Today is the most exciting day of his life, first he was deceived by the slave in charge of the greenhouse, and then he was close to the poisonous snake, and he was almost scared to pee his pants, so he saw the witch as the reincarnation of the god, and in a blink of an eye, he saw that the god was beaten by mortals, and the gap in his heart was too big to accept.

In Zhuo Wangsun's heart, people who know divination should be mysterious, people who know martial arts should fly the eaves and walk the wall, and the gods must be King Kong is not bad and invincible, but you can't even beat a skinny monkey, don't you be funny?

Beaten under the gaze of hundreds of people, the witch was sad and angry. was like a lost dog that almost ran out of breath, panting so much that he couldn't even speak, and was inexplicably pounced on and beaten by someone, and when he went out in the morning, he calculated that there would be a murderous star covering the top today, did it really come true?

However, during the beating, it was also the time when the witch rested, and his breath finally eased a little.

"Kill them for me." When he was thinking about how to fix it, the old witch pulled his neck and shouted to the boy in front of the mansion, the voice was aggrieved and heartbreaking, very hurt, very hurt......

This shout finally made the pig think of a new repair method, his left hand grabbed the entire face of the witch, his right hand was raised high, and he slapped his cheeks hard one by one, "Dare to shout, dare to call people......"

But after a few blows, he stopped, not daring to move.

Although the sons were very puzzled in their hearts, why didn't the great wizard fight back, why didn't he slap the slave riding on him into slag, but seeing that the witch was humiliated by the lowly slave, he still habitually surrounded him, and the fairy even took the wooden staff from the hand of the house slave and carried it, with a grim look on his face.

When Han Erdan saw it, he knew that if no one came forward, he would definitely be killed on the spot, but it was useless for him to rush forward, and he would put his own life in it.

At the last moment, Han Yan lifted the curtain and jumped out of the carriage, shook the folding fan elegantly, strolled forward, attracted everyone's attention, and said: "Whoever dares to touch my slave will not be able to get along with me." ”

After speaking, he looked at the timid pig again, "Keep fighting, crying dad and calling mother." ”

The boy was stunned by this arrogant attitude, so he ......

"Huh?"

"Huh?"

"Ahaha......"

The laughter was full of ridicule, and everyone pointed at Han Yan and laughed, daring to pose in front of the top stubborn masters in Chang'an City, see how you die!

Being ridiculed by hundreds of people, Han Yan's face was as motionless as a mountain, still shaking the folding fan slowly, but in fact, he was panicked, thinking in his heart how to get out of the predicament, let alone saving the pig at the moment, if he didn't make it, even he himself would have to be humiliated by these people. But on the face, it must not show weakness.

The immortal took a step forward, put the wooden staff on his shoulder and looked at Han Yan, and saw that his clothes and clothes did not have obvious identity marks, so he shouted: "Where did the little hairy boy come from, he dared to pose in front of us and others, and report his name." ”

"Say it, I'm afraid I'll scare you to death." Han Yan tried his best to pretend to be very confident, his head could be broken, his hairstyle could not be messy, blood could flow, and his leather shoes could not be without oil, even if his skills were poor and his aura could not be lost.

"Yo-hee." The fairy smiled and said, "Hurry up and scare me to death, or I'll kill your servant." ”

The pig was still pressed on the witch, Han Yan asked him to continue fighting, and he did, but he became cautious, weakly, symbolically, and gave the witch a slap again, completely losing that ruthlessness, and could only hear the sound of the skin, but it didn't hurt. As soon as he heard that the immortal was going to kill him, he hurriedly looked back at Han Yan pitifully, help......

Three to one hundred.

At this point, Han Yan could only hope that his name could scare these gentlemen.

"I am Han Yan, the grandson of the Marquis of Gonggao, the disciple of the imperial historian Wei Juan, the sworn brother of the crown prince Liu Che, the king of Hejian is my senior brother, and the king of Yan is my buddy, can you wait to come up and worship as much as possible?"

"Han Yan?" The fairy was stunned, then laughed.

The sons also thought it was incredible: "How dare you be so rampant? ”

"This is the one who was reprimanded by the emperor for not doing his job?"

"The male pet who warmed the bed for the crown prince Liu Che?"

"That's him."

"Xian, why are you smiling so happily?"

"Hahaha...... He, he is my Ah Weng's subordinate, Shaofu Paper Cheng, Sesame Official, there are hundreds of miscellaneous agencies like him in Shaofu, he dares to pretend to be big in front of me, and when he turns around, he will let Ah Weng send him to eat *. ”

"The fairy boy is mighty." The crowd shouted in unison, and the momentum was high.

In fact, Han Yan talked a little too much, and he lost his normality, he only needed to report the name of the grandson of the Marquis of Gonggao, and the second generation of officials in front of him would think about the stakes and consider your network, just by virtue of the relationship with Liu Che, whether it was a person or a male pet, this group of people would not dare to touch you. But now the more you get a name, the more they think that you are forcibly pulling relationships, and you are doing things in the middle of a strong outside.

It was too late to understand this truth, and this time, Han Yan was really panicked.

Crossing over to the present, there has never been such a lonely and panicked person as today, there are many people on the other side, and the pig will definitely not be able to save it, if Han Erdan stops them, maybe he can run away. But in life, there are things to do, there are things not to do, and when disaster comes, I give up my brother and run away alone, if it spreads in the future, let alone Liu Che, everyone will not have a sincere relationship with you, and your reputation will be ruined.

"You run, I'll stop them." Han Erdan was ruthless, pushed Han Yan, took out the scimitar from his arms, and looked at death as if he were home. He thought of Han Yan's kindness in the past, the slave and the master are on an equal footing, they are absolutely unique in this world, and it is a great respect, and today, I will repay this kindness with my life.

Han Yan's fingertips were a little cold, the cold wind was blowing in his ears, and there was a whining sound, watching the house slaves put up the pigs, and some of the house slaves walked towards him, because the immortal spoke, "Arrest this shaft for me, and when my Ah Weng comes back, let him taste the taste of the following crimes." ”

The beauty of fate lies in the bizarre twists and turns, always going back and forth between a thousand twists and turns, one step out, a thought, you can't predict what the outcome will be in front of you, only brave to face it......

"Let them both go, and I'll leave them at your disposal." Han Yan's calm voice echoed through the street, and even the whining wind was suppressed.

"Yo...... Yo Yo Yo, what a sad scene, the master left himself as a hostage in order to save the slave, did you have a thunderbolt in your head? The fairy sneered, and then his face was tense, and there was a sharp edge in his eyes, and he said with a strained mouth: "Do you think I dare not touch you?" ”

"You can try."

"Break my leg." The immortal swept the wooden staff in a circle, fearlessly, and pointed at Han Yan and instructed the house slaves: "Kneel down for me first." ”

"Really?"

"I see who dares!"

The slightly immature cold drink exploded like a thunderbolt between heaven and earth, and the sound of whistling and galloping dense horses' hooves resounded through the streets, disturbing the residents on the street, and a gust of wind rose from the ground at the mouth of the alley, and then I saw the black flags erected to the sky to the wind and spread furiously, hunting like fire, and the words on the flag were like black dragons, dancing claws fiercely, and they wanted to break through the flag and fly into the sky at any time.

More than 100 soldiers wore blue and shiny fish scale iron armor, the momentum was violent, each face was full of tenacity and frost, killing fiercely, and the momentum of the charge converged, and there was a bloodthirsty murderous aura floating in the long wind, filling every beam of sunlight, shining the person in armor like a god.

The guards of the Imperial Palace are all the elites selected from the northern army of the Han Dynasty, all of whom have experienced a hundred battles and are used to protect the coming days, and they are just standing guard on weekdays, but as long as they get on the horse, they are cold-blooded soldiers who can fight with the Huns.

This momentum, this scene, Han Yan's blood was boiling, looking up at Liu Che who was riding on a horse, and a wave of worship suddenly appeared in his heart, and he was proud.

Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty is mighty!

The hundred slaves organized by the boy's buddies were silent for a moment, and in the face of the iron cavalry of the Northern Army, the cowardly trembled, and their crotches were wet in the blink of an eye.

But he was so good that he couldn't die, lying on the ground with black eyes, and he couldn't get up because he had no strength to get up, and his ears were quite good, and when he heard someone and the fairy fighting, he opened his voice and urged: "Come on, slaughter them for me......"

The roar of the weeping echoed through the streets, and the whining of the wind converged so poignantly, that the immortal's mansion was an iron-red wall, and in the sunlight, it had a tragic color like blood.

The child's face was as pale as dirt, and he only glanced at the word "Che" and knew that he had caused a big disaster, and the fairy was even more pale, and he wanted to plead for a few words, but he was so frightened that he collapsed on the ground by the roar of the witch......

Dare to say that he slaughtered Liu Che, it is like a conspiracy, except for His Majesty who dares to say this now, the rest of the nine clans.