On the main street leading to Yong'an Gate in Changle Fang, hundreds of Xuanwolf soldiers guarded a giant flag with a bright white elephant family emblem, and two tall men in plain white brocade clothes held the flagpole and walked forward. Behind the family emblem is a giant carriage pulled by eight horses, and the guardrail of the carriage is a colossus carved in hollow relief.

An old man in a purple brocade suit, short and fat, sitting cross-legged on top of Tuanpu, suddenly felt a strong cold air pressing towards the frame. The corners of his eyes wrinkled slightly, and a sense of déjà vu welled up in his heart, but he shook his head again and sighed lightly, "It shouldn't be him, but this cold air is very familiar, but it is less than one-ten-thousandth of his." ”

The sword that Yun Ruowu swung cut off Gong Ming's right hand, and the sword qi of the Bai Yun Sword surged to the streets, and anyone who knew a little bit of martial arts could feel the powerful sword qi. What's more, Du Pingye, the head of the three major deacon elders of the Vientiane clan who had just driven into Dragon City, lifted the curtain of the frame window with his rough left hand, waved his hand to the guards next to the frame, and motioned for everyone to stop.

"Stop!" The guard conveyed the order of the deacon elder, and everyone looked at the frame in confusion, but no one dared to question this order, even the commander of the Xuanwolf Army in front of the carriage had to obey the order, and the Xuanwolf soldiers stopped, and everyone grabbed the halberd and pushed it on both sides of the street, watching the people around them vigilantly.

Du Pingye walked out of the carriage, and the attendant in plain white brocade sitting in front of the carriage respectfully tightened the carriage.

"Elder, deacon, I wonder what you command?" The leader of the Xuanwolf Army, who was guarding the Vientiane tribe, ran over quickly, looking up at the short and fat old man in the carriage with a smile on his face.

The Vientiane tribe is in charge of half of Luofu's sea frontier, with salt pans that are rivaling the richest country, and there are more than a dozen peerless masters hidden in their tribe. A commander of the Xuanwolf Military Region did not dare to slack off, he stood respectfully on the side of the carriage, and respectfully asked Du Pingye to give orders.

Du Pingye took a deep breath, and the cold breath suddenly stopped, without any trace or breath. He stepped out of the carriage with the help of his attendants and walked in the direction of the streets and alleys of Changle Fang.

The Xuan Wolf Army guarding was at a loss when they saw this, they were originally going to escort the Great Elder of the Vientiane Tribe Deacon to enter the Imperial City directly, but unexpectedly, as soon as they entered the Dragon City, Du Pingye walked towards the direction of Changle Fang for some reason, and the commander waved his hand helplessly, signaling the Xuan Wolf Army to open the way in front.

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Yun Ruowu hurriedly withdrew the Baiyun Sword into the rag in his left hand, and saw that the eyes of the people on the side were cold, and the dignified commander of the Southern Courtyard of Shangguan Mansion was actually subdued by this inconspicuous young man with one move, and he also cut off the opponent's right palm.

He glanced at Wang Guiping, who came over from the opposite side, and then looked at the bloodstains on the ground, and his whole face changed suddenly, and his face was like dead ashes. Yun Ruowu was stunned and didn't know what to do, "This... This... Brother Wang..."

Wang Guiping came to him, patted Yun Ruowu's shoulder, and smiled happily, "Xiao Wu, it's okay, if there is anything in the future, Young Master Hao will speak for you." As he spoke, he moved his gaze to Ouyang Hao on the wooden chair in front of the carriage not far away, and led him towards the caravan, while the guards on the side dispersed the passers-by.

"Young Master Hao?" Yun Ruowu looked at the young man in gorgeous clothes with a surprised expression, not a few years older than himself.

Thinking that if it wasn't for the young man just now, he would probably be taken away by Gong Ming and the others early in the morning, so he didn't refuse, and walked to the caravan with Wang Guiping.

"Little brother, what is the teacher?" Ouyang Hao hurriedly got up from the wooden chair, picked up a cup of new tea from the maid beside him, handed it to Yun Ruowu, and said in a low voice without smiling, "Come and suppress the shock, don't panic, with our Ouyang family here, that Gong Ming doesn't dare to take you what." ”

Yun Ruowu grunted and drank the cup of tea, handed the cup back, looked at Ouyang Hao, who was diametrically opposed to his previous attitude, and thanked, "Thank you, young master, I..." He remembered the fight on Tianyun Mountain, he hid on the roof of the courtyard, and saw the senior brothers in the sect falling into the sea of fire one after another, so he choked up and couldn't speak.

"Don't be nervous... With me Ouyang Hao here, I won't let people bully you. Ouyang Hao thought that the kid in front of him was worried that the people from Shangguan Mansion would chase and kill, so he was scared like this, so he hurriedly comforted. He also ordered Wang Fugui to help Yun Ruowu go to the car for leisure, and when the people of the Vientiane tribe passed the Yong'an Gate, they set off immediately.

"Thank you, Young Master Hao." Yun Ruowu also followed Wang Guiping, calling Ouyang Hao like this.

The three of them walked to Ouyang Hao's frame together, in order to keep Yun Ruowu, Ouyang Hao specially ordered someone to arrange Wang Guiping alone behind his frame to show his dignity, so that Wang Guiping and Yun Ruowu could sit in the same carriage.

Just as the three of them were about to board the carriage, a group of Xuanwolf troops rushed over from an alley and rushed Ouyang Hao, Wang Guiping, and Yun Ruowu away.

Before Ouyang Hao could see who the other party was, he opened his mouth and roared, "You don't have long eyes?" As soon as the words landed, he saw the armor of the wolf's fangs passing in front of his eyes, and the whole person trembled, his right hand held the frame tightly, and his feet couldn't stand.

Even if the four major families are prominent, they must be very different from King Yong after all, let alone the third son of the Ouyang family. Ouyang Hao hurriedly bowed down and apologized, taking the opportunity to retreat, but as a result, the Xuan Wolf Army didn't put him in his eyes at all, completely ignoring him.

A short and fat old man in the alley walked over slowly, and the people of the Xuanwolf Army respectfully retreated to both sides, and when they saw the army of King Yong, the people on the street looked frightened like birds of prey, and retreated backwards, leaning against the corner, and those timid people took the opportunity to slip away.

Du Pingye came to the front of Ouyang's convoy, looked up and looked around, feeling that the cold was getting stronger and stronger, but everywhere he looked, he kept shaking his head, and he didn't find the person he was looking for, and he didn't let go of every old man or man on the street.

Ouyang Hao stared nervously at the short and fat old man in the distance, with a shrewd elephant head embroidered on his chest, and his long trunk extending behind him along the veins around his waist. "Deacon!" Looking at the elephant's head and trunk, he exclaimed, he had only heard the eldest brother mention the family emblem of the Vientiane tribe before, but today he actually saw it on an old man.

"Could it be that the news of the Eagle Rider is wrong... Wrong... No..."Du Pingye still didn't give up, he didn't let go of anyone in the street convoy, the old man and man he had watched before, and now he didn't even let go of the women, children and teenagers in the street, his eyes swept over everyone.

Looking at Du Pingye's terrifying expression, Yun Ruowu subconsciously shrank back, blocking the sight of the old man in the distance with the carriage. Wang Guiping saw his strange look and asked with concern, "What's the matter, Xiao Wu?" ”

Yun Ruowu looked at him nervously, shook his head, and motioned for him not to speak. Both hands tightly grasped the Baiyun Sword at his waist, but the tighter he gripped it, the more the cold in the Baiyun Sword dispersed.

"Brother Yun, I know you're here, and that sword aura can't hide it from me." Du Pingye felt the sword qi of the Baiyun Sword, thinking that Yun Wenxin was not dead yet, he firmly believed that the sect master of the Yuntian Sect could not die easily, and he walked in the direction of the sword qi with vigorous steps.

"Brother Yun... Brother Yun..."

Yun Ruowu saw that the short and fat old man was getting closer and closer to him, and his nervous hands broke out in cold sweat, so he hurriedly let go of the rags that wrapped Bai Yunjian and wiped the cold sweat from his hands on his robe.

Du Pingye walked to the front of the merchant convoy, the sword aura suddenly did not feel at all, his eyes swept coldly from the east side of the convoy, and he looked to the west, still did not find the person he was looking for.