Orchid Leaf Empire.

Wilderness Official Road.

One arrow to the west, flying immortals outside the sky.

Everyone present didn't see that arrow clearly, even Ge Sheng, who had cultivated for a thousand eons, only saw the cyan shadow that flickered away.

The young knight standing at the front remained motionless, as if nothing had happened.

But the top of his rune helmet, made of mythril and steel, had been completely wiped off by that arrow.

The man who shot the arrow had infinite confidence, and he shot towards Lan Yunsheng's head, and the arrow that exceeded the extreme speed finally grazed the scalp of the Lan nobleman, tearing open the sturdy helmet like tissue paper, cutting the bowstring of his hair, and then disappearing into the invisible distance.

Lan Yunsheng's statue-like face showed no anger or fear, his long blue hair fluttering in the wind, and his voice sounded quietly.

His sharp gaze seemed to penetrate the layers of obstacles, directly to the golden carriage in the deepest part.

"Is that your answer?"

Lan Yunsheng asked.

The mercenaries were completely stunned by the arrow, and they tensed their bodies, trembling as they waited for the impending charge.

Or slaughter.

and death.

No one would remain indifferent to such a vicious provocation, and besides, they were the most honorable and powerful soldiers of the Empire.

No one thought of surrendering, because no one believed that they would accept it.

However, the orderly cavalry in front of him was still silent, whether it was Lan Yunsheng, who was shot through the helmet at the head, or the knights behind him.

On the contrary, there was movement on the mercenary's side.

Ge Sheng looked back at the golden carriage incredulously.

Where the noble man was, where the arrow came from, directly shattered the curtain of the carriage, but the carriage was still chaotic, and no one could find out what was going on inside.

Someone or nobody.

Live or die.

So when the slender and white ankle stepped out of the chaos, Ge Sheng lost all thought.

She slowly stepped out of the chaos of the carriage, which she had never taken since she stepped into it.

The carriage covered all her possibilities until she stepped out of the carriage.

So it was only at this point that he finally became her.

She dragged out of her long white skirt, her makeup was luxurious and graceful, and the hem of her skirt floated an inch in the air, swaying in the wind like a white fish swimming in the water.

It was a long-haired girl, with delicate and gentle eyebrows, but this face was cast in Ge Sheng's eyes, like a thunderbolt from the sky.

He'd seen her, just never seen her like this.

White dress, gold crown, crystal boots.

She stepped out of the depths of the carriage, as if this was not a wilderness besieged by a heavy army, but in front of the emperor's bedchamber.

"Three princesses!"

More mercenaries had already called out her name, and then the weapons in their hands fell to the ground, and then they bowed their heads.

The third princess of Lanye, Ye Luan, the first daughter of the Ye family in the history of the empire to be crowned "Princess Xian", the blood of Qingluan.

Different from Her Royal Highness the Ninth Princess, who only heard her name, this virtuous princess has always been active in this empire, as a representative of the imperial family, attended and participated in the formulation of most internal affairs, if it were not for Lan Ye's already prestigious crown prince, maybe many people would support her as the first empress of this empire.

Ge Sheng couldn't believe it, he was standing in the carriage behind Ye Luan, together with the Third Highness, the last time they met, this prestigious princess Xian was dressed simply, but her temperament was amazing, and she had already given him an indelible feeling - it was really worthy of Ye Xiaojiu's sister.

However, this time they met, this virtuous princess was wearing the most formal dress of a princess, and her dignity and beauty could not be forced, but gave him an infinite feeling of strangeness.

Ye Luan's face was covered with delicate makeup, so that her expression was hidden under that mask, and only her cold and clear voice sounded, recalling the strength and inviolability of this Qingluan's blood.

"Yu is out, what do you want?"

Her right hand hung low, and a pale cyan hand crossbow was tied there, and there was no doubt that the shocking arrow had come from here.

Opposite her, Lan Yunsheng turned over and dismounted.

The Orchid Royal Knights turned over and dismounted.

One hundred and fourteen knights surnamed Lan took off their tightly wrapped rune helmets at the same time, revealing their faces.

Ge Sheng was stunned at a glance.

Among the one hundred and fourteen knights, there were young girls in their early seventeenth and eighteenth years, childish, but with fortitude and strength on their faces: there were also old men with snow-white hair, wrinkles crawling all over their cheeks.

They didn't even have uniform military appearances, old or young, male or female, but the only thing they had in common was their proud and high-spirited eyes at this time.

The Royal Knights of Lanye, no withdrawal, no betrayal.

Born for it, died for it.

They were opposite Ye Luan, holding their helmets in one hand and performing knightly salutes, and then knelt down on one knee beside their horses, bowing their heads while shouting lowly.

Everyone's voices were not high, but the one hundred and fourteen voices overlapped together, and it was like a rumbling thunder, which shook the carriage under Ge Sheng and trembled slightly.

"All the members of the First Brigade of the Lanye Guards Legion are here, welcoming Princess Xian back to the palace."

At this time, in the wilderness, the original atmosphere of slaughter was swept away, but it was filled with a heavy and oppressive atmosphere.

The mercenaries who were originally guarding had already dropped their weapons and knelt on the spot after Ye Luan stepped out of the carriage and was called out, without moving.

And the original enemies in front of them also knelt on one knee opposite, waiting for the princess's final answer.

So there were no kneeling people present, only three.

The first one is naturally Ye Luan, she is standing in place, there is no one worthy of her kneeling, on the contrary, the heads that are all over the mountains and fields are raised because of her.

The second is the Third Highness, this indifferent and cold senior sister, in this world, I am afraid that only the saint is in person, and she will make a gentle salute.

The third person was Ge Sheng in the carriage behind Ye Luan.

He is used to playing with Ye Xiaojiu, and he has never been very interested in princesses or anything, and he is not in the sight of everyone, so naturally he does not need to bend his knees.

However, at this time, Ge Sheng did not feel relaxed at all, but was in turmoil.

Yes, he would never want to be an enemy of the Ranye Royal Knights, no matter what the angle or interest is.

Unless, the person in the carriage is Ye Xiaojiu himself.

However, although it has been confirmed that Ye Xiaojiu himself is not here, but Ye Xiaojiu's own sister is here, what should he do.

He was no longer the boy who was feared by Vino under the edge of the green wings, he held the Heavenly Dao Sword in his hand, and he could even represent the opinion of that saint in the mortal world.

Even if the saint himself did not think so, it was enough for the world to think so.

He looked at the red-haired girl who was neither happy nor angry, hoping to get some help from her, but the Third Highness sat there on his knees as if he were pretending to sleep, not distracted by everything in the outside world.

Ge Sheng couldn't help but ask himself.

"If the person sitting here is Ye Xiaojiu himself, then what will that lawless and unbridled guy say? And what will be done? ”

(End of chapter)