For the fate he was about to obtain, he didn't feel that there was anything unfair, or that his life was bleak, he felt that it should be like this, his life should be like this, there was no sense of being ruined by anyone, he cut that pair into four sections, it was very deserved, and he should go to the frontier to fill the army.

He was a very special existence in prison, and when others laughed at him, he laughed, and when others insulted him, he laughed, but no one dared to beat him, because those who had done those things were already missing arms and legs.

He looked at the various states in the prisoner car, as if he was watching a play, and he didn't have much emotion.

Suddenly, his ears moved, and he looked in a certain direction of the street, and he looked a little surprised.

His hearing is amazing, more than anyone else's, he can hear farther than ordinary people, and it is more accurate and clear.

He heard the crowd of people, the sound of excitement, more spectacular than that time when he himself got married, even ten or a hundred times more spectacular.

Could it be that some big man has arrived? He asked himself.

When the sound reached the ears of everyone inside and outside the prison car, a large crowd of people began to appear in the streets, like ocean waves.

There are a sea of people, and the voices of people are endless.

The soldiers in charge of escorting the prisoner cart, as well as the people in the prison and the prisoners in the prison cart, all showed shocked expressions, they had no idea what was happening, and it was even more lively than the quarrel in the morning market.

Iron Yama Wu's smiling and unwavering face finally showed an interested look, knowing how rare it was to be able to make him interested.

"It's good to meet interesting things before you go to the frontier." He thought.

The spring sunlight shines through the tiles, slightly clear, casting clear images everywhere, and the infinite sky light sprinkles a golden glow, like broken gold.

Suddenly, the gold on the ground was obscured by a large surging cloud, and it fell into darkness in an instant.

The noisy insults, shouts, and ridicule were mixed in that cloud, and suddenly there was such a magnificent charm.

People hate Guan Qinghe, and thus hate his immortal son, so their foul language carries a certain sense of righteousness and sacredness, no matter what, killing, or other negative actions, applied to the wicked in everyone's eyes, are all righteous, righteous.

Guan Kuo was angry, but he was not angry, he was angry because some of their words touched his heart, and he didn't have the strength to scold so many people, he felt that he had never done anything hurtful, but he was said to be like this, it was very inexplicable, and the lump ## that really poisoned the people of the Tang Dynasty was supported and respected by them, so he was a little aggrieved and angry.

He is not angry, it is because of such an interesting joy and excitement, he is about to leave Chang'an, to that distant and strange place, he thinks that today will be dark, but so many Chang'an people, but from the bottom of their hearts, they surrounded him, surrounded him, and "saw him off", he felt very proud, very novel, very honored.

This is the most beautiful distribution frontier in the history of Chang'an City, and no one can be more spectacular than him.

The commander of the prisoner cart tightened the saber on his waist, forcibly calmed his emotions, and said softly: "They want to rebel? ”

Of course, this will not be a rebellion, the rebellion is not so "gentle", it only uses words as an attack, and it is full of such a painting style.

The crowd surrounded Guan Kuo and the two guards of the Changliu Palace, and they just came all the way in the direction of the prisoner car.

Spit flying.

One by one, he tried to "respond" to as many people as possible, which attracted more violent verbal attacks.

The fragrance of Chang'an flowers is mixed with dryness, which slowly diffuses in the air and turns into a peculiar color.

The officers and men escorting the prisoner van became more and more nervous, and they had no idea what kind of shocking thing had happened, which had triggered such a magnificent picture.

"Guard!"

The commander drew his long knife with a "sonorous sound", raised it high, and gave an order with a shocked face.

In fact, everyone, including the people in the prison, was waiting for his order.

Suddenly, the sound of the long knife unsheathed was endless, and everyone was nervously guarding the perimeter of the prisoner car, waiting for a possible emergency.

Those who were either depressed, ridiculed life, or scolded before, all lay on the edge of the prisoner car, their eyes widened, looking at the surging crowd, wanting to see what kind of divine could have such a powerful aura.

Tie Shan sat there cross-legged, crossed his arms, smiling, but it was difficult to hide his expression.

The two guards of the Changliu Palace felt that their ears were buzzing, and their heads were bombarded so indiscriminately that they suddenly became groggy, and their arms that were dragging Guan Kuo gradually became weak.

All of this is thanks to Guan Kuo, however, looking at that guy, he seems to be responding to the words of some people in Chang'an very seriously.

To tell the truth, it was the first time they had encountered such a strange flower in this life.

That's because they don't understand Guan Kuo, Guan Kuo can not care about some words that sound unbearable, but for other words that ordinary people don't seem to be very strong, he has a great disgust, and he has to fight it.

The crowd slowly surged towards the prison.

Even though they were wearing armor and holding long knives, those officers and soldiers still felt their lips dry and a little shady when they looked at this magnificent scene.

If these people really want to rob the prison, even if they are unarmed, they can just step on this side.

The crowd is near.

Turbulent.

The Commander's hand began to accumulate sweat, the corners of his mouth twitched, and a sudden surge of strength surged in his heart at the thought of his responsibility, so he pulled his throat and forcibly made himself look imposing:

"Today, criminals are assigned to the frontier to fill the army, and the idle people will stop and must not be impacted!"

People obviously heard his shout, but under the excitement of the crowd, they did not stop immediately, but the pace slowed down, and subconsciously stopped approaching.

In fact, everyone doesn't want to cause trouble, they want to mess with Guan Kuo, but they don't want to mess with the officials.

They stayed near the prisoner's cart, subconsciously watching out for the armored soldiers who had drawn their long knives, but they still refused to retreat.

Now, the sea of people finally approached, the sound was mixed, like the waves were surging, and those soldiers and those waiting in the prisoner car to fill the army felt the experience of being submerged by the sea of people, and their faces kept changing.