The August sun was so hot that even the birds in the sky were nowhere to be seen.

On the side of the country road, there is a lonely wooden house, which is very abrupt. The owner of the hut set up a tea stall on the side of the road, with a bowl of three cents and a bowl, just to make a living and relieve the fatigue of passers-by.

"Little Er, two bowls of tea!" A clear voice sounded, startling the sleepy two. Shaking his sleepy head, he got up in a daze to pour tea.

Dressed in white, the owner of the voice sat down on a simple wooden bench. A saber and long hair were simply tied up. She didn't deliberately hide her gender, and hung a small and delicate lock around her waist, and the complex patterns made the lock look very weird. At the age of fourteen or fifteen, although he is still childish, he has begun to look like a city. Dressed in a chivalrous costume, she was surrounded by a faint fairy aura all over her body.

It should be a newcomer who is new to the rivers and lakes.

——————I am Ziyan and enter the dividing line of Huadu——————

Xuancheng, such a prosperous ancient city.

It has been located here since the appearance of the country. Five years ago, the first emperor made the capital here. Five years of development have made Xuancheng the most prosperous capital today, with an unprecedented degree of development. There are tens of thousands of shops here, and it is also a holy place for all the people in the rivers and lakes to yearn for. Just because there are many masters here, it is also the general site of the Shaolin Temple in the Tianshan Mountains.

After walking for another two hours, he finally came to the bottom of the city, Ziyan looked at the city wall more than ten meters high, and was coldly shaken by the sun.

The flow of people was still moving slowly, and the whole crowd was restless because of the heat. It's all people who enter the city receiving rows.

In the vast plains, this long procession is like a swimming dragon. God knows when you'll be able to enter town.

Suddenly, the bronze bell on the city wall was struck five times. A loud reverberation echoed across the plains for a long time.

"The third prince has arrived, open the city gate!" Without warning, the general guarding the gate suddenly shouted loudly.

The people in front of the city gate hurriedly retreated to both sides, kneeling on the ground, and the originally noisy crowd immediately quieted down. In an instant, a large open space was vacant in the center of the city gate, and only Ziyan stood in the center looking at the people on both sides, a little overwhelmed.

Looking over with a voice, Ziyan saw a purple shadow horse coming from afar.

The sun reflected the shadow of the shadowless horse getting closer and closer, and the surroundings were extremely quiet, except for the sound of the horse's hooves.

The distance was getting shorter and shorter, and Ziyan could see the person on the horse clearly.

A gray brocade robe was embroidered with six golden dragons, and at a glance he knew that it was the best silk, which set off his noble temperament. The man's facial lines are like a knife and an axe, and he is very handsome, but it makes people feel afraid when they look at it. The cold black eyes are bottomless, like a pool of stagnant water, as if you can suck people into it by looking at it.

I had never seen such a handsome face, and even won three points compared to the master, and Ziyan lost his mind for a while.

"Phew!" The Shadow stopped in front of the purple smoke, and immediately looked at her condescendingly.

"Get out of the way" cold voice without a hint of emotion.

Ziyan subconsciously turned sideways and came back to his senses, and the ride had turned into a touch of purple and went away. Purple Smoke stared at his back as if he was lost. This glance is a lifetime.

At night, the moonlight imprinted a faint shadow through the high palace wall, and the surroundings were quiet, except for the gentle footsteps of the patrolling soldiers, there was no sound, and the golden and brilliant palace was hidden in the moonlight, like a fairyland.

Purple smoke squatted on the palace wall, tapping his fingers. A flash of silver light appeared, reflecting the moonlight and blood, and the patrolling soldiers quickly decreased.

After a cup of tea, Ziyan clapped her hands. In an instant, hundreds of meters of Kunlun spider silk had all received the Fengluo lock.

Getting up, Ziyan slowly walked in the direction of Longqi Palace.

Suddenly, the sound of breaking wind suddenly sounded, and a menacing feather arrow pierced Ziyan's left shoulder, and blood splattered directly on her face. The figure immediately retreated rapidly, and in the next second, a shiny blade was already hitting her throat.

I've never met such a powerful enemy since my debut. Knowing that he was invincible, Ziyan was shocked, but he did not flinch at all.

With his right hand, he quickly swung out three rays of spider silk, blocking the sword, and Ziyan turned around and fled. In the blink of an eye, the purple smoke disappeared into the wall.

Hua Lantian didn't catch up, he looked thoughtfully at the fleeing figure, and his heart was also shocked. Although he had long known that Fengluo had come to Xuancheng, he had never expected that Fengluo would be so young.

In the south of the city, Ziyan sat on the ground covering her wounds.

Consciousness is becoming more and more blurred, desperate, unwilling.

Never touched death.

Ziyan was a child after all, and she was very panicked. She misses Master and wants to go home. The consciousness became more and more blurred, and suddenly the cold eyes of the day appeared in my mind.

There was only one thought left, she wanted to live!