Chapter 13: What an Accident
Ye Qingyao walked through the crowd, and the people on the street looked sideways when they saw Ye Qingyao wearing a mask.
Ye Qingyao didn't care about the eyes of others, and swaggered towards the direction of the City Lord's Mansion. The sound of tapping and tapping came from the front, and there were a few faint cheers.
Ye Qingyao's eyes narrowed slightly, and the people in front of her seemed to have heard some instructions, and they all moved out of the way on both sides of the road.
Ye Qingyao frowned slightly, and asked a man next to her, "What's going on, everyone is avoiding it?"
The man's eyebrows tightened, he looked at the woman in green next to him, and whispered, "Hurry up and get out of the way, it's too late if you don't leave." After speaking, the man grabbed Ye Qingyao's sleeve and dragged her aside.
Ye Qingyao only felt a strong force coming from the left, and Ye Qingyao stumbled under his feet and fell into the man's arms.
The picture freezes in an instant.
Ye Qingyao's head was buzzing, and the warm touch from the broad chest under her head did not give her warmth, on the contrary, Ye Qingyao felt that she was trembling. That manly aura didn't intoxicate her, on the contrary, Ye Qingyao felt that it would not be an exaggeration if the smell was called "Suo Ming San".
"It's over, it's over. Ye Qingyao felt that the sky was about to fall, and she actually fell into the arms of a strange man. But fortunately, Dao Xuan didn't see it, and Ye Qingyao secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
No, no, no, how can I think like that. A strange feeling arose from Ye Qingyao's heart, Ye Qingyao hurriedly stood up and ran towards the front in a panic.
The man looked at Ye Qingyao's distant figure, opened his mouth and closed it again, the man smelled the residual fragrance, and his eyes revealed a trace of intoxication: "It's so fragrant." ”
Ye Qingyao walked forward in a panic, all she was thinking about was the scene just now: how could she be so careless? I am not pure......
Ye Qingyao's thoughts were chaotic, and she didn't know that she was stumbling and walking, like a walking corpse.
Ye Qingyao walked forward in despair, the people next to her looked at the woman in green with a mask in surprise, someone in the crowd wanted to open her mouth to remind the woman in green, but the person next to her covered her mouth with her hand. There was a young man who wanted to hold the woman in green, and as soon as he took the first step, he was pulled back by a friend next to him.
There were whispers in the crowd, but no one dared to make a loud noise.
Ye Qingyao couldn't see these small movements, because she didn't focus on these others at all, she just wanted to walk step by step until she reached the City Lord's Mansion.
A woman on horseback appeared from the front, wearing a long red dress, carrying an arrow bag, holding a red cloud streamer bow, her skin was like clotted fat, her eyes were flowing, and she was looking forward to it. The end is beautiful and picturesque, and it is unparalleled.
The woman saw Ye Qingyao staggering towards her, her eyebrows were slightly raised, and her eyes revealed a trace of dissatisfaction: It's just that where did the wild woman come from, so she doesn't understand the rules of the city, and she doesn't know if she needs to avoid seeing herself?
"Forget it, this palace is in a good mood today, let her go. The woman in red pulled the red steed under the reins and stopped slowly, and the red steed wagged its tail and neighed.
The woman in red stabilized her figure, waved her left hand, and the soldier who followed closely behind stepped forward, and the woman in red whispered a few words in the soldier's ear, and the soldier nodded yes.
Looking at Ye Qingyao, who was slowly approaching, the woman in red waved her big sleeves, and the soldiers in gold armor stood in a row in front of the horse, and the spear in her hand slammed downward, and the dust waves were like stacks, attacking Ye Qingyao.
Ye Qingyao's brain was in chaos, and the dust entering her nose made Ye Qingyao a little uncomfortable, and the soldiers in front made Ye Qingyao realize that she seemed to be in the wrong place.
But......
What if you go wrong!
Ye Qingyao's heart was extremely irritable, a feeling of wanting to vent her irritability spread in her heart, Ye Qingyao took a deep breath, trying her best to keep herself calm: the soldiers in front of her faintly made her feel extraordinary, the formation patterns on the spear flickered, and the coercion that came made Ye Qingyao's breath stagnate.
Maybe it's someone from the City Lord's Mansion, Ye Qingyao saw this kind of style, and secretly thought in his heart: If there is such an army in this city, it will also be the City Lord's Mansion. Thinking of this, Ye Qingyao looked up at the woman in red on the horse, and thought to herself: This little sister should be the daughter of the city lord... Haven't seen it. Ye Qingyao shook her head and continued to move forward.
The woman in red felt that she was despised: this woman didn't retreat, she just ignored my warning and continued to move forward, I really didn't dare to touch her!
The woman in red raised the Red Cloud Streamer Bow and shouted: "If you dare to take a step forward, this palace will be expelled from the city as an enemy of the City Lord's Mansion." ”
"Is it really from the City Lord's Mansion......" Ye Qingyao's footsteps paused slightly, and then stepped forward.
What about the City Lord's Mansion! Can the City Lord's Mansion stand in my way?
The woman in red paused when she looked at Ye Qingyao's footsteps, thinking that Ye Qingyao would be able to stop, but she didn't expect that this woman in green would be so unrecognizable. That's it, banish.
"Where are the guards, stop this woman for me. ”
The words of the woman in red echoed in the sky, and the golden-armored soldier picked up the spear and walked towards Ye Qingyao with an expressionless face.
At this moment, a young man squeezed out of the crowd and stopped in front of Ye Qingyao.
Ye Qingyao raised her eyebrows: Who is this man, does he want to be a hero to save the beauty?
Looking at the man dressed in white, Ye Qingyao's figure in his mind coincided with the man, and he couldn't help but feel a wave in his heart.
The man turned his head, looked at the golden-armored soldier who was slowly approaching, and said in a deep voice: "This person is my friend, please don't hurt her for my sake." ”
The woman in red clapped her hands, the gold-armored soldier stopped, looked at the young man, and the woman in red said with a disdainful expression: "Who are you? Why should I give you face." ”
"Me?" the young man chuckled, took out a token from his waist, and shook it at the woman in red. The woman in red was shocked, her face flickered, as if she was thinking about the pros and cons. The woman in red looked at Ye Qingyao angrily, gritted her teeth and said, "Go." Then one turned and rode away.
Before Ye Qingyao could react, the woman in red rode away. The golden-armored soldier in front of him stared at him, and clasped his fists towards the young man and said, "Please also ask your subordinates to be merciful." ”
The young man glanced at the golden-armored soldier in front of him, and said lightly: "I'm not the kind of person with a small belly, you go, I won't embarrass the City Lord's Mansion." ”
"Thank you. The golden-armored soldier straightened up and said.
The young man tossed the token in his hand and said casually: "Seeing that your cultivation is extraordinary, I wonder if you have any intention of being my guard?" The man paused and said leisurely: "After all... This place is too small, the world is huge, why bother living in such a small place?"
The golden-armored soldier was stunned for a moment, shook his head and said, "The bird's own bird's own intention, don't bother the son." ”
"Forget it. The young man shrugged his shoulders and said.
"Then I'll go first. The young man turned his head to look at Ye Qingyao with a mask and said with a smile.
"Wait a minute, can you show me the token you just took out?" Ye Qingyao looked at the young man who was about to leave and asked softly.