The wheels rolled, rolling out of a river and lake.

Unconsciously, the convoy had already left Luojing and walked onto the official road.

"Where are you from? What is your name?" In the carriage, Feng Die looked curiously at the young man who had been groomed in front of her, don't you say, this young man showed his true face after washing, and his appearance was also delicate, with a faint sense of nobility.

"Cangyue", the word boy counts as an answer.

"What about your family?" Feng Die didn't care about his attitude and asked.

"Dead", Cangyue is still two words.

"You are really a person, how can you talk two words and two words and jump out," Feng Die was angry, puffed out her mouth, and looked at each other angrily.

"Why are you following us?" A blank piece of paper appeared in front of him, and Ren looked at each other ethereally.

"Repay the favor", Cangyue glanced at the rice paper.

"I don't need anyone to repay the favor", the handwriting appeared on the paper.

"Repaying the favor is my business, not yours", Cangyue said firmly.

The unexpected answer made Ren Miao smile slightly.

"Ahem, ahem!" Suddenly, Ren Miao began to cough, and a wisp of blood appeared, but it was wiped away by him indifferently.

When Cang Yue saw this scene, a trace of curiosity and worry flashed in her eyes.

Seeing Cangyue's expression, Ren Miao raised his pen: "It's okay, the old disease." ”

Except for the initial conversation, after that, Cangyue stopped talking, and Feng Die also lost her initial curiosity, lying on the car window and looking at the scenery on the side of the road, and for a while, the car fell into silence.

All the way, the wind and waves are calm.

The old lady didn't ask Ren Miao to see her, as if she had forgotten that she had such a grandson, of course Ren Miao didn't care, far away from the Hou Mansion and away from the femme fatale, he was also happy and relaxed.

He looked at the young man in front of him with interest, at this moment, the young man named Cangyue was sitting cross-legged on the board with his eyes closed, his expression was neither sad nor joyful, but his breath was faintly visible around him, as if he was practicing an unknown exercise.

Not only was Ren Miao observing, Caiyun on the side also looked at the young man curiously, obviously not expecting that this young man who was inadvertently saved would actually know the method of cultivation.

You must know that in this world, although there are many cultivation methods, not everyone can practice them, most of them are monopolized in the upper class society, even if it is the lowest level of cultivation methods, ordinary people have no chance to contact them at all, but the hand breathing technique of this young man in front of him can be seen to be a profound cultivation technique, it can be seen that this young man is only afraid that it is not from ordinary people.

Suddenly, the young man's face turned blue for a while, his lips trembled for a while, and then a stream of blood spurted out, and he sat there with a faint breath.

Everyone was shocked, and without waiting for the ethereal voice, Caiyun consciously made a move.

Caiyun's palm was slightly spitting out the blue light, and it was attached to the jade hub on the young man's chest.

Her brow furrowed slightly.

"How?" asked Ren on the paper.

"His Jade Shuhai seems to be blocked by a huge amount of energy, and if he exercises without permission, he will be counterattacked," Caiyun frowned.

Ren Miao nodded, and then just wanted to start writing again, Caiyun seemed to guess what he wanted to say, shook his head and said: "I can't unlock it, the person under this seal is a person with excellent skills, with my current three-trick realm, I am helpless, I am afraid that the skill of the person who seals this seal is no less than that of the eight-trick master." ”

After saying to Ren Yiyi, Caiyun turned back to the awakened Cangyue and said, "Before the seal is unsealed, if you break through without permission, I'm afraid that you will have to worry about your life." ”

Cang Yue's fists were clenched tightly, there seemed to be a flash of fire in his eyes, and he nodded silently.

After this episode, several people became more and more curious about Cangyue's identity.

Eight trick masters, although it can't be said that they are as rare as innate, but they are also the top combat power of various forces, what kind of background will make an eight-trick master seal a child like this, this has to be said to be a curious topic.

But this can't be asked from the silent Cangyun's mouth.

So, along the way, Ren Ethereal Reading, Phoenix Butterfly looked at the scenery outside the window, Caiyun would practice from time to time, Cangyue was in a daze, and the four of them spent ten days in this carriage.

Finally, on the tenth day, a huge city gradually appeared in everyone's sight.

The border city, standing on this desolate and lonely border land, seems to be in the soil, with blood and tragic breath, and a mile away, there is a bleak and iron-blooded breath coming to the nose.

The lonely city, as if he thought he was a veteran guarding the frontier, was covered with traces of time and conquest, the mottled city wall, faintly visible with blood-like blackness, and even on the cliff at the head of a wall, there would be a broken sword inserted into it, as if recording this cruelty.

The mood of everyone, in front of this lonely city, couldn't help but be depressed.

Before reaching the city gate, I saw a large crowd standing at the city gate, led by a sword general and a man dressed as a civil official, with a huge momentum, no less than a hundred.

The carriage led by the leader slowly stopped, and the old lady slowly got out of the carriage surrounded by the maids, looking at the city in front of her with a nostalgic look.

"Finally, it's back"

"Old lady, you have worked hard all the way", the civil official led by him stepped forward with a smile on his face, and said with a cat waist, the two mustaches have a different kind of festivity.

"It's too polite, General Xiao, I haven't seen you for a long time," the old lady was not surprised, and nodded at Taishou, but her attention remained on the middle-aged general next to Taishou.

"The last general Xiao Yu has seen the old lady," the middle-aged general's face showed a complicated look, and he bowed deeply, which shocked the onlookers, Chengwu Hou's family, sure enough, has an extraordinary influence in the military world.

Xiao Yu is the general of Jingri Lonely City, and the civil official Jiang Zhongli is too guarded, one literary and one martial, division of labor and cooperation, and mutual restraint, Xiao Yu is in charge of the military, responsible for the safety of Jingri Lonely City, and Jiang Zhongli is in charge of the text, responsible for the people's livelihood of Jingri City.

"Don't be polite, this is a family", the old lady picked up Xiao Yu, looked at Xiao Yu with a hint of nostalgia on her face, and seemed to think of someone.

"It's cold outside the city, so let's go into the city," Xiao Yu said.

"Okay", the old lady nodded and got back into the car, and Xiao Yu, like a guard, walked beside the car and escorted him personally!

Taishou Jiang Zhongli on the side was ignored, and there was a trace of displeasure on his face, but he didn't dare to say anything.

The carriage and horses traveled all the way, many people on the side of the road stopped, bowed to the carriage and horse luggage, with a grateful look on their faces, they all recognized that this was the carriage and horse of the Hou family, and the lonely city could exist so far, it can be said that the Hou Mansion is a great contribution, and generations of Hou Mansion will use the lonely city as a base camp to operate and guard.

The lonely city is silent, buried with the bones of the Ren family in the past dynasties, the Ren family has three hundred years and twenty-eight generations, of which three hundred and forty-fifty people died in the lonely city of Jingri, five years ago, the third young master of the Ren family, a generation of geniuses Ren Fengxing, died bravely in the city of Jingri, and the city mourned silently.

It can be said that Jingri City was built up by the Ren family with blood, and without Ren's family, there would be no Jingri Lonely City today.

The people naturally feel something.

Ren Miao looked at the solemn people outside the car through the curtain of the car, his expression was slightly different, he didn't expect that the Ren family would have a reputation in the lonely city of Jingri.

There is also a Hou Mansion in the lonely city of Jingri, which is in the center of the lonely city of Jingri! It belongs to the ancestral house, where the legendary Ren Cangli, the founder of the Ren family, lives, and then it has been preserved, after countless generations of the development of the Ren family, it has been expanded on the original site, covering an area of 100 acres, and it has lasted for a long time!

It is the testimony and pride of the Ren family.

The carriage and horse entered the house, and the slaves and relatives in the house stood on both sides and greeted them.

The old lady walked into the middle hall, Xiao Yu accompanied her, and as soon as she entered the room, Xiao Yu made a surprising move.

"The last general did not fulfill his duties, and he did not protect the safety of the third young master! I am ashamed of the Hou Mansion!" I saw Xiao Yu kneeling on one knee, burying his head, and his tone was heavy and regretful.

"General Xiao doesn't have to blame himself, he is a hundred years old, he has seen too many joys and sorrows, some things, non-human beings can change, this matter is not to blame you," the old lady's eyes flashed a trace of remembrance, and helped Xiao Yu up.

Xiao Yu sighed, stood aside, and suddenly saw a thin figure walking past the door, and his face felt a little familiar in a flash!

"Old lady, who is that young master?" Xiao Yu's eyes flashed with excitement.

The old lady's eyes drifted away slightly, "That's the son of Master Hou." ”

"Hou Ye's son?" Xiao Yu's eyes receded, it turned out to be Hou Ye's son, no wonder he was so similar to the Third Young Master, but he was the nephew of the Third Young Master.