A horse-drawn carriage.

From the gate of the inner castle, it slowly opened.

Walk in the direction of the Dragon Palace giant ship docked at the West Street of the inner city.

Yang Yi put one arm on the window railing, his chin in his hand, and a posture overlooking the world, completely ignoring the leaders of the sects and the masters of the rivers and lakes along the road.

This made some people who accidentally caught a glimpse grit their teeth with hatred, and were about to go up and give this kid a big mouth, but they were stopped by the person next to him, and motioned him to pay attention to the style of the carriage.

I don't know if I don't see it, but I'm really shocked when I see it!

Good guy, it's actually the carriage of the inner city house.

If you fan yourself with a mouthful, then you won't be done in Huaiyang City for the rest of your life?

Yang Yi glanced at it boredly, and was about to withdraw his gaze.

Afterglow suddenly saw.

Next to a stall on the side of the road, there are two familiar figures, squatting and standing.

Squatting was a burly, rough man.

The facial beard is messily embellished, and the clothes are a little neat, more like they are the body, which is incompatible with the broken straw shoes under their feet.

Standing was a slender and well-proportioned girl, with skin like snow, and her ponytail swaying with the shaking of her head, pointing and pointing, revealing the youthful vitality of a girl.

Intentionally or unintentionally, the girl turned her head.

The slender willow eyebrows, the thin lips moved slightly, as if they were chewing something.

A pair of watery spiritual eyes blinked and shook his hands slightly after seeing Yang Yi.

Seeing this scene, people with a heart are really in a state of mind.

Good guy, this girl who looks soft and weak is the aunt and grandmother of Qi Shanzong!

Is there anyone in the entire Lingzhou who can let this little ancestor take the initiative to say hello? ?

You must know that now in Lingzhou, anyone who is involved with the daughter of the sect master of Qishan Sect is either three feet tall in the grave grass, or is still in the mother's womb and has not yet been born.

The rough man who was squatting there to pick up items raised his head to look at Yang Yi if he noticed it.

The latter did not look at it at all, still looking at people with his nose, and his eyebrows were full of disdain and contempt.

The people watching every move here subconsciously sniffled.

My mom?

Didn't this kid get kicked in the head by a donkey?

Who is this rough man?

Let's just say that everyone walking on this street knows that no one knows the prestige of the sect master of Qishan Sect.

Even if this kid really has the background of the housekeeper of the Inner City Mansion behind him, but so blatantly provoking a Qishan Sect Master who is not very good-tempered, isn't this just looking for death?

However, the next scene made everyone feel a little unreal.

The rough man just snorted coldly, turned his head and continued to choose Huaiyang City specialties for his daughter.

Everyone was facing each other, and for a moment it was difficult to tell what the evil god was thinking.

So much so that no one approached within ten steps of the Qishan Sect Master's surroundings, forming an open space.

The rough man doesn't care at all, but hopes that these people have self-knowledge and get out of here.

Yang Yi lowered the curtains, leaned back in his chair and let out a long sigh.

Huang Gongwang still has an approachable and kind smile, without words.

The entire carriage fell silent, save for the noise of people outside the carriage.

When Yang Yi opened his eyes.

The carriage of the carriage also stopped and jolted.

One of the people lifted the curtain and said softly, "Lord of the city, you have arrived." ”

Huang Gongwang nodded, turned his head to look at Yang Yi and said, "I'll send it here, my identity is quite special, and if I appear here rashly, there may be some bad effects." ”

Yang Yi said helplessly: "As the guardian of Huaiyang City, will you still be bound by the rules of Huaiyang City?

Huang Gongwang shook his head and smiled: "Lead by example, it is urgent." If the ancestors did not abide by the rules they had set, then how could the descendants follow his rules? This time, the big family and temple in Huaiyang City can set a precedent, and your own value is the most important factor, if not, even if my mouth is dry, those old foxes will not really let you go. ”

Yang Yi snorted coldly: "The boring rules are hopeless." ”

After the words fell, Yang Yi stepped out of the carriage and landed on the ground with his hind feet.

An amazing sight of looking up at the sky.

A huge ship, like Mount Tai suspended in the air, is shrouded in clouds and mist, and the fairy spirit rises.

At the bottom of the ship, a stouty ladder connects the ship to the ground.

At this time, there was already a surge of people on it.

It should be the people from the rivers and lakes who received the invitation from the Dragon Palace this time, as well as the big figures of the sect cultivation family on the mountain.

Yang Yi found that the eyes of the people around him were a little strange.

Some are scrutinized.

Some are skeptical.

Yang Yi has long been surprised by these eyes, but some of them are really unbearable.

It's an indescribable feeling, and if you want to say it's worship, you can't talk about it.

Because Yang Yi is not like Huang Gongwang who covers the sky with one hand, he does not have the bearing of standing on the top of the mountains and overlooking the heroes.

Awe and fear?

It's funny, he's just an ordinary person, with no aura and no qi in his body.

Even the essence was absorbed a little by Liu Feng.

It is not an exaggeration to say that there are no wasted people.

Yang Yi didn't bother to make eye contact with these outsiders who had nothing to do with him, and walked straight towards the ladder.

In the entire West Street Square, the vast majority of spectators in the market occupy the majority, and how can they easily miss this once-in-a-century scenic spot that is finally smashed on their heads.

Maybe one day when I return to my hometown, brag about what I have seen with my own eyes, and talk about how many true immortals or knights in the rivers and lakes I have seen, that taste is definitely happier than plowing two acres of land by one person.

He can also rise in his hometown and become a person who has seen the world in their eyes.

When Yang Yi appeared, the vast majority of people didn't feel anything.

But when Yang Yi walked to the passage that was supposed to be the person who boarded the ship, some people in the market who knew a little about fur and people in the rivers and lakes noticed Yang Yi intentionally or unintentionally.

Everyone was a little surprised, isn't this guy a fool?

I wonder if this is where the people on the mountain walk.

Even if this is Huaiyang City, who knows that the strange-tempered mountain monk suddenly bumps this guy in a bad mood, and it is estimated that he can lie on the bed for several months.

On the contrary, the monk put his hands in his sleeves and did not care about himself, hung up and said that he was careless, and he didn't see it.

Besides, this road itself is used for boarding, and a little boy in the market didn't take care of his legs, so he had to run to this boarding road, who could blame him?

There was a kind-hearted man who couldn't bear to see the tragedy happen, and reminded him.

Yang Yi just glanced at the simple man, did not speak, and still walked on the marble road.

This made those market spectators a little angry.

Kindly remind you that this little rabbit cub is kind enough to treat it as a donkey's liver and lungs.

I don't know who raised the white-eyed wolf, and let it out to bite people indiscriminately.

Some of the leaders of the mountain sect stole curious glances.

The first of them was a green-shirted sword cultivator with a three-foot long sword hanging from his waist, and with a little interest, his eyes fell on Yang Yi, who was walking in front of him.

Looking up and down, there is no room for brilliance.

The young man who was also wearing a long sword on his side asked, "With my current realm, I can't see the strength of this little boy, can Senior Brother Wei see anything?"

The inner disciple of the Qingwan Sword Sect, Wei Changfeng said with a smile: "Senior Brother Xue thinks a lot, this is indeed just an ordinary teenager. ”

The Qingwan Sword Sect disciple known as Senior Brother Xue looked embarrassed, it was indeed that he was thinking too much.

It's normal though.

Whether it is a person in the martial arts or a sect on the mountain, anyone with a good brain will not reveal his true family background.

Some bankers who look very ordinary may be the elders of a certain mountain gate, and even the sect master may not be able to say it.

For details, see the Sect Master of Qishan Sect.

If it weren't for the fact that the Sect Master of Qishan Sect suddenly made a move yesterday, who would have thought that a sloppy man with unkempt sloppiness would actually be the famous Sect Master of Qishan Sect, the strongest pure martial artist in Lingzhou today?

As more and more people paid attention to Yang Yi, no one frowned.

The more grumpy man shouted angrily at Yang Yi What kind of person walks what kind of road, and he is afraid that he is not used to vent his anger with long eyes.

Yang Yi still ignored it, and the ladder to heaven in his field of vision appeared not far away.

On both sides of the staircase, there were two slender middle-aged men.

With his hands on his sleeves, his face is ruddy, his hair is thick, and he looks like an ordinary person at a glance with the wind.

But if you look closely, you will find that there is a looming spiritual energy silk flowing between the blood vessels in the epidermis of the two people, adding a bit of weirdness.

After the two saw Yang Yi's figure, they both bent down and smiled: "Please show the invitation." ”

Before Yang Yi could exit, a cold snort sounded: "Hmph, stinky boy, I advise you to save your worries, just because you can board the ship?" ”

Yang Yi turned around, and the person who spoke was the man with a violent temper before.

The latter was obviously angered by Yang Yi's ignorance.

Sometimes silence can be even more sarcastic.

Like at this time.

The tyrannical man jumped up and scolded this short-eyed Yang Yi, but as a result, people were not birds at all, and they were seen as jokes like clowns jumping off the beam, and they were extremely aggrieved.

Yang Yi turned around, stretched his hand into the cuff, and then took out a letter of gold silk letter.

The audience was silent.

Including the tyrannical man also quieted down, staring at the golden silk letter that Yang Yi twisted out with his two fingers, his eyes were full of incredulity.

Wei Changfeng's mood is not much worse than that of a man.

The moment I saw the letter, my heart was turbulent, and the clouds and rain were overturned.

Because he knows something about the Dragon Palace invitation.

Also know the hierarchy of invitations.

Gold filigree letter.

In the entire Kyushu world, there are only three letters.

It is the three strongest people in the world of Kyushu today.

Lingzhou Huaiyang City Protector, Huang Gongwang.

The protector of Luzhou Ping'an City, Qin Guan.

Yizhou Dunhuang City Protector, East.

The weight of the gold filigree letter paper is like a Mount Tai, extremely heavy.

Why did this young man have such a unique piece of gold silk letter?

What kind of connection does this person have with the city lord of Huaiyang City?

Wei Changfeng didn't dare to be presumptuous, and took a deep breath lightly and said, "This young man, we would rather have no intersection with him than have a bad relationship. ”

"If there is a mistake, it may affect the safety of the entire Qingwan Sword Sect......"

The two Qingwan Sword Sect disciples beside him were shocked.

They could never have imagined that such an ordinary teenager would have the ability to change the fate of a sect.