Chapter Twenty-Eight: Xiaocheng

The thick city walls are far less majestic than the imperial city, but in the afterglow of the setting sun, the golden city is also a bit magnificent.

It was already dark late in summer, and Duan Chen was fast all the way, and finally arrived in Xiaocheng at dusk.

Seeing that the city gate had not yet been closed, Duan Chen's bad mood had finally improved, but at this time...

"Stop!"

The soldiers defending the city actually blocked Duan Chen's way into the city, all because Duan Ling was in a coma, which made people suspicious.

Seeing the three or five soldiers coming up violently, Duan Chen's brows suddenly frowned, and he said in his heart, What's the matter...

Mended.

When the soldier got closer, he saw the unconscious Duan Ling.

"It's... Nine Emperor Princes!" The leading soldier said again in shock, as if to say to himself: "Nine Emperor Prince, he is ......," obviously not lightly injured.

All the soldiers were stunned and frightened, and they couldn't understand how the dignified Nine Emperor Princes could be injured like this.

The leading soldier who came back to his senses looked at Duan Chen, who was leading the horse.

"You... Why is the Nine Emperor Princes injured like this, and why are you living so well......"

"........." Duan Chen was directly speechless.

Obviously, the leading soldiers regarded Duan Chen as the personal guard of the Nine Emperor Princes or something. But what he asked was as if Duan Chen's life was a sin.

This Xiao Cheng prefect Qi Bohan is naturally a civil official, but he is Xiao Wentong's protΓ©gΓ©. And Duan Ling, the Nine Emperor Son, who had passed by Xiaocheng many times, had a deep impression in the hearts of the soldiers.

As for the legendary Eighth Prince Duan Chen, what the soldiers know is just those different versions of the rumors. And what the Eighth Prince looks like, they have no way of knowing, after all, the Eighth Prince is not a wanted criminal.

.........

Duan Chen, who looked at the soldiers in front of him one by one, wanted to explain, but swallowed back the words that had come to his lips.

I'm afraid it's nerve-wracking to explain...

Suo's surname......

Turning over his waist and taking out a token, one side of the dragon-shaped pattern represents the identity of the prince, and the other side is a single figure!

"This ......"

The leading soldier was already beating faster when he looked at it, and the next second he was even more stunned, his eyes opened violently, and his mouth was Type 0......

Poof!~~~

Unexpectedly, he suddenly knelt in front of Duan Chen, it was a heartbeat and sweating like rain!

β€œ.........”

In a moment's astonishment, Duan Chen was speechless again, where the hell is this!

"Eight... The Eighth Prince! The little one has no eyes and no beads, so he has something to say disrespectfully, and asks the eighth prince to forgive his sins!"

Swish!~~~~~~~~~~~~

More than 20 soldiers at the city gate actually knelt down on one knee in unison, and the momentum was like a rainbow!

"Welcome to the Eighth Prince!" although the expressions and attitudes of each one are respectful from the heart, they do not lose their arrogant spirit, as if they are soldiers on the battlefield.

This time the dust is not just speechless......

Wow!~~~ Lao Tzu actually has such a high prestige in the hearts of these soldiers... No, no, no, why didn't those soldiers react like that when they were in the Imperial City......

.........

The nine-year-old three-section martial artist who has never been seen before, the stupid and stupid person who thundered five years ago, and now the demon who reappears to fight the prince of the realm without falling behind...... There are folk rumors about the Eight Princes, and I don't know how many versions.

The average age of these soldiers is only ten **, and they are just in the right time, but the recruits have a strong martial spirit in less than two years, and the pursuit of martial arts is to worship the rumored Eight Princes.

It's all rumors that cause trouble, and it's even more crazy to worship!

Of course, that sentence wishing everyone to be a pillar has established the character of the Eighth Prince through rumors, which makes many people respect their hearts, rather than simply blindly worshipping martial arts strength.

.........

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Xiaocheng is far less prosperous than the imperial city, but the streets at night are also a little lively. It's just that Duan Chen at the moment doesn't have the mood to wander around the street.

The prefect's house.

"There is such a thing, this official will send someone to tell the truth to the emperor overnight!"

This person is Qi Bohan, the prefect of Xiaocheng, who is over middle-aged and has a good body, but he has kind eyebrows and kind eyes, giving people a sense of closeness.

"That's not necessary, so as not to cause another incident, it's better to settle the ninth brother properly for now. ”

It was not Duan Chen's intention to tell the truth, but Duan Ling, the son of the Nine Emperor Emperors, mentioned the prince without saying a few words when he woke up.

"Well, then I will first present this matter to the teacher, and let his old man decide everything. ”

This is the first time Qi Bohan has encountered such a thing, and it is best for him to be able to push everything to his mentor Xiao Wentong.

It's just that Qi Bohan's heart is turbulent and difficult to calm down. Although the prince's character was already understood, he never imagined, let alone imagined, that the prince would act so viciously.

However, this Qi Bohan is not afraid of the prince in his heart, let alone on the side of the prince. After all, without his mentor Xiao Wentong, there would be no Qi Bohan today.

"Since the ninth brother has no worries about his surname, it is convenient for the prince to leave early in the morning, and it is better not to inform and disturb the ninth brother. ”

In Duan Chen's opinion, the sooner he travels, the better, as for Duan Ling, it would be safer without him by his side.

"Where are the Eighth Princes going?... Qi Bohan said worriedly, but he didn't want to say too much.

"Ink City!"

With just two words, Duan Chen's attitude was obviously reluctant to mention the following. After all, there are some things that are not only cumbersome but also nerve-wracking to explain.

"Mocheng..."After a little hesitation in his heart, Qi Bohan finally said bravely: "Although the strength of the Eighth Prince's martial arts wizard is extraordinary, but this Mocheng is still far away, and this official has a hundred brave soldiers to protect the Eighth Prince, and the road is good to take care of." ”

No matter what Duan Chen's purpose was to go to Mocheng, the elite guards were what he had to do.

"This..."Duan Chen hesitated a little.

But.

It's just a blink of an eye.

"It's rare for Lord Qi to think about this, Duan Chen has thanked me in advance!" Duan Chen said that there was no prince in his words, and he got up and said sincerely.

"How dare you!~~ How dare you ......" Qi Bohan got up in fear and returned the salute again and again, and he had an affirmation of the character of the rumored eighth prince in his heart.

If this were to be replaced by the crown prince......

Although he is comfortable and comfortable when he walks alone, he is not a sightseeing trip this way, and he is not sure that he will kill something halfway.

.........

"A hundred elite soldiers have a fart, and if you come to the ten three-section martial artists like before, you can clean up these hundred elite soldiers with a cup of tea at most!"

When Duan Chen went back to the house to sleep, the ghost old man finally couldn't bear it anymore. However, what his old man cares about is not whether these hundred elite soldiers will work, but that his old man will have to hold back in the soul bell and not make a sound along the way.

"Isn't it enough for me to run for my life..." Before he had absolute strength, Duan Chen really didn't want to be a hero. As for the life and death of those elite soldiers, he didn't have the kind heart to care about.

β€œ.........”

Duan Chen's meaning was understood by the ghost elder in his heart, and besides, how could a martial artist run all over the street in the late third section. It's just that his old man can't make a sound in the soul bell, which is really uncomfortable.

However, after thinking about some things, he had to endure it.

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