Anyway, Jia Yuhe took Lynne to change to a new residence, and began to show up in Dongzhen Town. Many people recognize Jia Yuhe as the wife of the city lord of the former Yangcheng Marshal, as for Linne, few people have heard of it, and very few have seen it, and it seems that he did not die in prison at the beginning.

As for what the result of forestry is, there have been various rumors for so many years. The truth is unknown, and this small town is inaccessible at that level.

The strong want the weak to die, and the forestry to die, so what level of the strong is that?

The residence arranged by the lord of the city is relatively located in the center of Dongzhen Town, where there is a spacious yard and the house is brand new. Lynne was naturally very satisfied, but Jia Yuhe didn't know what medicine was sold in the city lord's gourd.

Time flies, and before I know it, two months have passed, and the end of the year is just around the corner.

At this time, the gate of Yangcheng is extremely lively. It is said that the son of the city lord has returned from his experience and is about to arrive, and many people want to see the demeanor of the young city lord.

In the midst of the noise, a person on the tower of the city gate pointed to the distance and shouted: "Look! It's the young master! ”

Everyone followed their fingers and looked, and in the distance, three people and three riders galloped over.

"Is this the son of the city lord Jiang, Jiang Zhengyang?"

"With a spear in hand, he is majestic."

"The two next to him are two of the three masters of the City Lord's Mansion."

"That's right, that's right, the one on Jiang Zhengyang's left hand is the black-faced ghost spear-Xu Shun."

"The one on the right-hand side is, the flying knife on the leaf - Bai Yu is light."

Yangcheng is so backward, a poor city, it is very yearning for the masters of the Tianxuan Realm, after all, the entire Yangcheng is only a few powerhouses of the Tianxuan Realm.

The black-faced ghost spear-Xu Shun, the flying knife on the leaf-Bai Yuqing, and the cold-faced swordsman-He Yi, the reputation of these three people in Yangcheng has really been loud over the years. This nickname is also given by the martial artists in the city, through their areas of expertise and image.

The black-faced ghost spear wears a black mask all the year round, and the spear weapon that he is good at, the flying knife on the leaf is light, and he has achieved light work, and he has killed a strong man in the Tianxuan Realm ten years ago.

Obviously, Jiang City Lord values Jiang Zhengyang very much, otherwise he would not have sent two Tianxuan Realms to accompany Jiang Zhengyang out for training at the same time.

With all kinds of discussions, Jiang Zhengyang has entered the city. Lynne naturally slipped over from Dongzhen, looking at this scene, the man was majestic and admired.

"Hey, we're meeting again!" Just as Lin Ne was about to leave, he was caught by Jiang Mingyue, who was hiding in the crowd.

"Miss Jiang Mingyue, why are you hiding in the crowd, isn't that person your brother?" Lynne was rarely puzzled and asked.

Jiang Mingyue pouted: "I sneaked out, while my father and mother were paying attention to my brother, I ran out to play, and it is estimated that they will not find out that I am not in the house until very late." ”

Lynne ignored her, and ran to Dongzhen by himself, and if he returned late, he would be taught a lesson by his mother.

Inside the Castle Lord's Mansion.

"This experience is outside, although it is hard, but my father thinks this trip is worth it." City Lord Jiang looked at his son, and obviously grew a lot.

"I just don't know if you've learned the skills of the two uncles."

"Dad, this experience has gained a lot, the two uncles are also very hard, the New Year is approaching, this coming-of-age ceremony and conference will definitely not disappoint my father."

Now that Jiang Zhengyang is already a fifth-order of Xuanxuan at a young age, with his own qualifications and two Tianxuan Realm teachers, he must be able to surpass the seventh or even eighth order of the same realm.