Thousands of miles into the capital Chapter 35 Childe, you underestimate the old slave.
Chen Tianwen heard what the third uncle said, which made sense.
He grimaced and smiled, didn't he just ask the third uncle to help on a whim.
The other two can find trouble better than themselves, and as soon as they came to the capital, they made a fuss, and in the western realm and the northern Xiang, they are all estimated to be the characters of the demon king of the mixed world!
Chen Tianwen has a headache, and I don't know if it's good or bad to get together with these two guys, one thing is inevitable, life will not be too idle, it must be chickens and dogs, and it will be a mess of porridge!
Step β
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Just as Chen Tianwen was talking to Chen Xuan about Lao Dao, there was the sound of horses' hooves outside the window.
Chen Xuan frowned and said, "How come there are still people riding horses on the street in the capital, listening to the sound of horses' hooves, at least there is a small guard." β
When Chen Tianwen heard this, he was shocked, he remembered that he had told Ah Tao to go to the city patrol camp and call, he hurriedly ran to the cloud corridor, and looked at about dozens of people wearing armor and rushing towards the old road on horseback.
"Oh my God, what's going on with the sound of horses' hooves outside?" Chen Xuan lay on the ground and asked loudly to Chen Tianwen outside.
He is in charge of the security in the capital and the city defense of the city gate, it can be said that the power is great, and the responsibility is also great, and the world is not so peaceful at this time.
If something happens in the city because of his own negligence, it is difficult to explain it to the person in the palace.
Chen Tianwen turned back and said with a wry smile: "My nephew asked Ah Tao to go to the city patrol camp to call someone, and it was the king who took the lead. β
When Chen Xuan heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief, as long as nothing major happened in the capital.
"Third uncle, it turns out that Lao Dao may be his own person, let's go down and stop it! Otherwise, I'm afraid something big will happen if I'm late. β
Chen Tianwen stood beside him and said worriedly.
Chen Xuan felt that his nephew was reasonable, Wang Dalong was angry, but his heart was very careful, and there would be no problem in a short time.
"Heavens, help me up."
Chen Xuan was very burly, and Chen Tianwen tried to pull a few times before finally letting Chen Xuan stand up steadily.
Chen Tianwen looked at Chen Xuan and sweated profusely when he got up, and he asked worriedly, "Third uncle, are you sure there is nothing wrong?" β
Chen Xuan bared his teeth, gasped and said: "It's no big deal, that old Taoist has left his hand, otherwise if I come down this foot, even if I don't die, I will be abolished." β
He turned his head and saw his nephew bowing his head and not saying anything, as if to say, do you believe it or not.
Chen Xuan's hand on Chen Tianwen's shoulder patted the other party's shoulder heavily.
admonished: "It's not a cat or a dog, it's not so easy to kill people, and I don't have a deep hatred, the other party still knows my identity, that kick just looks powerful, just wants me to lose the ability to fight, and it will be fine in a few days." β
Chen Tianwen put his arm on the shoulders of the third uncle and walked outside step by step.
When I passed by the shopkeeper, I said hello and went downstairs out of the restaurant.
Coldly, Chen Tian asked: "Third uncle, do you say that the king is the commander, are you talking about a cat and a dog?" β
When Chen Xuan heard this, his heart chuckled, and he urged Chen Tianwen and said, "Tian'er help me, go quickly, let's go and save people." β
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On the other side, in a shop.
Lu Youjing and the old servant sat on the ground, looking depressed, and the atmosphere was a little sluggish.
"Wei Shu, listening to this voice, there seem to be a lot of cavalry outside." Lu Youjing was interrupted by a voice outside.
The old servant sat on one side, his messy hair covered with dust, and strands of crusted black hair pulled haphazardly at both sides, revealing a bloodless face, and a cloud of his own blood on the placket of his chest.
The old servant's legs were placed in the miscellaneous wood at will, and his pale yellow eyes looked very dull, and the whole person looked like an old beggar who had lost hope in life.
The old servant listened to his son-in-law's words, and replied with a wooden expression
Lu Youjing turned his head to look at the old servant with an uncomfortable face, and continued: "Uncle Wei, have we been sitting on the ground like this? β
The old servant turned his head and stared at Lu Youjing for a few moments, and said softly, "Childe, where do you want to go?" β
Lu Youjing was stared at a little hairy by the old servant, a face without emotion.
He was resigned, and said tentatively: "Uncle Wei, when we come to the capital, shouldn't we go back to the palace first?" β
Uncle Wei won't be stupid by that old way!
Lu Youjing gritted his teeth in his heart and thought: "Next time, when you meet that old way, let's slip away first!" β
If the old servant knew that his son-in-law was thinking about this kind of thing, it was estimated that he would not care about his injuries now, and he would get up and salivate at Lu Youjing, and then go out of the city and starve him outside for three days.
The old servant nodded and said, "Then let's go back to the palace." β
"That."
"Back."
"Uncle Wei, let's go!"
"Let's go!"
Lu Youjing looked at the old servant with a black line, sitting motionless, without any reaction at all, not like a person who wanted to get up at all.
He said helplessly: "Uncle Wei, I've stood up, and you're still sitting." β
The old servant looked up at Lu Youjing standing in front of him, and said, "Oh, the son is up." β
"Not really!"
The old servant spread his arms and said helplessly: "Old slave, you can't get up." β
Lu Youjing stood aside and said helplessly: "Then what should I do, if I don't go back, I will starve to death in the capital." β
"Childe doesn't look like a man who is about to starve to death."
Lu Youjing said anxiously: "Why is it not like it." β
The old servant looked Lu Youjing up and down, and said in an affirmative tone: "The old servant has seen people who are about to starve to death, all of them are lying on the ground and curling up and lying on the ground, dying. β
"Just like an old slave."
Lu Youjing had nothing to say, if he hadn't sat and squinted for a while and regained some strength, wouldn't it be the ghost that Uncle Wei said!
"Uncle Wei, while I have regained a little strength, let's hurry back to the palace!"
The old servant looked embarrassed, gasped and said: "Childe, the old slave really has no strength now, and the palm of the old man is too heavy." β
Lu Youjing discussed: "Then what now, I'll go back first, I'm calling someone to come and pick you up?" β
The corner of the old servant's mouth pulled out a wry smile, looked at Lu Youjing and said aggrievedly: "Childe, do you think this method is appropriate?" The old slave is afraid that as soon as you leave, when you arrange for someone to come, the old slave will die here. β
The old servant continued to persuade: "There is still a way to go to the palace, and the old slave is not at ease without the old slave by his side to protect the son." β
The corners of Lu Youjing's mouth twitched, and he said in a daze: "Uncle Wei, you look like this, are you sure that I am not protecting you?" β
"Childe, you underestimate the old slave, just the old slave, as long as you don't close your eyes, who dares to touch you."
This skill is so high that it was slapped away by someone, and he can't stand up until now.