Chapter Eighty-Three: The Return

As the late autumn sun slowly moved down, to the horizon, the tall and wide city gates were already full of people.

The crowd of people, the sensational scene of the head of the people was very spectacular at a glance, and perhaps even the person who spread the news did not expect that the return of the young man would cause such a big formation.

But fortunately, the royal city is huge, and there are several hours between the areas alone, and the news appeared only half an hour ago, so what came at this time was only some of the population of the main city, otherwise if it really attracted all the people who were looking for Chu Jinshan for the reward order these days, I am afraid that even if the city wall on this side was demolished, it would not be able to accommodate the population of 10 million.

"Brother Chu, looking at this scene, it suddenly reminded Song of the scene when you were promoted to supernatural power. ”

It was Song Wudao who spoke, and when he looked at the young man who was becoming more and more clear in the afterglow of the setting sun, he glanced at the constantly stirring and increasing crowd below, and turned his head to smile at Chu Mu, who was already standing beside him.

"Really?"

Chu Mu didn't turn his head, just his hands and back, his eyes were still looking at the young man walking in the distance, his eyebrows were slightly raised, and he said with a chuckle: "It's just that many people think that instead of fidgeting at home, it's better to come here to have a look." ”

When he said this, Chu Mu's eyes did not squint, and his tone was even more bland, as if he was just saying something that had nothing to do with him.

"Brother Chu, what are you talking about, my old Song can't come to see my nephew,. ”

As the sun slowly fell, looking at the young man who was facing the city gate in such a formation, but still walking slowly, the eyebrows of Song Wudao raised slightly, and he glanced at the Tang Ancestor who was standing beside Chu Mu, and said with a grin: "Although I don't have a daughter, my family Xun'er and your family Hao'er are like brothers." ”

"Chirp crooked fart, if you want to blame yourself, you can't give birth to a baby girl like my girl. Facing Song Wudao's words, Tang Zongzu directly raised his eyebrows lightly, and shot back with his head raised slightly.

Under the effect of the setting sun, the clouds above his head were very blood-red, and in front of Tang Zongzu, Ling Nantian, the lord of Wangcheng, was standing with his hands in his hands, although he couldn't see Ling Nantian's face at the moment, but when Tang and Song said that, the hands behind the negative and the back moved slightly.

From the time Chu Tang and the two went up to the city wall that represented their identities, from beginning to end, except for nodding to each other when they met, they didn't say a word.

"Master of the Chu family, last time Hao'er was a young crown ......"

Listening to the words behind him, Ling Nantian's eyes narrowed slightly, and a trace of fierceness flashed in his eyes, but when Tang Zongzu finished speaking, he finally turned his head, and at that moment, caressing the five strands of long beard, he was very elegant, and he was a gentleman.

"City Lord Ling, that's just a matter for juniors, let me do what I like, I'll wait for the elders to ask too much, it's not good after all. ”

It was not Chu Mu who spoke, but it was Tang Zongzu, in Ling Nantian's eyes shrank slightly, Tang Zongzu smiled and said: "After all, no one is to blame for this kind of thing, after all, the ideas of young people now are not our generation, what do you want, just let them go, the city lord doesn't have to mind too much, anyway, in a few years, it will be a few decades, they will know what they want after all." ”

Tang Zongzu's words seemed to be perfect, but it made Ling Nantian's eyes even sharper, but that Chu Mu didn't seem to hear the conversation between the two, but his eyes swept slightly over a middle-aged man standing beside Song Wudao, his eyes narrowed slightly.

It wasn't until Tang Zongzu finished speaking that Chu Mu turned his head, looked at Ling Nantian, who was shrunk with a cold glint in his eyes, nodded lightly, and said with a smile: "What Brother Tang said is exact, another day Chu will definitely educate the dog well, and please don't be surprised." ”

"How dare you. Stroking the long beard, Ling Nantian shook his head and smiled, between his actions, the gentleman's bearing increased dramatically, as if the cold glint in his eyes just now had never appeared.

Gradually, when someone below looked up at the city wall in the envious sun, they found that the atmosphere was a little gloomy, as if a storm was faintly appearing in the approach of the young man's footsteps.

"It's coming!"

After a while, I don't know who raised their voices and shouted, and everyone immediately looked at the avenue in front of them.

On the avenue that seemed to come from a distant horizon, a small figure was bathed in a faint golden glow, slowly walking from there.

In the melting of the snow, the boiling of the water, as if integrated with the sunset, the figure bathed in golden light, as if coming from the sky, is a handsome and handsome young man.

"--Chu Hao!"

At this moment, on the city wall, a figure stepped out, and it was the person who was standing beside Song Wudao.

This is a middle-aged man in a purple robe with an extremely lean figure, I saw him wearing a crown of six dragons chasing clouds, stepping on black dragon dance boots, and between his movements, his palms were rolling and playing with two jade balls with cold light all the time.

As the late autumn sun slowly moved down, to the horizon, the tall and wide city gates were already full of people.

The crowd of people, the sensational scene of the head of the people was very spectacular at a glance, and perhaps even the person who spread the news did not expect that the return of the young man would cause such a big formation.

But fortunately, the royal city is huge, and there are several hours between the areas alone, and the news appeared only half an hour ago, so what came at this time was only some of the population of the main city, otherwise if it really attracted all the people who were looking for Chu Jinshan for the reward order these days, I am afraid that even if the city wall on this side was demolished, it would not be able to accommodate the population of 10 million.

"Brother Chu, looking at this scene, it suddenly reminded Song of the scene when you were promoted to supernatural power. ”

It was Song Wudao who spoke, and when he looked at the young man who was becoming more and more clear in the afterglow of the setting sun, he glanced at the constantly stirring and increasing crowd below, and turned his head to smile at Chu Mu, who was already standing beside him.

"Really?"

Chu Mu didn't turn his head, just his hands and back, his eyes were still looking at the young man walking in the distance, his eyebrows were slightly raised, and he said with a chuckle: "It's just that many people think that instead of fidgeting at home, it's better to come here to have a look." ”

When he said this, Chu Mu's eyes did not squint, and his tone was even more bland, as if he was just saying something that had nothing to do with him.

"Brother Chu, what are you talking about, my old Song can't come to see my nephew,. ”

As the sun slowly fell, looking at the young man who was facing the city gate in such a formation, but still walking slowly, the eyebrows of Song Wudao raised slightly, and he glanced at the Tang Ancestor who was standing beside Chu Mu, and said with a grin: "Although I don't have a daughter, my family Xun'er and your family Hao'er are like brothers." ”

"Chirp crooked fart, if you want to blame yourself, you can't give birth to a baby girl like my girl. Facing Song Wudao's words, Tang Zongzu directly raised his eyebrows lightly, and shot back with his head raised slightly.

Under the effect of the setting sun, the clouds above his head were very blood-red, and in front of Tang Zongzu, Ling Nantian, the lord of Wangcheng, was standing with his hands in his hands, although he couldn't see Ling Nantian's face at the moment, but when Tang and Song said that, the hands behind the negative and the back moved slightly.

From the time Chu Tang and the two went up to the city wall that represented their identities, from beginning to end, except for nodding to each other when they met, they didn't say a word.

"Master of the Chu family, last time Hao'er was a young crown ......"

Listening to the words behind him, Ling Nantian's eyes narrowed slightly, and a trace of fierceness flashed in his eyes, but when Tang Zongzu finished speaking, he finally turned his head, and at that moment, caressing the five strands of long beard, he was very elegant, and he was a gentleman.

"City Lord Ling, that's just a matter for juniors, let me do what I like, I'll wait for the elders to ask too much, it's not good after all. ”

It was not Chu Mu who spoke, but it was Tang Zongzu, in Ling Nantian's eyes shrank slightly, Tang Zongzu smiled and said: "After all, no one is to blame for this kind of thing, after all, the ideas of young people now are not our generation, what do you want, just let them go, the city lord doesn't have to mind too much, anyway, in a few years, it will be a few decades, they will know what they want after all." ”

Tang Zongzu's words seemed to be perfect, but it made Ling Nantian's eyes even sharper, but that Chu Mu didn't seem to hear the conversation between the two, but his eyes swept slightly over a middle-aged man standing beside Song Wudao, his eyes narrowed slightly.

It wasn't until Tang Zongzu finished speaking that Chu Mu turned his head, looked at Ling Nantian, who was shrunk with a cold glint in his eyes, nodded lightly, and said with a smile: "What Brother Tang said is exact, another day Chu will definitely educate the dog well, and please don't be surprised." ”

"How dare you. Stroking the long beard, Ling Nantian shook his head and smiled, between his actions, the gentleman's bearing increased dramatically, as if the cold glint in his eyes just now had never appeared.

Gradually, when someone below looked up at the city wall in the envious sun, they found that the atmosphere was a little gloomy, as if a storm was faintly appearing in the approach of the young man's footsteps.

"It's coming!"

After a while, I don't know who raised their voices and shouted, and everyone immediately looked at the avenue in front of them.

On the avenue that seemed to come from a distant horizon, a small figure was bathed in a faint golden glow, slowly walking from there.

In the melting of the snow, the boiling of the water, as if integrated with the sunset, the figure bathed in golden light, as if coming from the sky, is a handsome and handsome young man.

"--Chu Hao!"

At this moment, on the city wall, a figure stepped out, and it was the person who was standing beside Song Wudao.

This is a middle-aged man in a purple robe with an extremely lean figure, I saw him wearing a crown of six dragons chasing clouds, stepping on black dragon dance boots, and between his movements, his palms were rolling and playing with two jade balls with cold light all the time.