"Ahh

I only heard Yao'er's clear voice: "Close!" Hehuan felt a light step under his feet and touched the ground. And the jade belt was pinned back to Yao'er's waist at some point.

Yao'er snickered and watched Hehuan's legs be so weak that she couldn't move, so she pulled Hehuan up and ran quickly towards the market!

It seems that Yao'er can't wait to meet this prosperous world!

Hehuan cried out in his heart.

Yao'er took Hehuan's hand and ran all the way through the market, bumping into passers-by from time to time, attracting scolding from passers-by. Hehuan could only follow behind, waving his hand to say hello, saying sorry. Obviously, Yao'er, who has just entered the world, seems to be a little overexcited.

Finally, Yao'er stopped, looked at the red lanterns hanging high all the way and the crowd of people coming and going, and couldn't help but sigh: "Hehuan, I have never seen such a lively scene......

Hehuan panted and stood up upright, looking around.

I saw that on both sides of the road were red lanterns hanging high, like a fiery red lotus, spreading the excitement and hope to the end of the road, like a fiery red hovering dragon, domineering display of the city's drunken gold fans.

The crowd of people coming and going, some people are in a hurry, some people are talking high, and the sea of people hits the shoulders of the two from time to time, almost annihilating the figures of the two.

On the side of the road are the flags of each restaurant, colorfully engraved with the name of their own restaurant, swaying in the wind, like a gorgeous woman attracting guests from all over the world.

The hawkers' cries come and go, and it seems that they have to stop with their talents.

Occasionally, a woman in the boudoir comes in with a smile, leaving a faint rouge fragrance.

The moat on the side flows slowly, neither in a hurry nor dry, declaring the city's long history.

Hehuan once thought that Phoenix was the most prosperous place in the world, but here it is, I was stunned. Where is this?

"Lowe. Yang. City?" Yao'er tilted her head to look at the stone monument on the side of the road, and looked at Hehuan suspiciously.

Luoyang City? Hehuan is simply overjoyed!

He Huan hugged Yao'er and cried with joy: "It turns out that this is Luoyang! Thank you Yao'er!"

Yao'er was dangling from being held by Hehuan in a daze, and her expression looked a little confused and sluggish.

Luo ...... Yangcheng? What kind of place is this? Worthy of such joy in Hehuan?

Hehuan saw Yao'er's doubts, remembering that Yao'er had never walked out of the Vermilion Bird Pavilion, and he didn't know where this Luoyang City was, so he explained: "Luoyang City, at the foot of today's son, is also the capital of the entire Central Plains, and it is the most prosperous and prosperous place. The streets are full of dignitaries and dignitaries, so if a wronged person comes here and reports the truth to the Son of Heaven, the chances of being found out will be greatly increased. Today, when Zi is diligent and loves the people and has the world in his heart, he will definitely send someone to investigate the case of the destruction of our village. Hehuan clenched his fists.

Yao'er looked at Hehuan's firmness, and couldn't help but raise her face, and said seriously: "Hmm!"

The two smiled when they met, and the waves of the moat were brilliant......

Flowers, it is late, the setting sun dyes the clouds red, and this prosperous land is dyed gold. In the golden afterglow, the figures of the two were stretched obliquely, and their clasped hands disappeared at the end of the road like inseparable locks......

Behind him, a figure stood under the shadow of a tree, silently watching it all. Turned around and disappeared around the corner.

In Luoyang City, the lights are bright.