Ji Ge and his party rode the carriage of Longmen Jianghu and slowly drove towards the gate of the city.

Along the way, there was no more words except for the conversation at the beginning, after all, for Bai Luohua and Baili Sake, there was also Qiu Yingluo who was an "outsider" on the carriage.

Ji Ge saw that there was a strange atmosphere in the carriage, so he simply stopped talking, but sat upright and used his spiritual power to restore his strength to the peak.

In the next ten years or so, I am afraid that they will spend their time in the pursuit and escape of the two sides.

During this period, Qiu Yingluo's beautiful eyes never left Ji Ge's face, tilted her head to look, and sat upright to watch.

In a pair of smart eyes, joy is also Ji Ge, and worry is also Ji Ge, not gentle and elegant, not bloody slaughter, not civil and wood-shaped skeletons unruly, not beautiful as jade and not dusty.

It's just as simple as Ji Ge.

Baili Sake just glanced at Qiu Yingluo and Ji Ge before pranayama meditation, and then settled down expressionlessly.

are all women, she naturally saw something in Qiu Yingluo's eyes, three points of joy, three points of love, four points of emotion, and she made up enough to like it.

Among their group, Yun Sheng Linglong, who was the least injured, also noticed the subtle relationship between the three of them in the carriage, but she couldn't see through it.

Sister Sake is the most face-loving, don't look at her cold and arrogant appearance that no one is close to, in fact, she is very thin-skinned, if she breaks it herself, she must be unable to shout this sentence of Sister Sake in the future.

Bai Luohua half-squinted at Baili Sake, then looked at Ji Ge who was meditating, and finally looked at Qingbong Jiu, who was fainting and unconscious, and thought: If it was Qingbong Liquor who was awake at this time, I am afraid that there would not be such a depressing atmosphere in the carriage.

She kicked Qing Fengjiu intentionally or unintentionally, and muttered in her heart, "You'd better not die." ”

As for Yan Yan, because he had not embarked on the path of spiritual cultivation, he had no spiritual power to nourish his body, so he was the most uncomfortable at this time, and there were bursts of sharp pain from the Dao scars on his body, even in the fainting, Yan Yan's mouth let out a muffled snort.

Yun Sheng Linglong, who was guarding beside him, constantly used the phoenix fire to protect his mind and help him recover from his injuries.

Outside the carriage, Jiang Ting, who was following the side of the carriage, looked nervously at the passers-by, for fear that someone would notice the movement in the carriage and become the target of public criticism.

At this time, he led this carriage convoy was tantamount to tying his neck to the waistband of his trousers, and he was at risk of losing his life at any time.

Jiang Ting was now walking on thin ice as if he was on the edge of an abyss, and he swore that this was definitely the most thrilling time he had ever been a foot presser in ten years.

The hem of his back was soaking wet, and his right hand was clutched on the hilt of the greatsword.

I finally got through those hardships

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, Jiang Ting and his party finally arrived at the city gate.

If he could pass through this city gate smoothly, the stone that had been hanging in Jiang Ting's heart would also be able to fall.

It's just that when Jiang Ting approached the city gate, when he saw clearly the soldiers guarding the city gate and checking the passing crowd, his face turned pale and became extremely ugly.

Because he saw that the few soldiers guarding the city gate were replaced by a few people he didn't know at all, and it seemed that the military uniforms on his body were still the personal guards of the inner city lord's mansion.

Originally, the chief of the Wu surnamed Nalin and several soldiers who had drunk wine were all missing.

This also means that he can't get through the customs in the dark, but if he stops and takes over the investigation, then the Ji Ge in the carriage will definitely be exposed, and they will not be in prison at that time, even themselves, the eldest lady, and the entire Longmen Jianghu will be beheaded on the charge of fornicating with foreign races.

"The convoy behind, hurry up, don't grind!" a soldier with a witch knife at his waist shouted at Jiang Ting, who was hesitant to move forward and retreat.

Jiang Ting was difficult to ride a tiger at this time, he glanced at the convoy behind him, pretended to be calm, and rode towards the city gate.

"Why don't you see Captain Lin?" Jiang Ting turned over and dismounted, and asked respectfully at the strange soldier.

The soldier guarding the city had obvious impatience on his face, he pushed Jiang Ting aside, walked towards the carriage, and asked, "Who is in the carriage?"

Qiu Yingluo glanced at Bai Luohua and the others who looked vigilant, nodded and signaled that she could handle it, and then lifted the curtain and jumped out of the carriage.

"Longmen Jianghu, Qiu Yingluo. Qiu Yingluo said to the soldier holding the witch knife without humility or arrogance.

"Is there anyone else in the carriage?" the soldier asked, looking over Qiu Yingluo to the blood-smelling carriage.

And he waved his hand, signaling the elite soldiers from the General's Mansion behind him to prepare for battle.

Jiang Ting saw the gesture of the leading soldier and held the handle of the knife with his right hand, considering whether to strike first.

Just when the two sides were tense, a figure appeared on the streets of Xiaoxiang, from far and near, with wind under their feet, rushing in.

"Stop. The soldier in the Witch uniform shouted.

Then the soldier came to the carriage, and after seeing the battle between the two sides, he said in a deep voice to the soldier guarding the city gate: "By the order of the young general, the carriage of the Longmen rivers and lakes is allowed to pass." ”

Jiang Ting finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the person who came, and at this time his clothes were already soaked in cold sweat.

The person who delivered the edict for Jing Xin was the chief surnamed Zhao who had been talking for a long time when he left the inner city before.

Seeing Brother Zhao looking at his side, Jiang Ting let go

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hilt of the sword, nodding.

After hearing that it was the order given by the young general himself, those soldiers who were from the general's mansion and guarded knelt down one after another.

The chief surnamed Zhao quietly walked in front of the carriage, knocked on the wall outside, and said softly: "Ji Gongzi, the young general has an order, let me hand this over to Gongzi." ”

Immediately, he reached out of his arms with an ordinary-looking paper fan and respectfully handed it forward with both hands.

The leading soldier stole a glance up and buried his head lower.

Because the paper fan in the hand of the chief has always been an object that his young master never leaves his hand, and its significance has always been compared with the tiger talisman jade pendant on the general's waist.

Hearing this, Ji Ge gently opened the door curtain, glanced at the paper fan, and said, "Did he say that if I don't accept it, what will happen to him?"

The chief surnamed Zhao shook his head and said respectfully: "The young general only said that Gongzi Ji would definitely accept it." ”

Ji Ge sneered, grabbed the paper fan in his hand and took it over.

Then the chief surnamed Zhao took two steps back, raised his head and shouted, "Let go!"

"Brother Zhao. Jiang Ting stepped forward and thanked him.

The chief surnamed Zhao patted him on the shoulder, looked displeased and said with a pale face: "It's also fortunate that my old legs are fast, otherwise you, Jiang Ting, are you planning to kill all sides here?"

Jiang Ting frowned when he heard this, and said angrily: "Brother Zhao, you know me, I Jiang Ting has always been a spring to repay the kindness of others, not to mention the one in the carriage who has a life-saving grace for me." ”

"Okay, okay, I'm not interested in listening to you now, you can come to Wagang Bingzhen another day and take a trip to the wine table of our drunken immortal building. He patted Jiang Ting's shoulder and scolded with a smile.

Then he passed by Jiang Ting and whispered in his ear: "You and the person in the carriage are not all the way, so it is best to go their separate ways after leaving the city gate." ”

Jiang Ting nodded, even if he heard it.

Then the chief surnamed Zhao flew back to the inner city and hurried back to his life.

After the carriage of Longmen Jianghu drove out of Wagang Bing Town unharmed, Bai Luohua and others in the carriage breathed a sigh of relief.

Baili Sake stared at the paper fan in Ji Singer, and asked with concern, "Will there be fraud?"

Ji Ge shook his head, looking at the side of the paper fan that Jing Xinshi temporarily wrote the poem "Sword Pavilion is magnificent and Cui Wei", he sneered after reciting it silently in his heart, shook the paper fan with strong ink fragrance, and laughed at himself, "Don't you Jing Xinshi really treat me Ji Ge as an idiot?"

It's just that then he put away the paper fan, gently patted his smooth forehead, and said distressedly: "Once you come and go, these are two favors, and you have a good wishful thinking about Jing Xinshi." ”

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