Volume 1 Jianghu Spring and Autumn Chapter 66 The official team from the capital

Xue Jin slapped his thigh and said happily: "I don't want you to say, I also want to leave you with me as a companion, so I can't suffocate to death if I live alone in the 'Tongxin Palace'?"

"Ziyu, it's done. Di Yunfeng gave him a doting look and said.

"At first, I thought I would be satisfied with being a miscellaneous disciple in Yangmen, but now I am a brother and brother with the imperial court officials, living in the Tongxin Treasure Hall, watching the rise and fall of the morning and sunset during the day, and watching the sun, moon and stars at night...... By the way, Brother Di, how do you say that the disciples of the Yangmen are all practicing? Will you think that we are like in the world, stirring up fire and sand to refine palms, and hitting Hong Zhong to refine iron head skills......

"Ziyu, that's all you have to offer. ”

"Hmph, what do you want?"

"Zhan Zhenwu Jianghu battlefield, stepping on the immortal demon Qionglou Yuyu, demon slaying Dao dragon and evil dragon, chaotic evil ghost hell reincarnation...... Go on the road!"

"You're afraid you're confused, aren't you?"

"So even if you disguise yourself as a woman for decades, you are still a girl after all, how can you understand the chest diameter of a manly man? ”

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Laoshan Town has long been full of wind and rain by Huang Chen's death, the wind is tight on weekdays, and people have no more fun except for daily work, but today is different, the town is full of people from beginning to end, and every household runs to the street to see "strange." ”

"The old man in white rode a rare beast, swam forward with a sword guard, the yellow oriole girl wore a garland on her head, and the banner of Zhenwu was hung high, but Lord Yushi was nowhere to be seen, huh?

The drooping children made up songs, and the villagers watched the excitement.

The official team from the capital is magnificent, different from Huang Chen's pointing and pointing in the town, people are more welcome to Lord Yushi, just because Huang Chen's team is full of killing gods wearing murder weapons, which makes people feel scared when they see it, and the team of Lord Yushi has ancient rare beasts to open the way, there are delicate and lovely maids to light the lamp to guide the way, and the real warrior bodyguards who are majestic and high-spirited, which are both eye-catching and admirable, and are deeply loved by the people.

Before you know it, the team of Lord Goshi is surrounded by people from all over the town to the door of the torture hall. Xue Jin stood at the door with his waist crossed, the crow's face on the left, Di Yunfeng and Wen Ziyu on the right, and the jailer and the Yangmen disciples parted ways, waiting for the guests respectfully.

"Wow, what a big posture, Brother Di, look at it, that's ...... That's a rare beast!It's a rare beast!" Wen Ziyu couldn't hide his excitement, and pulled Di Yunfeng vigorously to let him see.

Rare beasts are like tigers and leopards, the body is golden color, there are three zhang high, a pair of sharp eyes despise the world, and there is a bit of a king's demeanor!

Di Yunfeng scratched his head: "Isn't it just a multiplied beast, why do you call it a rare beast?"

"Beasts, Brother Di, don't you laugh, I heard that when the conflict broke out between the Southwest Alien Beast Tribe and the Zhenwu Kingdom, the Zhenwu Emperor brought three thousand precious beasts into the lair of the alien beasts in one fell swoop, leveled the war, killed the beast king, built a city-state, and drew the real world. Since then, the Treasure Beast has become the symbol of the True Martial Kingdom, and together with General Wei's 'Yongwu Ten Thousand Battle Army', it has been called the two great protectors of the True Martial Kingdom!"

Di Yunfeng shrugged his shoulders and said, "It's not being ridden yet. ”

Wen Ziyu glanced at Di Yunfeng: "Brother Di, you are laughing again, the rare beast is not ordinary, how can the person who can ride it be ordinary? Just like the Dapeng bird we rode before, they are all taken back from the realm of foreign beasts by the Xianmen family, raised, trained, and grown up. ”

Di Yunfeng raised his finger and pointed at the white-haired old man on the beast's back and said, "You mean that the old man is very powerful?"

Wen Ziyu hurriedly slapped Di Yunfeng's not unruly hand and reprimanded: "Brother Di, that person can't be pointed at casually, maybe he is bigger than Xue Jin, you should watch the show, okay? We really can't afford to mess with these people......"

Di Yunfeng "cut" lightly, the most unconvincing thing in his life is to oppress people with his status and status, and he has killed many high-powered corrupt officials in others. He touched the Immortal Demon Order in his storage bag, Lord Yushi, as an official of the imperial court, may be able to pass the Immortal Demon Order to Emperor Zhenwu for him, but then he thought of Xue Jin's perverse temperament, and his crow face was unfathomable, and the white-haired old man did not understand it clearly, the Immortal Demon Order was something that General Wei had exchanged for his life, and for the sake of insurance, he still had to hand it over to Emperor Zhenwu himself.

Thinking of this, Di Yunfeng put the Immortal Demon Order into the storage bag again, and he must have gone to the Zhenwu Emperor, and then he thought about going to see the emperor, maybe the Zhenwu Emperor saw that he was 'finished and returned to Zhao' to reward a family business, and it was impossible to find an official and a half-job......

"Three Sons...... Ouch, you're scared to death old man, didn't you say that you were waiting at the entrance of Qingniu Town? Why did you appear at the foot of Laoshan again?"

The white-haired old man is over the age of six, his eyebrows and beards are white, and his white shirt is not like martial arts, but more like an old fairy who has descended to earth. Although he looks holy and solemn, such a "ouch" seems amiable, and he can't see the official frame at all.

He pulled Xue Jin over, from beginning to end, from front to back, carefully looked at it, and only after confirming that Xue Jin was okay did he let out a long breath: "It's okay, it's okay...... it's okay."

Xue Jin winced at the white-haired old man and said, "Old man, I see that you were very angry sitting on Meow Meow just now, where are you worried about me?"

"This ......" The white-haired old man was speechless for a while, but the merchant prisoner on the side frowned, and reproached Xue Jin slightly: "Third son, Senior Guan is your teacher, how can you be so disrespectful?"

Xue Jin glanced at the crow's face, and said angrily: "Prisoner Shang, although it is very annoying for you to come with you, you can still take action to protect my safety at a critical moment." But the old man, half of his body was in the ground, and he had traveled a long and bumpy journey, and I could not afford to break up his old bones," she snorted and ran towards the beast.

The merchant prisoner wanted to be angry, but how could he dare to be angry? he could only sigh faintly, tolerated Xue Jin's brutality, and said respectfully to the white-haired old man: "Senior Guan, you have worked hard all the way, if it weren't for the son, he was willful, alas, ......"

The white-haired old man was not angry because of Xue Jin's offense, but on the contrary, he showed a hint of relief, he said: "It's not so much that I accompany the third prince out to practice, but that the third prince accompanies me to Yingzhou to relax, no matter what, I am also half an elder of Yangmen, and it is good to come to visit friends when I die." ”

Shang Jian shook his head and said: "Senior Guan, what did you say, you will definitely live for another thousand years, if the True Martial Kingdom is without you, alas...... It's hard to imagine what it will become. ”

The white-haired old man smiled kindly and said humbly: "The old man's life and death are already fateful, and I, an old bone, have no ability to survive the calamity." Sometimes people live for a long time and feel tired. ”

The merchant prisoner pursed his lips and said no more, and respectfully stroked the white-haired old man towards the team.