Yang Fan kept lurking, waiting until there was no movement around before he appeared, but when he and He Xiaoling came to the place where they were fighting with Chenfei, they found that the two foals had been killed by Chenfei, and in this deserted mountain forest, it seemed that they could only move forward on foot.

Yang Fan smiled bitterly: "Walking forward, how long will it take to get out of this mountain forest, and this dust will never stop there, I'm afraid that it will be waiting for us on the road ahead." ”

He Xiaoling said worriedly: "Then what are we going to do?"

Yang Fan: "Let's find a way to find a market first, and then dress up, there are only two people, he may not be able to find it." ”

He Xiaoling nodded, and then she realized that Yang Fan had been holding her hand until now, feeling warm.

Yang Fan noticed that He Xiaoling's expression was a little weird, and hurriedly let go of his hand in embarrassment, and said with a smile: "Let's go, if you really want to run into dust, we also have the strength to fight now, so we don't need to be afraid of him." ”

He Xiaoling rubbed her fingers and said with a slight smile: "Yang Fan, your martial arts are improving so fast, I suspect that you are now almost the same as my master's martial arts." ”

Yang Fan said regretfully: "It's a pity, I still can't beat the dust." ”

He Xiaoling comforted: "Chen Fei has been famous for decades, and it is not easy to defeat him, but with your current growth rate, it shouldn't take long to surpass him." ”

If this sentence had been said before, even she herself would have thought it funny, but now, Yang Fan has indeed broken many records in the martial arts and has become the leader of the younger generation.

Yang Fan shook his head: "But my time is running out." ”

He Xiaoling's face sank, and she stretched out her hand and took the initiative to pull Yang Fan: "There must be many miracle doctors in Kyoto, they will definitely be able to remove the poison from your body, Yang Fan, you will definitely get better." ”

Yang Fan's fingers pinched He Xiaolin's slender fingers a little harder, and smiled faintly: "Don't worry, I won't give up." ”

He Xiaoling's face turned red, her palm struggled slightly, but she didn't break away, and said in a low voice: "You scratched me." ”

Yang Fan smiled: "Obviously, you sent it." ”

He Xiaoling: "I am ......"

Yang Fan: "I know, you are caring about me, let's go, I accept your concern." ”

He Xiaoling snorted, but she didn't reject it at all in her heart, held Yang Fan's palm with her backhand, and walked side by side.

When passing through a market, Yang Fan and He Xiaoling changed into coarse cloth clothes.

He Xiaoling tied up her hair, dressed as a boy, her face was deliberately dirty by Yang Fan, and she no longer had the ice muscle and jade skin before, but her eyes were black and shiny, and she was very aura.

Yang Fan was dressed as a hunter, a few patches on his clothes were particularly conspicuous, his face was also dirty, covering his original handsome face, and there were some beards stuck to his lips, looking like a raunchy reckless man.

Yang Fan bought two foals at the market and set out on his journey to Kyoto again.

Yang Fan's disguise technique can be said to be rotten, but the sea of people is vast, and it is difficult for Chen Fei to find out the two of them.

Three days later, Yang Fan and He Xiaoling finally came to the gate of Kyoto.

Kyoto is the most prosperous place in Daxing, and the city gate is tall and not comparable to ordinary cities, and several large carriages can be parallel to the city gate, and the flow of people is endless.

Chen Fei sat in front of a tea stall at the city gate, his eyes scanning the people entering and leaving the city gate like electricity.

Yang Fan looked around, and soon discovered the location of Chenfei, and hurriedly dismounted with He Xiaoling.

Yang Fan put one hand on He Xiaoling's shoulder, like a good brother, but He Xiaoling's behavior was not very natural, and it was the first time she was hooked by a man in such broad daylight.

Yang Fan and the two walked towards the city gate with the flow of people.

In one day's time, it's the Lantern Festival, and the streets of Kyoto are already bustling with lanterns.

Yang Fan felt Chenfei's gaze from afar, and hurriedly turned his head sideways and pretended to chat with He Xiaoling.

He Xiaoling's face turned red, although her face was covered by dirt, her shyness was still revealed.

She is not as cheeky as Yang Fan, and her acting skills are obviously not up to standard.

Chen Fei sneered, got up and walked towards Yang Fan and He Xiaoling.

Yang Fan smiled bitterly, stopped, and looked up at Chenfei who was getting closer and closer, his palm already clenching the hilt of the sword at his waist.

At this moment, a fast horse rushed out of the city gate, and soon blocked between Chen Fei and Yang Fan.

The man on the horse was dressed in armor, holding a big sword, and looked at Chen Fei indifferently.

Chen Fei was stunned, and said coldly: "Who is Your Excellency?"

The armored man snorted coldly: "Can't be a monk, don't you want to commit murder at the gate of Kyoto?"

Chen Fei's expression froze: "Since you recognize me, you dare to stand in my way." ”

The armored man smiled and said: "At the feet of the Son of Heaven, someone intends to be unfavorable to the Marquis of Zhongyi, how can I, the person in the Command Division of Soldiers and Horses, ignore it." ”

I saw that the armored man waved his hand, and immediately a team of men and horses came out of the city and surrounded the dusty group.

Yang Fan also wondered in his heart, how could he be recognized by a stranger when he came here with makeup.

He Xiaoling breathed a sigh of relief at this time, as soon as these sergeants made a move, they would never dare to fight.

Chenfei's eyes were cold: "Do you know the consequences of doing this." ”

In fact, Yang Fan's impeachment of King Ning has already spread in the officialdom of Kyoto, and since this soldier and horse command division knows that he is dealing with Yang Fan, the Marquis of Zhongyi, he should understand that it is King Ning standing behind him.

The armored man said with a smile: "Eating the king's lu, sharing worries for the king, and maintaining law and order in the capital is the duty of this official, and what consequences can there be if you perform your functions." ”

Chen Fei sneered, turned around and left, this matter must be notified to King Ning immediately, Yang Fan's entry into Beijing is no longer stoppable.

The armored man turned to look at Yang Fan and the others, dismounted and bowed, "I don't know which of the two is Lord Yang, the Marquis of Loyalty?"

Yang Fan hurriedly hugged his fists and said: "This official Yang Fan, thank you for the general for breaking the siege." ”

The armored man was very polite to Yang Fan, and said respectfully: "This is a matter within the general's share, so that Yang Hou Ye is frightened, Yang Hou Ye, Ouyang Commander is waiting in the city, please Yang Hou Ye will come with the end." ”

After entering the city gate, in a teahouse in the city, I saw Ouyang Bo dressed in plain clothes.

Yang Fan understood in his heart that it should be Ouyang Bo who recognized him and let this soldier and horse command department take action.

Yang Fan hugged his fists and said, "Uncle Ouyang." ”

Ouyang Bo waved his hand, and the armored man immediately led people away.

Ouyang Bo looked at He Xiaoling beside Yang Fan and frowned slightly.

At the time of the Chinese New Year, Ouyang Bo had already met He Xiaoling, but the relationship between He Xiaoling and Yang Fan did not seem to be very good at that time, but he didn't expect that the person who came to Kyoto with Yang Fan this time was her.

Yang Fan opened his mouth and said: "Uncle Ouyang, this is my good friend, He Xiaoling, for the convenience of the road, so I put on makeup and dressed up." ”

He Xiaoling was also curious in her heart, this old man was the one who stayed in Tianmen Mansion during the Chinese New Year, and he looked like Yang Fan's father's entourage at that time, but from the conversation just now, this old man seemed to be a commander, and his official position was not low.