In troubled times, the beacon fire is wolf. Not to mention how many people died in the war and strife, at the feet of this Son of Heaven, it is claimed that everything is peaceful, and the imperial city of Chang'an will always enjoy Chang'an is also full of displaced people, mourning all over the wilderness.

The carriage came from outside the city, the brocade curtain was lifted, and a young girl in a pink brocade robe poked out of her head. The driver was a big man in sackcloth, and when he saw the girl's signal, the big man grabbed the reins of the horse, and the carriage and horse stopped steadily beside the city gate.

"Mo Dao is not at ease in this life, and there are hundreds of flowers in Chang'an City. I don't know what is so good about this imperial city of Taiping Chang'an?" the white boots under the girl's feet fell to the ground, and her beautiful eyes looked forward to the majestic imperial city.

She was only sixteen or seventeen years old, with a beautiful cardamom, skin like clotted fat, a collar like a grub, and teeth like a rhino. The appearance of such a fairy-like woman has already made the passing traders come together. It's just that there is a living fierce god in the group, which provokes the flower watchers, who can only watch from a distance and dare not play blasphemous.

"The weather in the north is too dry, but it's better in the south. The girl pursed her lips and smiled and talked to the old woman next to her.

"Ahem......"

"Chaoyu, you've really thought about it. If you come back, you may never be able to get out again. The old woman spoke quietly.

Xiaohong on the side saw Shangguan coughing towards the rain and took a white mink fur.

Shangguan Chaoyu paused slightly, and Rou Su tied the cloak around his neck. She was like a fairy in the sky, but she became a magnolia flower in the mortal world because she was infected with the wind and dust. The posture is curling, the head of the mantis is not covered with snow, and the musk navel has no director of the spring breeze.

"Go, come on. I'm not afraid of the wind and rain in the city, but I'm afraid that there will be no place to go in this life......"

The official guards who protect the city, there is no obstacle, and they bow respectfully. The rat on the side saw Wei seeing two little flowers following behind, and drank, "What are you doing, go away." ”

Lin Ziyun's brother and sister were blocked outside the dynasty again.

"With a little vision, you dare to stop the people brought by my master?" Xiaohong pointed at the man and scolded.

"Ah...... Princess Changle's distinguished guest, the little one didn't dare to stop her. The little one damn it, he doesn't know Taishan with eyes...... "The little guy hurriedly made amends and pretended to slap himself twice. When the people walked away, they couldn't help but spit on the ground, "What a bullshit princess of the former dynasty, what's so great." ”

Entering Chang'an City, it was another world. The siege of the city is nine miles long in all directions, and there are three city gates on each side, which are heavily guarded, showing the majesty of the royal style. There are nine straight streets and nine horizontal streets in the city, which are distinct. Walking on the paved avenue of white marble that can be side-by-side in the troika, it is as straight as a heavenly road. The mansions on both sides are majestic and magnificent, and there are stone carvings of Rui beasts in front of the door. Green eaves and red bricks, carved beams and painted columns, all are extravagant. Lin Ziyun and Zijuan were both experiencing the grandeur of the imperial city for the first time, and Zijuan timidly took Lin Ziyun's hand and never left. But Lin Ziyun seemed to have something on his mind, and only grabbed Zijuan's little hand along the way, sullen and silent.

Although I don't know how many high-rise buildings I have seen on the earth, I can't help but marvel at the prosperity of this place.

"Your Royal Highness Princess, Prince Jing Huan has prepared a reception banquet in the Drunken Immortal Building, and ordered me to inform His Highness. After walking a short distance, an old servant with white hair and a red face greeted him.

"Your master has a heart, but I'm from Pingji. Accidentally infected with the wind and cold, you go to tell your master, the heart is happy to accept, but the sick body does not dare to see the son, and I hope to forgive. The voice of the girl in pink came from the carriage, and she didn't even intend to look at the old servant.

"This ...... It's just that the prince has been thinking about His Highness in the past three years. He asked me to invite His Highness to go, but His Highness didn't go, and the old slave ...... "Although the old slave listened to her feeling unwell, she still opened her mouth to invite."

"What a rude servant, His Highness said not to go, just not to go...... You know what?"

Ling's sorrowful temperament is extremely hot, and he can't hold it back. was going to use the Xuanyin needle to stab this old slave, and the old woman on the side snorted lightly, and she didn't know what means were used. This trick to kill Luping in the ancient temple was gently pounced by a yellowed talisman.

"Go, tell your family. His Royal Highness was sick, and after he recovered, he came to visit, and he was worried. The old woman said lightly.

Frightened by the devilish methods of spiritual sorrow, the old slave said yes again and again. I didn't dare to stay here anymore, so I crawled away.

"Mother-in-law......"

"It's okay, what's the matter if it's known?" the old woman interrupted Shangguan Chaoyu's words and said without changing her face. Only Shangguan Chaoyu knew what this old man's words represented, and it seemed that the destruction of a dynasty was really a clapping for her. When the skinny old woman said this, she was no longer an old man, but as if she was an overlord who looked down on the world, and like a divine sword about to come out of its sheath.

The little maid leading the horse took the reins, and the maid who greeted the door stood respectfully in the mansion with "Changle Mansion" written on it. The princess's favorite thing in her life was pear blossoms, so she planted pear trees in her house that bloom all year round. I didn't see the breeze blowing, but there were petals of pear blossoms falling.

"Brother, I don't want to leave my brother......" In front of the princess's mansion, Zijuan cried loudly, and her pretty eyes had already cried like a big cat.

"I don't want to go with you, brother...... I want my brother ......"

"Good boy, go with Shizun, you can cultivate immortals. The pale-haired old woman hugged Zijuan, and persuaded the little girl with tears in her eyes, where is there still the demeanor of looking at the world just now and the domineering spirit that makes Lingchou lose her hand and dare not say half a step of complaining, at this moment, it is like an old mother persuading the girl bitterly.

"Brother......

Lin Ziyun didn't want to look back, he was afraid that he couldn't help it. Zijuan's voice echoed in her ears clearly. However, he can't protect her at all now.

"Your sister has a spiritual root, there is no one in ten thousand, if you practice with me, you can set foot on the fairy road from now on. If I am with you, you will not be able to protect yourself, you can endure this kind of suffering, but your sister obviously has a better choice......"

"After you get to Chang'an City, you can make your own decision. I want this child not to blame you in the future, let her go with me. ”

Lin Ziyun always agreed, maybe this choice is indeed better than now. That old woman is indeed an immortal cultivator, if she wants to harm Zijuan, she doesn't have to tell this kind of lie, with her means and identity.

Before parting, Lin Ziyun secretly put the bag that might have hidden the "Jiuhua Immortal Sutra" in Zijuan's clothes.

Zijuan also left, and Lin Ziyun felt that he was not a qualified good brother, and he definitely couldn't be called it. Yes, there are too many people who want to protect, and you can't even protect yourself.

Zijuan's voice behind him gradually dissipated, and Lin Ziyun couldn't help but sit on the ground anymore. But it seems that all his strength has been drained, and he can't even cry. I had only a pair of reddish eyes, staring blankly at the sky, and the corners of my mouth twitched slightly.

"Go away, go away, where did you come from called Hanako, sit at my door, and let no one do business......"

Xiao Er of the restaurant tugged at his cuffs and drove Lin Ziyun away with a full shout and scolding.

On the ancient road of Chang'an, there is a lot of traffic and pedestrians shouting. The capital of Nuoda does not seem to belong here, it does not belong to this world.

Some of the long hair fell down in the eye sockets, and at this moment, Lin Ziyun wanted to cry bitterly as much as he could when an autumn rain fell in the sky.