There was a sudden sound of horses' hooves, and the three horsemen carried the dust from far and near.

The black horse under the crotch of the knight is as shiny as black satin, but the four hooves are as white as snow.

"It's a snow treadmill!" cried the sharp-eyed man excitedly.

"Wow, the knight on the horse should be the overlord of Western Chu!"

"It's the Overlord of Western Chu!"

At this moment, a group of defenders rushed out of the city, and with a whip they drove the crowd to both sides of the road.

The three knights galloped in silence, extremely fast, without stopping as they passed through the gates.

The common people who didn't see the knight's appearance at all were still in high spirits, and for ordinary people, it was a great honor to meet the overlord of Xichu, which was enough to talk about for a few days after tea and dinner.

After the three horses entered the city, they went straight to the county governor's mansion.

When he came to the gate of the county government, the knight led by him pulled the reins of his horse, and the black horse raised his head and neighed, and stopped. The knight jumped down, patted his beloved mount gently, handed the reins to the groom, who had been waiting for him for a long time, waved his hand at the two horsemen behind him, and without looking back, went straight into the county hall.

The other two rode in front of the county government and sped away in the other direction.

Enter the county hall and turn into the inner courtyard, which is the residence of the county commander's family.

The man who came in was nearly two meters tall, with broad shoulders and thick shoulders, a high nose and deep eyes, and he walked with a dragon and a tiger's step, full of wildness.

A woman with elegant manners and fair skin hurriedly greeted her: "Xichu, you are back!"

The tall and majestic man is none other than the overlord of Xichu in Changshe County, a quasi-tenth-level martial artist, and he is only one line away from a tenth-level peerless martial artist.

Seeing the visitor, the man raised his thick eyebrows like a sword, and his rugged face showed a trace of tenderness: "Yu Lan, why did you get up so early!"

"Well, it won't be early!" The woman was obviously waiting for her husband, but she was thin-skinned but didn't want to admit it.

Just rushed back to Changshe from Xuchang, the overlord of Western Chu spent nearly three hours, and his robe had a heavy smell of dust. His mood was a little heavy, but it did not detract from his exuberant energy.

Yu Lan and the Overlord of Xichu are childhood sweethearts, they have no talent for martial arts, and they are just ordinary women. It has been nearly a year since he married the overlord of Western Chu, and the two have a harmonious relationship. Seeing that her husband was tired and busy, she couldn't help but complain a little: "Aren't you warriors able to use the high move back to the city scroll! Why do you have to run so long distances! What should I do if I am tired!"

"Don't be tired! Changshe is not far from Xuchang, and one person needs two scrolls to return to the city, which is too wasteful!"

"You are the deputy leader of Canghai Xiao, don't you have any privilege?"

"When marching and fighting, there is a distinction between superior and inferior. Normally, the tribe is a big family, and no one has any privileges!"

Yu Lan was silent, she knew very well that when she talked about these things, her husband was very serious and rigid, and there was no room for her to interject.

The king of Xichu also felt that his tone was a little stiffer, and when he saw his wife pouting, he couldn't help but soften, leaned over slightly, hugged her soft waist, and gently imprinted it on her rosy lips.

Yu Lan's face turned red all of a sudden, she broke free from her husband's iron arm, and said angrily: "I hate it to death, my body is so dirty, hurry up and go to the shower and change clothes!", the light smile on the corner of her mouth betrayed her pleasure.

"Haha......" The overlord of Xichu didn't say much, and let his beloved woman push him towards the bath.

Yu Lan, who was immersed in the joy of the two loves, didn't notice her husband's thoughts, she pushed the Xichu Overlord forward with a heavy body, and said happily like a little girl: "I received a letter from Aoba yesterday!"

Aoba is a green-eyed person, Yu Lan's Jinlan sister. Aoba and the couple are both childhood playmates, and they are very affectionate. Later, Aoba moved back to the capital of the Zhensoul tribe with his parents, but he didn't break the contact, and he has been keeping the Hongyan book several times a year.

“......”

"Huh, did you hear that?"

"I heard ......," the Western Chu Overlord replied a little absent-mindedly.

After receiving her husband's answer, Yu Lan was satisfied, and continued to talk about the thing that made her happy all day yesterday: "Aoba is getting married! The other party is the rising star of the Soul Suppression Tribe, the ninth-level martial artist Yamazawa Wind Thunder. ”

"Oh?!ninth-level martial artist?" This time, the overlord of Western Chu really listened to his wife's words in his heart: "Aoba is getting married?"

"yes, didn't they just say it, you didn't listen to it!"

"Listened to it......"

"I wonder if we can go and congratulate you?" Yu Lan said tentatively, not holding out much hope.

The Overlord of Western Chu stopped, turned around, looked at his wife with some apologies, and gently stroked Yu Lan's face with his thick knuckle palm: "Changshe is too far away from Chengdu, your body is weak, how can you stand the bumps along the way......?"

"I know......" Yu Lan lowered her head, quickly adjusted her kind attitude, raised her head with a smile and said, "It's okay, if you don't go, you won't go, I can send a generous gift to the carriage and horse shop, and make sure to make Aoba happy!"

"In a few days, I may go to Chengdu!" "The overlord of Xichu thought thoughtfully, "I'll be your chariot and horse!"

"Really, it's so annoying, who can afford to invite a car like you!" Yu Lan said "hateful", but her heart blossomed, the couple and Aoba were both childhood friends, and her husband could go to congratulate him on his behalf, Aoba would also be very happy.

"You just said that Aoba's fiancé is called Yamazawa Fenglei?"

"That's right, that's what Aoba said in the letter. It is said that he is a steady man, young and promising, and it can be seen that Aoba loves him......"