Everyone strolled away as if it had never happened.

I don't know when, a dark cloud has gathered in the sky, which invisibly makes the whole atmosphere become oppressive.

After leaving the pavilion, they did not return to the imperial city, but walked silently on the bluestone slab, and this straight road suddenly became very long.

Xin'er stopped suddenly, as did the woman on the side.

"The wind is blowing. Xin'er's mood was very low, and she looked up at the sky, her eyes glistening with tears.

The wind roared in front of him also stopped, and he didn't look back, just silently looked into the distance.

Boom la la la......

Suddenly it began to rain in the sky, drop after drop, and soon it became a torrential downpour. Maybe it's because the atmosphere of Fengming is too depressing at the moment, and even God can't bear to watch.

"It's raining...... Xin'er continued, her forehead and cheeks were already covered with water droplets, and her body was already completely wet from the rain.

"Tomorrow's banquet His Majesty Yanyun will be a killer, and if you want to come out of the palace, I may not be able to do it. “

Quiescence......

Feng Ming didn't make much movement, he walked slowly, "You guys go to Dongcheng." “

Xin'er was silent, there might be danger at the banquet tomorrow, but she was not afraid, what she was afraid of was what would happen to the wind.

The figure of Feng Ming in the distance was about to disappear, and Xin'er spoke in a low voice, "I'm waiting for you in Dongcheng, if Mr. hasn't appeared in a day's time, I'll leave." “

After saying that, Xin'er turned around and walked in the opposite direction with the woman, maybe to be able to live, or maybe to be able to let Feng Ming live.

...... The next evening.

Feng Ming stood alone at the gate of Xicheng, and on the other side of Xicheng was Xidan.

"Miss Xin'er, if you don't take them, your father will be suspicious, and it will be difficult for you to leave. It was Yan Qin, she stood on the back of the white crane and slowly fell to his side.

"It's time to do it. Feng Ming explained in an extremely rare way, without a trace of certainty, he naturally would not go to the Fu Hongmen banquet.

"It's almost time, Mr. Fengming, please. Yan Qin spoke, and the wind roar of the white crane flying in the distance jumped onto its back.

The main hall of the royal city is ......

A general walked in from outside, and he bent down and said respectfully, "Your Majesty, Princess Zhaofeng and Lord Fengming are here." “

Yan Yun frowned slightly, nodded, and said coldly, "Is there only Mr. Fengming?"

"Yes...... Yes. The general shuddered, for at this moment he could be beheaded at any moment.

"Let them in. Yan Yun let out a long sigh of relief and asked him to pass on the order.

None of the civil and military officials below retreated, and they were also curious about what the person who was called Mr. by His Majesty Yan Yun had any ability.

Outside the main hall, the wind roared and they walked only to be intercepted.

"Lord Fengming, you can't wear weapons when you enter the main hall, please be considerate. “

Feng Ming frowned, as a swordsman, once his sword left his hand, he might not be called a swordsman.

However, he couldn't wear a weapon when he entered the main hall, he was silent for a long time, and then put the reverse air on the ground, and the internal force exerted directly embedded it deep in the ground.

The guards outside were all wooden, and the ground was paved with the toughest rocks, and the man in front of him was truly terrifying.

"Please. One of the generals stepped forward and spoke softly.

The wind whistled silently, and strolled in. At the same time, he looked at Yan Qin on the side, and the umbrella in her hand was also handed aside, and strolled in.

"Your Majesty. Feng Ming nodded respectfully. On the side, Yan Qin saluted slightly, and then stepped aside.

Feng Ming stepped forward and retreated to Yan Qin's side, relatively speaking, Yan Qin was his trusted person for the time being in the imperial city.

"Lord Fengming, I didn't expect to see you again so soon. A woman spoke slowly.

Feng Ming looked at it, it was Yu Ning, she was really here.

Yan Yun slowly stood up, "Why aren't those two girls with Mr. Feng Ming?" “

Feng Ming nodded and said slowly, "Last night, it rained at night, and they got wet. It is inconvenient to go to the banquet, and Your Majesty should not blame it. “

Yan Yun was silent, what did it have to do with going to the banquet if he just got his clothes wet? Feng Ming couldn't even tell a lie after all.

Yan Yun sat down, a smile appeared on his face, he looked at the civil and military officials, and said loudly, "This is Feng Ming, he is the number one swordsman in Xidan, and the sword in his hand is the third ranked reverse sky, and he has not met an opponent so far." “

Feng Ming frowned, His Majesty Yan Yun [praised] him inexplicably, I am afraid that he has ulterior motives.

The people below nodded slightly at Feng Ming, and said softly, "Mr. Feng Ming." “

His Majesty Yan Yun called him Mr., and they naturally didn't dare to say anything more.

Yan Yun laughed, and then waved his hand, "Let's all retreat, Mr. Fengming may be everyone's colleague in the future." “

......

Wind Whistle: ......

After a while, the civil and military officials all left in a bustling manner, and the entire hall instantly seemed a little empty.

Feng Ming turned his head to look to the side, where Yu Ning had not left, it seemed that he had been ordered in advance.

On the main hall, Yan Yun got up and walked down, and said softly, "Go to the Taihe Palace, Mr. Fengming, please." “

Feng Ming didn't speak, and strolled along.

He stopped in front of the reverse sky, looked at it calmly, and then said, "Mr. Feng Ming is the number one swordsman in the world, and this sword naturally can't be left in his hand." “

Feng Ming nodded slightly, and took two steps to pick up the reverse sky, but Yan Yun had already put his hand on the hilt of the sword.

Feng Ming's eyes widened, he felt a strong internal force, it was Yan Yun, he would actually be a master, and it was terrifying!

Under his internal force, the bluestone slabs around the reverse sky gradually spread and cracked like mirrors.

Then he shook slightly, and pulled up the reverse air.

He turned around and handed the reverse sky to Feng Ming, and said with a slight smile, "Mr. Feng Ming, your sword." “

Feng Ming nodded slightly and took the reverse space. But there was a deep contemplation in his heart. Yan Yun's internal force is really powerful, and he can't do it.

Thinking about it carefully, Yan Yun is worthy of being the king of a country, able to deeply win people's hearts and understand the art of war. Now it seems that his internal strength may be ranked first in the rivers and lakes!

Is this really a king worthy of his follow......