After a while, the light and shadow of the sky and the ground floated, and the spiritual consciousness spread in all directions, and Wang Jia and Shizi accompanied the refined guards to go out of the mountain to inspect first, all of them were hidden figures, if there was no abnormality, they would not appear, but soon a Xuanyi Ding person dispersed the invisibility law and appeared in the middle of the road, looking at Yan Yanbo and his party on the side of the road with cold eyes.

The steward of the Huoshan Palace, who was in charge of sealing the road before, stepped forward quickly, although the steward was a second-class ancient, he was extremely respectful to this Ding Renxiu, and his body was half-bowed and spoke in a low voice, explaining Yan Yanbo's identity clearly.

The Ding Ren cultivator had no intention of relaxing, and stepped forward to Fang Huahu's side, Yan Yanbo understood what he meant, and immediately took out his earl's life card and imperial seal from his sleeve for his inspection.

After verifying that the identity is correct, Ding Ren bowed and bowed. It is worth mentioning that the etiquette in this world is not as complicated as the Han family in the East Tu, only the whole ceremony and the half ceremony are twofold, the former is lying down and knocking on the ground with the back of the head, and the half ceremony is more ridiculous, bending down and bowing but the arms are stretched back, and the hands are straight to the ground.

After half a salute, Xuanyi Ding's figure shook and then went to investigate others, and he didn't say a word from beginning to end.

After half a pillar of incense, I saw a group of people talking and laughing from the mountain, all of them were silk robes and embroidered hats, although they were rich and noble, they did not see the king's robe and official boots, all of them were regular casual clothes.

The team of more than 100 people is not small, but it is really not worth mentioning compared to Yan Yanbo's driving on the side of the road, Yan Yanbo alone has 3,000 people, plus servants, guards and a large ice mound of nearly 100 miles.

Get closer. The first long-eyed middle-aged ancient man in the group who went down the mountain stopped, I don't know if it was deliberately pretentious, his face was slightly surprised, he first glanced at the banner of Yan Yanbo's team, and then turned his eyes to Fang Huahu: "Fang Shi's nephew?"

Fang Huahu stepped forward quickly, raised himself and lay down: "Fang Huahu meets the king of Huoshan"

"There is no need for a big gift," the long-eyed middle-aged man stretched out his hand to stop Fang Huahu, and smiled kindly: "This is not a hall, wearing regular clothes, and there is no need to be commensurate with the official." The nephew also came to the incense temple and prayed to the immortal ancestors?"

Fang Huahu was respectful: "The little nephew was ordered to go to the Snow Field Seven to select the elite of the miscellaneous ends. On the way back, we passed by the temple. I don't dare not go to worship the Immortal Ancestor. ”

"This is a very coincidental thing, but why do you have to line up on the side of the road and not go into the mountain" At this point, Huo Shanxiu's eyes suddenly realized, and his face was slightly gloomy, and he turned his head to stare at the ancient steward who was blocking the road before: "Xiuxuan." Do you dare to stop Yan Yanbo's driving? You've done a great job!"

With a bang, the ancient steward lay straight and fell to the ground. The back of the head hit the ground, and there was a bang, and there was a plead.

If he couldn't even see through this bit of drama, Fang Huahu simply hung up the seal and returned to his hometown, and hurriedly waved his hand and said, "The king is angry." I don't blame this steward, it's the little nephew who is speeding up on the way, describing himself as embarrassed, and knowing that the nobleman is in the mountains, he is afraid that he will rush into the mountain with this appearance and collide with the golden driver, so he stopped the queue and waited on the side of the road. While speaking, there was a deep sigh in his heart, the short time he met was enough for him to see clearly that the team that accompanied the prince into the incense was mostly noble for the ancients, and several of them were not as good as themselves, but they were either strong or rising stars, and their status in the eyes of King Huoshan was far more important than that of the Fang family.

De Yan Yanbo explained, Huo Shanxiu took away her anger and no longer paid attention to the steward: "My nephew comes with me to introduce you to a real nobleman." As he spoke, the gesture led to his side.

It is no longer easy to recognize, a group of more than 100 people, the king of Huoshan is still walking, not to mention the rest, only one person is in a sedan chair, and the identity of the person in the sedan chair is self-evident.

The sedan chair is not big, the style is clumsy and hideous, non-cloth, it is made of the special product of the Spring Xinjiang Imperial Domain, the best Manglong rattan thistle is braided, the rattan is black and golden, the long thorns on the root of the thistle are all thirty-six inches, the sharp thorns around the sedan body are faintly blue, full of poison.

Don't say that the whole Manglong rattan sedan chair is a thorn on the vine, and it can be regarded as a good treasure in the eyes of ordinary cultivators. This sedan chair is easy to fire and water, and it is difficult to destroy it with a full blow from the overhaul of the Yuan Shen. And the hideous sedan chair and the precious sedan chair are really not worth mentioning compared to the person who carries the sedan chair.

The person who bears the sedan chair, Luo skirt color silk, graceful posture, one before and one after the two girls out of the dust, so beautiful that the incense is not stained in the world, and it is not a living soul in the world, and the two girls who carry the sedan chair are the true spirits in the painting: in ancient times, the master overhauled the holy hand Danqing, exhausted his life's cultivation, and made a long silk in his imagination of the fairy palace Cai'e, and the thirteen beauties in the painting are called the thirteen jade hairpins.

The painter is an important figure in the human race, after the death of the thirteen jade hairpins were enshrined in the imperial city, after being infected by incense for thousands of years, the jade hairpin in the painting actually came back to life, Shi Shiran moved out of the long silk, and since then served the emperors of the past dynasties. When Chaotianzi was quite fond of his nephew, Wangjingzi, he gave two spirits in the painting to wait. On weekdays, when Jing Shizi goes in and out, he uses these two beauties to carry a sedan chair, never forgetting to show this period of holy grace.

It has to be said, the people have to rely on the women of their own tribe to reproduce offspring, but the men who kill the macaque do not like the women of their own tribe, the beauties in their thinking of the sea are quite suitable for the aesthetics of the Han family, and the thirteen jade hairpins in the painting are not inferior to the three dwarf gods of the Hai Ling'er aunt.

The small sedan chair is fierce, the loser is stunning, and it is difficult not to attract attention!

Yan Yanbo stepped forward to salute, painted a long curtain rolled by hand, the six ears in the sedan chair were burly but there was still childishness between the eyebrows, and a silver collar was hung under his neck, which was the prince of Wangjing and the little prince Yi Yingchun.

Temperament and the habit of being high, Yi Yingchun is far less mellow and easy to treat people than Huo Shanxiu, but he finally has some face, waved his hand to dispense with Yan Yanbo's courtesy, and simply said a few words, and then his eyes naturally fell on the eye-catching iceberg on the side of the road.

Yi Yingchun narrowed his eyes and bared out with fangs in his mouth: "I recently heard that an iceberg entered the summer domain from the snowfield, swaggering all the way through the border, attracting rumors, all saying that Yan Yanbo's pomp was amazing, and the emperor ordered him to select the elite soldiers of Zamo, but he moved a Zamo city back, for fear that the world would not know that he had been reused by the emperor, and Yan Yanbo acted steadily, and those gossips were just made up by boring characters in the market, and they couldn't be taken seriously, and they didn't come to an end."

The big hat was enough to crush Fang Huahu's neck, Fang Huahu was shocked, and said in a panic while lying on the ground and 'bowing': "Shizi Mingjian, the lower official returned with the city only because the white crow people need to be able to raise soldiers in the city."

Before he finished speaking, Yi Yingchun, the prince of Wangjing, suddenly became up: "It's just a joke, Yan Yanbo is serious, why do you need to tell the difference! If it is not a last resort, who will run back and forth against a big city, this really proves that Yan Yanbo has done his best to live up to the emperor's order! When I return to Beijing, I will definitely start this matter to the emperor, and ask for the next reward for you, please get up, please get up quickly." ”

A sentence of reprimand, a sentence of praise, I can't tell which sentence is true and which sentence is false, Fang Huahu is drenched in cold sweat, his vest is soaked, and he is shocked in his heart, needless to say, the secret nobles can't figure it out, this is the real mastery of the subordinates, the real majesty of the upper position. As everyone knows, at this moment, the two sugar men in the ice city are looking at each other, Su Jing asked: "The prince is majestic?" Xiang Liu replied: "Pretend, two big ears shave, he will learn to speak well." ”

The first impression left by Wangjing Shizi on the two sugar men is not good.

There is a sound ban in White Crow City, and no matter how loud Su Jing's laughter is, Yi Yingchun can't hear it.

The prince laughed, from Huo Shanxiu to the entourage, and then to many small nobles on both sides of the road, all echoed and laughed, and even Yan Yanbo also stiffened and laughed together. After Yan Yanbo stood up again, Shizi asked again: "I also heard that you brought back a strange person from the snow field this time, wrapped in a long coat in the scorching heat, and will shiver from time to time?"

Yan Yanbo replied respectfully: "Returning to the world, there is indeed a person, who is the descendant of the Xia clan of the sugar man in the White Crow City, named Xia Lishan, and the corpse soldier selected by the lower officials this time is the sacrifice of this person." ”

"If you have a corpse refining trick, you can be regarded as a strange person, and if you are wrapped in a fur in midsummer, you can be regarded as a strange person. Strange people can't be seen. Six-Eared Shizi's tone was interested.

The Emperor of the People, the nephew of the Son of Heaven, the miscellaneous Moji, the lowly sugar man in the Bei tribe. The difference between cloud and mud, the difference in status is too great, so Xiao Shizi's idea of seeing Xia Lishan is unwarranted and even a little weird. Yan Yanbo hesitated and said: "Miscellaneous sugar man, the ignorant and uncultivated barbarian, who doesn't even move the number of courtesies, if he collides with the nobles, the lower officials really can't afford it" At the same time as he spoke, the secret words of King Huoshan on the side came into his ears: "Nephew, there are other reasons for this matter, you can't be stopped, if the little prince wants to see someone, you let him see it, and if the little prince wants to kill someone, you ask him to kill, no matter what it has to do with you." ”

Listening to the meaning of King Huoshan's words, Wangjing Shizi actually has the intention of killing? How does this start, I am afraid that the prince of the world didn't even know the name of the sugar man before, how could he have a murderous intention? Yan Yanbo was shocked and bitter in his heart, and regardless of the hope that he still tied a meritorious service to Xia Lishan, just based on Huo Shanxiu's words: No matter what happens, it has nothing to do with me?

How can it be irrelevant! What he bears is the emperor's order. Now that the noble man said it nicely, if he really wants to cause trouble because of this, long live the blame, what kind of prince and prince, who will really say a word for the withered ancients in the hall?

The heart is in turmoil, and the brain is also in turmoil, Fang Huahu has no talent for adaptation, and he stayed in place for a while, his face was hasty, and he didn't know what to do, and suddenly there was a gentle cough behind him, and a familiar voice entered his ears: "It is an honor for the nobleman to be named, the villain is very honored, Xia Lishan meets the nobleman." ”

The sugar man who didn't greet Uncle Yan Yan when he returned to Ice City, this time he didn't wait for the Earl's call, and went out of the city on his own initiative, and came directly behind the Earl and in front of the prince's sedan chair to salute. The mouth said that it was 'to meet', but the person sat in the sedan car, and even the sedan curtain had not been completely rolled up.

Seeing that the prince still dared to sit in the sedan chair, he looked at how many people could be in this shijie, and now there is another white crow candy and Xia Lishan.

The two sedan chairs are seven zhang apart, opposite each other-

On the third day of the Lunar New Year, I asked for a monthly pass! I haven't asked for a ticket for a long time, and I've been thinking about it for a long time, but I just don't remember when the last time I asked for a monthly pass at the end of the chapter (to be continued......