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It's hard to find him now, and he won't let go of anything.

Qiao Mu's heart moved slightly, but he still raised his head, looked at him with a serious face, and said, "Cultivation!"

Mo Lian nodded, "Okay, let's go back to cultivating." ”

After that, she was no longer given a chance to object.

Mo Lian swept towards the shore of the lake with her figure in her arms, but secretly thought to herself: His baby has become a cultivator!

What to do, I'm in a hurry!

Cultivating every day can make him so good!

On the day of the wedding, in the middle of the wedding ceremony, this baby suddenly said to him, "Cultivation, cultivation, cultivation", how can this make him embarrassed......

Mo Lian stepped onto the horse with his little girl in her arms with a melancholy expression, and after leaving the range of Zhuzi Lake, she headed in the direction of the Forbidden Palace.

Leaving Hon Hai Temple to the street, there were many pedestrians, and Mo Lian slowed down his horse's speed.

At this moment, a procession came at the corner of the street, and some people cheered.

Mo Lian grabbed the reins, frowned slightly, and hugged Qiao Mu and rode his horse to the side of the road.

I don't plan to face that team head-on, so I don't want to save trouble.

"Cultivate!" the little guy tore his hair dissatisfied, and muttered.

Wasting time, she's in a hurry to cultivate now!

"Okay, well, cultivate, and go home to practice right away. Mo Lian smiled on her lips, touched her head helplessly, and looked forward with her eyes along the crowd.

On the street, a group of well-groomed soldiers, armed with spears, drove the people along the street to both sides of the road, marking a large avenue in the center.

The soldiers' spears were lined horizontally, against the group of people watching the excitement, and the young faces were expressionless and cold.

Horses' hooves sounded.

The people looked over excitedly, and their eyes showed a little expectation.

I saw a horse with a black mane carrying a young man of about twenty-five years of age with a handsome face.

The man was unusually tall and mighty, with a spear attached to his back in his left hand and a horse's reins in his right hand.

Wearing a crown of gold-painted hair and black lacquer moire boots, on an angular face, a pair of strict eyes are blazing, and the corners of the lips are tightly pursed, without showing a smile.

Suddenly, there was a small commotion in the crowd.

"Oh my God, the prince of Annan, it is the prince of Annan who has returned to Beijing. ”

"It is our invincible and invincible prince of Annam!"

"I heard that this time the prince defeated the Northern Qi Kingdom, and captured a princess and two princes of the Northern Qi Dynasty hahaha, it is really a great prestige of my country. ”

"Look, the ones in the back must be the Northern Qi Dinu!"

The common people showed a smile on their faces, and they knelt down in an uproar, "Congratulations to the prince on his victory!"

The prince of Annam, Qiu Fu, came first, and several fierce generals followed, sitting proudly on a tall horse.

Behind him were bound by two or three ropes, hundreds of ragged, gray-faced Northern Qidinu.

The slaves, young and old, young and old, men and women, bound their right hands with ropes, one after the other to form a long dragon, and the whips of the soldiers chased after them, shouting at them to hurry up.

The little princess leaned on Mo Lian's arms, her eyes widened.

Seeing an old man staggering to the ground, the soldier's whip was drawn mercilessly, and in half an hour the old man was bloodied, and the cries and shouts filled the street.

The common people of the two provinces watched it with relish.