On the other side, somewhere in the Sky City.

The two big and the small stopped and looked forward, followed by a large number of hat-swordsmen.

Wu Chaoyun, Ma Qianjun and Ling were immediately teleported into the city when they entered the passage, different from the random teleportation of the bellflower, and before they had time to carefully and thoroughly investigate the surroundings, they confronted a group of people.

There are three people in Xiaoyaoguan, two women and one man's sister and brother.

"A song full of wine, where will life not meet." In an inexplicable exclamation tone, Wu Chaoyun took off the bronze beast head mask, and a malicious smile appeared on his pretty and beautiful face, and a pair of wonderful eyes looked at the other side.

"Nalan Qingsang, right..."

The surname Nalan is very interesting, the Jurchen Nalan clan in the Qing Dynasty is very famous, however, this will, although it is also a Jurchen, it is not called a Manchu or a Manchu, it is called a Jin person, and it was destroyed by the Southern Song Dynasty and Mongolia, and only the ancestors of the Nalan clan are actually Mongols.

Here, a simple alien can interpret a lot of things.

This is unthinkable, with the xenophobia of the Central Plains sect, it is hard to imagine that it will take in a foreign person as a disciple.

Look at what happened to Qiao Feng in Tianlong Babu, it is very clear.

Knowing this, Ma Qianjun raised his eyebrows in surprise, Jin Ren, it doesn't look like it, his words and deeds have been completely sinicized.

The group of three people on the opposite side looked at Qianjun and the others with solemn expressions and did not answer.

"Last time, I was taken care of, and the carefree view is getting more and more powerful, it's really impressive, but your old guy said that I bullied the juniors, and while the seat has not changed its attention, quickly disappear from the front of the seat!" Wu Chaoyun said arrogantly.

If she was alone, she wouldn't care if she was bullying the junior, and the junior of the Li family would not be bullied again.

However, she has a small burden here, and Ling's little one is really well-behaved, which makes her very satisfied, in contrast, Ma Qianjun, a junior who talks back, is much more annoying.

Hearing this, Ma Qianjun turned his head to look at Wu Chaoyun, and was very surprised, this is not like the style of this old witch.

The girl in Sichuan, the public impression is spicy, whether it is spicy or what is spicy, individuals treat it differently, but this old witch is not spicy This simple description can explain.

Based on Ma Qianjun's understanding and hearsay in the record, this guy is anxious and will scold his mother's master, touching his mouth up and down, squirting his head and covering his face, without a little goddess style at all, and it has nothing to do with the word gentleness.

Although you are not polite, this approach is indeed very gentle.

Ma Qianjun thought that this guy would go to war directly without making a sound, and he was already protecting Ling in his hand.

Is this the so-called knife-mouthed tofu heart?

"You!" The quirky and cute ancient girly girl had a small nose wrinkled, and looked at Wu Chaoyun angrily, and when she was about to theorize, she was stopped by the senior brother who was very discerning and had a small face.

"Senior Brother Mo!" The girl looked back and was angry.

At this time, the leading senior sister, Nalan Qingsang, said: "Senior Wu, I'll leave now." ”

I confessed it.

Ma Qianjun raised her eyebrows, she seemed to be very majestic before, after she left with Kikyo, did something happen.

I don't understand.

However, Ma Qianjun still recognized the strength of this girl, and it is estimated that the younger brothers and sisters are dragging their feet.

Seeing her senior sister speak, the girl pouted reluctantly.

After giving up, the two groups said goodbye, gave way to the group and left in a different direction.

"Now we have to find the head of the bellflower first." After seeing the group leave, Ma Qianjun suggested, deliberately aggravating the tone of the master.

Wu Chaoyun snorted and said, "Naturally! ”

With a wave of his hand, the swordsman team behind him spread out to inquire about the situation.

"But..."However, Wu Chaoyun's eyes flashed with cold light, and he said undoubtedly: "The people in the city, trespassing on my forbidden land, not a single one can be spared!" ”

You just let go of three.

Looking at Wu Chaoyun's face, Ma Qianjun wanted to whisper like this.

Turning his head to look at the cherry blossom street, Ma Qianjun was a little anxious, and he didn't know what the situation was on the bellflower's side.

In the family records, the ancestor was vague about the situation in the secret vault, according to his own understanding, it was not unclear, and it should have been deliberately concealed from the descendants, but he was repeatedly warned, which was very dangerous.

What is it and whether it can be dealt with, Ma Qianjun has no bottom in his heart.

"Let's go, go to the palace!"

Wu Chaoyun said a word and left first.

In desperation, Ma Qianjun followed.

Walking on the spacious bluestone square, the stone lanterns along the way have been extinguished, followed by aliens, bellflower strolls.

Along the way, I felt more and more weird.

So, what about people?

It stands to reason that the people from the Jinyi Guard Shenji Battalion should have been here before.

The most conspicuous building is the palace in the center of the city.

It doesn't make sense...

Frowning, Kikyo stopped.

"Miss Operator..."Behind him, seeing Kikyo stop and look at a stone statue on the straight path ahead, the Three-Eyed Clan's husband said tentatively, "I think it's not good here." ”

Kikyo tilted his head in agreement.

People say this because they see blood, fresh flowing in the square.

Naturally, Kikyo also saw it, scattered and scattered, but he just didn't see the corpse.

Obviously, there had been a fierce battle before, but now, it was as if the battlefield had been cleaned.

"Don't worry, I'll keep you safe." With a word of comfort, Kikyo turned his head to look at the stone statue.

On the avenue leading to the main hall, there is such a stone statue, nearly three meters high giant man shape, holding a war pestle, wearing armor all over the body, not wearing a helmet, the face is lifelike, looking like a vicious ghost, the copper bell is wide with big eyes, one hand is holding a rope, standing on the open two-wheeled chariot of the same stone, pulling the cart is four tall horses that seem to be galloping Yang hooves.

It is a typical image of the Qin army, the Qin army does not wear a battle helmet, it is a rare situation in the ancient battlefield, it is known for its bravery and fearlessness, and when it rises, it simply takes off its armor, shows its arms shirtless, chucks its head in one hand, and slashes with a sword in one hand, which is extremely fierce.

It's like a guard...

Kikyo frowned.

Jun (ju)...

In chess, the military is a very powerful unit, which can move like flying, can move on the chessboard to the end, span a large distance horizontally and vertically, has no limit on the number of squares, and is a powerful attack unit.

In ancient times, it specifically referred to chariots.

This square is really too spacious, and it is the most suitable for riding horses.

And there is only one army, that is, the performance of this thing is very good, perhaps a special product that is different from mass products.

"Is it forbidden to pass..."

Kikyo raised his hand, the pitch-black bow was formed in the palm of his hand, and he held the bow in one hand and walked forward slowly.

One step, two steps, three steps...

until you are within the activation distance of this thing.

It looks like a straight line of nearly 300 meters.

The next moment, the stone statue came to life.

The roar of the sky was repeated, and the arms fluttered and raised the sky.

"Gale! Gale! Gale! ”

Three sounds in a row, like a thunderbolt, pierced the sky, followed by the neighing of horses, the hooves of the horses, the wind rising...

Blowing up the bellflower's long hair like ink...

The wind was blowing and the clouds were flying.

Weijia Hai returned to his hometown.

Ande warriors guard all sides.

The rumbling sound in front of him continued, the chariot wheels turned, the lightning and flint, the horses stepped on the ground with four hooves, like the ground collapsed and landslided, and the giant man ripped off his armor and held up the battle high...

Without the slightest nonsense, the sudden battle was on the verge of breaking out.

Three hundred meters passed in a blink of an eye, the acceleration from start to acceleration was very short, and half of the distance was shortened in the blink of an eye, and the compelling momentum rushed towards him, as if facing thousands of troops.

Is it a hundred meters per second?

Ferrari!

The eyes are calm and calm, the bellflower raises the bow and draws the bow, all in one go, in the pleasant bowstring vibration, the arrow flies like a meteor!

Bang bang!