Yanyun eighteen rides.

The Yan family's most brilliant combat effectiveness team, these eighteen people are the sworn brothers of the Yan family's head Yan Xuanji, who was born and died, although they have basically entered the age of forty or fifty.

However, the majesty is still the same as it was back then.

Ning Chen had heard Ning Jian mention this team at the beginning, and they were the best at running on the road, equipped with elite scimitars, carrying longbows and crossbow arrows, and also had war spears to break the formation at any time.

In the most chaotic era, this team can be described as terrifying.

In the pinnacle battle, Yan Yun's eighteen horsemen could cut off the opponent with a single charge, and at least two hundred heads fell off the horse.

Later, with the gradual rise and erosion of the new civilization, Yanyun's eighteen horsemen gradually retreated into the background, rarely appeared in public, and basically spent their old age in the Yan family.

Now, Ning Chen's sudden visit made Yan Xuanji, who had been notified, attach great importance to it, and almost without hesitation, he immediately mobilized Yan Yun's eighteen horsemen to personally go out of the city to greet Ning Chen.

Although these eighteen people traveled lightly, how could they not see how much the Yan family attached importance to Ning Chen?

At this moment, outside Yanyun City, thousands of residents were stationed one after another, and after these people followed the route of Yanyun's eighteen horsemen and locked the vehicles that had been waiting outside the city for a long time, they basically concluded that there was indeed a big man visiting Yanyun City.

"Yanyun Eighteen Riders, Jing Ge, Greetings Young Marshal!"

The leader of this team is an orthodox-looking southerner, with a national face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and his name is Jing Ge.

Jing Ge clenched his fists with both hands and bowed to Ning Chen, who had just gotten out of the car.

"You're welcome." Ning Chen smiled and nodded, his expression was windless and waveless, and the clouds were light and breezy.

But for the thousands of ordinary residents around who joined in the excitement, the word "young marshal" was like a thunderbolt, exploding violently, so that countless people were dumbfounded and incredible.

"Oh my God, he's Ning Hetu!"

"The youngest son of the sky in the history of the north actually visited Yanyun City, no wonder the Yan family mobilized Yanyun Eighteen to go out to greet him."

Yanyun is different from other cities such as Fengtian, because Yan Xuanji had wandered in the north in the early years, so he was very concerned about the things over there, and a few years ago, the young marshal of the Ning family who came out of the north was simply familiar to the residents of Yanyun City.

However, I have always only heard of his name, but not his person.

Especially after that unexpected accident, the three words Ning Hetu have not appeared in Yanyun City for three years.

But now, this young tyrant who crisscrossed the north in the past has quietly visited Yanyun City, which is equivalent to the arrival of a big man for local residents, and he suddenly feels vigorous.

"Young marshal, let's go into the city." Jing Ge took the initiative to open the way.

Ning Chen and Song Que followed.

When Ning Chen passed through the main road, tens of thousands of residents on both sides of the street, almost everyone looked forward to watching, the purpose was very simple, they all wanted to see the peerless demeanor of this young marshal of the Ning family up close.

"Young marshal, wherever you go, you will become the focus of attention without exception, I wonder if Yan Yun has a beautiful little girl who fainted on the spot because she was too excited?" Song Que joked with a smile.

Ning Chen clenched his fist with one hand.

Touching his nose helplessly.

After listening to Song Que's joke, he lowered his head slightly and pursed his lips.

It's just that this light breeze and calm and relaxed action made countless Yanyun residents who saw it in their eyes have another taste in their hearts.

It's not that Yanyun City hasn't been to other big names, but every time he enters the city, he will be a little restrained, or a little nervous.

But this one, with his eyes focused and steady pace throughout the whole process, is like a leisurely walk, without panic.

Especially the last ...... The moment you hold your head high, you are simply swallowing mountains and rivers like a tiger!

"Sure enough, as the name suggests, this aura is too huge."

"I want to marry him, what should I do?"

"You're a man, what are you going to marry?"

“……”

The location of Yanjia is in the center of the city.

Because of Ning Chen's sudden visit, the Yan family was in an uproar and surprised, and then under Yan Xuanji's personal orders, many high-level family officials stood outside the door and appeared one by one to greet the young marshal of the Ning family.

In about a few minutes, eighteen war horses appeared in advance, and the horses' hooves were bursting, crisp and vivid.

In front of the Yan family, a sturdy old man with gray hair and full of energy raised his forehead, and his eyes then aimed in the direction where Yan Yun's eighteen horsemen appeared.

It is Yan Xuanji, the head of the Yan family.

At the same time, the other high-level officials also turned their heads.

"Sonorous."

The eighteen horsemen were divided into two teams, each of which was nine, with a road vacated in the middle.

Let Ning Chen walk by.

The first time Yan Xuanji saw Ning Chen, his eyes lit up, and his emotions became the most excited.

This stinky boy who seemed to have peed in his arms back then, has become so majestic, whether it is a character or not, as long as you look at it, you will know it in your heart.

In the upper echelons of the Yan family, there was actually a young woman who was equally emotional.

She wears a tight-fitting red dress, she is beautiful and has a slender figure, which can highlight her glamorous feeling even in the crowd.

It's just that when she took it seriously and carefully, and glanced at the young man who was slowly approaching, her mood suddenly became very lost, very lost.

He, with starry eyebrows and sword eyes, is clear and beautiful, can be called dignified, and is worthy of the jade tree in the wind.

Can......

"Ninghe Tu." The deity was Yan Qingxuan's woman in red, pursed her lips, and her expression was slightly pale.

Because of his own willfulness, the two families canceled their marriage.

She has nothing to do with Ning Hetu anymore.

originally thought that this was actually a blessing for me, at least in the future, I could rely on my own preferences and choices to find a young man who stood up to the sky as a husband.

Since ancient times, the face is matched with a hero.

Yan Qingxuan felt that the person she liked had to be like this.

And Ning Hetu at that time was obviously not worthy of herself, so she did not hesitate to oppose this marriage, and in the end, she got her wish.

But who would have thought ......

Two years after the elders of both sides canceled this family business, Ninghe Tu Buming has become a blockbuster, and on the bank of the Red River for 800 miles, he became famous in a battle.

In front of Ningjiatang, he ascended the throne as handsome.

Thousands of people worship.

The four strongest of the Eight Heavenly Kings were even more obedient to him and swore to follow him.

At the same time, he holds one hundred and eight single generals in white clothes, sitting on one side.

In just two years, the man she once looked down on has grown into a hero in the hearts of all cardamom girls.

And she, at an ignorant age, buried a golden and jade relationship that the two should have with her own hands.

Today, it's not that Ning Hetu is not worthy of her, but that she is not worthy of Ning Hetu, even if she is ten points better, she is not worthy.

"Do you regret it?"

Yan Qingxuan raised her head, glanced at the young man who was destined to shine now and in the future, and was unmatched, closed her slender eyelashes, and muttered to herself.

Yes, a little.

Maybe more.