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Master Fang Zheng was silent, not impatient, glanced at Commander Li, and shook his head: "Lao Wei can only try his best. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Song Xianfeng hurriedly said: "Okay, the master will try it, even if it can't be saved, it's the prince's bad luck." ”

Commander Li nodded silently, his eyes flickering, and his face gloomy.

So he tried his best. Master Fang Zheng nodded slowly, his face was solemn, and he raised his voice: "Jueyue, Juekong, you come in." ”

"Yes, Abbot!" two voices rang out outside the door, and two yellow-clothed monks pushed the door in.

Commander Li saw that these two people were both young monks, with tall figures, bright heads, one handsome, one simple, each with their own style, one calm and one elegant, standing in front of him, like an abyss stopping Yuezhi, with a calm bearing.

Song Fengfeng and Li Commander secretly sighed, it is indeed worthy of the Shaolin Treasure Temple, full of talents, although these two monks are young, but they are already first-class masters, if the time comes, they will definitely be among the top masters.

"Jueyue Juekong, you will protect the Dharma for this seat. Master Fang Zheng said.

"Obey the abbot's decree!" "Jueyue Juekong monk clasped his hands together and answered in a positive voice.

"Two donors, I will do the work later, I need to concentrate on it, and there can be no disturbance, please forgive me. Master Fang Zheng titheed and said alight.

"Don't worry, master, let's treat ourselves as dumb and deaf!" Song Xianfeng said with a smile, and Commander Li also nodded heavily.

I wanted to invite them out, but seeing that the two of them were like this, Master Fang Zheng understood that there was no such possibility, and they were still not at ease.

Thinking of this, he smiled slightly, nodded, no longer reluctantly, turned around and got on the couch, lifted the robe with one hand, helped up King Ruiyang with the other, and sat cross-legged behind him.

With his palms on the vest of King Ruiyang, Master Fang Zheng sank his face, solemn, and slowly closed his eyes.

Monk Jueyue and Monk Juekong stepped forward and stood in front of the bed, blocking Song Fengfeng and Commander Li, with solemn expressions, no sorrow or joy, as if there was no human feeling.

Song Fengfeng and Commander Li frowned, and they didn't like it in their hearts, they had always looked down on the Shaolin monks, thinking that they were not producing, they were flattered, and they had no benefit to the country and the society, and they caused trouble in vain.

This time, I had no choice but to invite the abbot of Shaolin to come, but in my bones, I still didn't have a good impression of the monk.

Seeing that these two little monks actually stopped in front of him, so rude, he was naturally very angry.

Song Xianfeng stretched out his hand and pulled Commander Li's envoy and gave him a look, as if to say, "Don't be impatient!"

Commander Li took a heavy breath, glared at the two monks fiercely, took a step back, sat down at the table, and looked through the gap between the two monks.

Master Fang Zheng was motionless, like a Buddha seat, revealing the majesty of the Buddha's family, which made people awe-inspiring and awe-inspiring, and evil thoughts were not born.

Even if Song Fengfeng and Commander Li did not believe in Buddhism and looked down on monks, when they saw this scene, they couldn't help but admire, correct their mentality, and watch patiently.

Master Fang Zheng's expression became more and more solemn, and a trace of white qi came out, without the hindrance of hair, curling up and disappearing into the air.

Song Fengfeng and Commander Li clenched their hands into fists, their whole bodies tense, and Master Fang Zheng was nervous, knowing that he was extremely struggling.

Suddenly, King Ruiyang's body trembled, and after a while, he trembled again, as if he had been struck by lightning, Song Fengfeng and Li Commander Teng stood up, stepped forward, and were about to look.

Two hands stopped in front of the two of them, blocking them.

The two looked up and saw that it was two young monks.

Monk Jueyue Juekong stretched out his arms to stop him, his eyes were clear, there was no sadness or joy, calm like a pool in the deep mountains, looking at the two quietly.

The two of them were furious, Commander Li couldn't hold back any longer, and was about to shout angrily at first, but suddenly saved, he couldn't be disturbed, and it was a small matter to hurt Master Fang Zheng, if he hurt the prince, it was an unforgivable crime.

He swallowed the words into his stomach, his eyes flashed, he reached out to probe his palm, his five fingers opened, and grabbed the wrist of Monk Juekong.

Soon after the monk Juekong worshiped in Shaolin, he passed on a set of heart tricks at the beginning, before each practice, run it again, or when chanting the scriptures, let it run, its effect is like a god, his martial arts enter the realm for a thousand miles, the mind is clear, more and more intelligent, all kinds of moves, you can remember seven seven eight eight when you see it, almost unforgettable.

Now, his status is directly catching up with Jueyue, the first young person in Shaolin, and he has the hope of becoming one of the eighteen Arhats of Shaolin, which can be described as a step to the sky.

His current martial arts, thanks to Xiao Yuesheng's original guidance, are not inferior to Jueyue.

Jueyue is good at several sets of martial arts, but he is only good at one, which is the Shaolin Temple's introductory boxing method - Shaolin Luohan Boxing.

This set of Arhat boxing, simple and easy, is the Shaolin monks to get started to build a foundation, strengthening the body has a miraculous effect, it is rumored to come from the Shaolin Yijin Sutra.

Because of the simplicity of this boxing method, most of the Shaolin monks gave up after learning, delved into more subtle martial arts, and ignored this skill.

Only Juekong, because the master passed down this set of martial arts, he died, and he usually practiced this set of martial arts, and he already had a lot of experience.

Later, after Xiao Yuesheng's order, the subtlety and know-how are clear, and his Shaolin Luohan Boxing has been reborn and has infinite power.

Seeing that Commander Li's expression was not good, his mind was sharp, he already felt it, and when he saw his move, he was not surprised, he flipped his wrist, turned his palm into a fist, and punched out.

Commander Li turned his claws into palms and wrapped his fists in order to win with internal force.

Commander Li was originally a master of the Great Interior, because of his outstanding performance, far beyond his peers, he became the head of the palace guards, and served as the commander.

He thinks that he is old and has a wonderful heart, so he feels that his internal strength must be far better than that of this little monk.

The monk Juekong knew his thoughts, his arms twisted, his fist revealed the word "drill", his wrist flipped lightly, and he accelerated violently, similar to the strength of later generations.

This "drill" trick comes from Xiao Yuesheng's biography, which is that after the whole body relaxes, he suddenly blows and turns the internal strength into a click, which is enough to kill people at close range.

His current strength, his fist is close to the green brick, and he suddenly exerts force, which can shatter the green brick, and there is no force distance, and it can still be like this.

A fist and a palm collided, and with a "bang", Monk Juekong's face was as usual, and Commander Li took a step back, shook his arm, looked down, and his face changed slightly.

His face was gloomy, and he looked at his palm, and in the center of his palm, there was a red spot the size of a wine cup, bright red as blood.

Bursts of pain reached my heart, as if I had been burned, and I couldn't bear it.

His left hand was sick, and he focused heavily on the inner pass and shoulder, trying to calm the pain, but the drill strength could not be so easy to dissolve.

A ray of true qi drilled into his body, along the meridians, straight into his heart.

His internal strength is profound, his heart is unique, and his dantian is constantly outputting internal force, constantly dissolving this internal interest.

When the internal force came to the position of his shoulder well, he stagnated for a while, and was blocked by his acupoints, and then the internal force of the dantian poured in, as if using the tactics of the sea of people, completely blocking the meridians, not allowing it to pass, and gradually assimilating it.

Commander Li took a long breath and raised his head to stare fiercely at Monk Juekong.

Monk Juekong titheed and was silent, his eyes were peaceful, without sorrow or joy, as if nothing had happened.

Commander Li looked at each other angrily, gasped for breath, his body tensed, extremely unconvinced, and wanted to fight again.

But a palm fell on his shoulder, and Song Feng put his shoulder on his shoulder and shook his head at him.

For Song Offering, he was jealous in his heart, and he didn't dare to be presumptuous, although he was unwilling, he had to endure this breath, and glared at the monk Juekong with hatred.

Monk Juekong glanced faintly, titheed, closed his eyes slightly, his treasure was solemn, his lips moved, as if he was muttering to himself, but did not make a sound.

Monk Jueyue glanced at Juekong, and then glanced at Commander Li, and smiled secretly in his heart, he knew that the internal strength of Juekong's junior brother was strange, and his strength was subtle, which was unguardable.

Song Fengfeng's eyes swept away the emptiness, seeing that he was not arrogant or impatient, calm and comfortable, he couldn't help but admire in his heart, he was indeed a monk of Shaolin, and his surname was good.

When the four of them were silently confronting, the white gas on Master Fang Zheng's head was steaming, becoming more and more powerful, like a steamer.

After a while, King Ruiyang's face was pale, no longer as ruddy as he had been at the beginning, and his brows were furrowed, as if he was in pain.

Commander Li hurriedly said in a low voice: "Old Song, can it be successful?!

Song Xianfeng's eyes were staring at each other and he shook his head: "So far, I can only be a dead horse as a live horse doctor,...... In case the master of the certificate fails, let's go with the prince!"

Commander Li's face changed, he was in the prime of life, he was in a high position, he was busy all day long, and he couldn't enjoy a day, so he had to go down to accompany the prince, he was really unwilling.

His eyes rolled, and he was anxious to think of a solution, but he was at a loss, if it really didn't work, he could only send someone to Ouchi and invite the master of the Forbidden Palace.

"Hmph!" A muffled snort sounded, and King Ruiyang's body shook.

Everyone hurriedly turned their heads to look, and he returned to normal, his face was pale, and there was a painful look between his eyebrows, as if he was having a nightmare.

Master Fang Zheng slowly withdrew his right palm, exhaled lightly, the white qi on his head was thinner, and he slowly opened his eyes.

"Master, how?!" Commander Li asked eagerly.

Master Fang Zheng shook his head and sighed, his expression solemn.

"Master, what is the situation of the prince?" Song Xian bowed with his fists and asked gently, calmly.

He let go of life and death, but looked away, his mind calmed down, and his tone was calm.

Master Fang Zheng slowly put down King Ruiyang, sat down, shook his head and sighed: "There is a light and thin true qi entrenched on the head of the prince, condensed but not dispersed, the old man wanted to dispel it, but he didn't expect this inner breath to be so pure and tenacious, alas-...... The old man is ashamed that his skills are not up to the task. ”

"The master cultivates the Yijin Sutra, the skill is pure, rare in the world, if the master does not succeed, then the prince ......" Song Feng sighed.

Master Fang Zheng smiled bitterly, thought for a while, and said: "The world is so big, there are countless strange people, especially in the imperial court, it is the Crouching Tiger Hidden Scripture, and Lao Gu's slight wiping skill is nothing." ”

Song Fengfeng shook his head: "The master is too humble, although there are masters in the interior, but compared to the masters, they are still much inferior, the masters have no way, and they can't do it!"

"Alas...... , poor prince, wise and martial, but in the end he ended up like this!" Commander Li sighed heavily, his face full of sorrow.

Half of him is sighing for the king of Ruiyang, half is sad for himself, a strong man like a bear, so sad, it is extraordinarily moving.

Master Fang Zheng glanced at him and was silent.

Looking at his appearance, Song Fengfeng and Commander Li hurriedly looked over.

Song Fengfeng hurriedly clenched his fists, bowed deeply, and bowed heavily: "Master, do you still have a way to save you?"

Master Fang Zheng hurriedly stretched out his hand, helped him up, and looked at him with a hesitant expression.

"Is there anything unspeakable about the master?" Commander Li hurriedly asked.

Master Fang Zheng nodded: "Lao Wei thinks of a person, this person's martial arts are superb, extremely profound, if he makes a move, he is much stronger than Lao Gao!"

"Who is it?!" Commander Li asked hurriedly, his body tensed, his eyes staring straight at Master Fang Zheng.

Master Fang Zheng hesitated: "It's just that this person has already returned to the martial arts, and he doesn't ask about the world, I'm afraid it will be difficult to get it." ”

"What is the sacredness that the master is talking about?!" Song Xian muttered.

"Shocking a sword, Xiao and Han, have the two benefactors ever heard of it?" asked Master Fang Zheng.

"Is it him?!" Commander Li changed color slightly, and glanced at Song Xian with a strange expression.

Song Feng stroked ......his palms and nodded heavily: "Yes! Shocking a sword Xiao and a cold, his name, I am like thunder!"

"Master, his martial arts are as people say, so brilliant?" Song Feng asked with a curious look.

Master Fang Zheng nodded and said solemnly: "Mr. Xiao's martial arts are as deep as the abyssal sea, unfathomable, and the old man is ashamed of himself!"

"Oh-?!...... So where is he now?...... I'll go and invite it myself!" Song said busily, his spirits lifted.

The monks don't speak, they are as eminent monks as Master Fang Zheng, and they can't lie, since they are so clever, the prince will be saved!

"Alas...... It's a pity that Mr. Xiao is now hidden overseas, I'm afraid he can't find it!" Master Fang Zheng shook his head and sighed.

"Retreated?!" Song Xianfeng frowned.

Master Fang Zheng nodded, shook his head and smiled.

Song Fengfeng thought about it, recalled Xiao Yihan's information in his mind, suddenly shook up, raised his head and asked: "Does Xiao Yihan have another disciple, named Jiang Nanyun, who is also a master?...... She's gone?"

"Master Jiang didn't leave. Master Fang Zheng said, shaking his head: "Master Jiang will never let anyone disturb Master Xiao!"

"This is a matter of human life!" Song Xianfeng glared, then thought about it, laughed, and said, "There is!"

"Lord Song, please speak. Master Fang Zheng said.

Song Xianfeng's eyes were blazing, and he smiled slightly: "I'll go and ask Jiang Nanyun first and ask her to help treat the prince's illness,...... Hehe, if she can't be cured, she will naturally ask her master to come out of the mountain!"

Master Fang Zheng thought about it for a moment and nodded: "This is a method, saving people's lives, winning the seventh-level floating slaughter, Amitabha Buddha ......"

He felt a little guilty in his heart, and stirred Jiang Nanyun in, but then he thought that in order to save people, he couldn't take care of it.

Song Feng's eyebrows danced, and it seemed that King Ruiyang had woken up.

"Song ...... Old Song ......" Commander Li said in a low voice, pulling the corners of his sleeves.

Song Xianfeng turned his head to look at him, his eyes puzzled.

"Let's go out and talk. Commander Li said softly.

Song Xianfeng glanced at Master Fang Zheng and the three of them, then looked at Commander Li, nodded, hugged his fists and smiled at the three monks: "Master, let me be absent for a while, and come when I go!"

"The two donors are at their own convenience. Master Fang Zheng smiled.

"What's wrong?" asked as soon as Song Xianfeng came out and stood in the courtyard as soon as he stood in the courtyard.

Commander Li sighed, shook his head, and said, "Old Song, alas...... , Xiao Yihan, I'm afraid I won't be able to invite you. ”

"Please don't come?!" Song Feng's voice was mentioned, and then he came down, and said disapprerovingly: "I went to invite in person and made a promise, how could I not invite me?!"

Although the people in the martial arts are quite unkind to the court, the chivalry is forbidden by martial arts, and the court is already restrained, although they are not afraid, but they also stay away, after all, if they offend the court, there is no place to stay, even if they are okay, they will always affect their families.

If it is not a great event, the important officials of the court will not refuse too much when they ask them to do things, and the martial arts masters also have to eat, drink and Lazar, among those official guards, there is no shortage of masters, and it is better not to provoke.

Commander Li smiled bitterly, thought about it, glanced inside, pulled Song Xian, walked out of the courtyard, and came to a room.

This room was located in another courtyard, far away from the prince's study.

Entering the house, Song Fengfeng sat down at the table, with a big golden knife, his face was unhappy, he glanced at him, and snorted in a deep voice: "What the hell is going on, let's talk about it, don't be sneaky!"

Li commanded the probe, glanced left and right, quickly retracted his body, carefully closed the door, and sat opposite Song Feng.

He sighed and said, "Old Song, this matter is extremely confidential, you need to be careful!"

"Anyway, what's the matter, and so careful!" Song Xian waved his hand impatiently.

"Jiang Nanyun, I'm afraid it's hard to invite you back!" Commander Li sighed and said.

Although Song Xianfeng was impatient, he must have sufficient reasons to listen to him say this repeatedly, so he pressed his anxiety in his heart and said, "Tell me, why?!"

Commander Li bluntly said: "It's not a secret, this Xiao Yihan has a righteous brother, named Pan Roar, who is the leader of a small gang in Lin'an City, and he has been killed by the order of the prince!"

"Pan roared, Xiao Yihan's sworn brother, killed?" Song Xianfeng frowned, muttered twice, and suddenly raised his head: "Little Lizi, you mean that the prince sent someone to kill Xiao Yihan's sworn brother?!"

"Exactly!" Commander Li nodded with a wry smile.

"How can this be?!" Song Xianfeng asked suspiciously.

"Alas!" Commander Li sighed and said, "That Pan Roar is so bold that he came to the palace to steal the prince's jade and kill himself!"

"Hmm, is there such a thing?" Song Xianfeng shook his head as if he didn't believe it.

Commander Li sighed: "At the beginning, I didn't know that he was Xiao Yihan's sworn brother, and the prince was furious, and directly sent ten personal servants to fetch Pan Hao's head. ”

"Have you ever killed someone?" Song Xianfeng asked with a frown.

Commander Li nodded: "Kill!"

Song Xianfeng shook his head, smiled bitterly, stood up, paced left and right, rubbing his brows with his fingers, back and forth.

Commander Li looked at him, hoping that he would have something good to do.

Song Xianfeng suddenly stopped, turned his head and said, "By the way, does anyone know that the person who killed Pan Yao is our palace?"

Commander Li smiled bitterly: "The ten guards have not returned so far, and there are many auspicious ones, maybe they can be guessed." ”

"No, no. Song Fengfeng waved his hand and said in a deep voice: "Even if the ten guards are captured, they will not be asked, at most, they will think that which prince made the move, as for which prince it is, they can't guess for sure." ”

"Well, that's right. Commander Li nodded, and said, "However, if you really force a confession, if you come to the door in person, I am afraid that it will be dangerous." ”

Song Xianfeng shook his head: "The ten guards have poison in their mouths, and they won't speak." ”

Commander Li said: "Just in case, Elder Song, it is more appropriate to let Master Fang Zheng come forward and invite him on his behalf." ”

"That's a good idea!" Song Xianfeng said with a smile.

The hall is brightly lit, like daylight, this is the courtyard of the Song Dynasty, a large mansion not far from the palace.

On the dinner, there are two tables, one table is for three people, and the other table is the yellow-clothed monk who came with Master Fang Zheng, and the food on the table is vegetarian.

Song Fengfeng and Commander Li were not interested in drinking, they just ate vegetables and said some martial arts stories, and the atmosphere was relaxed and harmonious, like a spring breeze.

After eating enough, the three of them came to the courtyard, braved the cold, and sat down in the small pavilion in the courtyard.

"Master, I have something to ask for. Song Fengfeng hugged his fists, with a smile on his face, elegant and elegant, like a scholar.

"Lord Song, please speak. Master Fang Zheng plucked the Buddha beads with his left hand, raised his palm with his right hand, and said kindly.

Song Fengfeng stroked his beard with his hand, and said with a smile: "We are people in the imperial court, and we have little contact with martial arts,...... How about bothering Master Lao Fangzheng to come out and invite her over on his behalf?"

Master Fang Zheng was stunned for a moment, then shook his head, and sighed: "Two donors, ashamed, the old man went in person, I'm afraid it won't work." ”

"Why, the master refuses to help with this?" Commander Li frowned, his face turned cold, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

Master Fang Zheng remained silent, his face was calm, and he sighed kindly: "Speaking of which, there are still some disagreements between Lao Qu and this Jiang Gang Master. ”

"Oh-?!" Commander Li squinted at him, his face full of disbelief.

"Amitabha-!" Master Fang Zheng Heshi pronounced a Buddha name and said, "Monks don't speak...... Previously, Master Jiang had forced his way into my Shaolin, although the old man didn't care, he had no resentment, but the disciples of Shaolin felt that she was too frivolous and didn't like it very much. ”

"And such a thing?!" Commander Li laughed.

Master Fang Zheng smiled bitterly and shook his head: "This Jiang gang leader is from a famous teacher, his martial arts are wonderful, his surname is also a little proud, and he is a master of art,...... Alas, I almost lost face in Shaolin. ”

Song Xianfeng stroked his hair and laughed: "Hehe, it seems that this Jiang Nanyun, known as the Spicy Hand Fairy, really has some ability, and it is not a reputation that people tout because of their beauty." ”

Master Fang Zheng shook his head: "Alas...... , the old man really can't help, I'm ashamed!"

"That being the case, then we don't have to be strong, I'll invite it personally!" Song Fengfeng smiled and said: "No matter what, I am grateful to the master of labor!"

"Where, where, Lord Song Shi is polite. Master Fang Zheng waved his hand and smiled.

At dusk, Lin'an City is shrouded in red glow, as if it has been painted with the color of roses, and it shows a bit of warmth outside the prosperity.

The south gate of Lin'an City, the avenue is spacious, at this time, the crowd is surging, tired for a day, most of them go out of the city to go home, or the people in the city play for a day, and return to the city.

The people who came and went blocked the wide avenue and walked along one side of it, but it was also orderly and did not delay.

Suddenly, a hurried sound of horses' hooves sounded, like a raging storm, from far and near, and in a blink of an eye.

People who came and went hurried to make way so as not to be trampled by horses.

At this time, people who can ride horses will be like those who can buy brand-name cars in later generations, either rich or expensive, and they cannot be provoked.

In the blink of an eye, ten horses, escorting a carriage, came to the south gate and stopped in front of the gate.

At this time, people saw their true faces.

Five horses in front, five horses behind, and the pitch-black carriage stopped in the middle, the horses remained motionless, as if rooted in the ground.

The skeleton of these ten horses was tall and stunningly majestic, with a yard of pitch-black hair, and their bodies seemed to be draped in black satin, shining in the setting sun.

They were all drenched in sweat and steaming, but their spirits were still high, and their eyes were bright and untired.

The knight, half young man in his twenties, half middle-aged man in his thirties and forties, his eyes were full of essence and his temples were bulging.

"Is it from the Qingping Gang?" someone in the crowd whispered.

"Looking at the eyes, it doesn't seem to be. "Someone answered.

"There are so many masters, apart from the Qingping Gang, which sect is there?!" someone snorted unconvinced.

"The Qingping Gang is not so domineering!" someone snorted disdainfully.

"Shhh

"Hmph, in the territory of the Qingping Gang, I'm not afraid, forgive them for not daring to kill me!" The man broke away from the other party, fearless.

This person is about 20 years old, his face is still childish, his body is thin, and his big eyes are dripping and full of aura.

He was struggling, and suddenly, he noticed a gaze sweeping over, and his body was cold, as if two swords had pierced his body, and he couldn't help but feel afraid, and he didn't dare to move again.

Immediately a knight turned his head and glanced at him, full of spirit, like substance, and when he saw that he did not dare to move again, the young knight smiled disdainfully, turned his head away, and did not bother to pay any more attention.

Although the young man was not convinced, he still understood the truth that a good man does not suffer the loss in front of him, and he smacked in his heart and stopped talking.

A middle-aged knight at the front pulled the reins of the horse, turned the horse, came to the carriage, and said in a low voice: "Old Song, Lin'an City has arrived!"

"Let's go into the city!" a hoarse voice sounded, flat and emotionless.

"Yes, into the city!" the middle-aged knight replied in a deep voice, pulling the reins, turning his horse forward, and waving his hand.

His face is thin, his mustache is black and shiny, his bearing is elegant and chic, but his eyes are cold and shining, which makes people dare not look directly.

Ten horses set off at the same time, slowly moving forward, as if ten people were walking in unison, the steps of the horses were the same size, and the five horses were in a row, neatly aligned.

Although there were only ten horses, the onlookers felt as if there were dozens, hundreds of horses in front of them, and the solemn momentum made people breathless.

People consciously moved out of the way, and a young knight suddenly lifted the reins of his horse, rushed out of the queue, and rushed ahead of the guards.

There are a total of ten people guarding the door, who have already picked up swords and guns, and set up a formation, although it is peaceful today, but there are always thieves, and they cannot be guarded against.

A foot away, the black horse suddenly stopped, raised its front hooves, and "Xi Yuyu" let out a long neigh, and the voice was loud.

Immediately, the young knight had a cold face, took out a wooden card from his bosom, held it in the palm of his hand, and flashed it at the guards who were on guard with their guns.

When the guards saw this, they hurriedly lowered their guns and bowed.

The young knight waved his hand coldly, withdrew the wooden card, and said in a deep voice: "Don't be polite, get out of the way, don't talk nonsense!"

"Yes! Yes!" the guard nodded busily.

At this time, the other nine horses and carriages came slowly, the horses' hooves turned lightly, strolling leisurely, indescribably leisurely, revealing an elegant and noble atmosphere.

There was a lot of talk about it, and they didn't know where these people were sacred.

Someone stepped forward to ask the soldiers guarding the door, but they provoked a burst of reprimand, don't ask if you shouldn't ask, so as not to get into trouble.

People looked bored and walked away.

(To be continued)