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The 228th chapter double emperor Feng Chan world orthodox(1/2)

On the plains of the grassland, a majestic city suddenly rose from the ground.

The green ground and the blue-gray city walls collide with a strange magnificence in people's eyes.

Yunluo has never been to Tianjing City, but I think that's the case when I come to Tianjing City?

Being able to build such a majestic city on this grassland is worthy of being the Xue Family Dynasty that has been in charge of the grassland for hundreds of years.

He looked at his two partners beside him, "Let's go, let's go into the city!"

Jian Qi and Guan Youyou, who had already recovered, rode their horses to keep up.

Jian Qi admired Yun Luo very much now, and even pulled Yun Luo to ask about the deeds that had been widely circulated in certain channels and circles, such as the sword crown competition and the plum banquet, which made Yun Luo feel overwhelmed.

After that, he began to review the siege that day and found that every choice Yun Luo made was the best choice in the situation at that time, especially the last blow to save him, which was simply amazing!

Listening to the noisy flattery in your ears, Guan Youyou couldn't stand it anymore. She scraped her head and found the truth that grandpa had told him from her memory, "You are pushing the result from the process. We have won. Of course, everything is right if you push it back like this, because if we do something wrong, we will die!"

Jian Qi was stunned. Just as Guan Youyou thought that his words were like enlightenment, and when he woke up the idiot with a blow, Jian Qi suddenly nodded and said, "It's really nice for girls to say that the word "subunctuate" is really good!"

Guan Youyou was so angry that she instantly raised her weapons and was about to fight Jian Qi. Fortunately, Yun Luo held back her laughter and persuaded her.

Not to mention, with Jian Qi along the way, the journey became much more vivid.

Thinking of this, Yunluo suddenly remembered Pei Zhen and Sun Dayun, who were also two interesting people.

They should be fine.

At the city gate, the three of them were dismounted on horseback and walked into the city. Seeing that they had no packages, the guards checked them for a moment and then put them over.

In this world of practitioners, if there are ordinary evil people, the cultivators in the city can easily take it down. If they are practitioners, it is not something that they defend the city soldiers can solve.

In this way, these city guards seem to be useless, but in fact, how many practitioners can there be?

Otherwise, they would not have fallen to the point where their strength was reversed down the mountain. The real world is still the world of mortals.

Yun Luo looked at the bustling streets. If it weren't for the familiar spicy and fresh fragrance over the street market, the crowd was dressed differently, and he even thought he had returned to the prosperous Jincheng.

I found a shop, bought some snacks, and asked the vendor about the location of Prince Jing’s Mansion.

With the business of benevolence and righteousness, the vendors were not hesitant to talk and gave them a detailed guide to the location of Prince Jing's Mansion.

Now Yunluo's No. 1 flatterer kept nodding, muttering, "I learned it."

Guan Youyou looked shocked, "You don't even understand these things, what mountain are you going down?"

Jian Qihui looked confused, "It's enough to be a hero and righteous person, just have a sword!"

Guan Youyou stomped on his instep and followed Yun Luo.

Jian Qi grinned and shook his feet, leaving with a smile in the eyes that I knew about the vendor.

Nowadays, dozens of servants in Prince Jing’s mansion have their own duties and have kept the huge mansion clean and organized.

The Cui family's years of careful cultivation have not been in vain. Cui Zhi showed excellent means and abilities that were completely inconsistent with her age. How dozens of servants differentiated, checked and balanced, and centralized power made Yang Qing, who had experienced the development of the Ling family camp, nodded secretly.

In a pavilion in the royal palace, Suihe was lying on the table while eating fruits and vegetables. She had a lot of shares today and could enjoy it slowly.

Cui Zhi sat silently beside her practice, and Zou He gave some advice from time to time.

Cui Zhi benefited a lot from the careful guidance of the master of Wentian Realm.

As for Yang Qing, who was more suitable to guide a sword cultivator, he just stared at Zou He with a smile.

That gentle expression made Suihe lament in her heart while eating that the cold-faced and ice-clad sword immortal in white has been cut off from now on!

Idols are disillusioned, sinful.

Yang Qing suddenly shouted, "Suihe."

Sui He quickly turned around and lowered his head, "I'm wrong, uncle."

"What are you wrong?" Yang Qing was confused.

The clever little girl immediately guessed that something else was happening, she let out a long sigh and sat down slowly, "It's nothing. Just kidding."

"Your brother Luo has arrived." Yang Qing smiled.

As soon as he turned his head, the little girl rushed out of the gazebo with her two straight long legs.

Cui Zhi withdrew from the practice and looked at Yang Qing, "Is what senior said true?"

Yang Qing looked at Zou He, "I never lie in front of her."

Cui Zhi resisted the urge to roll her eyes, "Then I'll pick them up."

Zou He twisted Yang Qing's waist hard, "Is it sour or not!"

Looking at Yang Qing who was smirking, Zou He said sadly: "Hey, I still like the cold and arrogant you in the past."

Yang Qing immediately restrained his smile and returned to his cold expression. He shook Zou He's hand away from him, which was so angry that he also stomped his feet hard, "Stop being stupid!"

Yun Luo and the other two had just arrived at the door, and the gatekeeper was about to come forward to ask, when suddenly a blue wind blew out of the mansion and crashed into Yun Luo's arms.

Yun Luo smiled and rubbed her head, "Such a big girl, be more reserved."

Sui He held her tightly and refused to let go.

Seeing this, the concierge didn't ask much questions, and quickly brought people to lead a few guests.

Immediately after Cui Zhi walked out of the door, nodding at Yun Luo first, without saying much between the two.

Then she looked at Guan Youyou and smiled slightly, "Miss Guan, welcome."

Guan Youyou also honestly replied to the gift, Yun Luo introduced it just right: "This brother is called Jianqi."

Cui Zhi hesitated and said, "Sword...Brother? Welcome."

Looking at the awkward expression of the stunning beauty, Jian Qi felt that his name seemed to be a little problem for the first time.

"Okay, stop standing at the door and talk." Cui Zhi led everyone into the mansion.

Every time I see Zou He, Yunluo will think of the gentle and virtuous woman. Unfortunately, this person has passed away and only misses it.

Sui He raised his head, "Does Brother Luo miss my mother?"

Yun Luo smiled and rubbed Sui He's head, and saluted Zou He solemnly.

He pulled Jian Qi over and was about to introduce him to Zou He, suddenly Jian Qi's body trembled slightly, as if the sound of a sword sounded.

Jian Qi's expression changed drastically, and he looked at the figure in white who was walking from there.

Yang Qing got closer, and his sword became louder and louder.

Until Yang Qing reached out and slapped Jian Qi on the shoulder, "Divine Book Sword Furnace?"

Jian Qiru received a general amnesty and bowed: "The God Book of Sword Furnace and Sword Qi, I have seen the Sword Immortal Senior."

Immediately, he remembered a name that often appeared in Yunluo's story and quickly added: "I have seen the senior of the White-clothed Sword Immortal."

"Haha, you are smarter than your senior brother." Yang Qing smiled, "Is he okay?"

Jian Qi shook his head, looking gloomy, "I'm drunk all day long and don't hear about the world."

Yang Qing sighed, how many people and things have changed in time. The sword genius who once had a talent far surpassed his own was in such a state of decline.

"Okay, okay, what are you asking here? Let's go into the house and talk." Zou He came out to preside over the overall situation, took everyone to settle first, and then sat in the main hall to chat.

Yun Luo looked around and said, "This is the mansion of the town, it's really good."

Yang Qing and Zou He looked at each other and remained silent.

If there were no such changes, the world in the south should be yours.

Under Yunluo's inquiry, Cui Zhi smiled and explained in detail the situation after they arrived in Beiyuan with Yunluo and the others. It was almost no different from what the mysterious Shi Lao in Yinma City said, but the subsequent plot was missing.

Yun Luo smiled and said, "The two princes suffered their own faults. After such a big fall, they didn't bother with anything when they went back?"

"Because of the face of the senior Sword Immortal in White, the eldest prince was driven back to his fiefdom that day, and the second prince also left the city in shame the next day. It is said that the two imperial concubines in the palace were also punished by Emperor Yuan." Cui Zhi understood the reason for this result very well.

Yun Luo gave Yang Qing a thumbs up, and only he and Sui He dared to be so casual in front of Yang Qing.

Guan Youyou has always been silent in front of outsiders, and Jian Qi seems to be wandering outside the sky. All the heavy responsibility of chatting is on Yun Luo alone.

"This City of Changsheng is really prosperous, it's so lively as soon as you enter the city." Yun Luo sighed with a smile.

"No, it's not so lively on weekdays." Zou He said with a smile.

Yun Luo was about to ask, but Yu Guang saw Sui He's eager look, and asked with a smile: "Sui He, do you know what's going on?"

"Because today is the day when Emperor Yuan held the Fengshan ceremony!" Sui He spoke proudly, with an expression of praise for you.

What disappointed her was that Yun Luo nodded slowly and thoughtful.

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In the city of Changsheng, a huge square was cleared out, and in the middle of the square, two altars were built early.

Build a square altar to repay the emperor and the round altar to repay the land of the future.

Xue Lu, wearing a black imperial robe, embroidered with tiger, leopard, wolf, and bear, slowly climbed to the round altar. He performed a complex worship ceremony in the shouts of the Great Shaman Chile, and then climbed to the altar to perform another more complex worship ceremony.

On the flat ground below, all the concubines in the harem, royal family, grassland princes, and ministers in the court were kneeling down and did not dare to say anything.

The legend of the Heavenly Court, which had been passed down by word of mouth for hundreds of years, was finally confirmed five days ago. The dancing glows and auspiciousness in the sky, the Taoist priests riding a cow, and those words made everyone feel awe of the Heavenly Court.
To be continued...
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