Chapter 72

There are 16 top grade snow horses with no trace of motley white on the way. There are 16 big men with big body and strong breath sitting on them. They have no expression on their iron armor and are extremely proud.

Behind them, a big gold and white sedan chair carried by 16 people came slowly, and there was no unnecessary decoration on the sedan chair. Only the gold and white sedan body, the white bottom is made of silver, and the golden dragon is made of gold, and the two fabrics alone have already been luxurious.

Think of Ryukyu's silver gloves, which are invulnerable to weapons, is already the treasure of heaven and earth.

But this car is actually used as a car body, which shows its luxury and wealth.

After the sedan chair carried by the 16 people, there were only a hundred people, but they were all strong hands when they saw their movements.

The high voice of praise resounded in this side. The prince Xuanyuan Cheng and Zuo Xiang had already straightened themselves up at once. At this time, they slightly stepped forward to welcome them.

"My crown prince will welcome the crown prince of Aoyun state on behalf of my emperor. He is very happy that the crown prince has come all the way." Xuanyuan, wearing a yellow Python robe, stands in the middle of the road with a smile.

The tone is not arrogant or humble.

Sixteen riders stop, bow and stand separately, and then sixteen big sedans slowly come forward.

"Proud cloud, heaven, friendly country, you are welcome." Cold voice came, 16 lift car stop, a long white porcelain hand, slowly opened the car curtain, walk down.

Ryukyu suddenly looked away.

A long hair and waist into a bunch of random spread behind, eyebrows fly into the sideburns, the eyes under the sword eyebrows, oh my God, what kind of eyes, deep black with the blue of the sea, cold can freeze everything, but beautiful people can't open their eyes.

The bright red lips under the high bridge of the nose are faint and beautiful, which make the country beautiful.

A white robe, in the golden sun, gently blowing with the wind, he looks like a fairy in the middle of the moon, gorgeous and cool.

Eyebrows and eyes swept, not belong to the human cold, all frozen in place.

Cold, not like xuanyuanche cold, but a kind of cold, as if everything in the world is not in the eyes of indifference.

That kind of cold, let people praise its appearance, but dare not have the slightest idea of indecency.

If xuanyuanche is a mixture of Luocha and goblin, then Dugu ye in front of him is the ice lotus in the snow, one is the demon, the other is indifferent.