Chapter 357

The city Lord waved to Yang Xuan. Yang Xuan immediately came over. The city Lord then whispered in Yang Xuan's ear.

After hearing what the city Lord said, Yang Xuan immediately set off a huge wave in his heart.

Sure enough, the city Lord didn't cheat himself at all. This method is to walk on the tip of the knife. The end of failure is to die!

After biting his teeth, Yang Xuan still arched his hand at the city Lord, thanked him, pushed open the door and walked out quickly.

He can't help it. Now let's treat the dead horse as a living horse doctor. At least he still has a chance.

Looking at Yang Xuan's suddenly changed face and rapidly leaving figure, Zhou Sheng on one side showed a trace of curiosity and said to the city Lord, "Lord, what did you tell him?"

The city Lord's face taboo Mo Shen, waved to Zhou Sheng and said mysteriously, "the secret of heaven must not be revealed."

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After leaving the teahouse, Yang Xuan rode on a white horse and ran directly to the capital.

However, he did not choose to follow the official path like the Yang family, but chose the path. After all, there is only one person and one horse. Even if something happens, it can be easily solved.

Sure enough, I met several waves of small thieves along the way, but they were all tied to a tree by Yang Xuan. The pedestrians coming from behind were stunned to see this scene.

At regular intervals, you can see a large number of mountain bandits blocking the road and robbing. They are stripped naked and tied to a tree. Such a scene is very spectacular and can't help but amaze people.

Things on the trail quickly spread out. At one time, in all the pubs and teahouses, the guests discussed a story about the great Xia of the Jianghu doing harm to the people.

On the way, except for this small matter, Yang Xuan didn't delay any time, and finally arrived in the capital two days later.

This speed can be said to be unusually fast. Now the Yang family may only catch up with one-third of the distance. Yang Xuan has stood outside the gate of the capital.

The towering city gate stands unchanged from ancient times. It is densely filled with energetic soldiers. Each one is well equipped and divided into teams. Each team is led by a monk with good skills.

Countless flags painted with the totem of the great Wei Dynasty are fixed on the city wall. As soon as the wind blows, there will be bursts of surging sound, like waves.

There are three gates ten feet high and eight feet wide below the city gate. Ordinary people go in from the left and out from the right. Several teams of soldiers check and confirm that there is no problem before they can enter the city.

Officials and friars, who have status, walk right in the middle, either riding a tall horse or carrying rare animals. What is responsible for checking is a luxurious mirror above, and an old man who can't see through his accomplishments sits quietly aside.

Pedestrians came and went in an endless stream, but the entrance and exit in the city cave were orderly, without any panic.

Occasionally, the mirror in the middle glowed and responded. The old man just glanced at the person who caused the accident and waved his hand.

Just standing outside the city gate, Yang Xuan could imagine how prosperous the capital was. He couldn't help but stop and stood quietly outside the city gate.

"It's so spectacular. This is the capital of Da Wei..."

Reading thousands of books and traveling thousands of miles has always been a beautiful vision in Yang Xuan's heart. Now it is being realized one by one, which broadens his horizons and makes the change of his temperament more obvious.

After watching it for a long time, Yang Xuan finally remembered that he had something to do. He reluctantly took it back and rode slowly to the middle of the city gate.

As soon as he got close to the gate, the mirror on his head immediately emitted light and locked Yang Xuan.

No, it's not that the little panther in her body was found!

Yang Xuan was thinking like this. At the next moment, a burst of spiritual consciousness like the vast sea of stars swept over him. For a moment, it seemed to see through his heart.

Yang Xuan was stunned for a moment and turned to look. It was the old man who released his spiritual knowledge.

Once in a while, those who were locked were basically misjudged. The old man let them go directly after scanning, but this time is different.

After staring at Yang Xuan for a long time, Yang Xuan's heart even began to retreat. The old man finally spoke faintly.

"Boy, which family are you from? I've never heard of such accomplishments since I was young."

Yang Xuan quickly turned over and dismounted. He arched his hand and said, "I'm going to Yang Xuan, Qing..."

Before he spoke, the old man immediately nodded and showed a clear look.

"Oh, it's the young man of the Yang family. No wonder he's so excellent. Your Yang family has been crouching tiger, Hidden Dragon over the years. First, there was a Yang Xinyi, and now there is another you. It seems that your Yang family is promising."

When the old man said this, he seemed to have a general feeling, with a complex light flashing in his eyes.

Not knowing how to answer the old man, Yang Xuan could only hold hands and smile.

Then the old man waved to Yang Xuan, closed his eyes and said, "since it's the Yang family, go in!"

Yang Xuan quickly arched his hand and hurried into the city with his white horse. He was afraid that the old man would suddenly repent and stay.

When Yang Xuan went away, the old man opened his eyes, looked into the distance through the crowd, and murmured in his mouth.

"The Yang family's good fortune has been achieved. It seems that it is another storm!"

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Entering the city, Yang Xuan's eyes were immediately attracted by the wide streets and a wide range of shops.

Among them, the most striking is undoubtedly an independent small building. On the plaque, there are three big characters "wanbaoge", with only one big seal of Xu.

In the whole Wei Dynasty, only one person dared to use such a seal, that is Prime Minister Xu Ruxian.

Looking at several monks standing in front of the door in groups, Yang Xuan felt a little excited for a moment and couldn't help but want to go in and have a look.

But then those friars took out pieces of jade cards with the same system and were put in by the boy at the door, which made Yang Xuan die again.

"Sure enough, it's the capital. I can't go anywhere."

Yang Xuan laughed at himself, and the little Panther's voice suddenly appeared again.

"It's just a garbage collection place. I dare to say it's Wanbao. I'm really laughing to death."

The nature he belittles is the wanbaoge in front of him, but Yang Xuan feels that this guy is talking about himself openly and secretly.

After all, I can't even get into this "garbage recycling place".

With a bitter smile, Yang Xuan led his horse to the city and was ready to find a place to have a rest.

Just after passing by the small building of Wanbao Pavilion, Yang Xuan looked longingly. When he was turning to continue walking, there was a rapid sound of horses' hoofs in front, and a white horse rushed over.