Chapter 15

From a distance, Wangcheng is like an unbreakable fortress, powerful and powerful.

The ancient city wall is at least a hundred meters high. On top of the high buildings, bright red flags are dancing in the wind.

It's very serious.

The guards downstairs are in good spirits. It seems that everyone is not ordinary people, but martial arts people with accomplishments. All around them, there were tramps sleeping on their beds, and people who had migrated from other countries. The gate did not open, they also quietly waiting, eating in the hands of dry food, a pair of outdoor appearance.

Qin Yiyi has never seen such a scene. She covers her mouth in surprise and says to Zhang Fan, "brother fan, it looks totally different from our village."

Zhang Fan gave a faint smile, revealing the expression of He Xi, "fool, this is a big border city. If it's the same as our village, how can we resist foreign enemies? What's more, the fierce beasts in this no man's land are definitely not so easy to provoke. "

Qin Yiyi nodded.

Soon, with the sun rising, the gate of Wangcheng was opened slowly.

Then, a pair of elite cavalry came out first, and the tramps who were ready to enter the city were pushed to both sides by the guards at the gate. Following the cavalry, there were two carriages. The coachman was dressed as a general, carrying a bow and arrow behind him. It seemed that he was going out hunting.

And this is behind the two carriages, but also with a large army to follow. Then, a man decorated by a general appeared, and the man was accompanied by a Taoist. Zhang Fan saw it clearly, and naturally he knew the Taoist.

Today, however, the man wore a blue robe, a Taoist temple on his head, a brush in his hand and a sword on his back. But the appearance of the sharp mouth, let a person see very disgusting.

Sure enough, as blind Qin said, they really brought people here in the morning. If you didn't go all night last night, you will probably meet them on the road today. If you meet them, you will never be able to get along with them.

Watching them go out, the stone in Zhang Fan's heart also falls slowly.

When they went far away, people began to enter the gate.

Zhang Fan took Qin Yiyi, mixed in the crowd and entered the city.

They were very young and didn't seem to be a threat in the crowd, so they didn't arouse anyone's suspicion at all.

Into the city only to find that the original look inside the city so prosperous.

Innumerable business outlets, all kinds of shops are bustling.

Part of the shops selling breakfast are smoking hot, and the strong fragrance is far away.

Two people's stomachs involuntarily cuckoo of disorderly call up.

"Van Gogh, I'm hungry." Qin Yiyi looks at Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fan nodded. He ate the dry food he brought last night, but now there is not much left. He can't even eat one person's food, so he has to find a shop to sit down and get some food to fill his stomach.

They sat in a hot porridge shop called Yunji and ordered two bowls of porridge, two fried dough sticks and two eggs.

Qin Yiyi could not help but began to drink porridge with pickled vegetables. However, Zhang Fan subconsciously looked around. It seemed that there was no one worthy of attention. Instead, there was an old man in black, who looked about sixty years old, and looked kind. He also seemed to be looking at them.

Originally, Zhang Fan did not pay attention to him, but saw the old man's friendly smile, and simply responded with a smile.

"Lead the spirit of the nine heaven." Six words are simply revealed in Zhang Fan's mouth.

Qin Yiyi didn't react, and asked softly, "brother fan, what do you say?"

Zhang Fan motioned to her not to look back, because he didn't know whether the old man was a friend or an enemy. If he is a member of Taoist cloud group, it's not good for him.

At this time, three middle-aged people in green clothes blocked the old man's eyes.

And they, too, blocked the old man, who was not friendly.

Because he was not far away, Zhang Fan could hear what the other side was saying while eating.

One of the three middle-aged people not far away said, "I said, Mr. Yin, it's useless for you to ask for this thing. It's better to give it to us. Moreover, as you know, Caiyun is the daughter of our city Lord. If you give it to her, you will be well. Maybe the city Lord will be happy and give you a position. "

"Yes, besides, the Lord of the city has offered you a price for 3000 crystal stones, which is a big deal. 3000, you can open a college by yourself. There's no need to be a teacher in Tianling college." Another went on.

The other one, however, was staring at the man who was called Mr. Yin coldly. If he didn't agree, it seemed that he would start at any time.

It seems that we can't agree today.

"But I can't say it today." Mr. Yin obviously didn't want to accept them. No matter what the other party said, he didn't seem to agree.What on earth is this thing that can make the other party care so much? Moreover, Mr. Yin doesn't want to do it at all.

"Toast without penalty. You know, Caiyun is the daughter of the city leader. She was hurt by a savage. She can treat you with your things. Don't be shameless."

Caiyun?!

Just tell me where I heard the name. When I heard the word "savage", Zhang Fan reflected it. It turned out that the woman in blue armor in the group yesterday said that the daughter of the Lord of Wangcheng was so arrogant.

However, in Zhang Fan's memory, this colorful cloud should not be killed by the fierce soldier ants. Is it hard to survive?

But after all, it's the daughter of the city Lord. She must have some means to protect her life.

It's not unusual.

It can be seen that the city leader seems to be angry. He sent people to no man's land early this morning.

On this side, I want to treat my daughter with old Yin's things.

"Why, are you going to make it hard? Even if Cai Tianxiang is here, he will not rob things openly. " Mr. Yin stares at them coldly.

"Ha ha, that's nature. What is the identity of the city Lord? Naturally, we subordinates will do such things. " With that, they had stood up.

Yin frowned. Suddenly, he threw the porridge in the bowl at the three people in front of him.

Scalding hot porridge sprinkled on the three faces, the three wailed in pain. He kept wiping the porridge off his face with his hands. At this moment, the three guys who were holding their anger could no longer help but jumped up, pinched lingjue, and their momentum soared.

In an instant, the sound of tiger's roar came. It turned out that one of them used the spirit formula to snatch it from a white tiger. The white light left, completely ignoring the occasion here, waving in the direction of Yin's departure.

This man's strength is not vulgar, and he has the strength to lead the spirit of eight heaven. He is only one different from that old Yin.

The two men who follow him also have the strength of bazhongtian. One of them is a green snake, the other is a Lei Wenbao. It's very fast. Just in the blink of an eye, it's behind Mr. Yin.