Chapter 25: Narrow road

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In the following month, Ye Cheng continued to appear a lot of foreign practitioners, and the guards in the city also quietly increased. The monks wearing the various robes and the ubiquitous Black City Guards added a bit of solemnity to this sturdy and inclusive city.
After returning that evening, Duan Chongxuan invited Yin Yin to go out and hear the book in the night. Nothing happened, whether it was really heard or not.
So Yin Yue spent the day practicing swords on the edge of the autumn lake, practicing the cold water sword. Meditate in the room at night, play the sword in the sea, and temper the gods.
The small courtyard by the lake is very quiet. Ye Cheng’s rumors are not here.
However, if you look at the center of the city, the blue-eyed robe gossip is the Emperor Baozong, the purple-haired long-sleeved shirt is the Mou Zong, and the white robe embroidered the cloud pattern is the Yaya Mountain.
The gray robes are all the temples, and the Ming dynasty is the Xingshan Temple.
Walking in front of them, responsible for guiding the road, dressed in white robes with splashes of ink, is the host, the disciples of the Qingjian sword.
He Wei followed the uncle of Zhang Pingfeng and walked through the bustling streets and alleys to the autumn lake in the south of the city. When she was a child, she often slid down the mountain, but no place I saw was more fresh and interesting than this Yecheng.
The disciples of the Qingjianjian school are still there, and naturally they cannot reveal the appearance of the world. That is too shameful.
So she gave Xiaolian a look. Yan Xiaolian returned to her with a look.
- Go out to the city to eat at night.
- Eat the oyster on the left and eat the sorbet from the back.
The two calmly reached a consensus and walked forward without changing their colors.
The three people of Luo Mingchuan received the news of the disciples of Qingyi, and they greeted the same door of Yashan at the autumn lake.
After seeing the ceremony with the elders of Ping Pingfeng, I watched the disciples of the disciples begin to divide the yard. The original quiet courtyard of the lake has also become lively.
From time to time, some disciples came forward to see the three of them. After he finished greeting, he stopped Luo Mingchuan. "Senior brother, I have a lot to ask you."
Yin Yin knows the second!
The sister is bold! Your brother did not meet half of the beautiful women on the way!
Duan Chongxuan smiled at him. "Today, the city is very lively. Why don't you go with the four brothers to see?"
Yin Yin is more uncertain about the meaning of visiting the flower building in this sentence, but now the autumn lake is also awkward, the sword is not even, it is better to go to the city.
The two had just passed through the households of the high-end families in the south of the city, and they first met a lively event.
What happened in Yecheng is far from being able to see, because the Black Guard is really eye-catching.
What's more, the lively center is also an acquaintance, and the blue robe flashes through the corners of the crowd.
Duan Chongxuan circumvented the encirclement of the crowd without saying anything, and went to the tea house on the street with Yin Yin.
Picking the position on the second floor of the window, I asked for the rose cake and the Junshan Maojian, so I looked around.
This position is too good, even the clowns of the Emperor Parkzong clinging to the trembling fists are clear.
Downstairs, surrounded by the city guards in the middle of more than a dozen blue-colored robes disciples, happened to be the Yin Yuyue three people met in Panlongling.
The two teams are not looking good. The black armor has a stretcher in the middle and a person lying on the stretcher. He came to represent the team leader of the city guard.
How come the tone is very cold, the power is very heavy, "People are already fine, the drug is also given, what else?"
He was exposed to the pressure of the barrier-breaking period and looked very powerful.
If there is no one in the towns and villages of Baojizong’s Hengduan Mountain, there is no one who dares to defy him.
However, in Yecheng, the city guard team is not afraid of him, even the ordinary people who are far from the crowd are not afraid of him.
Where is the cultivation of the realm, and naturally hear those whispers, even if the gossip is very low, far away,
"What about the quality of the big door?"
"Bo Baozong? Oh, when Yan Yashan entered the city, he was kind and unassuming, and he didn't see anything."
"Yeah, Li Laobo said that the two girls in the middle of the world still smiled at him!"
It’s another mountain, why did you hear the anger burning, but at this time, the captain of the city guard team spoke,
"According to the city law, damage to private property should be compensated twice as much as the original price, causing personal injury to apologize, responsible for follow-up treatment and compensation."
He hasn’t spoken yet, and a disciple of Baozong is anxious.
"How come without compensation?! Do you know that the bottle of Yulu Dan is worth more!"
The captain showed an incomprehensible look and said seriously, "But you didn't apologize. What does this have to do with the value of the drug?"
The imperial disciples of Bao Puzong are mixed with incredible shock and anger. They have never experienced such a thing in their past lives. It is understandable to apologize to the strong, but now they want them to apologize to an ordinary person? !
However, it was a trader who picked a pole. The traders were old, and they couldn’t blame them when they rushed out. If they were not thinking about going out, they would use such a good medicine!
Where did he calm down first and regained her expressionless expression. He just wants to leave here as soon as possible, instead of being surrounded by people watching movies.
He took a robes on the stretcher in the middle of the black armor and took a half-court ceremony. "I can't help it."
Of course, he does not put these realms far less than his city guards in his eyes, but in Yecheng, not to mention the city owner of the Mahayana, there are only a few envoys. These guards are the people of the city's main government. When they first came to Yecheng, the Folding Flower Club has not yet begun. He does not want to have a life at this time.
One of the disciples, Bao Zong, said with anger, "Now let the way!"
The black armor was neatly let go, and the captain shouted loudly behind them. "Go back and remember to read the city law!"
The people on the street are covering their mouths and laughing.
When he came to see it suddenly, he looked up at the two people on the tea house and looked at his face.
Duan Chongxuan smiled at him without giving face.

In the small courtyard on the edge of the autumn lake, Guang Yulan swayed slightly in the wind.
Luo Mingchuan patiently told He Wei about the experience of this road.
The long levee of Yucheng, the foothills encountered by Panlongling, the official road of Xilu, the waves of the floating sea, the space magic of Mr. Cambodia.
Finally, He couldn’t help but interrupt him. "Sister, I don’t want to hear these!"
Luo Mingchuan is not annoyed, gentle, "What do you want to hear?"
He sighed and stopped, and finally asked, but he was too embarrassed to say that it was too straightforward, vague.
"I want to know... How are you and Yin brother?"
What is it like?
The fold will be near, and the sister should ask them how they are doing it.
So he smiled. "It's good, it's much better than before."
He Yan’s eyes lit up,
I know!

She rushed out of the yard like a gust of excitement. "Senior brother, if you rest, I will not bother!"
She wants to tell Xiao Xiaolian this good news right away! Handkerchiefs and banners are not white, hahaha!
Luo Mingchuan stood in the wind and felt very inexplicable.

The freshness of the first come to Yecheng quickly passed.
On the second day, the disciples of Yan Yashan began to practice as they did on the mountain.
The day before the start of the draw, the autumn lakeside was as quiet as ever.
The lottery was on the edge of the platform at the foot of the mountain. Everyone goes to Shen Ying to record the name and take the number.
A total of 321 people, the first one hundred and sixty people draw lots, decide the opponent, the rest of the luck is good, the first round will be empty, directly to the second game.
No one cares if there is a lottery, because the opponent is all by luck.
At the moment of the signing, there will be a display on the screen, and the exchange will not be changed. What's more, this time, the Qingjian Swords of the East sent two small elders to maintain order.
The number of Yin Yiyue three people, just in the first one hundred and sixty, is going to draw lots.
Along the way, the crowds of people, all the disciples of the disciples,
"Oh! I got the sister of Miao Zong! How can this be done?" The speaker was full of joy.
"I smoked the Jikong Temple Huiren, Buddha repair, there is nothing to worry about, even if you can't beat it."
There was also a miserable, surrounded by the same door in the middle of comfort, anger and screaming, "Do not fight, do not fight, Lao Tzu wants to go home! The first game will meet Zhongshan, what luck!"
The lottery team moved quickly, and Duan Chongxuan reported his number and started drawing lots. The signing is very large, engraved with a sinister array of laws to prevent prying, and the two elders are supervised next to them. He freely reached out and pulled out one. After opening, the ink writing appeared.
On the wall of the shadow, he lit up the name corresponding to the sign.
The disciple who wrote the bulletin board next to it immediately wrote, "Chong Xuan, Chong Xuan, and Bao Zong Li Lin, the fifth game on the 15th, and the third."
Yin Yi did not expect that some of the three of them would draw Bao Puzong in the first game.
The sigh of luck is really...can be.
Next, Luo Mingchuan finished the sign and hesitated. "One hundred and eighty-five, I remember this is also the number of Bao Puzong."
Sure enough, the name of Bao Puzong Wang Zhen lit up.
Yin Yin is more abdomen, and even two are connected. The probability is too small.
When he finished his own, he could not speak.
"Yu Yashan Yin Yin is more than holding the Emperor of the Park, the first game on the 16th, the first stop."
Duan Chongxuan did not even think of it, sighed, "The road is narrow."