Chapter 125: Fengcheng

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Chapter 125 Closing the City
Zhou Feiyu looked up and looked at the five colds: "Can you find the dragon?"
The owner of the Dragon Pavilion, Long Shao, mysterious, traces of secrets, there are very few people who can see him.
In fact, Zhou Feiyu actually let people go to investigate in the early years, but they are all sinking into the sea.
However, such people are too mysterious, but people feel very dangerous.
The coldness of the five colds smiles; "In the past few years, my family's business just had some dealings with the Dragon Court. Perhaps, through this relationship, I can contact the Dragon Pavilion."
"However, listening to the news, this time, the Dragon Pavilion forces do not know why, suddenly launched in Los Angeles, as if intended to target Murong."
"Murong home?" Zhou Feiyu raised an eyebrow.
"Yes!"
Zhou Feiyu had a deep touch on his eyes; "Wait a minute, you will go out of the city and go to the Murong family. The old lady Murong healed the plague of Luocheng and Shuicheng and sent a gift for me."
Wu Han smiled and nodded; "Yes!"
......
The west gate of the border town.
A luxury carriage, driven by a groom, slowly heading out of the city gate.
However, before he left the city, he was stopped by officers and men.
"The city gate is blocked, no one can get in." A big door screamed loudly.
The groom quickly stopped and respected the opening; "Grandfather, we are outsiders, our young master is seriously ill, need to rush home to heal, do not know if the official can pass it..."
"Take you who you are, get off the bus and check."
However, without waiting for the groom to finish, the officer and the sergeant slammed the horse, and with one force, they pushed the door of the carriage.
I saw that inside the carriage, it was a luxurious costume, and the sick man who was lying on the soft couch was half-skinned and thin, as if he was sick.
After glanced at the eyes of the "Gao Gongzi", the officers and men would not bother to look back.
Later, I saw the leading officer and the people who were blocked from the city and said, "We are looking for a woman with a purple eye. If you know, you will report it, and our seven halls will be greatly rewarded."
"Adult, who is that woman? Why did the Seventh House of the Kings want to seal the city and catch her? Is it what the woman did to the Seventh Highness?"
Inside the carriage, a voice that is not male or female, weak and weak.
And this is also the person who wants to be stopped at the gate of the city and wants to leave the city, and suddenly asked.
"Yeah, what did the woman do? Need to get the city."
"We still have to rush to deliver, this one city, can let me do this business..."
"That is, I have to rush home, this city is closed, let me do what it can do..."
"..."
The officers and men are very intolerant about the surrounding arguments.
"Ask to ask so much? You can only see the people with purple eyes, just let them know, they are all scattered, and they are gathered here to do something!"
"That officer, when can we leave the city?"
"When you can leave the city, you can naturally come out and roll..."
The rude and unbearable tricks let everyone else dare to block it there. After a while, everyone will be dissatisfied but helpless.
The groom respectfully looked at the son of the horse in the carriage: "The son, this city gate is not allowed, then we..."
"Let's go back."
"Yes!"
The groom also closed the carriage door and turned his head in a carriage.
Inside the car.
The sickness of the lazy couch "Youguizi" is naturally a cloud dance.