Young white horse drunk in spring breeze

Chapter 228
Luo Qingyang looked at Xiao Yu who was placed in the cradle, Xiao Yu didn't cry, but also stared at the senior in front of him with wide eyes.Yi Wenjun was lying on the bed in the back room, with his head raised and he didn't know what he was thinking.

The two of them just got along so quietly, just like the many days and moons they spent together before.

The maids felt a little strange, but also felt a little inexplicable harmony, so they didn't make a sound and stood quietly aside.

It wasn't until the sun was setting that Luo Qingyang stood up: "I have to go back to the palace."

Yi Wenjun asked: "When will senior brother come next time?"

"I don't know for sure. It's rare for His Majesty to give me a day off. I'm afraid I'll have to wait a long time next time." Luo Qingyang said flatly.

Yi Wenjun also nodded lightly: "I see."

Luo Qingyang turned his head, suddenly his body shook, he bent slightly, and pressed the hilt of his sword with his hand.

The murderous aura rose sharply.

The maids in the room let out an exclamation and stepped back. They didn't understand why the seemingly elegant Vice-General of the Forbidden Army suddenly made an attack.

Xiao Yu in the cradle suddenly cried loudly.

The door was opened, and four men in purple stood at the door.

"Who are you?" Luo Qingyang asked sharply.

The leader of the purple-clothed man said: "I'm Qin Yuehan, we were sent by Lord Ye Ding to rescue Miss Yi from leaving."

"Ye Dingzhi!" Surprised, Yi Wenjun jumped off the bed, lifted the curtain, and walked out from the back room.

"What about others?" Luo Qingyang asked.

The man in purple replied: "My lord is now in Gusu City, and I dare not show up easily because of King Langya. The four of us were slaves of Lord Yushengmo, and we followed Ye Dingzhi after his death. God, we were trapped by Xiao Ruofeng's men that day, and we never came to help, but Luo Dutong fought side by side with the Lord that day, so it must not be difficult for us today."

Luo Qingyang frowned and thought for a moment. These four people, Ye Dingzhi, had indeed mentioned to him that they would come to assist in the last battle of Tianqi City. He frowned and said, "How can I trust you?"

Qin Yuehan thought for a while: "The Lord sent us a letter a few days ago, saying that if we find a chance, we can meet Miss Yi. Let us bring a word, just say, the mountain he said he would take you to see, The water I brought you to meet will come true one day, I hope Miss Yi will wait another two years!"

Yi Wenjun smiled: "It is indeed what he can say."

"But we found an opportunity today. The Lord and the girl don't have to wait for these two years." Qin Yuehan smiled.

"Opportunity?" Luo Qingyang drew out his long sword, "Then you have to ask whether the sword in my hand will agree or not."

The sword aura rises sharply,

Doors and windows shattered.

All the maids in the house fainted in an instant.

Qin Yuehan and the other four took a step back and drew their weapons at the same time, but soon Luo Qingyang put his sword back into its sheath, and his sword just stunned all the other people in the room.

"Do you want to leave?" Luo Qingyang turned to ask Yi Wenjun.

Yi Wenjun nodded without hesitation: "Yes."

"Okay." Luo Qingyang replied concisely, "Let's go then."

"I'm afraid I can't leave yet." A deep voice came, and everyone turned around, only to find a person standing at the door holding a sword.

King Langya, Xiao Ruofeng.

Luo Qingyang took a step, passed through four people, and came to the courtyard: "Take your junior sister and leave."

Xiao Ruofeng bowed his head and said, "Now you are the deputy capital commander of the imperial army, but you want to hold the princess hostage?"

"So what?" Luo Qingyang asked back.

"I've been hearing rumors these days that Deputy Luo is a superman with swordsmanship, so let me see it." Xiao Ruofeng jumped out and swung his sword.

Luo Qingyang turned sideways, and the long and narrow sword also slashed at Xiao Ruofeng.

The two passed by.

"Sure enough, he is a master." Xiao Ruofeng said inwardly, even if he could beat this Luo Qingyang, it would definitely not be a matter of a moment. The four people over there had already left with Yi Wenjun, and Xiao Ruofeng sent out a command arrow towards the sky. .

The burly man with two knives looked up at the exploding command arrow, and smiled wryly: "I want to go there."

This team, all equipped with double knives and calling themselves Ye Ziying, entangled Ye Dingzhi's four helpers last time, but this time they were stopped by one person, unable to move an inch.

The man's shoulders drooped, the corners of his eyes drooped badly, and he looked listless and dejected, but it was just such a man who stood there and knocked back all their knives.

It can be said to be as immovable as a mountain.

In the Apocalypse Palace, an old man opened his eyes.

Even though Yi Wenjun had successfully married into King Jingyu's residence, Shadow Sect still did not relax his surveillance on her.The news that those four people took Yi Wenjun away from the palace quickly reached his hands.

"Kill." His instruction was simple.

The Shadow Sect of Apocalypse City was dispatched again.

"It's Shadow Sect, the shadow killer who went out with the army back then. I killed a lot of them at that time." The short and fat man, who was wearing a floral dress with copper coins, said with a half-smile.

"It's no wonder that the old man of Shadow Sect wants to marry his daughter to King Jingyu. After the First World War, the talent of Shadow Sect has withered like this?" Wutian, who was thin and tall like a bamboo pole, withdrew his hand, and looked at him. A person fell to the ground with a hole in his chest.

"Aren't we those ignorant young men who want to stop us just by relying on these people?" Fu Fu was extremely agile in his movements even though he was obese. , broke his spine with one foot.

Ye Dingzhi and Luo Qingyang are not comparable to the two of the four envoys of Tianwaitian in terms of martial arts and killing intent.

All the way out of the city, blood splattered all over the ground.

The old man drew his sword angrily, and headed straight for the city gate from the imperial palace of Tianqi City.

The four slaves guarded Yi Wenjun and walked towards the city gate. Yi Wenjun was sitting in the carriage and had never seen the scene outside. Qin Yuehan saw the fierce tactics of the tall and short two behind him, and couldn't help but slightly frown.Yushengmo was called the devil's head, and they had followed them for many years, so they had naturally seen many bloody scenes, but the feeling these two gave them made him a little uneasy.

"Yi Wenjun, come back!" A thick voice exploded in his mouth, and the old man was still three miles away.

Yi Wenjun trembled slightly: "It's my father!"

"Go back!" The old man was already standing at the top of the wall.

The carriage was about to go to the city gate.

The old man slashed down with his sword, and the sword was surging like a tide.

The two people, one tall and one short, jumped up at the same time, and struck at the old man's sword.

With a "bang", the two landed on the carriage and smiled slightly at the old man.

The old man didn't expect that there was such a master on the opposite side, so he retreated with his sword, frowned and looked at the two people in the carriage, and said in a low voice: "It's you, you are not dead yet!"

(End of this chapter)