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- Chapter 464 Coming to the Door
Master Fang Zheng was silent and unhurried. He glanced at Commander Li and shook his head: "I can only try my best."
Song Gongfeng said hurriedly: "Okay, master, let's give it a try. Even if we can't save him, it's just the prince's bad luck."
Commander Li nodded silently, his eyes flickering and his face gloomy.
"In that case, I will try my best." Master Fang Zheng nodded slowly, with a solemn face and a solemn appearance, and said in a loud voice: "Jueyue, Juekong, you come in."
"Yes, abbot!" Two voices rang outside the door, and two monks in yellow pushed the door open and came in.
Commander Li took a look and saw that the two men were both young monks, with tall and straight figures and shining heads. One was handsome and the other was simple, each with his or her own style. One had a calm figure and the other had an elegant footwork. Standing in front of him, he looked as if Yuan stops and Yue Zhi, with a calm demeanor.
Song Gongfeng and Commander Li sighed secretly. They were indeed worthy of being in the Shaolin Temple. They were full of talents. Although these two monks were young, they were already top-notch masters. In time, they would surely rank among the top masters.
"Jueyue Juekong, you all protect the Dharma for me." Master Fang Zheng said.
"I will obey the abbot's decree!" Monk Jueyue Juekong clasped his hands together and responded in a serious voice.
"Two benefactors, I need to concentrate on my performance later without any disturbance. Please forgive me." Master Fang Zheng titheed and said kindly.
"Don't worry, master, let's just pretend that we are dumb and deaf!" Song Gongfeng said with a smile, and Commander Li also nodded heavily.
They wanted to invite them out, but seeing the two of them acting like this, Master Fang Zheng understood that it was definitely not possible, so they were still worried.
Thinking of this, he smiled slightly, nodded, no longer forced, turned around and got on the couch, lifted his cassock with one hand, helped King Ruiyang up with the other, and sat cross-legged behind him.
Putting his palms on King Ruiyang's vest, Master Fang Zheng's face darkened, solemnly, and he slowly closed his eyes.
Monk Jueyue and Juekong took a step forward and stood in front of the bed, blocking Song Gongfeng and Commander Li. Their expressions were solemn, without sadness or joy, as if they had no human emotions.
Song Gongfeng and Commander Li frowned and felt unhappy. They had always looked down on Shaolin monks, thinking that they were not engaged in production and were only being supported by others. They did not benefit the country or the country at all, and only caused trouble.
This time, I had no choice but to invite the abbot of Shaolin, but deep down, I still didn¡¯t like the monk.
Seeing these two young monks standing in front of me and being so rude, I was naturally very angry.
Song Gongfeng stretched out his hand to pull Commander Li and winked at him, as if to say: "Don't be impatient!"
Commander Li took a deep breath, glared at the two monks fiercely, took a step back, sat down at the table, and looked through the gap between the two monks.
Master Fangzheng is motionless, like a Buddha seat, exuding the majesty of the Buddhist family, which makes people awe-inspiring and prevents evil thoughts from arising.
Even though Song Zongfeng and Commander Li did not believe in Buddhism and looked down upon the monk, they could not help but admire this scene, correct their mentality, and watch patiently.
Master Fang Zheng¡¯s expression became more and more solemn, and wisps of white air came out without any hindrance from his hair, curling up and disappearing into the air.
Song Gongfeng and Commander Li clenched their hands into fists and tensed up their bodies, nervous for Master Fang Zheng, knowing that he was in great difficulty.
Suddenly, King Ruiyang trembled, and a moment later, he trembled again, as if he was struck by lightning. Song Gongfeng and Commander Li stood up and took a step forward to take a look.
He put two hands in front of the two of them to block them.
The two of them looked up and saw that they were two young monks.
Monk Jueyue Juekong stretched out his arms to block each other, his eyes were clear, neither sad nor happy, as calm as a pool in a deep mountain, and he looked at the two of them quietly.
The two of them were furious. Commander Li could no longer hold back. He was about to shout angrily, but suddenly he remembered not to disturb them. It was a small matter to hurt Master Fang Zheng. If he hurt the prince, it would be an unpardonable crime.
He swallowed the words in his stomach, his eyes flashed, he stretched out his hand, stretched out his fingers, and grabbed Monk Juekong's wrist.
Not long after Monk Juekong came to Shaolin, he was taught a set of heart techniques by Xiao Yuesheng. He ran it once before practicing every day, or let it run while chanting sutras. The effect was like a god. His martial arts progressed by leaps and bounds, and his mind became clear. As he becomes smarter and smarter, he can remember all kinds of moves after just one look, almost with a photographic memory.
Now, his status is catching up with Jue Yue, the number one young person in Shaolin, and he has the hope of becoming one of the Eighteen Arhats in Shaolin. It can be said that he has reached the sky in one step.
His current martial arts, thanks to Xiao Yuesheng's guidance, is not inferior to Jue Yue's.
Jueyue is good at several sets of martial arts, but he is only good at one set, which is the entry-level boxing method of Shaolin Temple - Shaolin Luohan Fist.
This set of Arhat Boxing is simple and easy to use. It is used by Shaolin monks to build their foundation. It has miraculous effects on strengthening the body. It is said that it comes from the Shaolin Yi Jin Jing.
Because this boxing technique is simple, most Shaolin monks give it up after learning it, study more sophisticated martial arts, and ignore this technique.
Only Juekong passed away because his master passed down this set of martial arts. He usually practiced this set of martial arts hard and gained quite a lot of experience.
After Xiao Yuesheng¡¯s guidance, the subtleties and key points were clearly understood. His Shaolin Luohan Boxing has been completely transformed and has infinite power.
Seeing that Commander Li had a bad look on his face, he had a keen mind and already felt it. He was not surprised when he saw him making a move. He flipped his wrist, turned his palm into a fist, and punched out.
Commander Li turned his claws into palms and wrapped his fist around him, hoping to use his internal strength to win.
Commander Li was originally a master in the inner circle. Because of his outstanding performance, far beyond his peers, he was promoted to the leader of the palace guards and appointed as the commander. The mental method he cultivated originated from the inner circle. It was exquisite and unparalleled by ordinary martial arts sects.
He believed that he was old and had a wonderful mind, so he felt that his internal strength must be far superior to that of this young monk. He wanted to overcome skill with clumsiness and defeat ten groups with one strength.
Monk Juekong knew what he was thinking. He twisted his arms and punched out the "Drill" formula. He flipped his wrist lightly and accelerated violently, which was similar to the inch strength of later generations.
This "Diamond" technique comes from Xiao Yuesheng's teaching. After the whole body relaxes, a sudden blow is made to turn the inner energy into a single click. It is enough to kill people at close range.
With his current skill, if his fist is close to a green brick and he suddenly exerts force, he can break the green brick into pieces. This can still be done without the force distance.
Punch and palm collided with each other, and there was a "bang" sound. Monk Juekong's expression remained as usual. Commander Li took a step back, shook his arm, looked down, and his expression changed slightly.
His face was gloomy, and he looked at his palm. In the center of his palm, there was an erythema the size of a wine cup, as red as blood.
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He pressed his left hand hard, and pressed the Neiguan and Jianjing repeatedly, trying to suppress the pain, but the drilling force could not be relieved so easily.
A stream of true energy penetrated into his body, along the meridians, and penetrated directly into his heart.
He has deep internal energy and unique mental skills. His Dantian continuously outputs internal energy and continuously dissolves this internal energy.
When the internal energy came to the position of his shoulder well, it stagnated for a moment and was blocked by its acupuncture points. Then the internal energy in the Dantian poured in continuously, like using the sea of ????human tactic, completely blocking the meridians, unable to allow it to pass, and gradually assimilated it. .
Commander Li took a long breath and looked up at Monk Juekong.
Monk Juekong titheed and remained silent. His eyes were peaceful, neither sad nor happy, as if nothing had happened.
Commander Li looked at each other angrily, took a deep breath, tensed up, was extremely unconvinced, and wanted to compete again.
But a hand fell on his shoulder. Song Gongfeng put his shoulder and shook his head at him.
Regarding Song Gongfeng, he was wary and did not dare to be presumptuous. Although he was unwilling to do so, he had to endure his tone and glare at Monk Juekong bitterly.
Monk Juekong glanced lightly, joined the tithe, closed his eyes slightly, looked solemn, and moved his lips, as if mumbling to himself, without making a sound.
Monk Jueyue glanced at Juekong and then at Commander Li, and smiled secretly in his heart. He was deeply aware that Junior Brother Kong's internal strength was weird and mysterious, making it difficult to guard against. Commander Li and his opponent were asking for trouble. That¡¯s it!
Song Gongfeng glanced at Juekong indifferently. Seeing that he was neither arrogant nor impetuous, calm and composed, he couldn't help but admire him. He was indeed a Shaolin monk with a good nature.
While the four of them were fighting silently, the white steam on Master Fang Zheng's head became more and more intense, like a steamer.
At this time, King Ruiyang's face turned pale, no longer as rosy as it was at the beginning, and his brows were furrowed, as if he was in unbearable pain.
Commander Li hurriedly whispered: "Mr. Song, is it going to work or not?! It doesn't seem good!"
Song Gongfeng stared closely and shook his head: "At this point, we can only treat the dead horse as a living doctor If the master of Fang Zheng fails, we will go with the prince!"
Commander Li's expression changed. He was in the prime of life and in a high position. He was busy all day long and could not enjoy a day, so he had to go down to accompany the prince. He was really unwilling to do so.
He rolled his eyes, eagerly thinking of a solution, but he was unable to find a solution. If it really didn't work, he could only send someone to Ouchi and invite experts from the Forbidden Palace.
"Huh!" A muffled sound sounded, and King Ruiyang trembled.
The crowd turned around and looked around, he returned to it again, his face was pale, and his eyebrows revealed the painful expression, as if there were nightmares.
Master Fang Zheng slowly retracted his right palm, breathed a sigh of relief, and the white air on his head became thinner.??, he slowly opened his eyes.
"Master, how are you doing?!" Commander Li asked eagerly.
Master Fang Zheng shook his head, sighed, and looked solemn.
"Master, how is the prince's condition?" Song Xianfeng cupped his fists and saluted, and asked in a gentle voice, calmly and calmly.
He put aside life and death and instead looked away, his mind calmed down and his tone was calm.
Master Fang Zheng slowly put down King Ruiyang, took his seat, shook his head and sighed: "There is a thin stream of true energy on the prince's head, which is condensed and not dispersed. I wanted to disperse it, but I didn't expect this inner breath to be so pure and tenacious." Extraordinary, alas¡ª¡ª!I feel ashamed and my skills are not up to this task."
"The master practices the Yi Jin Jing, and his skills are so pure that they are rare in the world. If the master can't do it, then the prince" Song Gongfeng sighed.
Master Fang Zheng gave a wry smile, thought for a while, and said: "The world is so big, there are countless strange people and scholars, especially in the imperial court, where the Crouching Tiger Hidden Sutra is the most important thing. Lao Na's little skill of wiping is nothing."
Song Chongfeng shook his head: "The master is too modest. Although there are masters in the palace, they are still inferior to the master. The master has no way, and they can't do it either!"
"Alaspoor prince, so wise and mighty, but he ended up like this in the end!" Commander Li sighed heavily, his face filled with sadness.
He was half sighing for King Ruiyang, and half was grieving for himself. For a man as strong as a bear, he was so sad, which was particularly touching.
Master Fang Zheng glanced at him and said nothing.
Looking at his appearance, Song Gongfeng and Commander Li looked over hurriedly.
Song Gongfeng hurriedly clasped his fists, bowed deeply, and bowed heavily: "Master, do you have any other solution? Please give me some advice!"
Master Fang Zheng hurriedly stretched out his hand to help him up, looked at him with hesitation on his face.
"Does Master have something to hide?" Commander Li asked hurriedly.
Master Fang Zheng nodded: "I'm thinking of someone. This person's martial arts is extremely profound. If he takes action, he will be much stronger than me!"
"Who is it?!" Commander Li asked hurriedly, his body tense and his eyes staring straight at Master Fang Zheng.
Master Fang Zheng hesitated and said: "It's just that this person has retired to the martial arts world and is not interested in worldly affairs. I'm afraid it will be difficult to invite him."
"Who is the master that the master is talking about?!" Song Chongfeng pondered.
"Have the two benefactors ever heard of Xiao Yihan and his sword Jinghong?" Master Fang Zheng asked kindly.
"It's him?!" Commander Li's expression changed slightly, and he glanced at Song Gongfeng with a strange look on his face.
Song Gongfeng stroked his palms and nodded heavily: "That's right! I forgot about him! Jinghong Yijian Xiao Yihan, his name is like thunder to my ears!"
"Master, is his martial arts as good as people say?" Song Gongfeng asked with a curious look on his face.
Master Fang Zheng nodded and said solemnly: "Mr. Xiao's martial arts are as deep as the abyss, unfathomable, I am ashamed of myself!"
"Oh¡ª¡ª?!Then where is he now?I'll go and invite him personally!" Song Congfeng said hurriedly, feeling refreshed.
Monks don¡¯t tell lies, and a master like Master Fang Zheng, who is a master of enlightenment, can¡¯t lie. Since he is so smart, the prince can be saved!
"Alas, it's a pity that Mr. Xiao is now hiding overseas, and I'm afraid he won't be found!" Master Fang Zheng shook his head and sighed.
"Going into seclusion?!" Song Gongfeng frowned.
Master Fang Zheng nodded, shook his head and smiled.
Song Gongfeng thought for a while, recalling Xiao Yihan's information in his mind, suddenly perked up, raised his head and asked: "Does Xiao Yihan have another disciple named Jiang Nanyun, who is also a master? She left together. ?¡±
"Donor Jiang hasn't left yet." Master Fang Zheng said, shaking his head: "Donor Jiang will never allow anyone to disturb Donor Xiao!"
"This is a matter of life and death!" Song Gongfeng glared, then thought about it, laughed, and said, "Yes!"
"Song Benefactor, please speak." Master Fang Zheng said.
Song Gongfeng's eyes were bright and he smiled slightly: "I will ask Jiang Nanyun first to help cure the prince's diseasehehe, if she can't cure it, she will naturally ask her master to come out!"
Master Fang Zheng thought about it and nodded: "This is a method that can save a life, which is better than building a seven-level pagoda. Amitabha"
He felt slightly guilty and got Jiang Nanyun involved, but then he thought that in order to save people, he couldn't care less.
Song Zongfeng was very happy, as if King Ruiyang had woken up.
"SongMr. Song" Commander Li whispered, tugging at the corner of his sleeve.
Song Gongfeng turned to look at him with doubts in his eyes.
"Let's go out and talk." Li ?Hua Shi said softly.
Song Gongfeng glanced at Master Fang Zheng and the three of them, then looked at Commander Li, nodded, clasped his fists and smiled at the three monks: "Master, please allow me to excuse you for a moment. Come back as you go!"
"Two donors, please do as you please." Master Fang Zheng smiled.
"What's wrong?" Song Zongfeng asked in a low voice as soon as he came out and stood in the courtyard.
Commander Li sighed, shook his head and said, "Mr. Song, alas Xiao Yihan, I'm afraid I won't be able to invite you."
"Won't you come?!" Song Congfeng raised his voice, then lowered his voice and said disapprovingly: "I will personally go and invite you, and I made a big promise, how can I not invite you?!"
Although people in the martial arts world are quite unkind to the imperial court, Xia uses martial arts to break the ban and is in conflict with the imperial court. Although he is not afraid of it, he still keeps a distance from it. After all, if he offends the imperial court, there will be no place for him. Even if he is not in trouble, his family will always be affected. .
??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? If it is not a big event, and the high officials of the court ask them to do things, they will not refuse too much. Martial arts masters have to eat and drink, and there are many masters among the officials and guards, so it is better not to offend them.
Commander Li gave a wry smile, thought for a moment, took a look inside, and pulled Song Gongfeng out of the yard and into a room.
This room is located in another courtyard, far away from the prince's study.
After entering the room, Song Gongfeng sat down at the table, wearing a golden sword, with an unpleasant expression on his face. He glanced at him and hummed in a deep voice: "What's going on? Let's talk, don't be sneaky!"
Commander Li probed his head, glanced left and right, quickly retracted his body, carefully closed the door, and sat down opposite Song Gongfeng.
He sighed: "Mr. Song, this matter is extremely confidential, so you need to be careful!"
"Let's talk about it, why are you so careful!" Song Chongfeng waved his hand impatiently.
"Jiang Nanyun, I'm afraid it will be difficult to invite him back!" Commander Li sighed and said.
Although Song Congfang was impatient, after hearing him say this again and again, there must be sufficient reasons. He suppressed his anxiety and said, "Tell me, why?!"
Commander Li told the truth bluntly: "To be honest, Xiao Yihan has a sworn brother named Pan Hou, who is the leader of a small gang in Lin'an City. He has been killed on the order of the prince!"
"Pan Hou? Xiao Yihan's sworn brother? Killed?" Song Gongfeng frowned, murmured twice, and suddenly raised his head: "Little Lizi, you mean that the prince sent someone to kill Xiao Yihan's sworn brother ?!¡±
"Exactly!" Commander Li nodded with a wry smile.
"How could this happen?!" Song Gongfeng asked in confusion.
¡°Alas¡ª¡ª!¡± Commander Li sighed and said, ¡°That Pan Hou is so audacious that he came to the palace to steal the prince¡¯s jade and seek his own death!¡±
"Hmm, is this happening?" Song Congfeng seemed to be in disbelief and shook his head.
Commander Li sighed: "At first, I didn't know that he was Xiao Yihan's sworn brother. The prince was furious and sent ten personal servants to go and get Pan Hou's head."
"Have you ever killed anyone?" Song Gongfeng asked with a frown.
Commander Li nodded: "Kill!"
Song Gongfeng shook his head, smiled bitterly, stood up, walked left and right, rubbed his brow with his fingers, back and forth.
Commander Li looked at him, hoping he could come up with something good.
Song Gongfeng suddenly stopped, turned around and said, "By the way, does anyone know that the person who killed Pan Hou was from our palace?"
Commander Li smiled bitterly: "The ten guards have not returned yet. It is more likely to be bad than good. Maybe we can deduce it."
"No, no." Song Gongfeng waved his hand and muttered: "Even if the ten guards are captured, they will not be asked. At most, they will think which prince did it. As for which prince it was, they can only guess. Not allowed."
"Yes, that makes sense." Commander Li nodded and added, "However, if a confession is really forced, I'm afraid it would be dangerous to come to the door in person."
Song Gongfeng shook his head: "The ten guards have poison in their mouths and they won't speak."
Commander Li said: "Just in case, Mr. Song, it would be more appropriate to ask Master Fang Zheng to come forward and invite us on your behalf."
"This is a good idea!" Song Congfeng chuckled.
The hall was brightly lit, like daylight. This was the courtyard where Song was enshrined, a large house not far from the palace.
At the dinner, there were two tables, one for three people and the other for a monk in yellow clothes who came with Master Fang Zheng. The food on the table was all vegetarian.
Song Gongfeng and Commander Li were not in the mood to drink. They just ate food and talked about some martial arts anecdotes. The atmosphere was relaxed and harmonious, like a spring breeze.
After eating, the three of them came to the courtyard. They were not afraid of the severe cold and had a small time in the courtyard.Sit down here.
"Master, I have something to ask for." Song Xianfeng clasped his fists, with a smile on his face, elegant and graceful, like a scholar.
"Donor Song, please speak." Master Fang Zheng plucked the beads with his left hand and raised his palm with his right hand, saying kindly.
Song Gongfeng stroked his beard with his hand and said with a smile: "We are from the imperial court and have little contact with the martial arts world. We went there rashly, fearing that we would not be able to invite Jiang Nanyun I wanted to bother Master Fangzheng to come and invite her here on my behalf. how?"
Master Fang Zheng was startled, then shook his head and sighed kindly: "Two donors, I'm ashamed. I'm afraid it won't work if I go there myself."
"Why, Master refuses to help with this?" Commander Li frowned, his face turned cold, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.
Master Fang Zheng remained calm, with a calm face, and sighed kindly: "Speaking of which, I still have some disagreements with Gang Leader Jiang."
¡°Oh¡ª¡ª?!¡± Commander Li looked at him sideways, with disbelief on his face.
"Amitabha¡ª¡ª!" Master Fangzheng Heshi proclaimed the Buddha's name and said: "Monks don't lie! Previously, Donor Jiang forced his way into our Shaolin. Although I didn't care and had no anger or resentment, all the disciples of Shaolin We thought she was too frivolous and didn't like her very much."
"There is such a thing?!" Commander Li laughed.
Master Fang Zheng gave a bitter smile and shook his head: "This Gang Leader Jiang comes from a famous master. He has excellent martial arts and a somewhat proud temperament. He is an expert and bold. Alas, I almost lost all face in Shaolin."
Song Gongfeng stroked his beard and laughed: "Haha, it seems that this Jiang Nanyun, known as the tricky fairy, really has some skills, and it is not a reputation that people tout because of his beauty."
Master Fang Zheng shook his head: "Alas I really can't help, I'm so ashamed!"
"In that case, we won't force anyone to do anything. I'll just go and invite you myself!" Song Congfeng chuckled and said, "In any case, I would be very grateful to you for troublesome master!"
"Where are you? Donor Song is so polite." Master Fang Zheng waved his hand and smiled kindly.
At dusk, Lin'an City is shrouded in red clouds, as if it is painted with the color of roses, showing a bit of warmth in addition to the bustling city.
At the south gate of Lin'an City, the avenue is wide. At this time, there are crowds of people. Most of them are going out of the city to go home after a tiring day, or people in the city are returning to the city after a day of fun.
People coming and going blocked the broad avenue and walked along each side, but it was in order and there was no delay.
Suddenly, a burst of rapid horse hoofbeats sounded, as fast as a violent storm, from far to near, and arrived in front of them in the blink of an eye.
People coming and going hurriedly made way to avoid being trampled by horses.
At this time, people who can ride horses are like those who can buy famous brand cars in later generations. They are either rich or noble and cannot be messed with.
In the blink of an eye, ten horses escorting a carriage arrived at the south city gate and stopped in front of the city gate.
At this time, people saw their true appearance clearly.
Five horses in front, five horses in the back, and the dark carriage stopped in the middle. These horses were motionless, as if they were rooted to the ground.
These ten horses have tall frames and are astonishingly majestic. Their hair is a yard of pitch black, and their bodies seem to be covered with black satin. They sparkle in the sunset and look extraordinary.
They are all dripping with sweat and steaming, but their spirits are still high, their eyes are bright and they don't show any signs of fatigue.
The knights on horseback are half young people in their twenties and half middle-aged men in their thirties and forties. They all have dazzling eyes and bulging temples.
"Are they from the Qingping Gang?" someone in the crowd whispered.
¡°It looks strange, but it doesn¡¯t seem like it.¡± Someone answered.
¡°There are so many masters, besides the Qingping Gang, which sect is there?!¡± Someone snorted unconvinced.
"The Qingping Gang is not so domineering!" Someone else snorted disdainfully.
"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, but!" Someone pointed their finger in front of their lips, held down the speaker, and shouted in a low voice: "You don't want to die?! They kill you like a chicken!"
"Huh, I'm not afraid of being in the Qingping Gang. I'm sorry they don't dare to kill me!" The man broke away from the other party, looking fearless.
This man is about twenty years old, with a childish look on his face, a thin body, but a pair of big eyes that are full of aura.
He was struggling when he suddenly paused and noticed a gaze sweeping over him. He felt a chill in his body, as if two swords were piercing his body. He could not help but feel fearful and did not dare to move randomly.
Immediately, a knight turned his head and glanced at him, his eyes shining brightly, as if they were real. Seeing him, he did not dare to move. The young knight smiled disdainfully, turned his head, and was too lazy to pay any attention to him.
Although the young man was not convinced, but he still understood the principle that a good man should not take advantage of his immediate situation. He spat in his heart and stopped talking.
A middle-aged knight at the front pulled the reins of the horse, and the horse turned around, came to the carriage, and whispered: "Mr. Song, Lin'an City has arrived!"
"Let's go to the city!" A hoarse voice sounded, flat and emotionless.
"Yes, enter the city!" The middle-aged knight responded in a deep voice, pulled the reins, turned his horse forward, and waved his hand.
He has a thin face, a shiny black mustache, an elegant and unrestrained demeanor, but a pair of eyes that are so cold that people dare not look directly into them.
Ten horses started to pace at the same time, moving forward slowly, as if ten people were walking in unison. The horses' steps were the same size, and five horses were in a row, neat and uniform.
Although there are only ten horses, the onlookers feel as if there are dozens or hundreds of horses in front of them, and the majestic momentum is so overwhelming that people can't breathe.
People consciously moved out of the way, and a young knight suddenly picked up the reins of his horse, rushed out of the queue, got ahead, and ran towards the guard guarding the door.
There are ten people guarding the gate. They have picked up their swords and guns and set up their positions. Although the world is peaceful now, there are always thieves and we must guard against them.
A few feet away, the black horse suddenly stopped, raised its front hooves, and let out a long, loud "Xi Yu Yu" sound.
Immediately, the young knight had a cold face, took out a wooden sign from his arms, held it in the palm of his hand, and flashed it at the guard who was on guard with his gun.
When the guards saw it, they quickly put down their guns and bowed in salute.
The young knight waved his hand coldly, took back the wooden sign, and said in a deep voice: "No need to be polite, just get out of the way, don't talk nonsense!"
"Yes! Yes!" The guard soldiers nodded hurriedly.
At this time, the other nine horses and carriages came slowly, with their hooves turning lightly, strolling in an indescribable leisurely manner, exuding an air of elegance and nobility.
People are talking a lot, wondering who these people are.
Someone came forward to ask the soldiers guarding the gate, but they were scolded. If you shouldn't ask, don't ask, so as not to get into trouble.
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