Chen Luo and Die Wu stood at the entrance of Chen Mansion.
In front of him were Yun Feiyang and Tang Yanjing, and beside him were Li Qi, Butler Liu and others.
As for Yun Wu and other members of the Yun family, they did not appear.
At first, Yun Feiyang's grandfather was just a sideline of the Yun family, and he was in the fifth service. Later, he followed the current Emperor Dali, reached the master level in martial arts, accumulated military merits, and received many rewards. He also married a daughter of the clan, so the Yun family allowed him to recognize his ancestor and return to the clan, and later he became the patriarch of the Yun family.
However, Yun Feiyang's grandfather is also a very shrewd man. The Yun Mansion is the Yun Mansion, and the Yun family is the Yun family, and they are not integrated together.
Therefore, Yunwu not only wanted to become the patriarch of the Yun family, but also wanted to seize the power of the Yun family.
After several generations of fusion, one-third of the Yun Mansion is actually from the Yun family.
Between the two, it is difficult to distinguish one from the other, unless the vitality is severely damaged.
Therefore, Yun Feiyang had no intention of letting Yun Wu and others come over.
Chen Luo's thoughts turned to his mind, and he already knew a lot about the relationship between the Yun Mansion and the Yun family from Die Wu and Li Qi.
However, when he turned his eyes, he saw a group of familiar figures from a distance, also waiting in another place on the street.
Yun Zhonghe, an old man from the fifth tribe, Yun Qingyong, an old man from the seventh tribe, and several more familiar middle-aged warriors were the people who followed Yun Wu that day.
Obviously, they would never miss the opportunity to meet the eldest princess Lu Lihuang and get closer to each other.
The strange thing is that Yunwu didn't show up, and I don't know if it's because he doesn't plan to come, or for other reasons.
Chen Luo was thinking in his heart, his feet were shaking, and in the distance on the street, a sea of red emerged, like a burning flame, seeming to ignite the entire street, or even the entire Tiandu City.
Lihuo Armor!
Eyes slightly narrowed, a group of women's soldiers wearing Lihuo armor and riding red horses were coming quickly from the other side of the street.
The entire street had been cleared in advance, but the windows of the rooms on both sides were open, and many people crowded in the windows to watch the excitement.
"Ryoma."
Chen Luo was shocked. The horses under the Divine Fire Army were horses with the blood of dragons. Their whole body was as red as fire. It was not the color of their hair, but rather fine scales, similar to fish scales, but red in color and defensive. The power is very amazing.
With such a horse alone, one hoof can kick a warrior in the outer realm to death. Coupled with the divine fire army on the dragon horse, even a single horse can fight against a grandmaster realm warrior.
Ryoma’s real name is Red Jiaoju.
There are a total of three hundred horses in the Divine Fire Army. Every time a horse dies, it will take a while to be replenished. It is extremely precious.
It can even be said that it is three points more precious than the cavalry of the Divine Fire Army on horses.
"As expected of a princess of a country, she is in charge of one-third of the military power of the Great Li Dynasty. The majesty of this trip alone is simply unimaginable."
Chen Luo was also a little envious for a moment. Comparing goods has to be thrown away, and people have to die to compare with others. Sometimes, the starting point of a person's background is the height that many people can only look up to after struggling all their lives.
Yun Feiyang, Tang Yanjing, Li Qi and others also subconsciously straightened their backs and looked a little nervous.
The relationship between the Yun family and the royal family was already a matter of Grandpa Yun Feiyang's generation.
The current Emperor of Dali is over a hundred years old, and he is also a strong master in the master realm. However, in the past few years, there have been frequent reports of his death, but he has survived until now.
Therefore, no one knows whether the current eldest princess Lu Lihuang still recognizes her original love?
Tap tap tap...
The four hooves of the red dragon colt landed on the ground, like a small earthquake, the ground shook, and the sound was like trampling on the human heart, forming a terrifying power.
Chen Luo's heart sank, sweat oozed from his forehead, and the terrifying momentum was completely eliminated as the Heaven-breaking Dao Divine Technique was running, and he was able to face the three hundred cavalry of the Divine Fire Army trotting forward.
Diewu next to her seemed like nothing had happened, she was just looking at the red dragon horse with envy, probably imagining how powerful and evil it would be if she could own one and wear the Lihuo Armor, even her own. Master and Madam, both have to look up to themselves.
It was at this time that Yun Zhonghe and Yun Qingyong, with the Yun family team of nearly a hundred people behind them, strode forward to greet them.
Yun Feiyang's expression changed slightly, but he did not speak to stop him.
Yun Zhonghe and the others clearly wanted to intercept Hu halfway and meet Lu Lihuang in advance to seize the opportunity, or even be the first to gain the upper hand.
In this way, Yun Feiyang would probably lose face in front of Lu Lihuang. Even if they could get Lu Lihuang's support for Yunwu, there would be almost no possibility for Yun Feiyang to turn around.
Chen Luo frowned. Yun Zhonghe and his group were really as disgusting as flies.
Even if they get Lu Lihuang's support as expected, they will still be able to disgust Yun Feiyang.
tread!
It was at this time that all the red dragon horses stopped.
Chen Luo's heart skipped a beat, and he felt a terrifying force coming towards him, almost suffocating him.
Yun Zhonghe, Yun Qingyong and others, who were the first to bear the brunt, had their hearts beating wildly and subconsciously stopped.
Tear, tear, tear...
The sound of tearing the air, piercing the space!
Like three red meteors, it shattered the space.
Three long spears suddenly plunged into the street in front of Yun Zhonghe, Yun Qingyong and others. The barrels of the spears swayed, and the terrifying wind with blazing heat swept across all directions.
"Stop!"
The cold voice was like eternal ice, trying to freeze people's souls. It formed a sharp contrast with the blazing red color.
Chen Luo's heart skipped a beat, the voice seemed familiar.
Although, that day, there was heavy rain, lightning and thunder, but the surprised voice was still clear to my ears.
Chen Luo lowered his head subconsciously to hide the brief panic in his eyes.
No matter how powerful the medicine of Sanbu Jianhun Powder is, after four or five days, he will definitely have woken up long ago.
Although he was wearing the Qianhuan Mask that day, Chen Luo still felt a little guilty subconsciously. After all, he couldn't hold back and touched those beautiful legs a few times.
Smooth and tight, without any flaws, it was even more perfect than the picture albums in his storage bag.
If he was recognized, he probably didn't know how he died.
"Old Yun Zhonghe of the Yun family..."
Yun Zhonghe's eyelids twitched wildly, he subconsciously took a few steps back, and then he shouted.
Many Yun family members who were following Yun Zhonghe were subconsciously frightened and then pushed forward by the people behind them.
"Tear, tear, tear..."
