The two of them were walking on the flat royal road. It was already past midnight. The bustling road that should have been bustling with traffic now seemed very desolate. There were only a few people on the broad road.
Along the way, although I saw a lot of pedestrians and merchants, compared with yesterday, not only were there fewer Jianghu people and martial arts people on the road, but there was not even a group of soldiers with bright armor.
There are many shops on both sides of the avenue, and there are branch roads between the lanes, crisscrossing each other.
There were fewer and fewer pedestrians on the road. At some point, there were only two people left on the royal road.
Huanwen looked around and sighed softly: "They have tried their best to deal with you. With such a heavy siege, you are the only one in the world who can deal with it calmly and calmly."
Ranyi said calmly: "Aren't you afraid?"
Her beautiful eyes glanced over his body, and her body suddenly tilted, her delicate body seemed to be completely leaning on Anyan's body, she put her mouth to his ear, and said softly: "As long as Huanyuan can be with the young master, Even if you face thousands of troops, you will never be afraid!"
It was a sweet word, but she said it with anger and admiration. She listened casually but also felt a wave of emotion in her heart. She was just confused and fascinated...
After taking a deep look, Huan Huan had already taken a few steps away from him, with a bit of playfulness on her face, and smiled sweetly in return.
At this time, the expression on Ran Ran's face changed slightly. It was neither displeasure nor dissatisfaction, and there was no joy at all. It was just a bit indescribable complexity.
Perhaps because of the time spent together, Huanwan now has a certain understanding of arbitrary temperaments and temperaments, so that she can always control them just right and skillfully.
The two people now are really like a man and woman in love...
Manqingyuan has arrived.
The doorman was a burly man, dressed in gorgeous clothes and very well-dressed. When he saw the two people approaching, he was first shocked by Huanwan's beauty, then he suddenly woke up, and when he looked at Anyan, he immediately broke out in a cold sweat.
He was already accused of killing, and after last night's massacre of Jing Nian Chan Monastery, he was now labeled as a "devil" by various figures and forces.
Seeing this "big devil" standing in front of him, the big man suddenly felt a little weak and seemed to be unable to stand. He opened his mouth, but he couldn't even speak.
Fortunately, Ran Ran didn't even look at him, he just passed by him and walked straight in.
After the two of them walked into the gate, more than a dozen groups of guests suddenly appeared at each intersection, each group containing at least ten people. They had been waiting for a long time, and now was the time for them to enter.
After the two stepped onto the main entrance, the luxury and magnificence of Manqingyuan came into view.
Whether it is tables, chairs, doors, windows, or railing handrails, they are all made of high-quality wood. Even the aisles are paved with solid wood, and the furnishings can be described as "elegant, simple, exquisite and beautiful."
Ran Ran couldn't help but laugh and said: "It's obviously a brothel, why do you still practice such elegant people's manners?"
Huanwan looked left and right and responded casually: "Sir, which building are we going to?"
As soon as they finished asking, a dashing and handsome young man came to the corner of the corridor and looked at them in astonishment. He is eight feet tall, not tall and thin, with a straight back. He is dressed as a scribe.
"You...you're really here?!"
Looking at him randomly, he smiled and said, "Can't I come?"
Song Shidao responded with a bitter smile and looked at the person in front of him, as if he didn't know what to say for a moment. After a long time, he sighed and said slowly: "Brother Ren's courage is beyond my reach."
Huanwan let out a "thump". Of course she knew what Song Shidao was thinking about now. Everyone in Manqing Court thought that he came here to seek death. !
"Dare you ask the girl her name!"
"婠婠!"
Song Shidao glanced at Huanwan who stunned him, and then saw the jade in the woman's hand. He turned around and sighed again: "The wing where Shidao is located is upstairs. Brother Ren, would you like to come up with me and talk about it?"
He nodded casually and said, "Okay!"
Song Shidao bowed slightly to Huanwan and saluted, then turned around and led the way.
The three of them stepped onto the stairs...
"Actually, I never thought that Brother Ren would come to the appointment, so I was so surprised when we first met." After a pause, Song Shidao continued: "Brother Ren, did you really kill the entire Jing Nian Temple?"
Randomly said: "Yes!"
Song Shidao asked in surprise: "Because of He's Bi?"
He shook his head arbitrarily and said: "It has nothing to do with He's Bi. Even without He's Bi, I would have slaughtered the temple. It just happened that I did the two things at the same time."
Song Shidao smiled bitterly again and said: "Brother Ren, do you know that your actions have offended the entire Buddhist sect? Let's not say that the Buddhist sect will come looking for you in the future, but now that Brother Ren is with his family's jade, and he is carrying the secret of Yang Gong's treasure house, the entire city of Luoyang is It moves because of you alone.”
Ranyi smiled and said, "You don't need to worry about my affairs yet."
"You...oh!"
Looking at the man who was shaking his head and sighing, Huan Huan asked curiously: "Don't you, the Song family, not want to get the jade and the treasure house?"
Song Shidao cupped his fists and said, "To be fair to Miss Huanwen, our Song family has a strict order that no one of the Song family's children is allowed to covet the 'Miao Yun' magic sword."
Hearing this, Huanwan looked very surprised. She couldn't help but wonder: Did the Song family already know that the Tianjun of more than two hundred years ago would one day reappear in the world?
This conjecture is actually not far from the truth.
Back then, Mu Qingliu, the sage of the Demon Sect, met Song Beifeng, the ancestor of the Song family, in Jiankang. The two talked about the "Tianjun"'s will, and Mu Qingliu told Song Beifeng about the "two-hundred-year agreement".
However, after Song Beifeng heard about it at that time, he didn't know whether it was true or not, so he only left the ancestral instruction: "The children of the Song family must never covet the 'Miaoyun' magic sword."
Walking to the door of a room, Song Shidao opened the door and said, "Brother Ren, Miss Huanhan, please come!"
There was nothing special about the furnishings in the wing, but there was already one person in the room.
"Second brother, you...you...how could you bring such a person back?"
The person who spoke was a young woman. Although she looked young, she was dressed in goose-yellow casual clothes. She had no makeup on her pretty face and wore a silk belt around her waist. She already had a slender and graceful figure.
She doesn't have the frail and fragile beauty that makes a beautiful woman. Instead, she has a different kind of strength and attractiveness. Coupled with a bit of unruly flavor, she actually shows the cuteness of a girl.
Song Shidao smiled apologetically at the two of them, turned around and scolded: "Yuzhi, Brother Ren is my guest." It sounded like a reproach, but his words were full of endearment.
Ranran asked: "Are you Song Yuzhi?"
Song Yuzhi glared at him fiercely with a pair of wild eyes, turned away, and ignored him at all.
Song Shidao smiled awkwardly and said: "My little sister usually likes to play a little bit, I hope Brother Ren won't blame me."
Hearing what his brother said, Song Yuzhi seemed a little angry and said, "Second brother, why are you so submissive to this person?"
