Entering the city and following the map to search for the horse

This is not what Ding Ling is willing to see.

Fortunately, this did not happen.

Ding Ling didn't think about it anymore, but discussed with Zhao Yun the issues of "broadcasting skills" and "Linghuang Breathing Method" along the way.

Overall.

It’s all Ding Ling who teaches and guides.

Zhao Yun is studying.

He envied Ding Ling's talent more than once, especially when he was studying hard while he was struggling, Ding Ling was enjoying the scenery leisurely.

This contrast is even stronger!

While his confidence was hit, a high fighting spirit also quietly emerged!

Even if you are not as good as Ding Ling, you still have to strive to be the second best in the world!!

And we must work hard to avoid being dumped by Ding Ling!

Ding Ling's progress is too fast.

Zhao Yun was really worried that one day he would not even see Ding Ling's back.

...

This day.

The two finally arrived outside the ancient city of Luoyang.

Ding Ling looked at him carefully.

I saw that the walls of the ancient city were almost as high, wide and thick as the limit of a city!

From the outside, it is extremely majestic and magnificent!

As far away, looking at the city, you can feel a profound and vicissitudes of history coming towards you!

This kind of gas.

There is no ordinary ancient city at all.

There is no doubt.

The aura of this ancient city was raised by human emperors, peerless heroes, and extraordinary elites!

Reading good books can nourish your energy!

The same is true for the ancient city. With a group of talents in it, we can naturally slowly ‘carve’ our own differences!

It sounds incredible, but in this world, as far as it seems, it is true.

"This is Luoyang City!"

Zhao Yun sighed, shocked:

"I have heard of Luoyang's extraordinary powers for a long time. I saw it today, and it turns out to be so."

"Let's go."

Ding Ling smiled.

The two fought side by side along the way, chatting and having a deeper relationship.

At each other's request.

Both of them said names to each other.

Let’s stop talking about Brother Zhao and Brother Ding, that seems too strange.

Of course, this is private.

If Ding Ling was a general in front of everyone, Zhao Yun would still call Ding Ling a general.

Da da!

Walking on horseback.

Queue into the city.

It was discovered that the general guarding the gate was blatantly accepting bribes.

If you give money, go to the city.

Those who do not pay will be repatriated or bombarded.

Ding Ling gave Zhao Yun some money.

Although Zhao Yun felt ashamed of the corruption of the royal capital, he was weak and powerless, so he could only go with the flow.

Entering the ancient city.

Ding Ling looked at Zhao Yun and saw that he was a little depressed. He understood what he was thinking, but he did not comfort him. Many things were not useful just for comfort and needed to figure them out by himself.

"Fortunately, my geography skills are up."

After Ding Ling entered Luoyang City.

After walking around, I almost didn't feel dizzy.

It is because Luoyang City is very huge and has complex geographical conditions, so it is common for people who are not familiar with this place to enter rashly and get lost.

Ding Ling activated his maximum geography skill, compared with the rough map given by Tong Yuan, followed the map and searched the east of the city.

Go eastward.

The more dilapidated the house is.

But this is convenient for both of them to act.

No need to worry about offending others for no reason.

In the center of the city, there will be some generals and officials in the west of the city from time to time, all of whom are majestic, and the guard of honor they travel with are generally more than dozens of people!

There are also people who cannot avoid being beaten to death.

Ding Ling saw one with his own eyes.

How long has it been?

What happened like this tragic thing?

Ding Ling doesn’t know whether he is lucky or unfortunate?

When you enter the ancient city of Luoyang, you will see such a bloody thing.

But he did not choose to help at this time, and even pulled Zhao Yun away.

He saw the flagpole floating on the team that was hitting people, with a big word written on it:

"Guo!"

The surname Guo is still so unscrupulous and careless about human life.

Only Guo Si is here!

Ding Ling can't afford to provoke such a big shot at present, and he is even more unwilling to provoke him.

Zhao Yun's face became more and more ugly.

It was not until he rode his horse, and he was in front of a dilapidated mansion that Zhao Yun's expression returned to normal.

"The Palace."

Ding Ling looked up at the two words on the plaque.

After carefully comparing the map and confirming that it is correct, he went forward and knocked on the door.

Dongdong!

Not long.

There was a sound of footsteps coming from inside, click!

The door opens!

A young man with a thin body, a clean face, and a sword hanging on his waist showed his figure.

He looked at Ding Ling, Zhao Yun and said with a vigilant look on his face:

"Who are you looking for?"

"I'll look for Master Wang."

Ding Ling bowed his hand to greet him, showing kindness, and took out a letter and said:

"This is the letter from the Gun God of Penglai Mountain, and he asked me to hand it over to Master Wang."

"oh?"

The boy's eyes lit up slightly, and the vigilance on his face quietly faded a little. He took the letter, but did not look through it, but said to Ding Ling and the others:
To be continued...