Another day that can show off and have a good harvest.

Marco Polo and Storm Dragon King were very active in their current job and came to the post early.

"Brother Dragon King, the people who knew you yesterday did not do anything to you!"

"What kind of ferocious gods! We are all brothers, and it is normal for this to be among the demons!"

"No! I think they are going to beat you!"

"Ahem... Stop talking about this! When I came back yesterday, you disappeared, and then I didn't see you all night. What were you doing?"

"Well...."

Marco Polo's face changed slightly in an instant, and his expression seemed a little unnatural.

I was a little stuck in my speech.

Although the Dragon King in front of you is also a good brother.

But if he betrays Xiao Ming, he shouldn't pay attention to him in the future!

"Hehe...I...yes! I'm going to Wanhualou to have fun!"

Because the Storm Dragon King always mentions Wanhualou in front of him.

Marco Polo blurted out his mouth with a sudden inspiration.

"Damn! You bastard! You're lucky!"

"Hmm? Brother Dragon King, what does this mean?"

"Do you know that your fellow villager came yesterday, and it was the consul you mentioned. My dragon was a little scared when he saw that momentum. If you were there, tsk tsk tsk..."

"What? Lord Miledi... No, I want to take a leave!"

Marco Polo's face changed drastically.

I can't show up in public.

If Miledi sees himself.

The consequences are unimaginable.

It will definitely tear yourself into one by one.

"You're so panicked. She's now entering the city. You're the safest at the gate! Besides, you're the bald image now, haha..."

"That's right! She must be attending the National Fair in Chang'an and will not leave the city easily. The city gate is the safest and safest!"

Marco Polo just calmed down.

The next moment.

It seems like a slap in the face.

Suddenly, a powerful sword aura swept towards him.

"Be careful with Polo!"

"Shield of Wind and Thunder!"

"boom!"

Fortunately, the Storm Dragon King reacted quickly and put a shield on Marco Polo in time.

But even so, one person and one dragon are still in fear.

Because the wind and thunder shield was shattered with just one blow.

"Who! Who is so bold!"

"Dare to attack the city guards and seek death!"

The sudden attack made the entire city gate nervous.

Looking around.

Three people came.

The leader was wearing the unique armor of Japan and a ghost-faced helmet on his head. He couldn't see his face clearly. He was full of murderous aura and was laughing strangely at Marco Polo.

“Hehehehehehehehehehehe..."

"Gurl!"

"Polo, when did you mess with such a big shot? Why do I feel like he was coming to you? Those who come will not disperse!"

"Ah? Brother Dragon King, how could I know! You have to help me!"

Marco Polo was so panicked.

Always be cautious when doing your own things.

To put it bluntly, it’s just a coward!

How dare you offend such a strong person?

"I want to help you, but I'm not sure!"

"Or otherwise, we will run into the city. This is the Tang Dynasty, they..."

The momentum emitted by the ghost-faced warrior in front of him was even a feeling of palpitations even for the Storm Dragon King.

Just as one person and one dragon develops the intention to retreat.

When you are about to run away and scatter.

The companion of the ghost-faced warrior, a blue-haired warrior, and a witch with a giant eagle standing on her shoulders, spoke one after another.

"Ghost Gang, just a minion guarding the city. Why are you so excited? This is the Tang Dynasty. It's better to restrain yourself!"

"Yes! Don't be impulsive. We are here to eliminate the remnants of the blood clan this time. Have you forgotten what Sister Atong said before her death?"

“Atung…”

The ghost-faced warrior seemed to be trapped in memory, his voice a little sad.

That's right!

We must first help Ah Tung take revenge.

Find Xu Fu who escaped and kill all the remnants of the blood clan.

Don't worry about your own grudges.

Besides, you can't let this bastard die too easily!

Thinking of this, the murderous aura emitted by the ghost-faced warrior was restrained.

Put away your sword, take the two of you around you, and slowly head towards the city gate.

"Damn it! Brother Dragon King, they are here, my legs are weak and I can't run away!"

"Stay calm! His murderous intent has been taken away. We are now officials of the Tang Dynasty. It seems that he still dares not take action!"

"I really can't remember when I offended this person..."

“……”

The three of them soon arrived at the city gate.

Marco Polo's legs were already shaking.

The Storm Dragon King also forced himself to calm down.

"Who are you, why, why are you going into the city? Why did you wave your sword to us just now?"

The ghost-faced warrior glanced at Marco Polo with his eyes squinted, and his gaze seemed to be looking at a dead person.

"We are the Japanese envoys to attend the National Fair. As for wielding the knife, just think I'm bored!"

The Storm Dragon King secretly curled his lips.

boring?

Who believes so much!

The situation just now, the resentment and hatred, wished to chop Polo into pieces.

If it weren't for the Chang'an City Gate.

Polo probably will be gone now.

"What? Don't let us in?"

"No! Please come in!"

Marco Polo and the Storm Dragon King wished that the people in front of him would disappear immediately.

Where can I stop it?

I just regret that the other party is walking slowly.

"Polo! It seems you have to be careful. This man just looked back at you, full of murderous intent!"
To be continued...