The war ended.

On the dilapidated eaves, only Zhao Yun and Qing Yao were left, reflecting the light of the morning sun. It was truly a beautiful scenery. No matter where you looked at it, they were both talented and beautiful. The legendary match made in heaven might be how they were described.

"Thank you." Qing Yao smiled sweetly.

Today, if it weren't for Zhao Yun, the face of the City Lord's Mansion would probably have been completely ruined.

"No need to thank you. See you later."

Zhao Yun said with a smile, sheathed his sword, turned around and jumped off the eaves. The mission was completed and it was time to leave. Maybe he was seriously injured, or he didn't sleep last night, so he was so distracted that he couldn't stand firm when he landed.

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When he stood firm, a group of old guys surrounded him.

Everyone in the City Lord's Mansion is over fifty years old and in the Xuanyang realm.

Zhao Yun smiled and tried to leave but was blocked back.

The so-called blocking back means being blocked step by step to the edge of the wall. Although the elders were laughing, that kind of laughter was a bit scary in his eyes.

"The fruit is a bone surprise."

"Well, he is a good young practitioner, and the young lady has good taste."

"There's wedding wine."

The old guys were talking to each other, as if they were talking about cross talk, and sometimes they would reach out and pinch Zhao Yun's little arms and legs, as if they were studying the treasure.

"Seniors..."

Zhao Yun laughed dryly, having no way to retreat, and felt a chill all over his body.

"My predecessor is called Second Uncle."

"Little guy, don't be afraid, we are all good people."

"Well, everyone present is your second uncle."

This scene is quite eye-catching. A group of old and dishonest people surrounded Zhao Yun so tightly that he couldn't even walk or crawl out. He claimed to be a good person, but at first glance, he looked like a group of gangsters surrounding a primary school student. What's the point?

It's easy to negotiate the protection fee, he's nice and polite.

"It seems like there aren't many serious people in the City Lord's Mansion."

The onlookers spoke earnestly, and many of them had their hands on him. Especially the old guys, who even stroked their beards with profound meaning. Yan Tianfeng was the best guide! Basically, all of them had been on the battlefield with him and had a life-long friendship with him.

"A bunch of old guys, don't scare them."

Qingyao also jumped off the roof, knowing these old guys very well.

This word scare is used quite accurately.

Looking at Zhao Yun, he seemed to be so frightened that he didn't dare to breathe. Any of these elders, picked at random, were all in the Xuanyang realm, and the weakest ones were at the fifth level. If they weren't blowing, they would just surround him like this, even if they were trying to escape.

Unable to escape.

"See, the little girl feels distressed."

"Hey, before I even got through the door, my elbow turned outward."

"All these years of pain have been in vain."

The old guys sighed and started talking nonsense again.

"Don't talk nonsense."

Qingyao stamped her feet, her cheeks instantly turning red.

"Trouble, please give in."

Zhao Yun was quite motivated and was forced to squeeze out.

To be precise, he crawled out.

There is no way, there are too many people, it would be nice to be able to climb out.

"Where to go."

The two old guys stepped forward and grabbed one of his legs with one hand.

"I'm really in trouble."

"Don't make trouble, a spring night is worth a thousand pieces of gold."

"Go home, I want to go home."

The scene on the street was not only lively, but also more eye-catching than before.

Look at Zhao Yun, lying on the ground, pulling back and forth with his hands.

Of course, there was nothing to hang him up. His legs were being pulled by someone, and he was being pulled all the way. Looking from a distance, I thought he was pulling a dead dog!

"It's really not serious."

When the people on the street saw him, they all started talking. After all, he was the uncle of the city lord's family. He was being dragged along like a parade. Isn't it a bit too much?

But when I thought about it carefully, I felt relieved.

The elders were the calmest and couldn't help but recall the past. It seemed that Yan Tianfeng was invited back to the city lord's palace in the same way back then. He was exactly the same as this boy today. It looked like history was repeating itself.

Yan Tianfeng looked at it and couldn't help but let out a dry cough.

Back then, he had experienced something like this. Everyone in the Old City Lord's Mansion was extremely polite, and the way they invited people was also unique.

What can I say? It just hurts a little.

Now, seeing this scene again, he couldn't help but feel that time is like a knife. If his daughter and this boy really became a couple, then they would be so destined. The folk customs are like this, and the historical scenes are also amazingly similar.

"lay down."

The most maddening person was Qing Yao, who chased and scolded her all the way.

It also seems to be of no use.

The old guy in front has numb legs and feet, but he can still trot while holding someone.

"It hurts to look at it."

The street people coughed dryly. Being in such close contact with the earth and being pulled along all the way, the young master of the Zhao family's little arms were already worn to the point of becoming bald.

That's it, why is that thing still fluttering?

By the time he returned to the city lord's palace, Zhao Yun had fainted. He didn't know whether it was from injuries or wear and tear, or maybe he was too mentally exhausted and had truly collapsed from exhaustion.

No matter what, it still didn't work out.

Not only did he fail to leave, but he also lost a good reputation as the uncle of the city lord.

"This little girl is so cruel."

It was still the same attic, with a bunch of old guys grinning, and they were kicked out after they put down Zhao Yun. The bearded man had been picked off a lot by Qing Yao, and his hair was scratched even more like a chicken coop.

Yan Tianfeng is also here.

He was quite leisurely, sitting in the pavilion quietly drinking tea. From time to time he would glance sideways at Zhao Yun's room. He was quite satisfied with the little guy.

"How to deal with the people in the two cities."

The city manager smiled and said, is he still locked up in the dungeon at this moment? He definitely can't be killed. After all, he is the young city master, and the other two city masters will go crazy.

"Take money and redeem people."

Yan Tianfeng's words are easy to understand and strong enough, so just tie them up and do whatever they want! If they don't get a lot of blood, they won't be able to go home.

The city manager laughed dryly and said nothing more.

He still knows the city lord of his family, but he is not a good person.

In the room, Zhao Yun was sleeping soundly.

Apart from him, only Qing Yao was left, with one hand hanging in the air, nourishing his body with true energy, and would always take a peek at Zhao Yun inadvertently.

In her opinion, this boy is still amazing.

Whether it is talent or strength, it far exceeded her expectations. The person who was at the first level of the True Spirit Realm and could catch him, Green Lotus Song, and restrain the Canglang Young City Master, was definitely the first one in her memory, most likely the same person.

Invincible level.

The most important thing is that he is a really nice person.

After she stopped her hand, she called softly, but received no response. After confirming that Zhao Yun was sleeping, she reached out and touched Zhao Yun's face, wanting to take off his human skin mask and see what kind of honor he looked like under the mask.

She uncovered it.

And Zhao Yun's true appearance did not disappoint her. He was not an extremely handsome man, but he was quite handsome. There was a hint of coldness between his eyebrows, and an indescribable perseverance that seemed to be engraved in his soul.

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At this moment, the woman's love affair begins.

Her beautiful eyes were a little hazy and blurred, and she had a silly smile. If this acquaintance can be considered fate, then this moment is more of a kind of love.

Love! It’s a very strange thing.
To be continued...