Dao Xiaoying and Jun Wuxuan were crowded in the crowd, looking longingly at the knights in golden clothes looking at each other from a distance outside the city gate.
"I can't believe that His Highness the King of Qin is so popular with the people." Dao Xiaoying was only nineteen years old. Although he was born into a prince, he was kicked out of his family as soon as he could remember. He didn't hear much about the heroic deeds of the previous generation, and the people did not know much about them.
She only regarded the stories that came to her as entertainment, and was not very interested in a deceased person.
Later, the legend of Sikou Wuxie came out, and as a girl, she had no respect for Wanqi Shengxin. However, this morning when she heard Xue Shen himself say that the ghost-faced Hades was His Highness the King of Qin, she was a little confused.
When she saw King Qin without a mask, she was even more shocked. With such an alluring appearance, he couldn't look like an old man in his forties. He was clearly a high-spirited young man.
Of course, as usual, ESR talked about the time he stayed on the Xuanbingxueyu bed, because he didn't want people to think that he looked too old in front of Pluto, a man of the same age.
Dao Xiaoying understood why Hyacinth decided not to marry him, but she also didn't understand why she agreed to the marriage. She had no affection for Emperor Sikohan before, and even seemed to avoid him.
Along with the news of King Qin's return, the news spread like wildfire that the nine princesses of the late emperor had married with His Majesty the Khan of the Great Return Khanate. If these two pieces of news were separated, both His Highness King Qin and Princess Fengchen would be
Revered by everyone.
They will think that one is the god of war who returns to save the common people, and the other is the princess who marries to protect the family and the country. They are both heroes of the dynasty.
However, these two news happened to be spread out at the same time, and the hero naturally became one, His Highness King Qin. However, Feng Chen was despised by others, because as the princess of His Highness, he shamelessly and violated
The great emperor of the dynasty ran away...
"Yeah, why does he always make people follow him to death? That's great." Jun Wuxuan lowered his eyes and said with emotion.
The third brother Jun Wujue back then and the princess Fengchen now seemed to be separated by just one glance for ten thousand years, which made him a little jealous.
"You seem to be a little unhappy when you say this. Why, you don't mean what you say?" Seeing that he was rarely so serious, Dao Xiaoying couldn't help but joke.
Jun Wuxuan raised his head and looked at the large group of golden-armored cavalry approaching the city gate, pursed his lips and said nothing.
"Why don't you talk?" The man who liked to talk back in Hualian Tower was too silent. Dao Xiaoying felt bored and touched his shoulder again and said: "Honestly, I thought you heard that Ninth Princess and Dagui Khan
After hearing the news about the emperor's departure, some action will be taken, at least, the mood will be a little more excited, and they will clamor to pursue him back."
The two of them learned about this as soon as they went out. Dao Xiaoying has been wondering about the calmness of the people around him. Didn't he come to the imperial city tirelessly just for Feng Chen? He was still jumping anxiously in the Hualian Building this morning, but now he seems to be
It's like nothing happened, it's really weird.
"Even if that's true, I can't keep her if I find her." Jun Wuxuan said, a little bitter and self-deprecating.
Seeing him like this, Dao Xiaoying's chest felt a little tight, and he frowned and said, "How do you know you can't keep him? Is it because the third master is not confident?"
Obviously, he is such a confident and arrogant man, but he looks so helpless. Fengchen must be really important to him.
"Didn't you take poison? I can't take you with me, right?"
"Isn't that a reason? Why don't you take me with you?" Dao Xiaoying almost blurted out, not used to his disdainful look.
Jun Wuxuan did not answer any more, but shook his head slightly, noncommittal.
But at this time, the crowd around them was boiling, and the cheers that drowned out the other ones suppressed the two people's desire to talk, so they looked at each other and smiled in tacit understanding, as if something was suddenly touched, very subtle.
Feel.
Well, it's as if the noise around them has nothing to do with them, and each other's smiles are so beautiful and natural.
Dao Xiaoying was still dressed in men's clothing, with a delicate and heroic look. This smile was a little more gentle, and the slightly upturned corners of his mouth were playful, which became extremely vivid in his eyes.
Jun Wuxuan also had a smile on her face. He was already a handsome and handsome young man. When he smiled, there was a hint of sunshine between his eyebrows, giving him the masculine spirit that she yearned for.
They looked at each other and blushed.
It wasn't until the crowd bumped into Dao Xiaoying that the two of them were shocked and lost their minds. They looked away awkwardly and looked at the man who was leading the cavalry at the city gate.
Wearing black armor, covered with the same dull fur cloak, and a snow-white war horse with a bright bridle, the reborn God of War accepted the reverence and welcome of everyone with such majestic appearance. Even standing under the city, the guards at the top of the city were stunned.
She looked humble and weak in front of him.
The heavy black helmet showed a chilling luster under the bright sun. Most of his stern and perfect face was covered up, leaving only a pair of deep black eyes. There was a shocking mysterious attraction, a touch of alienation and coldness, and a deep feeling.
The deep charm, but the innate nobility of that person makes people dare not look directly at him, as if to look at him one more time would be to blaspheme the god in his heart.
No matter what time it is, his blood count is always coquettish. Even in front of a charming man like Wanqi Shengxin, he can't be ignored. The bright red armor with gold ornaments is particularly dazzling among a group of black armored cavalry.
Her silver hair was scattered randomly and dancing wildly in the wind, which was extremely beautiful.
The two of them walking side by side were a feast for the eyes. Their peerless elegance made the Seven Swordsmen beside them seem ordinary. Although he was also a rare dragon, horse and phoenix chick, his expressionless and cold face was not comparable to the bloody and enchanting one.
Outstanding, not even close to Wanqi Shengxin's enchanting charm.
Seeing that King Qin's team arrived at the city gate, the guards guarding the city finally waited for the order from the prince in the palace at a loss. The leader gave the order, and the heavy city gate slowly lowered, and the thick iron chains were stained with rust.
It made a dull sound and soon blocked everyone's sight.
The guards looked down at the cavalry outside the city. Even though they knew that as long as the city gate was closed, the imperial city would be impregnable, they still felt frightened when they encountered the cold gaze of Seven Swords.
It wasn't that the Seven Swords had more power than King Qin. The guards were afraid of him. It was because of the strong murderous intent and hatred in his eyes. The bloodthirsty light seemed to break through the body at any time and cut them into pieces.
"Whoever comes from the city dares to openly bring people into the city. You know that the laws of our dynasty do not allow it..."
Before the commander on the city tower finished speaking, everyone in the city expressed their dissatisfaction when they saw him closing the city gate and shutting out the God of War. Many people shouted "Your Highness, King Qin" and began to push the guards' spears and began to move up the city tower.