Xiaowu?

Could it really be Xiao Wu?

Ling Tianyu also became excited like Wu Zhuanjiang.

A group of mighty light cavalry came ahead with stern expressions. A Bao Nian Xiang Chariot drove up the rear lane, seemingly slow. Beside the Bao Nian Xiang Chariot, there were many women standing on the left and right. The carriage was pulled by two giant lions.

, escorted all the way.

This kind of scene is extremely magnificent and shocking!

"Golden Lion Beast! The general-level mount of the Mad Lion Legion!"

"Oh my god! That's a level six beast!"

"Saint! Where is the saint?"

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The crowd was extremely excited and shocked. Unexpectedly, the person pulling the carriage was a sixth-level golden lion beast from the Mad Lion Legion. This was a beast ride that only generals and guards could ride on. Unexpectedly, they were treated as chariot slaves.

One can imagine how noble the saint's status is now.

Mu Xin's face was illuminated and she waved her jade hands.

Suddenly!

A breeze blew by, and the jade curtain on the carriage was blown up.

Suddenly!

Everyone's eyes were fixed on the inside of the carriage, and even Ling Tianyu's eyes expanded with excitement.

I saw a pure white figure sitting coldly and proudly on the carriage, with snow-like jade white hair scattered and hanging down, a swan-like neck, beautiful eyes as clear as lake water, and tight snow-white clothes, which outlined the curves of her body

The bumps on her face are regular, and the snow mounds on her chest stand proudly, and her posture is like that of Shuyuan Qiu. The warm sunshine is reflected on her pink and white face and arms, as if she is emitting a beautiful light, and she is sitting upright as if she is still, and everything is there.

It exudes nobility and elegance.

The only regret is that the lower half of the face in white clothes is covered by a white veil, so the complete face cannot be seen clearly. Even so, the otherworldly aura, like a fairy descending from the earth, shocked everyone's eyes. That mysterious

The hazy beauty is even more fascinating.

"Saint!"

"I see it! I finally see it! Saint! So beautiful!"

"Oh my god! What kind of saint is this? She should be a fairy!"

"Beautiful! So beautiful! If I could see the beauty of the saint, I would die without regrets!"

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Upon seeing the saint, the scene became even more heated, and the crowds on both sides of the street started to stir. The guards could only hold their spears horizontally and try their best to maintain order.

"Isn't it Xiao Wu?" Ling Tianyu looked disappointed, and felt a little irritated in his heart for no reason. He glanced at the roaring and shouting crowd around him, and involuntarily snorted in annoyance: "Tch! Isn't he still wearing a veil?

What’s so beautiful about this? Aren’t these people too vulgar?”

He was thinking depressedly and irritably, but when he thought about the extraordinary relationship between Mu Xin and the saint, Ling Tianyu became more curious about the saint, so he raised his head again and locked eyes with her.

The whole body was swept away, and the temperament was definitely not comparable to that of Mu Xin. Moreover, there seemed to be some strange aura about the saint, and she was obviously not an ordinary person.

When Ling Tianyu glanced at the eyes of the woman in white, looking at the aqua-blue pearl-like eyes, his heart suddenly suddenly turned blank, and his face was startled: "Why are these eyes so familiar? How come this feeling feels so familiar?"

Where have you seen it?”

Take a closer look!

Coincidentally, the woman in white also glanced towards Ling Tianyu intentionally or unintentionally.

Obviously, when their eyes met, the face of the woman in white trembled slightly. But when she saw that Ling Tianyu was an old man, this strange feeling seemed to fade away.

"Well? Was that an illusion just now? Why do I feel familiarity in her eyes? But this doesn't make sense. Is it possible that someone can still see through me with my current appearance as an old man?" Ling Tianyu wondered secretly, thinking in his mind

The faces of several women I had seen came to mind, and after careful analysis in my heart, it seemed that the feeling was becoming more and more familiar.

When he looked at the woman in white again, the familiar feeling coincided even more. His face was shocked again, and he lowered his face and thought: "Qian Rushi? This feeling really seems like it!"

"Master, I also feel that this woman is a bit familiar." Xiao Sheng suddenly said.

"You think the same as me, right?" Ling Tianyu asked.

"Yes." Xiao Sheng responded.

"Could that be her?" Ling Tianyu asked again.

"I'm not sure because her aura is so well concealed. But it's a bit strange. She can't feel any demonic or evil energy on her body. Maybe she's too sensitive, maybe not."

Little Saint said.

"Well, in short, this saint is not simple. She came to Qingwang City for no reason, even cured Emperor Qingtian's serious illness, and then was conferred the title of saint. How can I feel that it is not a simple thing? Is it possible?

What special purpose?" Ling Tianyu said secretly.

Can you not be worried? The woman named Qian Rushi whom I met before was in the company of monsters. Her abilities were weird and even difficult to see through. What's more important was that Qian Rushi still harbored a deep hatred for herself.

At the same time, as Mu Xin is his future wife's best friend, Ling Tianyu will naturally worry about Mu Xin's safety.

The Mu family and the royal family are closely connected. The woman in white was conferred the title of Saint, so she has a high status. Now she has a very close relationship with Mu Xin. It is expected that the forces of the Mu family will move closer to the Saint.

In this way, this woman in white can almost control the entire internal and external forces of the royal family.

After comprehensive analysis, the problem of this saint is very big. If it is really Qian Rushi, then the problem will be even more serious, and it is likely to cause chaos in the Six Kingdoms of Xizhou.

After all, as the leader of the Six Kingdoms, Daqing's stagnant forces are too powerful. If there is unrest in Daqing, there will definitely be chaos in Xizhou.

"That's right! The secret door headquarters!" Ling Tianyu suddenly remembered that Zang Peng specially reminded that if Ling Tianyu returns to the secret door headquarters, it may also involve the royal power of Daqing Kingdom.

"younger sister···"

Wu Zhuanjiang groaned softly, his eyes were filled with tears, his body was shaking, and he couldn't even control his mood. He stepped out of the crowd involuntarily.

Because of his instinctive movement skills, the guards who maintained order could not stop Wu Zhuanjiang.

Fierce!

Wu Zhuanjiang was already standing on the empty street.

"Brother Wu!" Ling Tianyu woke up in shock.

Roar! Roar!~~

Two ferocious golden lions roared angrily at Wu Zhuanjiang, who was blocking the way. The whole carriage couldn't help but stop, and there was a jolt.

Mu Xin was still waving her little hands, almost falling over and yelling.

"Who! How dare you stand in the way of the Saint!" A middle-aged man with a tall stature, wearing a battle armor, a sharp face, and a fierce aura shouted loudly, with a big sword already in his hand.

"Forehead···"

Wu Zhuanjiang suddenly woke up and realized that he had lost control of his emotions.

"It's so abominable! This girl almost fell into trouble! Who dares to be so bold! How dare you block the road!" An angry Mu Xin stood up from the carriage and cursed angrily.

But after being scolded by Mu Xin, Wu Zhuanjiang's emotions returned to Mu Xin, his lips trembled, and he looked at Mu Xin with tearful eyes, who had an angry look on his face.

Mu Xin also looked at Wu Zhuanjiang, but felt that this person was very strange. But for some reason, from Wu Zhuanjiang's alien and friendly eyes, Mu Xin's original anger was inexplicably suppressed.

Her pretty face moved and she looked at Wu Zhuanjiang, speechless.

"Who is that?"

"Is he crazy?"

"Yes! He must be a madman! He dares to intercept the way of the saint at this time!"

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The crowd started talking in astonishment, but they had to admire Wu Zhuanjiang's courage. A saint's patrol is like an emperor's patrol. Those who stand in the way definitely despise the emperor's power, but they can be killed in the street!

When the middle-aged man at the head saw Wu Zhuanjiang ignoring his scolding, he became furious. He glanced over with a sharp sword light and said, "Arrogant traitor! You should be killed!"

Phew!~~

The sharp sword light broke through the wind and struck with murderous intent.

This middle-aged man's cultivation level has definitely surpassed the Xuanying realm. If Wu Zhuanjiang was caught off guard, he would definitely not have a good result if he took a hard blow.

But Wu Zhuanjiang was already unconscious, and by the time he realized what he was doing, it was already too late.

This time!

The people around him widened their eyes in horror, and some even covered their eyes. In their minds, they thought of Wu Zhuanjiang being killed in the street, a fate that could not be looked upon directly.

Seeing it!

At this critical moment, a ghostly figure flashed over, dragged his hand across the Wu Zhuan River, and then disappeared mysteriously.

Bang!~~

The sword light fell to the ground, and broken bluestones shot out in all directions.

Everyone looked in shock and saw that Wu Zhuanjiang had already disappeared out of thin air.
To be continued...