Chapter 67 Chapter 79
Yan Qingcheng glanced at the other party, and saw that the four guards seemed to be different from the guard behind him who fell to the ground and couldn't get up for a long time. They had different temperaments and different directions. They should be two groups of people.

The four guards who opened the way were dressed in low-key and restrained manners, but concealed a fierceness. They were also polite and courteous to the people, and they did not forcefully drive them away. Wherever the four went, the people consciously retreated.

Yan Qingcheng suddenly became curious about the visitor, and stood there quietly looking ahead.

Then, after the four guards, there was a team of nine cavalry, 30 people in the rear, guarding a black Anhua Chengyu in the middle, gold foil Miaolong, Wenhu Fushi, the dragon head held the pearl, and the phoenix stood horizontally. A guard of honor with four black dragon horses came slowly.

It seemed that all the common people on the street knew who was coming. Wherever the guard of honor passed by, everyone stood respectfully with their heads bowed, their faces pious and serene. Obviously, the common people respected the people in the car very much.

This battle was almost comparable to the emperor's trip. Although there were obvious differences in number and color, judging from the majesty emanating from the guard of honor, that man was definitely a big man who could influence the imperial capital.

"Girl, girl, why are you still standing there? Hurry up and don't get in the way of His Royal Highness." An old man in the crowd saw Yan Qingcheng still standing in the middle of the road, and kindly reminded her.

Grandson of the emperor!
Yan Qingcheng's hair blew up, didn't he!
Taiyuanjia Road is a bit narrow, you can run into it wherever you go.

No, no, no, she must not be bumped into by that black-bellied guy Chu Yuanheng in the street, she has no intention of messing with that guy now.

Just as she was about to move her feet and turn around to run away, the guard who got up from the ground behind her had already got up from the ground and grabbed Yan Qingcheng's hand tightly.

Yan Qingcheng turned around subconsciously, and was about to kick the salty pig's hand angrily, when suddenly, there was a chaotic sound of horseshoes from the other side of the street behind him, and thick smoke billowed in.

The guard who grabbed Yan Qingcheng immediately pulled Yan Qingcheng to the knees. Yan Qingcheng had never kneeled before anyone in this world, yet someone dared to drag her to the knees.

She raised her foot and kicked the opponent's claws away, and then took advantage of the moment when the opponent's knee fell to the ground, quickly stepped on the opponent's hand and the sole of the foot, and crushed it slowly back and forth.

The other party gritted his teeth in pain, raised his head and stared at Yan Qingcheng fiercely, Yan Qingcheng pretended to be fine, and then stood against the crowd with the little monster in his arms.

The guard hurriedly withdrew his red and swollen fingers, and yelled in pain. He guessed that he had screwed up his wayfinding, so he didn't dare to make a big noise. Seeing the horse's hooves approaching, he hurriedly bowed his head and knelt on the ground respectfully.

Chu Yuanheng looked at Yan Qingcheng's neat appearance of calculating others, subconsciously hooked the corner of his mouth, thinking that he should stay away from Yan Qingcheng's soles in the future.

When the horse team passed by the guards, the leading man in Chinese clothes sat high in the carved Yule saddle on the back of a tall red horse, glanced contemptuously at the guards, his eyes glanced at Yan Qingcheng's face, and then the group went straight ahead not far away The emperor's grandson left with a guard of honor.

Yan Qingcheng watched the deafening sound of the cavalry's iron cavalry smashing and judged that this group of horses and horses must not be less than two hundred horses, and the horses were riding black iron with hoofs and iron armor guarding the horses. Armored long spear, one can tell that it was born in a regular army.

Yan Qingcheng originally wanted to take the opportunity to slip away, but seeing the battle between the two sides, it seemed that a good show was about to be staged, so he stood curiously among the crowd and prepared to watch the show.

"Wrap me up!"

(End of this chapter)

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