Lord Lan

Chapter 81
half?Su Julan raised her eyebrows slightly, and her heart moved, "Who produced the refined medicinal materials?"

"Of course you pay, we have no money!" Yi Shanfeng interjected.

Su Julan's face immediately turned cold, "Then I am losing money?"

Yi Shanfeng stared at her with a livid face, "Where is the loss? Although the third-level elixir is made of precious herbs, a low-quality Shixiang Huisheng Pill can be sold for thousands of gold coins, which is worth hundreds of dollars. Doubling it! Besides, refining the pill doesn’t need to consume youth and time? Refining the pill doesn’t need to consume physical and mental energy? Do you know that the value of an alchemist is higher than that of an army?!”

"Well, I really don't know—" Su Julan replied calmly and truthfully.

"..." Yi Shanfeng was really speechless.

Su Julan smiled slightly and said, "Okay, tell the housekeeper what medicinal materials you need, and he can buy them. But I have another request, let's start with the medicine of the femme fatale!"

"Okay." Zhou Botong immediately agreed.

It is also very important for her to quickly replenish the mental power consumed by the grandmaster!
From the steps of the palace gate, the red carpet stretches all the way to the end of the north of the city - the coronation platform!The high platform is four feet high, four feet long, and four feet wide. There are brass palace lanterns embedded on the edge of the stage, and a black iron fan with two people's height is erected in the center of the stage. There is a huge snake hundreds of feet long in the rolling room.

A well-crafted hollow chair is placed upright in front of the iron fan.

Along the road, every shop put festive items and wine, food and sweets at the door of the shop to present to the city people. Both sides of the red carpet were full of cheering people. At this moment, Bai Chicheng was immersed in deep excitement and carnival.

When Su Julan walked out of the gate of the palace, the carriage pulled by Pei Yi and the three horses had already parked outside the gate and waited for a long time.Twenty well-equipped guards also stood behind the car.

She walked to the front of the carriage, hitched a ride with her right hand, jumped neatly into the carriage compartment, and leaned against the inner wall.

"Let's go!" Pei Yi shouted, and the carriage rattled out of the avenue in front of the palace and turned into a side street, avoiding the avenue paved with red carpet.But Pei Yi didn't expect that today this nameless street is also crowded with people, crowded and very lively.

Standing on the shaft of the carriage, Pei Yi saw that the end of the head could not be seen, frowned slightly, and ordered in a deep voice to the guard driving the carriage: "Change the road."

But at this moment, the crowd suddenly shouted at them: "It's Princess Lan's carriage... Princess Lan has arrived!"

"Hurry up, today is the day for the coronation of the princess, don't delay the auspicious time. Everyone, make way for the princess!" Several old people shouted loudly in the crowd, and the cheering crowd scattered on the street immediately shouted The two sides moved away, "Princess Jin An! Princess Jin An!" The voices shouted together.

Seeing that the people of Bai Chicheng respected Su Julan so much, Pei Yi couldn't help but feel a surge of enthusiasm in his heart, it really is a talented person from generation to generation.He stood on the shaft of the chariot, arched his hands and kept saluting to the people on both sides, and then drove towards the north of the city amidst cheers.

Su Julan was sitting in the carriage, moving the slender fingers of her hand slowly, and suddenly felt a chill like a snake crawling up her cervical spine. She stretched out her hand to pick up the half corner of the curtain, and looked out, her eyes pierced through the cheering common people , looking straight at the man in blue standing on the roof in the distance——Yu Cuiwei!

He was still wearing that strange outfit, his complexion was still pale, and there were blue fire patterns all over his forehead, but the other exposed skin, neck and palms, were tightly wrapped with black cloth strips.

He just messed up his long blue hair, not braided or braided, let it loose like that, dancing wildly, then stared at her contemptuously, with a sneer in the corner of his mouth.

Su Julan looked up at him, from a distance, looked at his slightly gesturing lips, and seemed to hear him say: "The best show is yet to come."

Then I will wait and see.

Su Julan smiled and put down the curtain slowly.

Originally, she never thought that the coronation ceremony could be completed in a safe and beautiful manner today, so she took it easy in the face of Yu Cuiwei's provocation.

Reaching out her hand to find a few pieces of pastries from the drawer in the dark, she bit them between her teeth and lips, then leaned over and fell straight to sleep on the soft couch, her hands turned slowly, squeezing the air in the car into the air between her palms, circling into balls.

She knew: In this area where the mountains are high and the emperor is far away, there are too many sects secretly stationed. Over the years, Wang Ming has fought secretly for the land, and now it has formed a state of mutual restraint and balance, like a calm and harmonious lake, and she and Bai Chicheng's Rise, that is, the rain that fell from the sky will definitely disturb the lake and re-cut the situation.There are war kings like King Su sitting on the coronation platform, and few people have the guts to set up an ambush there. If they really want to stop them, they can only do it on the road between the palace and the coronation platform.

When the carriage was rolling smoke and dust past the weeping willows by the bridge, many thin leaves were blowing gently in the wind, slowly drifting towards them——

Pei Yi immediately moved the carriage towards the less crowded alleyway, his eyes sank, his hands were slowly spread by his sides, and the twenty guards immediately put on their guard.

Those fluttering thin leaves fell into the air, stopped suddenly, accelerated instantly and turned into sharp knives and pierced towards them like pear blossoms in a rainstorm, all aiming at the carriage.

Pei Yi pinched the formula and shouted, bang bang bang, countless earth shields broke through the ground and rose to attack these sharp blades, but the fine leaf blades with passwords rained, and they continued to chase.Some of the guards guarding the carriage drew their knives and waved their swords, broke through a path with fighting spirit, and drove the carriage forward at an accelerated speed.

"Want to escape?" someone in the dark sneered, and suddenly found that someone among the guards drew a bow towards his hiding place and shot an arrow. The man reached out to catch it contemptuously, but found that the arrow turned in midair Quickly circled behind him, piercing his heart with an arrow!
Suddenly, a body fell from a willow tree by the bridge.

Pei Yi looked at Shao Zuxu who was shooting the arrow, nodded slightly, and then shouted to the surroundings: "I didn't expect so many sects to come? It's a pity that we only go all the way, and whichever sect is the most powerful will go directly. And soiled our hands!"

"Where is the Liuzong a low-level gang?" The fellow clan member who had died with his companion just now couldn't hold back, suddenly protruded from the bark of each tree, and stared at Pei Yi with grinning teeth.

But immediately after, there was another majestic voice sneering: "Hey, the trash who was stabbed to death with an arrow just now, isn't it from your descendant?"

"Liexiong! If our Liuzong is trash, then the people who lost to our more than 100 Mozong back then are not trash among trash?" A middle-aged man pointed angrily at the person hiding in the shadow, and the wind sword in his hand quickly Flying there, a dozen men in black jumped out of the shadows.

Among them was a middle-aged man with a short beard and thick black hair. He melted the wind swords with his fists, raised his head and said sarcastically: "You are talking about the past, and you still have the nerve to talk about what happened five or six years ago? If you want to talk about it, talk about it now." , with your mere 1000-strong rogue sect, how dare you yell at our Mo sect now?"

(End of this chapter)