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"It's possible." Lin Hao shouldered the two men and walked toward the carriage. "Help handle, Feng Shui turns. It's our turn to be a coachman to carry people."

Except for the one who hit the window when he fell down, none of them was hurt. He was just timid and wanted to do bad things. After he fainted, he could sleep soundly. When Lin Hao threw one of them into the carriage, the other side was still snoring and drooling comfortably, so he felt comfortable.

As the night was cold, Lin Hao and Yu Wenhu picked up some dry food and drove to the road, humming a little song and blowing the wind, all the way to cloud studios.

On the way, Lin Hao specially looked at the terrain. There was no village in front of him and no shop behind him. It was half a day away from cloud studios, but he was in a desolate grove. If the people on the carriage were unprepared, they would suffer a disaster.

Fortunately, he was robbed and then left in the forest. At least he kept his name. Unfortunately, he was killed by cutting his throat. When the corpse was buried in the forest, no one would care if it was so bright.

Without the goods they carried, there was only one carriage, which was faster than before. At dawn, they had reached the gate of cloud studios.

It was exactly the same as Lin Hao when he left. The city gate was not only built with a huge suspension bridge, but also surrounded by deep water. It was filled with oily Wood spikes, which smelled like lard.

Seeing Lin Hao's carriage approaching, the people on the city gate didn't even give a warning, so they pulled the bow and aimed at their direction.

With such close defense and even killing without warning, cloud Studios is no longer a small foreign trade city, but a wartime fortress and the most peripheral defense line.

"Xu --" Yu Wenhu pulled the reins and let the carriage stop outside * * while Lin Hao took out the documents and waved them in the air, shouting to the people on the wall: "we are passing merchants. Here are the documents for customs clearance at that time!"

The people on the wall of the city did not move, and their bows and arrows were still aimed at them.

One of the scouts took out something like a telescope and looked at Lin Hao from a distance. Then he made a long and distant whistle.

Finally, the bow and arrow were put away, and the huge suspension bridge was slowly put down, and fell heavily on the * *, which aroused dust all over the place.

Ma Yu Hao pulls the other party's foot and urges the other party to move again.

As soon as he got in, before the soldiers had surrounded him, a famous young general in light armor came and looked at Lin Hao up and down.

"Why?" Lin Hao put his sleeves and looked at each other with a smile, "can't I be so famous, or even have fans?"

The other party was obviously stunned, immediately took off the heavy helmet, and told Lin Hao excitedly: "Mr. Lin, it's me! When the demons and beasts were in turmoil and the gate couldn't be put down, it was Mr. Lin who helped us! "

When he thought of something, he held out his hand with great regret, and then said, "it's a pity that you have to brush your clothes, but we've been looking for you for a long time, and we haven't given you the honor you deserve."