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At the gate of Yincheng City where the wind and snow were shattering, a fierce horse scattered the crowd and rushed in early in the morning.

At first, it may be a bit abrupt, especially those practitioners from all walks of life who have heard of the name of Fengxue Silver City as the sword and sword meeting, which has been heard for a long time, do not understand this situation. However, when the people in the streets in the city see the figures on the horse's back, they

Under many surprised gazes, he was extremely conscious and moved away from the distance.

The horse galloped.

The street in front was divided like a river. With only a moment of effort, the middle of this street leading to the city lord's mansion had a clear view at the end.

Countless respectful gazes were watching the horse leave.

The fierce horse, like the wind, ran to the end of the palace walls, and the man jumped down, and then the normally closed gate of the palace city slowly opened, and the figure wearing a green feathered cloak on the horse's back entered the deep city.

Fengxue Yincheng is the old capital of the Great Yan Empire ten years ago. The city lord's mansion, which was famous all over the world with the name of the city lord Luo Changfeng, is located within these numerous palace walls...

This is where Princess Ningxue grew up in the Great Yan Empire in the past.

This is now the mansion of the Lord of Fengxue Yin City.

After the man in green feathered clothes appeared, the two guards in front of the mansion who were dressed in the same clothes were greeted by each other, and then they entered the mansion with a familiarity.

Yan Lingwei has been in groups since its establishment decades ago. After Luo Changfeng took over ten years ago, he has not changed his internal organization. Normally, members of each group are connected with the corresponding commander, if there is an emergency.

The situation can be reported directly to the leader Yuwen Valve after this section.

The Yuwen Valve outside the Meilin Courtyard received a secret letter from the Yan Lingwei member and frowned slightly. After instructing the Lingwei to retreat and rest, the Yuwen Valve, who was honored as his uncle by Luo Changfeng, entered the Meilin Courtyard with his hands behind his back.

"Uncle Yuwen is here."

A red dress appeared among the white snow and red plums.

Everyone knows that there is a black-clothed and white-haired city lord Luo City, and a peerless city lord in red.

Compared with ten years ago, An Hongdou, who likes to wear red clothes and has no modification, undoubtedly has more mature charm and less tenderness and shyness. His every move inadvertently reveals the beauty of five points of heroic spirit and five points of charm, making the white snow red in the world

All plums are fading.

White snow is lost to heroic spirit.

Red plums lose to gorgeousness.

The leader of Yan Lingwei, Yuwen's clan and Luo Ling, were sworn brothers and sisters. It is no exaggeration for Luo Changfeng to call him Uncle Yuwen according to his seniority. Although An Hongdou had never passed the Luo family, he had been with Luo Changfeng day and night for ten years.

Everyone in this mansion knew her feelings well.

So whether in Yan Lingwei's eyes or in the eyes of millions of people in Fengxue Yincheng, Luo Changfeng is the lord of this city, and in a red dress, he is the lord of this city lord's mother.

Yuwen's tribute was bowed: "Miss Mother."

An Hongdou hurriedly stepped forward to support him and smiled and said, "Uncle Yuwen doesn't have to be polite. If that guy sees him, he will say that I am disrespectful to my elders. Hongdou can't wash it even if he jumps into the Bishui River."

Yuwen's clan had already treated Luo Changfeng as his nephew from the bottom of his heart. Otherwise, he would not have concealed Luo Changfeng's identity as his nephew for the first time when he met.

He was extremely pleased to be able to see his brother's son become famous all over the world with his own eyes.

As for the lifelong affairs of his nephew, although Yuwen's family was inclined to his own princess, after ten years of getting along, the woman in red was so strict that she could not find any problems.

Not to mention other things, the name of Fengxue Silver City has been well-known all over the world for ten years. Whether it is the millions of people in the city or the outside world, they respect the city lord who rarely appears in the legend. The truth is unknown to outsiders, but the Yuwen family is

Clearly.

Apart from the fact that the sword on the banks of the Wei River had defeated more than 70 foreign masters a few years ago, the results of the nephew were really taken by his nephew, and all the management and management of Fengxue Yincheng in Fengxue and Yan Lingwei were ordered to restrain the foreigners.

All of this niece-in-law's hard work and contributions are great.

The real lord of Fengxue Silver City is actually the red-clothed person in front of him.

It was An Hongdou who carefully managed the name of Fengxue Yincheng, and it was the name of Luo Changfeng Luo City that was respected by everyone.

Yuwen Vale knew very well that this point alone was beyond Princess Ningxue's reach. Whenever she thought about this, she had to sigh in her heart that the princess's blessings were thin and shallow.

When An Hongdou saw that Yuwen's lord seemed to be thinking, she said with concern: "Did Uncle Yuwen have something to discuss?"

Yuwen Valve calmed his wandering mind and took out a secret letter and handed it out: "Lingwei came to report that the Thirteenth child entered Hangu Pass yesterday and disappeared early this morning."

“Disappeared?”

"Yes, it's like evaporating from the world."

An Hongdou held the secret letter and pondered.

The two of them walked around Meilin and entered the hall.

Yuwen Vale stood up with his hands behind his back and said, "Last night, the child had friction with a middle-aged scholar. He must have suffered some minor injuries. Together with him, there were two others."

An Hongdou asked, "Have you ever known each other?"

Yuwen Val shook his head: "A little girl, a little monk."

"Who is the middle-aged scholar?"

"After exploring, I found out that it was the student of the academy in the past. Because Bodhihua fell and the academy was destroyed, I held a grudge against Changfeng."

"Can that person be found?"

"I have ordered the Eagle Group to search!"

An Hongdou personally served tea: "Uncle Yuwen thought what?"

Yuwen Vale sat down and said, "In my opinion, I don't think it was done by the scholar."

An Hongdou was silent for a moment: "Since you dare not kill yourself in the inn, you must be quite concerned about Fengxue Yincheng, and you will not be able to return!"

Yuwen's family said again: "Although Thirteenth child has become famous at a young age, he has lived in Tibing Mountain for many years and rarely went out of the valley. He has no complaints with the people in the world in the past and has no grudges recently, and no one else has the motivation to rob him."

An Hongdou said to himself: "It seems that he is targeting me, Fengxue Yincheng."

Yuwen's clever words said: "What I worry most about is the alien race!"

An Hongdou's heart was slightly tight.

The invasion of alien races over the past ten years.

Only Jiange disciples and Fengxue Yincheng in the world have a decisive attitude, and Jiange is just a sword-holding disciple who has gone down the mountain to experience unfairness. Compared with Fengxue Yincheng, it has less tit-for-tat to the alien race.

If you say that the people who hate Fengxue Silver City the most today are the alien race!

Thinking of this, An Hongdou stood up and bowed to Yuwen's house to bow to him.

Yuwen's valet quickly got up and returned the gift.

"The investigation of Thirteen's disappearance will be handed over to my niece-in-law. The sword will be held soon. All things in this city need to be done with Uncle Yuwen."

...

Only An Hongdou was left in the hall.

After thinking about Liu Shisan's disappearance, she felt that she would hide it from Luo Changfeng for the time being.

Back then, she could not imagine what kind of burden the people with destiny were carrying. She only knew that the troubled times and the great times were often in a single thought.

She is a little girl.

She could not share the burden of the people for him.

All she could do was to let him have no worries.

"Old clan."

An Hongdou called out lightly, and a gust of wind and snow rushed into the hall.

A man walked in the wind and snow, with white hair and hunched over.

"girl."

The old man called the clan elder was the slave sent by the family behind An Hongdou to protect his safety. Unlike Yan Lingwei, he also obeyed the orders.

An Hongdou picked up his pen and wrote a secret letter.

The seal was intact, and the marks unique to Fengxue Silver City were stamped on the clan's old man and said, "Show this letter to Miss Mo of Tianji Pavilion."