C10 Returning Home with Clothes and Brocade and Meeting with the Imperial Advisor Again

Although the shock was short, it shocked Huyan Changfeng's whole body and mind. It had really broadened his horizons once. It was truly an ancient saying of a heaven above the heavens and a man above others.

The ten great spirit witches with Lingshan Sect truly lived up to their reputation. Although he had only seen one of them, he could imagine that the remaining nine would not be inferior to them. Wu Xian's power and illusion had deeply engraved themselves in Huyan Changfeng's mind. However, the thing that he couldn't forget was the monster with two heads and a body full of yellow hair.

In his mind, he always felt that there was a special sort of intimacy between him and the two-headed beast, as well as an unusual sense of brotherhood.

This time, Black Wind Ridge should be the time to save his life after their third encounter.

The first time was a coincidental meeting between Huyan Changfeng and eating feces that Huyan Changfeng was embarrassed to mention. Although it was annoying, it made him lose his hunger. The second time was when he fainted.

While thinking about it, Huyan Changfeng had an extravagant hope of seeing it again.

"Dao leader, we've entered the stronghold. May I know which street your house is on?"

The short question calmed Huyan Changfeng down from his thoughts.

The horse carriage stopped at the entrance of the village. In front of him stood Taoist, who had replaced the butler. Although he was not as lively as Taoist, he was still a loyal person. Although they didn't talk much along the way, they were still quite good at it.

"You've never been to our stronghold, so it's hard for you to remember the way. Let me guide you!"

As Huyan Changfeng spoke, he jumped down from the carriage and walked beside the coachman.

"That won't do, you have to sit on the carriage, this is Le Fengdao's usual practice."

Taoist directly stood in front of Huyan Changfeng, giving a very standard gesture of invitation.

"We're almost home, do we still need to listen to your rules?"

Huyan Changfeng stopped walking and felt a bit depressed.

"Indeed, unless you leave our sight, you will not be able to roam freely. As long as we are by your side, we will listen to the words of our followers. This is Le Fengdao's rule and it's for your safety. "

"It's right in front of my house, what other dangers can there be?"

"We don't know if it's dangerous, but we have to."

As Taoist said this, he pushed Huyan Changfeng to the side of the horse carriage and pointed at the seat.

"This is not restricting my freedom!"

Huyan Changfeng sat down and shouted angrily.

"Dao Lord, why don't we talk about how we're going?"

Taoist bowed and stood up. He gave another deep bow and waited respectfully.

"Fifty steps to the left and then to the right. I'll tell you guys again, I can't explain it in one or two sentences, you won't be able to remember it either."

Huyan Changfeng breathed heavily in indignation.

Taoist nodded with a smile and directly walked to the coachman's side, pointing at the drawing and explaining. He didn't know if the coachman really understood, but the carriage began to move forward.

It wasn't that Huyan Changfeng didn't want to talk about it on purpose, it was indeed that the layout of the village was excellent enough.

The Huyan Village's layout was a vast Eight Trigrams City. According to the name of the gossip, the house is called Qian house, Ji house, Li house, Zhen house, Kun house, Gen house, Xi house and writing house, each house is connected by four main streets and eight straight paths respectively. The center of the stronghold was the stronghold's hall, which was the place where the entire stronghold had decided to celebrate with their ancestors. The first ring of the inner ring was the main street, which was actually the surroundings of the main hall of the stronghold. It was the Qian Residence, where the clan head and the Head of the clan resided; the second ring was the Kun Residence, where the virtuous and respectable lived; and the third ring was divided evenly between the Ji Residence and the Li Residence, where the highest skilled craftsmen lived.

And Huyan Changfeng's family lived in the outer ring street's four residences, belonging to the extremely lowly people of the village. In addition to the corvette laborers, the security of the entire stronghold had to be protected.

When Huyan Changfeng's magnificent carriage entered the outer ring street and entered the small alley, the entire street was completely empty. There wasn't even an old man who passed by. This caused him, who was wholeheartedly trying to show off, to suddenly feel greatly disappointed.

A few days ago, when Huyan Changfeng left the village, under the contemptuous gaze of the crowd, he walked out of this street in a sad manner, wearing a borrowed linen robe. Today, under the admiration and shock of the neighbors and the chief, they had originally wanted to show off their might, but now they directly rode past. He had never thought that he would be so lonely. He hadn't even seen a child watching the show.

Just as he was feeling extremely disappointed.

Suddenly, a middle-aged man rushed out of the alley, shouting as he ran.

"Hurry up and put out the fire, the stronghold's hall is on fire."

He ran like a madman, not bothering to look at the people in the carriages.

Because of his words, Huyan Changfeng became very interested. Fighting the fire was one aspect, and the most important part was that when there were many people, he could display his might.

Thinking of this, he stood on the horse.

"Quick, turn around and go straight to the camp hall. We also need to go save the fire."

With a loud and clear voice, he rearranged the robes on his body. He wanted to present the best of his abilities to everyone. Especially to let all the Patriarchs and Patriarchs see Huyan Changfeng's ability and the excellence of his skills.

Inside the courtyard of the hall, the flames were blazing high into the sky. The shadows of people were moving about, but there was no sign of anyone fighting against the fire.

The Patriarch and the two Patriarchs were tied up by all sorts of things as they stood on top of the stage.

Although all the Huyan clansmen who were surrounding him had a worried expression, none of them were able to stand up and speak. Those originally highly respected elders had now all shrunk back into the crowd, not a single one of them was able to pacify their beard and talk big.

Although Huyan Changfeng's carriage had arrived at the main hall, it was impossible for him to enter. Not only was he unable to enter, there wasn't even someone looking back. This made him feel slightly disappointed.

"Father in Huyan Village, listen up, I am the teacher of the Shushi Nation, Di Jun. This place has already been expropriated, it is used as a place to defend against the invasion of foreign enemies. You can either evacuate to another place or temporarily stay in the periphery and do whatever is within your capabilities to help the soldiers, and can also be considered to have contributed to Shushi. "

There was a thick accent, but it sounded familiar.

Huyan Changfeng thought about it quietly for a long time. However, he couldn't recall hearing it before, but the familiar feeling was very clear.

"Dao Lord, do you want to directly urge the horse to enter?"

Taoist seemed to have guessed Huyan Changfeng's thoughts, but he stood in front of the carriage with a smile. With a respectful expression, he bent down and waited for his reply.

"With so many people, can we enter?"

Although Huyan Changfeng had heard about the power of Le Fengdao, but he had never seen the quintessence of Taoist. Huyan Changfeng even had some doubts.

"As long as Dao leader is willing, Le Fengdao can do it."

Taoist said in a sincere but firm tone.

"Don't worry, I'll take a look first."

Huyan Changfeng waved his hand, signaling Taoist to wait for a moment.

He needed to confirm who in the crowd was talking and what the situation was. When he finished speaking, he also stood up, standing directly at the edge of the carriage and anxiously looking in.

The person standing in the center of the room was none other than the middle-aged man in leather armor who had stepped on his face. He was mighty, but his eyes were filled with nothing as they scanned the surrounding crowd.

This scene made him turn pale with fright. Anger filled his heart in an instant.

"Mama Di, it's him again."

With an uncontrollable curse, Huyan Changfeng jumped down from the carriage seat and pointed forward with an ominous glint in his eyes.

"I have to think of a way to directly reach the central region. Today, I will test Le Fengdao's power."

As he spoke in a low voice, his brows were tightly knitted together.

"Don't worry, Dao leader. There is no need to think of any way. We can directly go inside."

Taoist continued to smile as he turned around and waved his arms at the back of the crowd.

In Huyan Changfeng's eyes, it was like he was performing as a juggler, and there was nothing good about it at all. However, just as he was shaking his head and thinking, the shadows of Wu Dingping's arms slowly moved to the sides, creating a path that could easily fit a carriage.

At this moment.

The moment all the heads shook, they all turned around in an uproar. It was surprisingly orderly like this.

Oh!

"It's Changfeng, it's Changfeng …"

Ah!

"It's that little rascal Huyan, it's him …"

Astonishment was everywhere. The passage that Taoist had originally opened up was now more spacious and spacious. The scene inside was getting clearer and clearer.

On the platform, the Head of the Guards was stunned. The Head of the Guards was surprised.

Standing below with his hands behind his back, the middle-aged man in leather armor was completely stunned. He was at a loss for words.

Everyone who was staring at him was flabbergasted and astonished. There was even a hint of disbelief mixed in their eyes.

"Please enter."

Taoist shouted.

Creak creak.

The moment a soul-shaking sound rang out, Huyan Changfeng's legs slightly opened up as he quietly stood on top of the carriage. The custom-made brocade robe was lightly caressed by the gentle breeze, not moving at all. It set off his tall stature and did his best to display a feeling of elegance. Under the gentle rays of the sun, the white, clean, yet angular face was filled with a beaming expression.

At this moment, Huyan Changfeng's mind was completely blank. The only thing he could do was to constantly enjoy all the gazes and gazes that landed on his face. He had no time to think about what to do next.

Only when the carriage stopped in front of the middle-aged man in leather armor under the command of Taoist did Huyan Changfeng wake up a little.

He widened his eyes and glared at the middle-aged man. However, under Taoist and the coachman's introductions, he slowly stood three steps away from the middle-aged man.