Seeing that Yang Huang didn't speak, Nangong Lu thought that he couldn't bear such a fact, and hurriedly shook him, "Please slow down first, I know that you are used to being the young sect leader in the semi-immortal world, and such a change in status and identity is a bit uncomfortable.
Get used to it, but this is reality..."
"I'm fine, I'm fine, I'm just a little surprised." Yang Huang came back to his senses and smiled, "Uncle, what does this mean? I don't know how to do anything else. I can just accept the situation as it comes."
"That's good! That's good!" Nangong Lu said with relief.
"By the way, uncle!" Yang Huang asked the question he had been holding back for a long time, "Do you know a person named Miao Crocodile?"
"Miao Crocodile? I've never heard of him. What does he do?" Nangong Lu looked confused.
Yang Huang shook his head: "I don't know either, I just want to know if you know my uncle."
"I've never heard of it. He must not be from our Washington mansion, nor from any Daming mansion, because among the 108 famous mansions, not one of them has the surname Miao." Nangong Lu said.
Yang Huang was unwilling to give in. Just when he was about to ask more questions, the sound of wheels suddenly came from outside the long street.
"诱辘! 诱辘!"
Yang Huang hurriedly turned around and saw a large, ornately decorated and spacious car, speeding toward Washington.
"Huh?" Yang Huang couldn't help but open his eyes wide and looked at the car curiously.
The carriage itself was no different from the ordinary carriages in the Endless Sea and the Semi-immortal Realm, and the one pulling it was also the first horse! But when it got closer, Yang Huang discovered that it was not a real horse, but a horse with the same weapon as the Kaitian Huawei Sacred Artifact.
Horse made of materials.
Although it is not a real horse, it moves its hooves like an ordinary horse and gallops with the carriage.
"How can the horse run?" Yang Huang asked curiously.
It has been a while since he came to the martial arts world, and he finally saw an endless sea, something that could not be seen in the semi-immortal world.
"That's the Liufeng Horse Weapon." Nangong Lu looked worried and lowered his head hurriedly, "It's a person with the surname Hua... Hurry, lower your head quickly."
Yang Huang lowered his head as he was told, but couldn't help but asked curiously: "Liu Feng Horse Weapon, what is that?"
"I don't know either, I just heard people call it that." Nangong Lu lowered his hands tremblingly, lowering his head even lower, "Don't talk! Remember, when you see people with the surname Hua in the future,
We must not make any sound, and we must stand respectfully with our hands down. We must not speak before they speak..."
At this point, Nangong Lu didn't dare to say any more, because the Liufeng Horse had already pulled the carriage to the outside of Washington DC and stopped not far in front of the two of them.
Although he followed Nangong Lu's instructions and stood solemnly with his head bowed, Yang Huang couldn't help but quietly raise his eyes and glance at the car secretly.
At the very front of the carriage roof, there was a palm-sized gold disc standing prominently, with the Chinese character "华" (华) with flying dragons and phoenixes engraved on it.
This kind of logo is also found on the waist badges of Nangongjiu and his son. It seems to be the emblem of Washington.
"Squeak!"
The door on one side of the carriage opened, Yang Huang hurriedly lowered his eyes, and then a foot wearing a gold-embroidered boot came into view.
The foot swayed twice on the carriage, as if trying to shake something on it, but in the end nothing came out.
"The haunting thing!"
A frivolous curse came out, and the feet finally landed. Yang Huang could see that the owner of the golden boots was wearing bright yellow clothes and looked gorgeous and noble.
Yang Huang wanted to look up and see what the owner of the boots looked like, but after thinking about it, he endured it. He could feel that Nangong Lu beside him was trembling slightly.
"There are two slaves here, just in time!" At this time, the frivolous voice came again. Then, Yang Huang saw those magnificent boots and walked towards the two of them.
"Boy, come here and wipe the soles of my shoes clean. I think I stepped on dog poop just now. It stinks!" A frivolous voice sounded in front of Yang Huang, seeming to be saying to Yang Huang.
"What?" Yang Huang was stunned, and his heart couldn't help but feel angry. Someone actually made such a request to him. He raised his head and looked at the person in front of him.
I saw that he was a young man in his twenties, gorgeously dressed, with a square head and a plump face, with raised corners of his mouth and a frivolous smile all over his face.
The most eye-catching thing is that on his shoulder, there is a badge with the same pattern as the divine symbol on the carriage roof. The gold medal body shines brightly and dazzlingly in the sun.
"Come here and wipe the dog shit off the soles of my shoes. Why are you so stunned?" The young man raised his right foot with side eyes and his tone was unquestionable.
the soles of his feet,
Sure enough, it was stained with a dark, smelly stuff. Even if it wasn't dog poop, it wasn't anything good.
Yang Huang could only feel disgust in his heart. Just as he was thinking about how to deal with it, Nangong Lu, who was beside him, suddenly rushed out, knelt down in front of the young man's feet, grabbed his sleeves, and carefully wiped the soles of his shoes.
"Wipe it carefully. If I find something dirty, I will let you lick it clean with your tongue, you know?" The young man seemed to enjoy it and said with a smile.
"Yes!" Nangong Lu said with lowered eyebrows and a respectful look.
After he wiped the soles of the shoes clean, the young man put down his feet with satisfaction and said, "There seems to be some stains on the floor in the carriage. Please go wipe it by the way."
"Yes!" Nangong Lu hurried away again.
After a while, the carriage was cleaned up, but Nangong Lu's sleeves were covered with black stuff. However, he still looked down and walked up to the young man and said carefully: "Hua
Mr. Tian, it’s ready!”
"Very good! Who is this kid? Why does he look unfamiliar?" The young man glanced at Yang Huang and asked casually, his tone full of disdain.
"Reporting to Mr. Hua Tian, he is my great-nephew. He just arrived today and the guard refused to let him in..." Nangong Lu said carefully.
"So that's it! For the sake of your good performance just now, come in with me." Na Hua Tian turned around and jumped into the carriage and said.
Nangong Lu was overjoyed and quickly pushed Yang Huang, bowing and saying, "Thank you, Mr. Hua Tian."
The carriage has already rolled into Washington.
Because Hua Tian had something to say first, the guards didn't dare to stop them and just let Yang Huang and Nangong Lu in.
Inside the gate is a large square, paved with thick stone slabs. It seems to be a place for holding grand sacrifices and gathering people and horses.
Pulled by the flowing wind horse, the carriage quickly moved away, heading towards the second largest gate at the end of the square, leaving Yang Huang and the two behind.
"That guy's name is Hua Tian? He's so arrogant!" Yang Huang looked around and said angrily when there was no one around.
"Shh! Not only is he a descendant of the Hua surname, but he is also a guard of the One Star Mansion. Don't talk nonsense!" Nangong Lu was startled and almost covered Yang Huang's mouth.
"One-star palace guard? Isn't it amazing?" Yang Huang asked curiously.