The capital of clouds and the world is located on the river, staying in the misty world of clouds and mist.
Han Feng walked into Yunchen Capital with three junior guards from the Xuanjian Division, and then he truly felt the charm of Yunchen Capital.
Tall buildings abound, with their tops submerged in low-hanging white clouds.
Below are pedestrians and vendors wearing long shirts and short coats.
It is bustling and does not seem crowded at all in the spacious streets.
Han Feng felt relaxed as he listened to the melodious cries that echoed in his ears. He smiled and asked Jiang Xiaohu beside him:
"Xiaohu, how far is it from the Xuanjian Division in Yunchen City?"
When Jiang Xiaohu was talking to his idol, he was still a little nervous. He pointed forward and said:
"Sir, over there is the gate of our Xuanjian Division."
As Jiang Xiaohu pointed in the direction, he saw a tall gateway to an independent street. Behind the portal were three tall wooden buildings that fit the style of Yunchen City and connected to the clouds and mist.
Han Feng was farsighted, but his brows were furrowed.
Looking from afar, there was a commotion at the gate of Yunchendu Xuanjian Division.
"Is that the entrance to the Hanging Sword Division?"
Han Feng asked in a cold voice.
Jiang Xiaohu also didn’t expect that there would be so much noise at the door of his house, and he was a little confused:
"probably…"
"Go over and have a look."
Han Feng walked over with the three of them.
Walk to the tall portal of the Hanging Sword Division.
A smiling man in white robes was leading two black-robed envoys and dozens of Xuanjian Division guards in black and white uniforms to guard the entrance of the Yunchen City branch.
A group of arrogant warriors in brilliant attire gathered around the door, placing a pure black coffin at the door of the Hanging Sword Division branch.
This group of arrogant and arrogant warriors blocked the entrance of Xuanjian Division and made noisy noises, blocking the road, attracting people in the city to watch.
A middle-aged man wearing thick velvet brocade with sinister eyebrows leaned over the black coffin board and cried loudly:
"My son! You died so miserably. These court hawks and dogs are looking down upon human life! As a father, I must seek justice for you!"
Following the cries of the sinister middle-aged man, dozens of arrogant warriors who surrounded the gate of the Hanging Sword Division began to shout and curse:
"Xuanjian Sicao is looking for human life. He killed my young master. He will pay for his life! He will pay for his life for his life!"
"That's right!! The Hanging Sword Division must hand over the person!"
…
This group of warriors are all burly men with bulging muscles, pumping their fists and shouting with menacing momentum.
It looks like they are officers and soldiers...Xuanjian Division has become a gangster...
Han Feng led Jiang Xiaohu and the others closer.
Seeing this scene, Jiang Xiaohu was about to rush forward, but Han Feng grabbed his shoulder and stopped him from moving.
Jiang Xiaohu turned his head and looked at Han Feng. Han Feng's expression was as usual and he said calmly:
"Don't worry, let's take a look."
Following Han Feng's words, the three of them followed Han Feng and quietly watched.
And amidst the yelling and scolding of this group of arrogant warriors, the white-robed man at the gate of Yunchen Duxuan Sword Division still looked calm and calm while holding the sword:
"Second Master Xiao, I have already explained to you that your young master is arrogant and domineering, oppressing good people, and even intends to kill him. Our Xuanjian Division also killed him because of his resistance during the sanction process. This matter
…You can’t blame us.”
"Can't you complain!? Why can't you complain?"
This Mr. Xiao pointed his finger at the smiling face and held the sword, loudly saying:
"My son is only twenty-eight years old this year! He is still a child! Even if there are many things wrong with him, he should be educated by me as a father himself. What's more, he is just playful by nature and teases ordinary people.
He is just a commoner, but you people from the Xuanjian Division killed him on the spot without saying a word. Do you want to deceive me, the Xiao family, and provoke the face of His Highness Prince Qi?"
While Mr. Xiao was speaking, the warriors surrounding the gate of Xuanjian Division all echoed in unison, with such ferocity that they seemed to possess some moral truth.
A cold light flashed in his eyes as he held the sword with a smile. He also kept a smile on his face and hugged his elbows.
"The Xuanjian Division has no intention of provoking the Xiao family, but it does not allow anyone to provoke Li Guo's laws. If you come to block my Xuanjian Division, you are crossing the line."
The smile on the lips of the man holding the sword did not diminish, but his voice became colder and harsher, and he stared at the Xiao family warriors in front of him.
Invisible pressure enveloped them, and the arrogant warriors just fell silent.
After all, the Xuanjian Division represents the imperial court. If you come to provoke someone like this, it is reasonable to say that it could lead to evil.
Mr. Xiao's eyes flashed with ferocity, he pointed at the white robe and held the sword and cursed:
"Liu Minghua, don't think you are anything. To put it bluntly, you are just a dog of the imperial court! I have already repaired the book to His Highness Prince Qi. If you don't hand over the murderer, I will make the entire Xuanjian Division in Yunchen City suffer.
Walk!"
Speaking of this, it was just a slap in Xuan Jian Si's face. The smiling man named Liu Minghua held the sword without changing his smile, but the cold look in his eyes became stronger and stronger.
"Oh? I want to see why Mr. Xiao makes me walk around without eating?"
A subtle atmosphere is brewing at the entrance of the Hanging Sword Division.
At this time, another middle-aged man wrapped in a long-sleeved robe came out surrounded by more than a dozen warriors:
"Hey~ Liu Zhijian, please don't be angry. Although Mr. Xiao's words are a bit excessive, considering the new loss of the Xiao family's young master, it is understandable that he made a gaffe~"
This new middle-aged man was holding a folding fan, and he was still pretending to fan himself in the middle of winter. He looked nondescript.
But anyone with a discerning eye can understand at a glance that this man is restrained and has a deep expression. Compared with Mr. Xiao, who speaks rudely and does not know how to advance or retreat, he is a more difficult character to deal with.
Feng Ning introduced in a low voice behind Han Feng: "This is Feng Bo, the head of the Feng family in the city. His reputation is as bad as that of the Xiao family."
Han Feng kept his eyes on this person and felt a slightly familiar evil feeling.
Liu Minghua, who was standing at the door of the Hanging Sword Division, looked at the man with a hundred thoughts in his mind and turned into a smile, and slowly said:
"So the head of the Feng family is here. Why, the Feng family also wants to seek justice for Young Master Xiao?"
"Hahaha, Liu Zhijian is joking," a seemingly generous smile flashed across the face of the Feng family leader, and he closed the folding fan in his hand, "I am here to mediate and arbitrate for both parties."
Liu Minghua raised his eyebrows:
"I wonder how the Feng family leader wants to arbitrate?"
"It's simple, it's just a murder to pay for life. If the Xiao family owner died of his son, wouldn't it be appropriate for the Xuanjian Division to pay compensation to the Xiao family owner? After that, the Xiao family owner would apologize to Liu Zhijian again, and the matter would be revealed, and everyone would be happy ~
"
As the head of the Feng family spoke, he walked to Mr. Xiao who was holding the coffin, patted Mr. Xiao on the shoulder and asked:
"What do you think, Mr. Xiao?"
Mr. Xiao's eyes were full of anger, and he raised his head and faced Liu Minghua and all the guards of the Hanging Sword Division:
"No matter what, the murderer must die!"
The head of the Feng family looked at Liu Minghua again and asked with a smile:
"What do you think of Liu Zhijian?"
Seeing these two people colluding together, Liu Minghua also felt troubled.
Just as he was thinking about countermeasures, Han Feng's voice came from the crowd:
"Let me see, Master Feng should leave quickly with this Mr. Xiao. If I run, I'm afraid I won't be able to help but beat you both until your faces are bloody."
The sudden arrogance attracted the attention of everyone present. Shi Shiran, dressed in a feather-original cloak, walked out of the crowd with a relaxed look on his face.
The three junior guards also trotted back to the group of guards at the entrance of the Hanging Sword Division.
Liu Minghua, as the sword bearer of the Xuanjian Division branch in Yunchen City, knew about Han Feng's transfer. Liu Minghua, who had seen Han Feng's portrait, felt inexplicably relieved when he saw Han Feng appear.
However, Feng and Xiao did not know Han Feng at all.
The head of the Feng family was a serious man. He waved the folding fan lightly in his hand and remained silent.
Another Mr. Xiao immediately started yelling: "Where did you come from? I, the Xiao family, still need you to comment on our affairs?"
Han Feng's expression darkened, and his restrained aura surged out. Mingyu's true energy and Zhou Liu's eight powers were superimposed, filling the scene.
The Jinghai knife was unsheathed and inserted into the ground in front of him.
"The Xiao family is really smart... Han Feng, the sword holder of the Xuanjian Division, is now the head of the Xuanjian Division in Yunchendu."
As he spoke, Han Feng stared at Feng Xiao and Feng Xiao, used the "Emperor's Qi Reading Technique" to guide their minds, and shouted coldly:
"Are you really deceiving me that the swords of the Xuanjian Division are not sharp enough?"
At this time, Han Feng, who was blessed with the "Emperor's Qi Watching Technique", looked like a hundred-meter-tall giant in the eyes of everyone nearby, overlooking the earth from the sky.