Both sides of the street are lined with firewood and vegetable stalls from vendors and farmers from various places. Here, cloth, silk, fruits, hoes and utensils, and even donkeys, horses, pigs and sheep are all objects of trade.
The voices of bargaining were noisy.
A donkey cart carrying hay passed by Wang Junlin, as if he was afraid of missing the opportunity to make a fortune.
The endless long street is crowded with people, and it looks like a prosperous and prosperous time. It is worthy of being near the capital.
Wang Junlin looked calm and rode his blood-maned horse slowly through the crowds of people who were busy buying and selling.
The woman on the horse was naturally Nie Xiaoyu. According to the consensus reached by Wang Junlin and Nie Xiaoyu, Nie Xiaoyu's energy was hard-won and he would save it as much as possible in the future, so he directly entered a dormant state along the way, except for his eyes.
Except for the normal operation of her brain, everything else stopped immediately and asked Wang Junlin to take her away.
The reason why he did not ride in a carriage or bring a large number of personal guards was due to two reasons. First, the emperor was in a hurry. He rode a blood-maned horse very fast and others could not keep up. The carriage was too slow.
Second, after Wang Junlin learned that Maomao had fallen into the hands of the Demon Palace, he wanted to rescue Maomao. However, according to the insect demon, the Demon Palace was located in the Miao territory of the Yunnan-Guizhou Plateau in the southwest, and the distance was too far, so he wanted to go alone.
The man and horse were on their way, and they immediately used themselves as bait to attract the action of the major Immortal Hidden Sects under the Spring and Autumn Envoy. It would be best if they could attract the Tengu, inquire from it, and rescue Mao Mao.
At this time, Nie Xiaoyu didn't know whether he was alive or dead at first glance, which caused the people around him to cast curious and surprised looks. However, when their eyes turned to the tall and ferocious blood-maned horse and the cold-looking Wang Junlin, they all
Keep silent.
Anyone with a little experience or discernment can tell right away from the person and person that he is not someone to be trifled with.
An eight or nine-year-old child walked up to the blood-maned horse, raised his innocent little face and shouted: "Sir! Would you like a bunch of candied haws on a stick? It's fresh, sweet and delicious."
A smile appeared on Wang Junlin's cold face. He never skimped on his kindness to some of the most beautiful things in the world. This can be compared with his "Poisonous General", "Peerless Vicious Man", "The Most Poisonous Man in the World", etc.
His illustrious reputation has nothing to do with it, but who in this world truly understands Wang Junlin.
Wang Junlin was thinking about buying a skewer to eat and taking care of the child's business. Unexpectedly, the blood-maned horse snorted, opened its mouth, and took out the ten skewers stuck in the wooden tool in the child's hand at a dizzying speed.
The candied haws and bamboo sticks were all eaten.
The child was stunned for a moment, and was so frightened by the blood-red eyes of the blood-maned horse that he screamed and backed away.
Wang Jun made a move, bent down and stuffed a heavy piece of gold into the child's sleeve, and said softly: "Hide it, don't let others see it, go home quickly!"
The child was dumbfounded and secretly glanced at the yellow gold in his sleeve in disbelief. After a while, he roared with joy, turned back and got into the crowd, disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye.
When Wang Junlin stood up and sat up straight, he smiled and reached out through his bamboo hat to pinch Nie Xiaoyu's face, which was motionless. His depressed mood due to worry about Maomao in the past few days has improved a lot.
At this time, there was a sound of shouting and cursing from the crowd in the distance, and a team of policemen, led by a strong captain, turned out and just met Wang Junlin who was riding a horse slowly.
When Chai Tou saw Nie Xiaoyu on the horse, his eyes flashed, he stopped the horse's head and shouted to Wang Junlin: "Stop, who is carrying him immediately?"
If you are a person in the Jianghu, under normal circumstances, you will always sell the favor of the government, but Wang Junlin is not the same. He casually took out his identity token, showed it in front of the chief, and said calmly: "I am the official of the imperial court.
You go away!"
But the chief officer had a sneer on his face and said: "He took a sign that he didn't know to be true or false and said that he was an official of the imperial court. Have you ever seen an official of the imperial court without any personal soldiers?" These words were quite reasonable.
Wang Junlin's expression turned cold. Without him having to do anything else, the blood-maned horse's speed increased slightly and headed towards the enemy.
All the officers yelled and cursed, drew their weapons, and the people nearby retreated as if a disaster was imminent, leaving a huge space.
Cha Tou's face turned cold, he took three steps back and shouted: "Want to rebel?"
Wang Junlin stared at his retreating steps, his eyes flashed with lightning, and he looked up to the sky and smiled: "With your stagnant skills, how can you be willing to settle for a mere inferiority? Tell me! Who are you?"
The captain took the long iron rod from another guard behind him with one hand and yelled: "Up!"
The weapons in the hands of more than a dozen fake officers all flew out of their hands, all targeting Wang Junlin's blood-maned horse.
At the same time, the long iron rod in Chatou's hand sank and lifted, and with fierce force, he stabbed the horse Wang Junlin in the chest.
This move was extremely powerful, and it was obvious that the opponent had already planned it. He would shoot the man first and the horse as soon as he came up, in order to weaken Wang Junlin's spirit.
Wang Junlin pinched the horse's belly, and the blood-maned horse rushed forward. He touched the horse's belly with his hand, and his horse's weapon, the one-foot-two-foot horse spear, was in his hand, transforming into the shadow of a thousand spears.
All the swords and weapons that were shot at the "Blood Mane Horse" flew into the air and were shot back at the attackers.
The chaotou saw Wang Junlin with two horses and two horses guarding him with all his strength, and he sat down to ride on the horse. The empty door in front of him was exposed. He was ecstatic in his heart. He struck out with all his strength with the stick that still had room for him.
A shadow flashed.
The situation in front of Chai Tou suddenly changed. A two-foot-long horse shot suddenly shot out from Wang Junlin's left waist and stabbed straight into the door.
Cha Tou was so stunned that he had no time to figure out how Wang Junlin would change his moves. He attached the long iron rod to the horse's head and twisted it to death, hoping to slightly block the horse's castration and at the same time pull away and retreat violently.
The surrounding officers staggered back amid groans, with either the sword thrust back into their belly or the sword thrust back into their shoulders.
Sonorous!
Cha Tou flew back and took more than ten steps away.
Wang Junlin carried the two-foot-long horse on his shoulders, and sat solemnly on the tall blood-maned horse like a god, staring at the head of Chao who was retreating quickly.
Take another ten steps back, Peng!
Falling to the sky.
A spot of blood reddened the center of his eyebrows, and blood gushed out like spring water. His eyes were widened, but there was no trace of life in them anymore. His grip on the iron rod was loosened, and the iron rod rolled to the side, making a faint sound of collision with the ground.
"ah!"
When the people around saw that they had killed someone, they were still servants. They couldn't help shouting, and they didn't even want the goods that made them rich. They fled in all directions. Groups of cattle, sheep, chickens and ducks that had just been sold by their owners were frightened and marked among the crowds.
Jumping around, the situation was extremely chaotic.
Wang Junlin rode his blood-maned horse forward slowly. When he came to the corpse of the police officer, in addition to the messy and overturned vegetables, fruits and groceries on the whole long street, there were only a group of police officers lying bleeding and moaning behind them.
and some scattered chickens, cattle, sheep and horses.