Yuzhaocheng and his group approached the city gate, which immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Among the seventy-six cities in Lan Xuezhou, there are only a dozen city lords who are qualified to be equipped with the Tianxiangbao Car. I don’t know which city these people come from.

Others were not clear about it, but when the guards of the city saw An Dawei, they were no strangers to this fat man and immediately knew the identity of the visitor.

There are also monks from all cities who have passed the inspection and even waited for the inspection. They will meet every year when they report their duties. Of course, they all know An Dawei. Even if they are not familiar with him, they have said a few words.

At this moment, many people's eyes were involuntarily turned to the Tianxiangbao Car surrounded by the center.

The car door was pushed open from the inside, and a slender jade hand coated with light purple nail polish was stretched out. His five fingers were very slender and his skin was fair, and he grabbed the border of the car door.

Immediately afterwards, a beautiful figure emerged from the car and jumped gently to the ground. He wore a blue tulle skirt with white long-haired fur on the outside. The bottom of the fur went straight to the calves heels, covering the round buttocks, but it was more likely to attract imagination.

From the side, the woman's figure is undulating and graceful, with a very three-dimensional appearance. She is combed in a woman's horse-drawn bun and her blue earrings swaying, which is very charming.

Anyone with a status immediately recognizes that this is the female manager next to the Lord of Yuzhao City, and is a veritable beautiful woman.

However, when another graceful figure appeared, everyone who had been captured by Tao Ling's style immediately turned pale and temporarily lost their breathing ability.

It was a girl with a green silk shirt and white fur on her face. She was about an inch taller than Tao Ling, like black hair without a trace of dust. As she landed on the ground, she swayed gently and gently behind her head, making people want to reach out and stroke it.

The girl's hairstyle is very simple, with only a light green ribbon tied around her back, and a strand on each side of her cheeks, hanging on her chest. The face was extremely beautiful, as if it had been carved by all her efforts. She was swept by the picturesque beautiful eyes that had closed the stars. Everyone felt their bodies numb and their legs were weak.

The two women stood up together, Tao Ling, who had previously amazed many people, was immediately dull and dull. The city gate briefly fell into a strange silence.

"Lord Jiang, I didn't expect you to be here today."

"Dream, what a coincidence."

After being stunned, several brave male monks came forward first, all from the Jiang family faction. Shui Qingyang observed carefully and found that those who called Jiang City Lord were middle-aged and elderly people, while those who called Mengyin were young people.

There were also some lieutenants, vice lieutenants and others who followed the city lord, who were probably civilian monks, who stood behind their own city lords and looked at Jiang Mengyin greedily from close range.

When Jiang Mengyin looked back, many people would immediately look away and couldn't help but lower their heads.

Shui Qingyang laughed silently, but he had to admit that women like Mei Cheng Jiang Mengyin are indeed rare in the world, and it is no wonder that everyone reacted like this.

Even though people from the Tong family faction stood in the distance and watched coldly, some of their eyes were mixed with complex emotions, secretly scanning Jiang Mengyin's whole body.

Jiang Mengyin greeted the people in the same camp one by one, with a sweet smile and a sweet voice, making people feel as if they were bathed in the spring breeze, and every move was heart-warming. The people queuing next to them had a long time to see, even women were like this.

The guards of Lan Xuecheng are theoretically belonging to the Tong family faction, but in fact they are just small minions. No one would be so stupid that they deliberately make things difficult for the monks of various cities. Therefore, after checking the identity documents and road quotations, and comparing the thumb seal, the monks were quickly sent into it.

During the process, Jiang Mengyin inevitably wanted to introduce the people around her. This time, except for Tao Ling and An Dawei, all the people who followed him were newcomers.

The monks in the same camp were all surprised. Not only because these innocent people were very young, but they were all handsome men and beautiful women.

Shui Qingyang, Song Yuhu, Yan Ping, Mu Shengnan, Zhong Xue, the two men and three women are really good in terms of images. They both have good looks and figures, and each has their own characteristics. It is really eye-catching when walking together.

In addition to Jiang Mengyin himself and Tao Ling, the seven-player group is simply a moving landscape. Even if you include An Dawei, the fat man who is dragging his legs, in terms of average appearance, it will definitely be the same as the other 75 cities in Xuezhou.

Many people muttered secretly, could this female city lord be able to promote her subordinates just to look at her face? Otherwise, how could she choose some guys with vase attributes?

After seeing this, An Dawei is simply an alien.

Seeing everyone's gaze, An Dawei laughed and cooperated to move to the side, shrugged, looking like I couldn't help but laugh.

A middle-aged city lord asked, "I wonder which one is the Water Captain?"

Nowadays, the famous name of Shui Qingyang cannot be said to be known to everyone, but it is also a familiar existence to many people.

Jiang Mengyin pointed Shui Qingyang in a blue shirt with her slightly pointed chin and smiled and said, "This is it."

With all kinds of eyes gathered, Shui Qingyang's expression was as usual, and there was a peaceful smile on his lips. The middle-aged city lord praised: "It turns out that he is a talented person with a majestic talent, and he deserves to be a hero who defeated the three cities."

Shui Qingyang was speechless. Is there a necessary connection between the two?

The older city lords were better, and the remaining young city lords from major families were a little picky and looked at Shui Qingyang with a look of scrutiny, as if they were about to see that they were Chou Yin and Mao.

Of course, these people would not be rash in person. After watching for a while, they withdrew their gaze and smiled at Shui Qingyang.

Shui Qingyang gave gifts one by one.

During the annual report period, the prefecture will specially book the most luxurious inns in the city for monks from all cities to rest and live.

This year is no exception. Yuzhao City was divided into Yunlai Inn. This is a six-story inn with extremely elegant decoration, with a total of hundreds of rooms.

Shui Qingyang and others lived in several adjacent rooms on the same floor. After checking the rooms, Jiang Mengyin suggested going out for a walk. Unexpectedly, Shui Qingyang refused, and Yan Ping and the other two also politely refused.

Jiang Mengyin smiled and didn't force herself. After the four guys returned to the room, she scolded: "It's best that all of them become fools!"

Song Yuhu was amused when he listened on the side, and Tao Ling shook her head.

Fortunately, Shui Qingyang and the other four refused. With Jiang Mengyin's identity, it was destined to be uninterrupted without anyone else. Those settled families soon came to the door. Some other people who arrived earlier came to the door in groups after learning the news.

Jiang Mengyin didn't want to be so arrogant, so in the end a large group of people simply asked for a large private room in the inn, drinking tea and chatting.

During this period, some young men and women continued to enter, and they were so shocked that they saw Song Yuhu, who had seen such a scene for the first time.

Looking at Jiang Mengyin, who was surrounded by people and was like stars holding the moon, she easily and freely dealt with many men and women from aristocratic families. Her aura and means seemed to be used to this kind of scene at first sight, and she was obviously a beautiful girl from the sky in the circle since she was a child.

The young men and women present belong to the same faction, and they are naturally close to each other in terms of identity and psychology. They haven't seen each other for another year, so they have many topics to talk about, and the lively voices in the private room have never stopped.

Some people asked about Shui Qingyang and wanted to meet the newly rising young captain. Jiang Mengyin said that the other party was practicing and had not come for the time being.

"I'm still practicing at this time? Haven't you just arrived today? He doesn't need to rest?" A girl widened her eyes slightly.

Jiang Mengyin laughed: "You guys, you really have never seen my subordinates. You will know when you see them. They are practicing wholeheartedly and don't care about anything else."

Another woman said in surprise: "There is still such a person? He faces you as beautiful as Mengyin every day, and I don't believe that he has no idea at all."

A burst of laughter sounded at the scene, and Jiang Mengyin cursed: "He Meimei, try talking nonsense again? Don't guess others with your dirty heart."

The Jiang family faction is mainly the Jiang family, and many other aristocratic families are subordinates. However, these subordinates have different levels. For example, the He family where He Meimei is located is one of the four major families under the Jiang family.

The family behind it is strong, so the weight of speaking is naturally enough and the posture is more casual. This is fully reflected in the aristocratic families on the scene.

Another young man with white face said excitedly: "He Meimei, what's the point of saying bad things behind the scenes? If you have the ability, please invite people over."

This person's name is Qin Chong, who comes from the Qin family and is one of Qin He's cousins.

He Meimei snorted, "If you go, go, do you think I'm afraid? Mengyin, where is your room?"

Jiang Mengyin deliberately watched the show, so she winked at Tao Ling. Tao Ling smiled and stood up, leading the way. The two of them quickly left the private room. After a while, they arrived in front of Shui Qingyang's room.

"The airs are pretty good. The city lord hasn't even rested, but he is hiding in the room. What are you doing?" He Meimei raised her hand and knocked on the door. She didn't respond. Her eyes rolled and she shouted, "Come out quickly, something happened to Jiang Mengyin!"

I thought I could deceive the other party like this, but I didn't expect that the room still had no response. He Meimei kicked the door open and rushed in directly.

Tao Ling didn't expect her to be so reckless, and she didn't react at all. She was screaming in secret. When she flashed into her body, she heard a scream. A sword light directly wiped down He Meimei's neck. The speed was as fast as lightning. He Meimei's reaction was not slow, but her magic power was burning and she could not stop the sword at all.

Tao Ling grabbed with one hand, and with a bang, the sword energy shattered, and shouted: "Person Shui, don't get me wrong, it's your own people."

Shui Qingyang, who was cross-legged on the bed, slowly opened his eyes, and his firm face contour faced the two women, and his lip line full of male charm, opened gently at this time: "I know it was a misunderstanding, otherwise..." The following content did not continue.

But the two girls understood what he meant. He Meimei was so angry. She had a lit up feeling before her eyes, but now she felt that this guy was disrespectful and said coldly: "I have heard that you are arrogant and arrogant, and it is indeed more arrogant than the rumors. Hey, why are there no women in the room? Don't you like to mess with women during the day the most?"
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