At this time, there was a rapid sound of hooves outside the house, followed by a low roar of a cow. Someone jumped heavily to the ground and ran closer.

"Brother Jiang, our village leader asks you to bring your wife to Qingfeng Pavilion to discuss matters!" The voice was very rough, and it sounded like a loud voice, full of power and domineering.

When Jiang Yun heard this, he couldn't help but feel happy. Si Qiubai was actually meeting him, so he might be willing to help Xue Man. Apart from being happy, Jiang Yun couldn't help but be grateful to Xin Haiqu, the Lord of the Western Star. If he hadn't arrived

If he goes to the village leader to speak to him, it is estimated that Si Qiubai will not receive him.

Jiang Yun quickly replied: "Okay!"

After tidying up his clothes, Jiang Yun helped Xue Man up, then held her in his arms and stepped out.

But I saw a man in his fifties standing outside the door. He had high cheekbones on his face, and he looked like a ruthless man practicing his family. He had a goatee on his forehead, and his eyes were shining with majesty.

When the long man saw Jiang Yun, he didn't show any emotion on his face. He just greeted him with his big hand and said, "Brother Jiang, please!"

Jiang Yun didn't say much and followed his gesture. On the narrow street outside the door, six vigorous Qingfeng black bulls were already parked. Among them were four Dixingzhai disciples wearing coarse linen and linen clothes.

One by one, the Qingfeng black bulls are on their backs.

There were two remaining Qingfeng Black Bulls, standing there alone with their heads held high. Jiang Yun knew in his heart that one of the Qingfeng Black Bulls was the mount of a man in his fifties, and the other one must have been prepared for him.

As Jiang Yun expected, the long man followed Jiang Yun closely, and then asked Jiang Yun to ride one of the Qingfeng Black Bulls. Jiang Yun was not polite, and flew up with Xue Man in his arms, steadily

The ground fell on the cow's back.

The body was as light as a butterfly, and there was no sound of wind. Seeing this beautiful skill in the eyes of the fifty-year-old man, the fifty-year-old man couldn't help but feel angry and admired.

But then the fifty-year-old man's complexion returned to normal, and then he turned over and landed on the back of another Qingfeng Black Bull.

The fifty-year-old man led the other four disciples in front, and Jiang Yun followed closely.

Because when Yinshi came to Dixing Village, the sky was still dark, and the light and shadow were intertwined, so he could not see the situation in Dixing Village very clearly. At this time, the sky was bright, and he could see all the surrounding buildings.

The houses in Dixing Village are not very high. They are mostly made of wood and mud, with distinctive black tiles covering the tops. Although the houses are not high, they are row upon row, one next to the other.

One building, too many to count.

Because the houses are densely packed and the streets are very narrow, they are not paved with stone slabs or anything like that. They are all tightly trampled loess.

As we walked along the way, we couldn't help but feel the dust flying up. But the disciples in Dixing Village seemed to be used to it, and there was nothing strange about it.

Along the way, many of them encountered groups of Xingzhai disciples running and walking in neat steps. What's more, some of them had hurried expressions and hurried actions, running and converging towards the west side of the street.

Jiang Yun was surprised and didn't know what these disciples were doing looking like this. The fifty-year-old man on the side seemed to see the doubts in Jiang Yun's heart, and said without any expression: "They are so panicked, are they going to

Go and participate in the daily morning exercises in Dixing Village. Our Dixing Village has strict military laws. If you arrive late, you will definitely be punished by military law."

Jiang Yun said "Oh". Although Dixing Village is a great immortal sect, it does not have an army system like the empire. However, Dixing Village has always had extremely strict requirements for disciples, and the rigor of military management is no less than that of today's Tianci Empire and

The Hong Empire at that time.

Jiang Yun had heard this for a long time, so it was not surprising.

I don't know how many streets I passed in succession, but suddenly there was a sound of hoofbeats in front of me, and the dust was flying on the narrow streets. A group of knights came running towards me. These knights were also dressed in rough linen clothes, but they all rode a meteor camel, and they were so powerful.

He ran towards this side in a rather large manner.

These knights were all strong men, and they also looked relatively panicked. They must have gone to the school training ground to participate in training.

Jiang Yun and his entourage, led by a fifty-year-old man, all ducked to the corner of the street and only led the Meteor Camel Brigade over.

Jiang Yun looked towards those knights, and the eyes of some knights met in mid-air. I guess those men also looked over with curiosity when they saw Jiang Yun's face.

Suddenly, Jiang Yun's heart moved. He felt that one of the many knights seemed to have a particularly sharp gaze, staring at Jiang Yun, as if his gaze was trying to see through Jiang Yun's entire body.

Jiang Yun couldn't help but follow the man's gaze and looked over. At this sight, he was slightly startled, and he couldn't tell what he felt in his heart. His mouth opened slightly, but he couldn't say a word.

It turned out that the person who cast that sharp gaze was the face of a handsome young man. The young man's face was shaken, and his gaze stayed on Jiang Yun's face, making it difficult to look away for a long time.

That young man was none other than Fu Fangyu, who had fallen in love with Jiang Yun's daughter at first sight, and shamelessly pursued Jiang Yun to marry Jiang Yun. Yes, it was Fu Fangyu, the only son of Dongxing Lord Fu Tianmu.

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At this time, Fu Fangyu changed his past style. He no longer wore brocade clothes and expensive shirts, but wore linen green clothes. He looked very simple.

His eyes were fixed on Jiang Yun, and he even forgot to look away for a moment. It was just that the Meteor Camel was running so fast that he couldn't help it, and he ran forward with the group. After walking very far, he turned back towards this place.

Looking at it from the side, his expression was a little sad, as if Jiang Yun had never been forgotten in his heart.

Jiang Yun couldn't help but sigh in his heart, this Fu Fangyu can be considered a sentimental kind. If she were really a woman, she might be nudged by him and really want to marry him.

When Jiang Yun thought of this, he felt a little funny and a little sad. He couldn't help but shook his head and smiled bitterly.

The fifty-year-old man seemed to have noticed Jiang Yun's gaze towards Fu Fangyu, and said from the side: "Little brother Jiang doesn't know something. That young man's name is Fu Fangyu, and he is the only son of the East Star Master of our Dixing Village.

In the past, he had always been a mischievous and trouble-making character. Unexpectedly, this time when he came back from the northern part of the mainland of China, he seemed to be a completely different person. He actually started to be diligent and studious, and even took the initiative to sign up for the Cavaliers and practice diligently every day.

He didn’t even cry out in pain!”

The fifty-year-old man was not shy about what he said. Even though he was talking about the son of the Star Lord, he was not afraid. He sighed and said, "I don't know why this kid actually changed his body?"

When Jiang Yun heard this, he did not respond to the words of the fifty-year-old man. He remembered that when he left Lingyue Pole that day, he threw the handkerchief given by Fu Fangyu back to Fu Fangyu's hand. Maybe his affairs were indeed given to Fu Fangyu.

Fu Fangyu must have received a relatively severe blow! Perhaps this blow completely changed Fu Fangyu's temperament.

Jiang Yun didn't have much to say, so he continued to move forward with the fifty-year-old man, heading to Qingfeng Pavilion, the place where Dixing Village usually holds meetings.

After walking through several long and narrow streets, a loft appeared in front of us. This loft was simple and looked a bit old. It was basically made of wooden structures. It was much taller than other houses in the village.

Looking over, you can clearly see that it has three floors.

I saw three words written neatly on the bottom floor of the attic, right above the door: Qingfeng Pavilion.

The group of people stopped, and the fifty-year-old man raised his big hand towards the attic door and said, "Brother Jiang, this is the Qingfeng Pavilion. The leader of the village and several star masters from the east, west, south, and north are on the third floor. Please come up.

Bar!"

Jiang Yunxiang nodded, hugged Xue Man and rolled over from Qingfeng Black Bull. After a moment's hesitation, he gritted his teeth and ran towards the attic door with long strides.

Although the attic has three floors, each floor is very short. The corridor is extremely narrow. Jiang Yun hugged Xue Man and climbed sideways, first climbing to the first floor, then to the second floor, and then to the third floor.

On the third floor, the door of a room was ajar, and light was projected from inside. However, the gap was very narrow, and it was impossible to see what was going on inside.

Jiang Yun composed himself and said loudly: "Jiang Yun, this junior, pays homage to the leader of Dixing Village!"

As soon as he finished speaking, someone inside answered loudly: "Brother Jiang, please come in!"

The voice was powerful and hearty. When Jiang Yun heard this, he felt less nervous in his heart. He hugged Xue Man tightly, pushed open the door, and stepped in.

The house is not very big, and there are open windows on all sides, so the light from outside comes directly in, and the whole house is bright.

The wind was blowing loudly, making a "whirring" sound in the attic. Jiang Yun raised his head slightly and saw a dense mass of darkness outside the window. They were all the houses of Dixing Village.

This attic is called Qingfeng Pavilion, and the gentle breeze blows straight in. It really deserves this name.

Jiang Yun withdrew his gaze and saw that the space of the house was in an irregular circle, and the ground was made of thick trees laid out in an orderly manner, and was polished extremely smoothly, giving it a very original character.

In front of the room, a person sat on a bamboo chair made of bamboo strips. He had white hair, a childish face, and a white beard. He was Si Qiubai, the leader of Dixing Village. Sitting on both sides were four mighty men, who were the famous masters of Dixing Village.
Chapter completed!