Chapter 1520

   "Get out of the way, the King of Lin'an is here!"

   "Why did the Great Demon King pass by here!"

   "Quickly make way and kneel!"

   Pedestrians and vendors in all directions turned pale as they talked, and quickly moved to the corners of the walls on both sides, and immediately fell to their knees. The whole person leaned forward on the ground, with both hands on the ground, a posture of absolute piety and trembling.

   Even the uncle and the woman who were talking to Nian Yang hurriedly pushed their stall to the back and knelt down to the ground.

  The streets that used to be crowded and city-like instantly opened up Kangzhuang Avenue.

  Nianyang saw dozens of dark horses galloping over with a luxurious carriage guarding a luxurious carriage not far away.

  Nianyang had good eyesight, and at first glance, he saw a very clear flag on the top of the carriage, with the three characters of King Lin'an embroidered on it with golden thread.

  Li Tingyan, is he inside?

   Nianyang's eyes flashed, and he subconsciously wanted to rush up.

   The uncle who was kneeling behind said, "Girl, why are you standing there, get down on your knees, be careful to be beheaded."

   Nianyang hadn't spoken yet, but saw a ball rolling toward the galloping carriage, and then a five- or six-year-old boy ran after him.

   "My ball!"

   "Lele, come back!"

  The woman behind Nianyang cried out in panic.

   The little boy called Lele didn't listen and stubbornly went after the ball.

   Seeing the horses approaching, the other party didn't care whether there were any children coming, and speeded up without looking sideways.

  The **** scene is about to be staged, and everyone closes their eyes in fear.

   Nianyang gritted his teeth and rushed over with a stride. When the horse group was about to step over the little boy, he calmly used medicine to stop the galloping black horse.

   Lele successfully picked up the ball, which was fished by Nianyang from under the horse's hoof.

  The guards on the horses looked at each other, wondering why the horses suddenly stopped.

   The captain of the guard looked at Nianyang who appeared below, with an angry expression on his face,

   "Bold woman, what demon did you do to stop our horses!"

   Nianyang looked around on the carriage behind and said calmly,

   "Master Hui, I'm just here to save this child, nothing else!"

   A guard next to him drew his sword and pointed at Nianyang,

   "If you don't kneel down when you see King Lin'an, you dare to refute it head-on. If you didn't appear suddenly, why would our horse not move?"

   Nianyang hooked his lips, "Perhaps, your horses can't see your life in vain, and stopped by yourself."

   "Bold!" the captain of the guard shouted, "You are courting death!"

   "What's the noise?"

   Suddenly, a cold and magnetic voice sounded from the carriage, like a drum, and fell in Nianyang's heart.

  Nianyang's heart skipped a beat, and he watched as a big, well-joined hand slowly opened the horse curtain along with this voice, revealing the scene inside.

   A man so handsome that the world pales in his seat.

   He was wearing a black-gold cloak, a jade crown and a golden belt, his skin was cold and white, his face was cold and resolute, and his face was cold and affectionate.

  Nianyang straightened his eyes, this was clearly Li Tingyan's face, exactly the same.

   It's just that Li Tingyan in this life is obviously more gloomy and violent, and there is no trace of warmth in his eyes. At first glance, he knows that he is a ruthless character who is not easy to mess with.

  ★

  The plot of the ancient plane is not long, no more than 100,000 words~

  If you like it, you can consider lengthening it a little~

   (end of this chapter)