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

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

"Get out of the way and kneel!"

Pedestrians and street vendors in all directions turned pale, and quickly moved to the corners on both sides, then plopped and knelt down, the whole person prostrated on the ground and leaned forward, with their hands on the ground, in an absolutely devout and trembling posture.

Even the old man and woman who were talking to Nian Yang hurriedly pushed their stalls to the back to hide and knelt down.

The originally crowded streets instantly opened up a broad avenue.

Nian Yang saw dozens of black horses galloping towards a luxurious carriage not far away.

Nian Yang has good eyesight, and at a glance, he saw a very obvious flag hanging above the carriage, on which the words "King of Lin'an" were embroidered upright with golden thread.

Li Tingyan, is he in there?

Nian Yang's eyes were shining, and he subconsciously wanted to rush forward.

The uncle kneeling behind said, "Girl, why are you standing up, kneel down quickly, and be careful not to be beheaded."

Before Nian Yang could speak, he saw a ball rolling towards the galloping carriage, and then a five or six-year-old boy ran over.

"My ball!"

"Lele, come back!"

The woman behind Nian Yang cried out in panic.

The little boy named Lele refused to listen, and stubbornly went after the ball.

Seeing the herd of horses approaching, the other party completely ignored whether there were children coming, and accelerated forward without squinting.

A bloody scene was about to take place, and everyone closed their eyes in fear.

Gritting her teeth, Nian Yang rushed over with a stride, and when the horses were about to step over the little boy, she calmly used medicine to stop the galloping black horse.

Lele successfully picked up the ball, but Nian Yang snatched it from under the horse's hoof.

The guards on the horse looked at each other in blank dismay, wondering why the horse stopped suddenly.

The chief guard looked at Nian Yang who appeared below, with an angry expression on his face,

"Bold woman, what kind of monster did you do to stop our horses!"

Nian Yang looked around on the carriage behind, and said calmly,

"My lord, I just came to save this child, I didn't do anything else!"

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

"Seeing that King Lin'an didn't kneel down, he still dared to refute it head-on. If you hadn't appeared suddenly, why would our horse not move?"

Nian Yang curled her lips, "Perhaps, your horses didn't want you to disregard human lives, so they stopped by themselves."

"Bold!" The chief guard yelled, "You are courting death!"

"What's the noise?"

Suddenly, a cold and magnetic voice sounded from inside the carriage, like a drum beating, falling in Nian Yang's heart.

Nian Yang's heart skipped a beat, and he watched helplessly as a big hand with well-defined bones slowly lifted the horse curtain, revealing the scene inside.

A man who is so handsome that the world can't stand is sitting inside.

He was dressed in a black and gold cloak, a jade crown and a gold belt, his skin was cold and white, his face was cold and unfeeling, his black pupils shone like a wolf, and his whole body exuded the majesty of a king.

Nian Yang straightened her eyes, it was clearly Li Tingyan's face, exactly the same.

It's just that Li Tingyan in this life is obviously more gloomy and violent, without the slightest trace of warmth in his eyes, and he is a ruthless character not to be trifled with at first glance.

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

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

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