C64 (2/2)

Shaking his head, he slowly stood up and walked to the water's edge. His weak body was lying on the water's edge, drinking the clear water of the Qingzhou River one mouthful at a time.

In the distant eaves, there was a floating silhouette. At this moment, it turned its head and vanished from sight as it looked at Jun Yingyue.

The destruction of the Green Continent's border city could be considered a heavy blow to the Great Yang. The Human Emperor had the authority to search for the whereabouts of Jun Lanyue, and he had also selected a portion of the elite troops from the other Nine Prefectures to head towards Qingzhou City.

In the evening, Jun Linyue's stomach growled and he walked step by step towards the city gates of the Old City. It was bustling with people, and the fragrance of all kinds of food wafted through the air.

However, at this moment, Jun Lanyue's body was covered in filth. His armor was tattered beyond recognition, and it was hard to tell that he was wearing any armor at all. On the street, everyone was avoiding him and looking at him with disdain.

Jun Lin Yue shook the dirt off his body, not paying attention to the gazes of those around him. At this moment, a group of people suddenly rushed over and chased away the crowd on the street, surrounding Jun Lin.

Jun Linyue chewed on the steamed bun in his hand, not even sparing them a glance as he continued walking forward.

The soldier wearing the red guard hat in front of him widened his eyes. He wanted to say something, but he was too scared to open his mouth.

Jun Linyue chewed on a steamed bun, his hair in disarray, but his eyes revealed a kind of crazy hatred. He clenched his fists, and his bones cracked.

At this time, although Jun Lanyue looked like he was in dire straits, every time he experienced his near death experience, his strength and rank would increase by different degrees. This was all thanks to the growth and growth of Chi You's blood essence.

At this moment, a boorish voice came from behind him, ”The Marquis of Black Tortoise and the Old City's Red Scaled Guard have reported this!”

The Red Scaled Guards in front of him all kneeled down on the ground, the red scales on their bodies clanking.

Jun Linyue turned, and before him was a muscular guard clad in black armor. ”Who are you?” Jun Lanyue asked.

”I am Lu Feng, the head of the Red Scaled Guard from Old City. City Lord wants to invite you!” Saying that, he opened up a path. The surrounding people had already run far away, and they could faintly hear people discussing in whispers. Could this be the Black Tortoise? How did it become such a topic of discussion?

Jun Linyue didn't pay much attention to this, but carried a tattered set of clothes and walked in front, closely followed by the Red Scaled Guards of the old city.

He was not as tall and majestic as the old city, but he still looked solemn and dignified.

They had heard that this was the home of the ancient emperors, and thus even the exquisite stone transfer array in the corner had written and copied down ancient calligraphy.