On her wedding night, she went into exile with her pharmacy arsenal

Huo Changhe looked in the direction pointed by Yan Ruyu.

But I saw another intersection in the distance. In the light of the fire and in the shadow of the trees, I saw a towering giant slowly walking towards me.

Not only Huo Changhe saw it, but others also saw it.

"Ah! Look, look what that is!"

One of the city guards shouted in horror: "It's... a giant!"

Ambassador Wu Cheng also turned to look, his eyes widening suddenly.

A giant several feet tall, wearing golden armor, holding a ruling staff in his hand, looked majestic and was walking slowly.

His feet are huge, let alone humans, one foot can crush a house into powder.

Wu Chengshi quickly broke out into a cold sweat, and his palms were so slippery that he almost couldn't hold the knife. He held on hard to prevent himself from rolling off the horse.

Someone among the common people shouted: "It's the Golden-armored Martial God! The Golden-armored Martial God who protects us!"

"It's the golden-armored Martial God who cured the plague for us!"

"The golden-armored Martial God who guards the Nantian Gate of Heaven!"

“Oh my God, the true God has appeared!”

"Oh my god... I can still see the God of War with my own eyes. Isn't this a dream?"

"You are cured of your illness. Could it be that you were dreaming? Come and pay homage!"

"Quick pay homage!"

With one call, hundreds of people responded.

People all over the street knelt down.

Wu Chengzhi's blank mind gradually came back to him. He didn't believe it in his heart, but seeing it was like this, it was like heaven and man were at war in his heart.

The legs of the men behind him weakened and they all knelt down.

At this time, bursts of loud thunder-like noises rang out from behind the God of War. Unable to bear it, Ambassador Wu Cheng rolled off his horse and knelt down directly.

The thunder slowly subsided, and the streets were silent. Everyone even suppressed their breathing.

The golden-armored God of Martial Arts raised his scepter and pointed at the envoy of Wu City: "Bold! As a military general, but like a robber, killing the people, you deserve to die!"

The voice was thick and deep, rolling in, making Wu Cheng's heart jump out of his chest.

He looked up and saw the golden-armored Martial God waving his scepter.

Huo Changhe was watching with great interest, shocked and unbelievable, when Yan Ruyu beside him raised a barrel as thick as his arm, and while the golden-armored Martial God waved his staff, he pointed the barrel at the Wu Cheng envoy.

Huo Changhe saw with his own eyes that something flew out of Yan Ruyu's tube.

Immediately afterwards, it exploded on Wu Chengshi.

"boom!"

Wu Cheng caused the dead body to fall to the ground, with its head and half-shouldered body gone.

"Ah!" Several city guards behind him screamed in fright, and the timid ones fainted immediately.

The people were also shocked and scared, but more importantly, they were excited.

This man surnamed Wu, relying on the soldiers in his hands, usually acted arrogantly, bullied others with his power, and did many bad things.

But he is a man who knows how to cause trouble. There are many powerful people in Dongcheng, but he is good at fawning over them. Therefore, even Zhizhou is suppressed by him.

Unexpectedly, the golden-armored Martial God took action, which was really satisfying!

The government officials who came later saw it clearly, and all of them had weak legs and did not dare to step forward.

"The Golden Armored God of War is mighty!" someone shouted.

"The Golden Armored God of War is mighty!"

"The Golden Armored God of War is mighty!"

People all over the street shouted along.

Amidst the shouts, the golden-armored Martial God stopped and slowly retreated, and finally the light and shadow gradually dissipated.

The streets returned to their original state, and the bodies on the ground were still there, reminding everyone that this was not a dream.

Yan Ruyu was very calm and said to Huo Changhe, "Let's go."

"Where?"

"I'll take you to see the Golden Armored God of War."

Huo Changhe quickly followed.

Detouring to another intersection, Yin Ding was playing with a small doll.

There are some strange things lying around.

Huo Changhe was surprised: "This is..."

Yin Ding raised his voice and danced the little doll's arms and legs: "I am the Golden Armored God of War, hey, roar!"

Seeing his master's confused face, Yin Ding was almost crazy with joy, feeling that this was his highlight moment.

"It's the Golden Armored Martial God," Yan Ruyu introduced. "Use this to cast light and shadow, and the shadow can be magnified dozens or hundreds of times."

"There is also this one, which can amplify the sound," Yin Ding also introduced quickly, "Young Madam, can you give this to me? I will need it in the future."

"Okay," Yan Ruyu agreed readily.

After saying the silver ingot, I actually regretted it. This thing is rare and should be very precious. At this time, hearing Yan Ruyu agree, she almost burst into tears.

"You go and inquire about the situation first. What happens next will definitely not be peaceful," Yan Ruyu ordered.

"Yes!"

The silver ingot runs happily.

Yan Ruyu said to Huo Changhe, "Shall we go to Zhizhou Mansion to have a look?"

Huo Changhe recovered from his doubts and shock: "Okay."

"You go to the intersection and wait for me, I'll clean up this place."

Huo Changhe had no objection and turned around to walk away. He felt that Yan Ruyu must have other things to do.

Yan Ruyu put everything into the space and cleaned up the scene.

Huo Changhe was silent all the way, and Yan Ruyu asked, "What's wrong with you?"

"Ruyu, are you really a fairy?"

Yan Ruyu was startled, then smiled: "No, I just look beautiful, like a fairy. Fairies know magic, but I don't."

"But……"

"That's not a spell, it's a technique," Yan Ruyu patted him, "I'll teach you later."

Huo Changhe clenched his hands slightly into fists and resisted the urge to hug her tightly.

When they arrived at Zhizhou Mansion, the place was already in chaos.

Because King Yi is here, safety is the top priority.

King Yi himself also brought a team of troops, some of whom were guarding the gate of the mansion, and some of whom were accompanying King Yi.

The government officials came back first, all with pale faces and recounting the story incoherently.

Whether it's Zhizhou or King Yi, even Mr. Mo is confused.

The most important and clearest news obtained from this is: Wu Cheng Envoy is dead.

King Yi had an angry look on his face. He had just arrived and before he could do anything, a city protector died.

Isn't this a bad start?

Turning to look at Mr. Mo, Mr. Mo ordered the person beside him to whisper a few words and follow him out.

"Your Majesty, I have sent someone to investigate again. Later..."

There was a lot of noise in the yard, interrupting him.

Several city guards stumbled in, in a worse condition than the government officials.

Zhizhou sneered in his heart and secretly applauded, it is true that evil people have their own destiny! People named Wu also have today! It's time to fucking die.

He got up and went outside, and asked with a stern face: "What are you doing? Are there any rules? His Highness King Yi is here, how can he allow you to do this?"

Several city guards also knew that this was wrong, not to mention that their Shangfeng and Zhizhou usually had a bad relationship.

But now, they are in panic and don't know who to go to.

"Lord Zhizhou, I'm waiting for you...to see Yixia!"

Mr. Mo got up and went outside, stood on the steps, and asked calmly: "Whoever can explain clearly, let him speak. If you can't explain clearly, please don't disturb His Highness's peace."

A city guard who was considered a confidant of Ambassador Wu took two steps forward, knelt down and told the story.

It's clearer to explain it to the yamen servant in pieces, but it's also more unbelievable.

Mr. Mo remained silent, staring into space, not sure if he was listening.