Space-time plane crossing

Chapter 1310 Me, Yijun Qingcang, Your Father
"Second brother, I'm afraid he hasn't come back yet."

Hearing what Yan Zhi said, Li Yuan, the eldest prince of the Yi clan who was sitting beside Yan Zhi, said coldly: "There are countless beauties raised in the palace, and you still have to go to the mortal world to have fun, how can you look like a prince. "

As soon as he heard Li Yuan's tone, he knew that Li Yuan was very different from the second elder brother that Princess Yanzhi of the Yi clan said, and it was not so much hostility as contempt.

It was full of contempt for the second brother in Yanzhi's mouth.

When Yan Zhi heard Li Yuan's words, she hurriedly explained: "Today is the birthday of Second Brother's birth mother, and I'm afraid that's why I didn't come back."

When the eldest prince Li Yuan heard what his sister said, he lost interest in an instant, and his face became cold in an instant.

As for Yijun Qingcang sitting on the main seat, he just cast a glance and said nothing, maybe this kind of scene has long been familiar to her.

The eldest son of the family has a grudge against the second son, and the father doesn't care about it. This seems a bit indifferent, but that's how it is.

Yi Junqing glanced at Li Yuan indifferently, then turned to look at Yang Cong and others on the other side.

"From the beginning to the present, why haven't you seen this fairy envoy speak?" Yi Jun Qingcang looked at Yang Cong, and there seemed to be something different in his eyes: "Could it be that I, Da Ziming Palace, entertained you?" not good?"

Being looked at by Yijun Qingcang like this, for some reason, Yang Cong always felt a little intrusive, so he could only reply with a faint smile: "No, it's just that I'm not good at talking."

Yijun Qingcang smiled: "I see that your talent is very good, I like it very much."

"Yi Jun has won the prize." Yang Cong said.

"It's not as good as this." Yijun Qingcang said: "You just follow my lord, how about being my adopted son."

"Yoshiko!"

Hearing this, it was not Yang Cong who was shocked first, but Ling Yu and Si Yin who were beside him.

Just kidding, how is it proper for a prince of the heavenly clan to be Yijun Qingcang's adoptive son.

Both of them turned their gazes to Yang Cong, wanting to know what Yang Cong was going to say next in order to decline.

In the same way, Liyuan, the eldest prince of the Yi clan, and Princess Yanzhi also looked at Yang Cong, wanting to know how Yang Cong would answer.

"Yi Jun said it, how can I be Yi Jun's adoptive son, it's a bit inappropriate." Although Yang Cong had a smile on his face, his heart was already full of coldness.

This gentleman is the prince of the heavenly clan. Although he has not been granted the seal of the prince, he is recognized by the world as the future heavenly monarch. To be your adopted son?You have a good idea, but I don't agree.

"Improper?" Yi Jun Qing Cang looked at Yang Cong with a serious expression, "Do you think that I, Da Zi Ming Palace, is not good enough for you?"

This made it difficult for Si Yin and Ling Yu.

Even Yang Cong narrowed his eyes slightly and clenched his fists.

"That. Your Majesty" Si Yin suddenly stood up.

"What's the matter?" Yijun Qingcang said.

"That's right, he is my junior brother. I think such a big event must be approved by my family's god." Si Yin said.

"You are quite right." Yijun Qingcang nodded slightly.

But just when everyone thought Yijun Qingcang agreed, Yijun Qingcang's next words made their faces change.

"But I seem to have seen you somewhere, not in the ten-mile peach forest." Yijun Qingcang turned his gaze to Ling Yu who was at the side.

"My senior brother followed my family's God to all over the world, and it is a blessing to be known by Mr. Yi." Si Yin hurriedly said for Ling Yu.

"But didn't you say that this is the first time you have come out?" Yijun Qingcang said with a smile.

"This" everyone was silent.

Obviously, Yijun Qingcang seems to have known their identities.

It's just not revealed yet.

"I remembered, on Tianjun's birthday last year, I turned into a fairy envoy to congratulate Tianjun, but I saw you standing beside Mo Yuan, the lord of Kunlun Xu, and called Mo Yuan master." Yijun Qingcang His face was indifferent: "I don't know, right?"

Seeing that Si Yin and Ling Yu didn't reply, Yijun Qingcang continued, "So, you are not Zheyan people at all, but disciples of Kunlun Xumoyuan."

The moment Yijun Qingcang said these words, the soldiers of the Yi tribe who had already been waiting in full battle rushed out and surrounded the three of them.

At this time, Yijun Qingcang walked up to Yang Cong: "Do you want to be cut into pieces or be my godson obediently, haha."

Yang Cong looked slightly angry. Although there was not much anger on his face, anger was already burning in his heart.

He wished he could finish the Yijun Qingcang in front of him with one sword now, but in the end he gave up.

One is that Si Yin and Ling Yu are here, as the prince of the Celestial Clan, he has to think about other people.

The second is that he can't kill Yijun Qingcang, he can only escape alone at most.

If he escapes alone, then Si Yin and Ling Yu will be in great danger here, and I'm afraid it will be a disaster.

Even if he brings the Celestial Clan army, he may not be able to recover by then.

So the expedient measure is to endure first and find a chance to escape.

He can't do it anymore, this wing world is so big, what else can it be difficult for him to be a god.

Not only did he want to leave completely by himself, he also wanted to bring Si Yin and Ling Yu back safely.

"Come on, let me separate the three of them." Yi Junqing said calmly, "Especially this one."

The last thing Yijun Qingcang said was Yang Cong.

Then he looked at Ling Yu. Although he didn't know if Si Yin was a disciple of Kunlun Xu, but Ling Yu definitely was, so he wouldn't give up the opportunity.

"You should also think about it carefully, I have decided to accept you as my adopted son."

Opening his eyes, he exhaled lightly. The house in front of him was neither big nor small.

But it is not as luxurious as Tiangong, on the contrary, it is a bit simple, but now Yang Cong does not have any desire to enjoy the scenery where he is.

He has been imprisoned here for several days, and he was directly grounded. If he was not worried about the safety of Si Yin and Ling Yu, he would have rushed out of the Daziming Palace.

"See Her Royal Highness."

At this moment, a guard's voice suddenly came from outside the door.

From the address, it seems that the princess of the Yi clan is here.

Soon, a Miaoman figure came in from outside.

"Little Immortal Envoy" Princess Yan Zhi of the Yi Clan saw Yang Cong, an undetectable look flashed in her eyes.

"His Royal Highness." Yang Cong let out a breath. He didn't know why Her Royal Highness came back to find him, but he guessed that, just as Si Yin said, the princess of the Yi Clan seemed to have taken a fancy to him.

"Is the little fairy envoy particularly worried about your senior brothers?" the princess of the Yi clan asked.

"Yes." Yang Cong nodded.

"Xiaoxian, don't worry, your two senior brothers are safe." Yan Zhi smiled.

(End of this chapter)