Dust is cold

Soon, the back mountain of Yukong Pavilion began to move mountains and build rocks. When it was almost finished, Le Yigui sent a letter from Feijian to invite Yue Qingquan, took him to the back mountain, and hugged his legs The accusation of blood and tears has a particularly clear theme: it's all my son, why do you spoil him so badly?

Yueqingquan's pet son is also well-known, but there are many children in the Le family, although Le Yigui can be regarded as a collection of thousands of pets, compared with Beichenli, the only seedling, the gap is not a little bit.

Yue Qingquan looked at this situation, and he didn't know whether it was because of the overflowing love of the old father, or because he felt that he should not be too disadvantaged, so Yu Kongge added a quiet room for Le's family.

Although practitioners have the power to move mountains and fill seas, the quiet room used for practice must not be sloppy, and it is obviously time-consuming and labor-intensive.

Happy to return impatient, and don't really need special ones right now, so he huddles next to Yu Wuchen to practice first, Bei Chenli sees that he wants to come in, he is not in a hurry to practice right now, he just meditates with him.

Yu Wuchen and Le Yugui felt a little uneasy about Bei Chenli's company. The past few days were frightening, and they almost took turns staring at him. Who knew that Bei Chenli was very quiet, not making a sound or disturbing him. As if falling asleep the next moment.

After a few days, the two of them gradually lost their guard and gradually stopped paying attention to Bei Chenli.One day, Bei Chenli didn't know whether it was premeditated by Bei Chenli or he was simply bored of sitting. He suddenly released a poisonous mist when the two of them practiced urgently. No matter how big the meditation room was, the poisonous mist immediately filled the air.

Happy to return is almost a curse, he is at a critical juncture in his performance, and he doesn't want to give up all his previous efforts, so he has to release his spiritual energy to fight.

Yu Wuchen's spiritual energy for body protection came out early, although it was not as strenuous as Le Yugui, it still took a lot of effort.

After a while, Yu Wuchen finished his work first, his forehead was already slightly sweaty, he didn't have time to blame Bei Chenli, he went to help and returned home first.

It took a lot of effort to go back to the happy place. The clothes were already sweaty and heavy, but they still gritted their teeth and endured it, refusing to give up.

Bei Chenli just smiled and watched from the side, without any intention of lending a hand.

Yu Wuchen hung his hands in the air, wanting to help him return to his meritorious deeds, but Bei Chenli suddenly came over and hit him.

Bei Chenli's palm skills were limited, but there was poison in his palms, and his body skills were weird. Yu Wuchen really didn't dare to neglect him, so he counterattacked and took his move: "Don't make trouble!"

Bei Chenli was unmoved, and while guarding against him before helping him, he was happy to return, while looking at him and nodding, mouthing: "There is me!"

Yu Wuchen was a little hesitant as he was happy to return. He understood Bei Chenli's intentions, but this was really a big game.

Bei Chenli raised his chin, and suddenly raised his voice, "I'll save you!"

Yu Wuchen shook his head and backed away, they had been together for a while, and he had never seen Bei Chenli speak so loudly before, he obviously wanted to tell Le Yugui that there was no hope for help.

Le Yugui gritted his teeth. He heard the two fighting and talking just now, so he naturally understood Bei Chenli's meaning, but the process was too fucking painful.

Yu Wuchen was a little worried and wanted to laugh, if he wasn't afraid that the hard work of the past few days would be in vain, Le Yigui would probably have jumped up early.

When the work was done, Le Yigui lay down on the ground and took a deep breath.

Bei Chenli hurried over, pinched his veins, and then grinned condescendingly at him.

"You little bastard, just wait for me!" Le Guigui cursed while lying down.

Bei Chenli was puzzled, turned his head to look around, and Le Yigui guessed that he was looking for a rabbit.It is also a kind of loneliness to sigh and close your eyes, scolding others but not understanding.

Fortunately, although this method is painful, the effect is surprisingly good, especially for Le Ye Gui, probably because of his low cultivation base, and an extra part of spiritual energy is allocated to perform anti-drug skills, and it is almost twice the result with half the effort.

So from that day on, the quiet room began to be lively, and Le Guigui enjoyed it while crying ghosts and howling wolves, and Yu Wuchen also benefited a lot, and soon broke through to a new level.

***

Royal Palace.

Prince's dormitory.

"Qinghan, are you serious?" Yan Qingyu sat in front of Yan Qinghan's bed with a look of astonishment.

"Really!" Yan Qinghan turned over and faced the bed: "You just say that I am unwell, and the New Year's banquet is no big deal anyway!"

"The New Year's banquet is no big deal!" Yan Qingyu said helplessly, "But this year is different from the past. You don't see anyone right after the coronation ceremony. This..."

Everyone is preparing for the New Year's banquet. This is a convention at the end of the year. It is necessary to invite some aristocratic families and sects according to different categories. The ministers, workers and elders gather together. Of course, this gathering is also particular. The villagers and ministers will be invited first when it is approaching. Small sects and small sects That's right, the people who will be invited on the last day are all big families and sects.

As a result, Yan Qingyu was busy, and Yan Qinghan suddenly sent an attendant to invite him, saying that he was unwell.Yan Qingyu was startled, and hurriedly dropped what she was doing and rushed over.

This year the crown prince was newly crowned. The king had already intended to abdicate, so he handed everything over to the prince. It was really busy during this time, but Yan Qinghan's health has always been good, and his practice is also the most diligent among his brothers. As for being sick because of these exhaustions?

Yan Qingyu even brought the pharmacist with him, but when he came, he saw that the prince was not sick, he was clearly pretending to be sick, and the pretending was obvious, so he quickly sent the pharmacist away, and it was going to spread...

Seeing Yan Qinghan pretending to be sick, Yan Qingyu guessed something about the cause of the disease, but this can't be pointed out yet.

It would be shameful for the crown prince not to attend the annual banquet tomorrow, Yan Qingyu turned around and persuaded: "Qinghan, there will be a lot of people tomorrow, and they are all important sects..."

Yan Qinghan turned over and lay down on the bed, simply buried her face.

This direction is probably wrong, Yan Qingyu scratched his head, and changed his mind: "Tomorrow Pavilion Master Yu will come over..."

Yan Qinghan stretched out his hand to pull over the silk quilt, and covered his head.

Yan Qingyu was mad, he just wanted to explain that there are so many people in the sky, Yu Wuchen has no chance to provoke you, why is it so hard and still can't explain it!

Yan Qinghan was buried under the quilt and couldn't come out. Yan Qingyu persuaded him for a long time, but he felt that he couldn't persuade him anymore, so he had no choice but to calm down: "Okay, you really don't want to go?"

"En!" Yan Qinghan replied sullenly, but still refused to come out.

Yan Qingyu sighed: "Then you take care of it, I'll ask Father to come out and take care of him!"

The lord was kind enough to invite him, but he thought that Yan Qinghan was really tired and wanted to see it in person, so Yan Qingyu hurriedly found an excuse to stop him.

Arranged properly, Yan Qingyu thought about it, Feijian passed on the letter to Yu Wuchen, it was hard for anyone to imagine that Yan Qinghan was so capricious, that master was not easily dismissed, if he didn't say hello in advance, he would still Not sure what the trouble is going to be!

***

Yu Kong Pavilion.

As the New Year approached, Bei Chenli was persuaded by his father to take him back. The New Year's Eve Lai was in another sect, and it was still in another country.

Yu Wuchen and Le Yigui no longer worked so hard, following the seasons, this is also a part of practice.

This day, the clouds were low and thick, and there was a lot of snow. The two simply boiled the wine, and sat around the stove with Yu Wuming and others to enjoy the snow.

A cyan sword light stopped in Yu Wuchen's hand, and Yu Wuchen couldn't stop smiling after watching it.

"What's so fun?" Le Yugui was curious: "Why twice today? Are you making trouble again?"

Yu Wuchen smiled and handed Fei Jian the letter: "You're pretending to be sick!"

"This is really..." Le Yugui looked at it and smiled: "If you don't listen to me telling you to slow down, it will scare people!"

Yu Wuming and the others were confused and only looked at the two of them.

"Pretending to be sick? Who?" Yu Wuxin couldn't help asking.

"Your future sister-in-law!" Le Yugui smiled to reveal the spoiler, and winked at Yu Wuchen, gloating: "Brother Wuchen, I didn't say that, your image is really not very good, and you have made people look like you." Scared to hide from you by pretending to be sick!"

"Eldest brother, what sister-in-law?" Yu Wuming frowned, not sure if the words of happy return were true or not.

Yu Wuchen looked at him with a smile and sighed: "Isn't this just messing with me!"

This question was a bit irrelevant, but he didn't deny it, Yu Wunian also frowned.

Le Yugui chuckled: "Yu Wuchen, you have such a big face!"

Yu Wuchen looked outside the hall and nodded solemnly: "Well, it looks like snowflakes!"

Yu Wuyi spit out a sip of tea directly, and everyone laughed for a while, they all felt that Yu Wuchen was joking, and then caught up with Yu Shanchuan and others to join them in the fun, and changed the topic for a while.

The invitations for the New Year's banquet were naturally sent early, and since Yan Qinghan claimed to be sick, of course he would not send the invitations.

"He is avoiding you, are you still going?" Le Yugui asked Yu Wuchen in a low voice.

"Naturally!" Yu Wuchen raised his eyebrows and smiled: "It's just a matter of visiting the sick!"

"You have a sinister smile..." Le Yugui glanced at him: "It's nothing... Oh!"

Le Yugui suddenly realized that if Yan Qinghan hadn't pretended to be sick, he would have hosted the New Year's banquet. With so many people around, they really didn't have much chance to be alone.

This pretending to be sick is good. With Yan Qingyu's secret help, is it not easy for Yu Wuchen to do something?

Yu Shanchuan accepted the invitation and asked for opinions from several disciples as usual.Yu Kongge has loose rules in this regard, the annual feast is nothing important, and the disciples can come and stay as they please.

When Yu Wuchen said to go, Yu Shanchuan didn't pay much attention, but Yu Wuming looked at him suspiciously: "Brother, don't you always dislike such lively occasions?"

Yu Wuchen cupped his hands upwards: "Share your worries for Master!"

Yu Wuming is speechless, should the excuse be so obvious, when you need to share your worries, when will you share them!

Yu Shanchuan felt very relieved when he heard the words, and he was so sad that he didn't bother to worry about how much Yu Wuchen's words were true.

***

The New Year's banquet is still a big banquet. Only big families and sects are invited on this day. There are not too many people, and they all have their own identities, but it is quiet and orderly.

When Yu Wuchen and the others arrived, all the princes greeted the guests in front of His Majesty to show their sincerity.

As usual, Yu Shanchuan and Yueqingquan were advanced, while Yu Wuchen and the others were a few steps behind.After the two elders turned around, they were happy to return to Yila Yu Wuchen, and the two got back into the car. As usual, they exchanged polite greetings before entering the palace for a while.

"Yu Wuming!" Someone outside the car shouted: "You're here to entertain again? Yu Wuchen is a big brother, so worry-free!"

What he said was yin and yang, and Yu Wuming knew who was coming by hearing the voice. A core disciple of Zang Jianfeng was originally unknown, because he loved to make trouble and made himself a joke without knowing it.

Yu Wuming didn't even remember his name, he just turned sideways, neither salty nor dull: "Don't worry about it!"

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