Dust is cold

"Hey!" Le Yue returned to the car and said, "Your family is ignorant and not fuel-efficient!"

"Yeah!" Yu Wuchen threw out a voice restraint as early as the other party's voice, and it was obviously a way to pass the time and watch the fun at the moment.

Outside, the other party choked and stared at Yu Wuming,

Yu Wuming didn't care either. I don't know if Zang Jianfeng is limited to skills or aptitude. From the sect master to the disciples, they are not outstanding, but there are many disciples and the scale is huge.

Yu Shanchuan and Yue Qingquan had already reached the entrance of the hall, and the fifth prince who was waiting here hurried forward to guide him: "Several immortal brothers, please enter the hall!"

Because Yu Shanchuan hadn't entered the palace yet, Yu Wuming only smiled politely and didn't move. This was a routine etiquette, and both parties knew it well, so the fifth prince only smiled and waited without urging.

"Yukong Pavilion is so arrogant!" The troublemaker just now came to brush his existence again.

Le Yugui shook his head, desperate to die, it is quite rare to grow so big after doing so.

"Wait!" Yu Wuming's voice came coldly.

Le Yugui lifted up the corner of the car curtain, it turned out that the troublemaker brother took a few steps forward, it seemed that he wanted to enter the palace ahead of them, this guy is really weird, the king came out at the gate of the palace, he was greeting Yu Shanchuan and the others, Yu Wuming himself I didn't dare to move, can I let you go first?

Over there, Yu Shanchuan and the others finally entered the palace, and the brother who caused the trouble wanted to take another step. The prince who was accompanying him was anxious, and it was difficult to stop him if he wanted to.

Yu Wuming glanced at him: "Wait!"

The troublemaker got angry: "Yu Wuming, don't go too far!"

Happy to return to the forehead, who is going too far, I have never seen such a big face.

Yu Wuming didn't want to talk nonsense with him, he just took a step to block the sword, didn't speak, just stood there.

Happy to smile: "The ignorance has also learned to be shady!"

Yu Wuchen didn't expect Yu Wuming to do this, he was stunned for a moment and then smiled: "I learned from you?"

Happy to return to blame and let out a cry to express speechlessness.

"Hmph!" The master who is really not An Sheng: "What kind of prestige is being played, isn't it because Yu Wuchen is not here? If he is here, you won't even..."

"Wuming!" Le Yugui couldn't listen anymore, and got out of the car directly: "Forget it if you beat him out, and I'll be the one who beat you to death!"

The troublemaker glanced at him, and sneered: "It turned out that he was happy to return. Since when did Yu Kongge and the Le family get along with each other?"

I am happy to go back and shrink back. If I didn’t have myself, I wouldn’t be able to get away with this beating. Dare to directly scold someone’s teacher is also a state!

Yu Wuming flew over with a flash of sword light, without looking back, only looking at the car: "Brother, shall we go?"

Yu Wuchen Shi Shiran got out of the car, didn't look at Zang Jianfeng's side, only taught Yu Wuming: "It's too late to act, next time earlier!"

Yu Wuming nodded: "Yes!"

Le Yugui is not as cold as they are. He turned his head and took a look. The brother who caused the trouble didn't know where his injury was. Anyway, he was covering his chest with his hands. In this posture, Le Guigui especially wanted to say that you should tear up your clothes again!

"Yu Wuchen, you are despicable, you..." The troublemaker howled from behind, but he didn't dare to go forward.

Yu Wuchen walked forward steadily, ignoring him from the beginning to the end.

I am happy to give a thumbs up. One of their musicologists once said that silence is the most perfect way to express contempt. Yu Wuchen's style is directly the most perfect interpretation.

The hall was brightly lit, but the hustle and bustle remained.

Yu Wuchen was in a good mood today, some came up to say hello and many of them got him a smile.

Le Yugui looked at the corners of his raised lips silently lighting the wax for Yan Qinghan, His Royal Highness really miscalculated this time.

Yu Wuchen and Yue Guigui sat down in their seats, Yu Wuchen glanced around and landed on Yan Qingyu.

Yan Qingyu looked at him, Yu Wuchen's lips moved slightly, not knowing what the sound transmission said.

Yan Qingyu nodded with a wry smile.In fact, Yan Qinghan has been guarding against this move for a long time. The prince's dormitory is now heavily guarded, and even outside the main hall is his eyeliner. It stands to reason that Yu Wuchen would not forcefully break in. It can't be done by movement or movement, the purpose is to make him retreat in spite of difficulties.

This arrangement is considered perfect, but it's a pity...Yan Qingyu watched Yan Qinghan painstakingly plan the arrangement these days, and really didn't know how to express it.

After drinking for three rounds, everyone is free to do whatever they want.

Yu Wuchen wanted to slip away, but Yan Qingyu was toasting the lord, and he couldn't get away for a while, so he had to wait a little longer, if he hadn't subdued Yan Qingyu earlier, he would have been really troubled at this time.

Just bored, the one who caused trouble outside the palace gate just now couldn't sit still, and I don't know how much wine he drank in such a short time, and his steps are already a little staggering.

It happened that the lord took the princes to the side of Zang Jianfeng, and the troublemaker clinked glasses with Yan Qingyu: "Why don't you see His Royal Highness?"

Yan Qingyu smiled slightly: "The prince is not feeling well, so it is inconvenient to attend!"

The troublesome brother sneered: "After this coronation, His Highness the Crown Prince is getting too airy, what's wrong with a cultivator!"

Le Yugui took a look at Yu Wuchen, this guy really hates everyone, but it's fine if he hates others, it's a bit unfavorable to involve the prince.

Yu Wuchen was about to drink, but when he heard this talk, he stopped holding his glass, squinted his eyes and looked over there.

Yan Qingyu just smiled and didn't respond. Although this person was deliberately provocative, what he said was on point. Practitioners generally don't say that they feel unwell, and if they really feel unwell, it's a big deal.

Half of the people in the hall stopped their cups to pay attention to this side. Everyone knew that Yan Qinghan was unwell before, but everyone knew it was just an excuse.

Seeing that Yan Qingyu didn't explain, the brother who caused the trouble probably felt that the prince was putting on airs, and his voice raised a few times: "His Royal Highness refuses to appear, but you don't think I'm not enough?"

Le Yugui almost burst out laughing, he was so stupid that he couldn't explain it, some people watched it.

Yan Qingyu kept smiling: "Young master insists on seeing the prince, what is the matter?"

The brother who caused the trouble was choked for a moment, and couldn't think of anything to say for a while.

Yan Qingyu withdrew and left, and was caught just as he took a step, the brother who caused the trouble hurriedly said: "I admire His Highness the Crown Prince, I miss you so much after not seeing him for a long time..."

Le Yugui was taken aback, sometimes, people want to die, but you can't stop them.

Yan Qingyu bowed slightly: "Thank you for your love, son, it is really inconvenient for the prince to meet today!"

The brother who caused the trouble was still not reconciled: "Since the prince is ill, I will go to visit him!"

No one from the masters of Zangjian Peak came today, and the leader was their chief disciple Sun Qingfei, who hurriedly stopped him when he saw this: "Junior brother, the prince is unwell, so please don't bother me!"

Reluctantly, the brother who caused the trouble seemed to be really drunk, insisted on going, and the princes were inconvenient to drag him, but Sun Qingfei didn't hold him back, and the brother who caused the trouble rushed out.

This time, there was an uproar in the hall, and the lord sighed, the arrogance of Zangjian Peak has not been a day or two!But this year's banquet can't be ruined, the prince must be wronged.

Yan Qingyu took a quick look at Yu Wuchen, and followed him out.He wasn't too worried about this person in front of him making a fuss, even if Yan Qinghan didn't make any arrangement and Yu Wuchen was there, it was impossible to let this kind of person get close to the prince's bedroom.

The king glanced at everything outside the palace, and put on a smiley face: "Young people are full of blood, let them make trouble, let's continue!"

The patriarchs and sect masters didn't take it too seriously. It's not a big deal after all to see a sick person. Even if the prince is inconvenient, a few pleasantries can still be done.

Le Yugui glanced at Yu Wuchen: "You don't care?"

Yu Wuchen put down his wine glass and stood up: "Not busy!"

Yan Qinghan was meticulous in his work, so the main hall had already arranged eyeliner, and the brother who caused trouble was stopped as soon as he rushed out. If he really waited until the prince's dormitory and refused to see him, it would be a bit unreasonable, so of course he could be stopped here most.

Le Yigui and Yu Wuchen flew up to the eaves of the main hall, condescending, looking convenient.A guard immediately came over to check, and recognized the two of them and hurriedly bowed and retreated.

The troublemaker's title is not for nothing, the guards who stopped him had an obvious attitude, obviously they had been ordered long ago, and the guards didn't answer, they just didn't let him pass.

The brother who caused the trouble yelled at the other party to ignore it, but it angered him, and finally fought.

As soon as he moved, someone in the dark also gradually moved, Yu Wuchen looked far away and narrowed his eyes.

"Array? It's not a small skill!" Le Yugui also looked in the direction of his gaze, and couldn't help but smile: "Hey, I think you are a flower picker, right?"

The expression on Yu Wuchen's face was unpredictable. Yan Qingyu Feijian didn't say anything about this formation, so he probably didn't know it. Yan Qinghan is really tight...

The troublemaker's skills are not too weak, and Yan Qinghan can only place a limited number of guards here, so it's really hard to take them down for a while.

Le Yugui smacked his mouth. Just now Yu Wuchen didn't have the same knowledge as him, probably because he wanted to use him to find out the depth of Yan Qinghan's arrangement. Now that he found out, he probably felt a little unhappy because of the result of the test, brother who caused trouble. I'm afraid that something really happened.

Sure enough, Yu Wuchen took a few glances, stood up suddenly, and suddenly the sword light soared.

I rubbed, Le Xigui quickly jumped up, is this going to chop someone with a sword?People just go crazy with alcohol, what a hatred!

"Hey!" Le Yugui stretched out his hand and tugged at Yu Wuchen's lapel: "It's Chinese New Year, don't see blood!"

Yu Wuchen hesitated for a moment, Jian Guang restrained a little, jumped up in the air, and fell straight into the battle group.

Yu Wuchen's whereabouts were obvious. The guards who were entangled with the troublesome brother were stunned for a moment and then did not stop him. Instead, the one blocking the way cleverly stepped aside. The person Yan Qinghan chose was really clever.

The troublemaker brother was a little ignorant at first, but when he saw that it was really coming towards him, he frantically blocked it with his sword.

Yu Wuchen wasn't something he could block as much as he wanted, with a flick of the long sword in his hand, there were two clangs, and the troublemaker's sword was cut off.Yu Wuchen's castration continued unabated, his toe collapsed, and he kicked the troublemaker brother in the chest.

There was a muffled sound, and the troublemaker brother flew out without making a sound.

Le Yuegui's teeth were sore from watching, the kick didn't see blood immediately, it's hard to say how much he vomited when he woke up.

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That sentence was said by George Bernard Shaw: Being silent is the perfect way to show contempt.