Dust is cold

The Le family is a family of practice in Yan Huai's country second only to Yu Konge, and Yan Qinghan is naturally no stranger to him, so he calmly slowed down when he saw this.

He is happy to return to the array, he is the youngest son of the owner of the Le family, he has a good cultivation, and he is especially talented in the array. He has already grown out of blue at a young age, and he has a tendency to carry forward the Le family's array.

Now Yu Wuchen and Le Yue are in this formation, which makes people a little confused.Lejia and Yu Kongge had a good relationship, but the obvious bruise on Le Guigui's face was obviously new.

Yu Wuming was too embarrassed, just now Yu Wuchen held on to Le Yigui, and just stared at him without saying a word, the two almost got into a fight, he and Yu Wuyi were busy separating before they went out too late.

There are many children in the Le family, but the head of the family, Yue Qingquan, loves the youngest son, and there is nothing wrong with liking him. He takes Le Le with him wherever he goes, and never leaves him for a moment.

Because I have a good personal relationship with Yu Shanchuan, I often come here to hang around, and I am willing to return to see Yu Wuchen often. In the past, the two of them didn't pay much attention to each other, and they were willing to return to Wuchen who was favored. It's not pleasing to the eye, but who knows that when they met today, they almost started a fight, if it wasn't for Le Yigui's avoidance, the fight would have been over by now.

When Yu Wuming went out, he gave Yu Wuchen a wink, telling him not to make trouble in the main hall in front of the guests, but now he was still confronting Le Yugui, and the two took the first place on both sides, even making Yan Qinghan It's not convenient to sit, and he is a prince, so he can't be arranged under the two of them, right?

Yan Qinghan glanced at the two of them, this was the first time he saw Yu Wuchenhao's unobstructed face, Yu Wuchen's eyes were very characteristic, narrow and long, with pupils like ink, without the cover of the mask, On the whole, it looks more different... Yan Qinghan glanced at it, then lowered his eyes.

Yu Wuchen had already noticed something, and glanced this way, Le Yugui took advantage of this gap to get up, walked towards the gate of the palace with a sway, grinned when passing by Yan Qinghan, and said: "The prince is here Ah, please sit down!"

This is so eye-catching, Yu Wuming was so moved that he wanted to cry, the convention in the Nether Realm, the left side is the honor, but the first seat on the left side of the main hall of Yukong Pavilion is Yu Wuchen's special seat, he has a cleanliness habit, and uses things that others use You can't touch them, so the first seat on the right side of Yukong Pavilion is the most respectful place for guests.

Yu Wuming hurriedly stretched out his hand to lead Yan Qinghan over, but Yan Qinghan hadn't taken a step yet, when a strong wind hit his face, Yu Wuchen rushed towards the palace gate, and stopped for a while when passing by Yan Qinghan's side, Yan Qinghan subconsciously wanted to hide, As the side of his neck warmed up, Yu Wuchen paused beside him for a breath, and then moved towards Le Yugui to chase after him.

Le Yugui seemed to have expected this earlier, when Yu Wuchen was about to grab his shoulder, he slapped back, and the palm wind faintly carried a formation, and directly attacked Yan Qinghan, Yu Wuchen hesitated, he had seen it earlier Chu Yuegui's palm has its own appearance, even if it hits him, it doesn't pose much threat, but Yan Qinghan...Yu Wuchen subconsciously slammed into him.

Yu Wuming also rushed over and was covered in cold sweat by the two of them. Naturally, the prince came to Yukong Pavilion with guards and followers, but to show respect, the followers stayed at the bottom of the mountain when they went up the mountain. , are not around at this time. First, there are many guards inside the sect, and no one will take the risk of coming here to assassinate. Naturally, there is no need to be so nervous. The lord went down to work for the prince and was a guest of a sect, and the sect was responsible for the safety issues. If the prince was injured in Yukong Pavilion, it would be a matter of right and wrong...

Le Yugui glanced at Yu Wuchen with a smile, and went out with his sleeves thrown up: "I'm not going with your distinguished guest yet!"

Yu Wuchen stopped chasing him, frowned and returned to his seat to sit down, without speaking, staring at Yan Qinghan's direction in a daze.

Yan Qinghan quickly avoided his gaze, a little embarrassed.

Yu Wuming coughed twice, and separated Yu Wuchen's sight by delivering tea, what's the matter with the senior brother today, he is happy to go home after beating up and teasing the prince again?

Yu Wuming wanted to talk about the scene, but before he opened his mouth, Yu Shanchuan came out and belonged to the same country. Even if he was the owner of the Yukong Pavilion, he still had to sell some of the face of the royal family. The one who is the prince is the third prince.

After Yu Shanchuan exchanged some greetings and accepted the post, he asked Yu Wuchen to accompany him in person.

Yu Wuchen agreed loudly, but this cooperative attitude made Yu Shanchuan a little uncomfortable, so he gave him a suspicious look before leaving.

Yu Wuming rubbed his brows, the meaning of the old master is good, he wants the senior brother to get in touch with the crown prince, which can be regarded as paving the way for the future of Yu Kongge and the royal family, but the senior senior brother is a bit strange today, don’t get familiar with it and offend the prince first... …

Sure enough, as soon as Yu Shanchuan left, Yu Wuchen sat down, leaned on the seat, idly lowered his eyebrows, and played with a plant of grass thoughtfully, without any intention of opening his mouth.

Yu Wuming was helpless, but he was also used to it. He winked at Yu Wunian and Yu Wuwu, and the three of them found topics to chat with the prince.

Being ignored, Yan Qinghan breathed a sigh of relief, pulled the corners of his lips, and smiled calmly. The previous incident was indeed an accident.

Several people were chatting, when the long grass in Yu Wuchen's hand suddenly twirled, and he raised his eyes to look at Yu Wuming: "Wuming, have you ever heard of the soul-separating technique?"

Yu Wuming was stunned for a moment, he was talking about the birthday of the king, and the big brother's thinking was a little jumpy.

Yan Qinghan sat silently with his eyebrows lowered, the time was almost up, and he could leave and go back after staying for a while.

Yu Wuming pondered for a while, and Yu Wunian interrupted: "Soul-separation technique? I haven't heard of it. Senior brother, why are you asking this?"

Yu Wuchen didn't answer, his eyes glanced at Yan Qinghan, only looking at Yu Wuming.

"I've heard of some!" Yu Wuming searched for information on the soul-separating technique: "It is said that the soul-separating technique is an ancient secret technique that can extract the soul of a person, and those who are affected may die or become unconscious!"

"Is there any other possibility?" Yu Wuchen frowned slightly, seeming a little troubled.

"I haven't heard of anything else. I heard that this kind of secret technique was too cruel, and its sect was wiped out by the ancient monks. Now no one knows how to use it. These sayings have only been seen in classics!" Yu Wuming said: "Elder brother, what do you ask?"

Yu Wuchen was silent for a while, and smiled at Yan Qinghan: "I have heard that His Royal Highness has a lot of blog posts, so I wonder if I can teach you a thing or two?"

Being named directly, Yan Qinghan had no choice but to say: "I have seen a record in an ancient book that the soul performers of the centered spirit vary according to their own physique and the skill of the performer. There are roughly three situations, but all It's just a wild gossip in the countryside, so there's no way to verify it, so I don't know if the statement is credible!"

"Oh?" Yu Wuchen stretched his long and narrow eyebrows, staring at him with great interest: "I would like to hear the details!"

Covered by his eyes, Yan Qinghan felt a thorn on his back, and quickly avoided his sight: "It is recorded in ancient books that, in addition to the state of death and unconsciousness mentioned by Mr. Wuming just now, there was also hysteria, which was like madness. No one can understand what you say, I don’t know what the young master asked, but this is the case?”

"It's really interesting!" Yu Wuchen smiled softly, poured a cup of tea from his table, got up and walked slowly to Yan Qinghan, and handed it over.

Yan Qinghan raised his hand to accept it, but Yu Wuchen turned his wrist lightly, avoiding it, and brought it directly to his lips: "Try it, I fried it!"

Yan Qinghan's breath was stagnant, and he looked around subconsciously. Yu Wuchen's position was obviously intentional. Yu Wuming and others' eyes were blocked by him, and they couldn't see this side. This tea...

Yu Wuchen watched his movements, and laughed aloud: "Does His Royal Highness feel that I am not sincere enough?"

"Senior brother?" Yu Wuming called out worriedly. He always felt that something was wrong with the senior brother today, so he poured tea himself and delivered it to someone. This is rare treatment even for a master.

"Bring the prince a cup of tea!" Yu Wuchen waved his hand backwards. Yu Wuming, who was about to get up, had to sit down again. There is nothing wrong with that.

Yan Qinghan glanced at him, Yu Wuchen smiled but not a smile, and blew lightly on his lips, the tea in the cup floated, and then a frivolous voice came to his ears: "My mouth is dry, if you don't drink, I will send them away How about feeding you another way?"

Yan Qinghan hesitated because it was sound transmission into the secret, this kind of kung fu required advanced spiritual support, and he was not strong enough to communicate with Yu Wuchen through sound transmission.

Yu Wuchen didn't wait for him to communicate, and suddenly grinned, coughed lightly, and slowly raised his left hand, Yan Qinghan didn't dare to be stubborn anymore, and hurriedly lowered his head and took a sip of tea in his hand.

Yu Wuchen smiled in satisfaction, put the cup beside him, and returned to his seat.

Yu Wuming and the three looked at each other inexplicably, and then looked at Yu Wuchen. Yu Wuchen didn't play tricks now, and reclined on the seat and continued to play with his grass.

Seeing that the prince was also in a daze, Yu Wuming hurriedly explained with a smile: "It is indeed the tea made by the elder brother himself. From picking to frying, no one else has touched it. His treasure is very precious, and he refuses to show it easily. His Highness the prince thinks it can still be eaten. ?"

Yan Qinghan cleared the expression on his face in an instant, and smiled faintly: "Sure enough... extraordinary!"

Immediately he got up and bowed: "I have been bothering you for a long time, Qinghan bid farewell!"

Yu Wuming was stunned for a moment, the topic of His Royal Highness changed too quickly, and he seemed to be running away, maybe the elder brother scared him just now, but he didn't intend to say more, he got up to say hello and was ready to see off the guests.

"Are you leaving?" Yu Wuchen asked suddenly.

Yan Qinghan smiled faintly, and said again loudly: "I still have to return to my father, it is inconvenient to stay for a long time, Qinghan bids farewell!"

After saying the words, he cupped his hands, turned around and walked towards the gate of the palace without waiting for the other party to answer, Yu Wuchen's words and actions twice in a row were too ambiguous, no matter what the purpose was, he didn't want to get too entangled.

Yu Wuming and others hurriedly got up to follow, Yu Wuchen swayed, passed the crowd and caught up with Yan Qinghan, stretched out his hand and pulled his wrist, raised his eyebrows slantingly: "I can't run away, even if I come back tomorrow!"

"This..." Yan Qinghan struggled to withdraw his hand.

Yu Wuchen didn't let go, and pulled the person out: "Take you to Yukong Pavilion!"

"Senior brother!" Yu Wuming rushed up in two steps. This excuse was too casual. It's not the first time His Royal Highness has come here, and Yu Kong Pavilion has visited countless times.

Yu Wuchen didn't turn his head back: "I'll accompany the prince for a stroll, you guys prepare for the evening...evening fast!"

Yu Wuming retreated with a wry smile, and stopped Yu Wunian and Yu Wuwu by the way, the meaning of the elder brother is already very obvious, I don't know how Yan Qinghan fell into his eyes, even the prince has to fast when he is away, I just ask the prince Your Highness is blessed.

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