1novels Chapter 92 Pursuit
Chapter 92 Pursuit
The imperial capital of Zhongzhou, at the foot of the emperor, is the most comfortable and prosperous place in Jiuzhou.
Yan Xuekong didn't want to attract onlookers, so he cast an illusion and walked along the street with Xie Yuchen in the downtown area without disturbing anyone.
In these years, he was mostly outside, and he didn't go shopping a few times, but along the way, the surrounding buildings and scenery hardly changed.
He couldn't help smiling.
Xie Yuchen has been looking at him without leaving his eyes. Seeing this, he asked, "What are you laughing at?"
Yan Xuekong tilted his head and said: "The mountains and rivers will not change, but the old scenery will remain."
Xie Yuchen nodded and said, "So, one sentence is missing."
Yan Xuekong: "Which sentence?"
Xie Yuchen: "The old friend remains the same."
Yan Xuekong blinked his eyes, really admired his familiarity, the two of them could never be considered old friends.
When passing the restaurant, just as the storyteller was talking about it, he closed the folding fan and knocked the handle on the table with a moving expression: "... 300 years ago, Yuanchen Tianzun was just an ordinary boy, but he was betrayed by his relatives, Betrayed by a close friend, betrayed by a fiancée, and lonely all his life, fortunately, he was favored by destiny, turned to the path of ruthlessness, and finally became the strongest in the world!"
The words are powerful, accompanied by the passionate sound of the piano, and the familiar stories are told with a soul-stirring effect.
All the guests applauded.
"Well said, well said!"
"Every time I don't want to work hard, I come to listen to the deeds of Yuanchen Tianzun. It's so inspiring. It's a role model for my generation!"
"Fight invincible hands all over the world, but there are no regulars in the world. If you want me to say, there are lovers in my generation, I would rather die than practice the ruthless way!"
"Everyone has their own ambitions, but it's a pity that they were not born 300 years ago to witness a generation of legendary demeanor."
Xie Yuchen was expressionless.
These mortals are too idle.
Yan Xuekong glanced at him, stopped, waved to him, walked into the restaurant, found a seat by the window, sat down and ordered some dishes.
The storyteller received the tip, and then started making up stories about the love and hatred between Yuanchen Tianzun and his fiancée.
Xie Yuchen frowned and said, "Yanyan, what do you want to know, just ask me directly, don't listen to these rumors."
"It's all rumors? Don't be angry. In fact, they have no bad intentions. The people of Jiuzhou are open, and even the experiences of my parents are often compiled into stories."
Yan Xuekong looked away and raised his hand to pour tea.
Xie Yuchen took it, poured two cups of tea, and put his favorite dish in front of him. A series of actions were natural, as if he had done this countless times.
Yan Xuekong was slightly surprised, thoughtful.
It stands to reason that he is a junior, and these things should have been done by him.
"Brother Yuchen, you are different from what I imagined."
"What do you imagine me to be like?"
Yan Xuekong looked at him with his chin, and said, "Shouldn't you be cold when you practice the ruthless way? But I see you, you are gentle and approachable, giving me the illusion that you will agree to whatever I say."
Xie Yuchen's eyes were gentle: "Is it an illusion, you can try it."
Yan Xuekong was taken aback, and couldn't help asking: "You...do you think I'm someone?"
No wonder he had such an idea.
When they met for the first time, they had no relatives and no reason, but this high-ranking Tianzun had no pretensions. Instead, he took care of him everywhere, and even seemed to be coaxing him.
Xie Yuchen said seriously: "No, Yanyan, you are you, I am only special to you."
Yan Xuekong was puzzled and said, "Why?"
Xie Yuchen wanted to confess, but he also knew that he couldn't be too hasty, so he said, "You are likable."
Yan Xuekong: "..."
When he was four years old, he heard this kind of talk a lot, and he was very proud, thinking that everyone loved him.
Now that he has grown up, he is inevitably embarrassed, but after thinking about it, at his age, he is probably still a little baby with Yuanchen Tianzun, and it is nothing if he is praised.
Yan Xuekong changed the subject: "Brother Yuchen, when I was young, I heard from my father that your fiancée offended the disciples of the great sect, and you protected her all the way to escape, and so many things happened. Is it true?"
"The fiancée is the marriage contract made by the parents before birth. There is no relationship between me and her, only the friendship between brothers and sisters."
Xie Yuchen's tone was light, with some meaning of explanation: "I was conceited when I was young, and I didn't hold back during the martial arts competition. I seriously injured the opponent and made him lose face. That's why I was chased and killed. I was on a mission at the time, and there were also Other colleagues."
Yan Xuekong sympathized and said: "Since it is a marriage contract in the womb, it should be a childhood sweetheart who grew up together. If she betrays you, you must be very sad."
Xie Yuchen shook his head and said, "I grew up in the sect, and we didn't meet her until she entered the sect when she was a teenager."
Yan Xuekong had an exquisite mind, so he vaguely guessed something.
Since he was a child in the sect, it shows that he has a bad relationship with his parents, that's why his close relatives betrayed him later.
As for Ye Yaoxi, she is from the Ye family, and she must be very talented in practicing the Nine Heavens Holy Lotus Art.
The Qing Qiong Sect 300 years ago was a little unknown sect. With Ye Yaoxi's talent, there were many better sects to go to, but she only chose Qing Qiong Sect.
For whom, one can imagine.
Perhaps, Xie Yuchen has no affection for her, but she undoubtedly likes Xie Yuchen.
Under such circumstances, would she betray her fiancé because she was afraid of being chased by Da Zongmen?
Something must have happened in between.
Time has passed, the past is over, Yan Xuekong is unwilling to poke other people's wounds again.
He stopped asking, and bowed his head to eat his lunch.
Xie Yuchen took the initiative and said: "At that time, I was about the same age as you are now. I only thought about cultivation and becoming stronger, and never thought about love."
"You don't need to tell me these things." The two of them were unfamiliar, and Yan Xuekong didn't care about his personal affairs, but was more curious about his cultivation level.
"Yanyan, remember what I said."
Taking advantage of his memory loss, Xie Yuchen deliberately explained everything clearly, so as not to cause misunderstandings and troubles.
After lunch, the two chatted for a while, left the restaurant, and wandered around in other places.
"Brother Yuchen, Bieruo once said that after passing the catastrophe period, the Mahayana ascended to become a human immortal, and after the human immortal there were Xuanxian and Jinxian. When he was in his prime, he was one step away from the 'Immortal Realm'. Going up, it is the 'Fairy Emperor Realm'."
Yan Xuekong asked: "Above the Immortal Emperor Realm, is the Divine Realm?"
Xie Yuchen said slowly: "That's an ordinary way to advance. In many cases, the situation is different, so we can't generalize it."
Yan Xuekong's golden eyes were shining, and he was very interested: "Can you tell me?"
Xie Yuchen stretched out his hand, wanting to touch his face, he stretched halfway, and paused in the air.
If you don't give up, you can't go forward.
In Yan Yan's heart, they have just reached the stage of "just getting to know each other".
Xie Yuchen said: "It's getting late, you should go back, we'll talk about it tomorrow."
Yan Xuekong raised his eyes: "Why?"
Xie Yuchen brushed his loose silver hair, and said in a low voice, "I'm afraid you'll miss the appointment tomorrow."
Facing those deep and complex black eyes, Yan Xuekong was speechless for a moment.
Back in the palace, the two said goodbye and parted. As soon as they entered the bedroom, Yan Yuan and Hua Yuelong walked in: "Yan Yan, you're back."
Yan Xuekong got up and called out: "Daddy, mother."
Yan Yuan looked worried, and looked him up, down, left, and right, as if he was afraid that he would be bullied.
Hua Yuelong tentatively asked: "How about going out today?"
Yan Xuekong felt that the two of them were strange, and said: "The visitor is a guest. I used to go out with sister Mu and the others, and you never asked."
"That's different. He has a different identity and is very powerful. We are worried that you are not used to getting along with him. If there is any conflict, don't go tomorrow."
"Mother, it's okay. I thought he had a bad temper, but today he treats me very..." Yan Xuekong didn't know how to describe it. After thinking about it, he said, "Very gentle."
Huayue was speechless.
Does the word tenderness have anything to do with Yuanchen Tianzun's embryo-killing?
Yan Xuekong looked calm, and analyzed: "I have some doubts, I look like someone he knew before, although he said no, but only for this reason, his behavior is reasonable."
Yan Yuan: "Yes."
Hua Yuelong: "Then you..."
"I don't care." Yan Xuekong didn't care, and smiled: "I just think of him as a powerful elder, just like the Taoist grandfather. Anyway, after he finishes his work, he will go back to heaven."
Hua Yuelong thought her son was too simple before, but now she thinks her son is too smart.
Forcibly set up a substitute literature.
So much so that she began to pity Xie Yuchen, the road ahead is long, and it is not easy to chase him.
The next day, the sun was rising, and the morning dew was not yet shining.
Xie Yuchen was already waiting outside the hall.
"So early?" An hour later, Yan Xuekong went out. He changed into a gold-patterned dress with a waist and sleeves, and his silver hair was loosely tied behind him. He looked beautiful and casual.
Xie Yuchen said bluntly, "I want to see you."
Yan Xuekong said calmly, "Let's go."
"and many more."
Xie Yuchen motioned him to sit down, untied the hairband that was tied up indiscriminately, took out the comb he had made earlier, and helped him comb his long hair. Sensing his refusal, he said, "It's windy today, and it's easy to mess up."
Yan Xuekong took the hair tie and said, "Don't bother, I'll tie it tighter myself."
He blushes a little. Before he was five years old, a maid helped him comb his hair. After 12 years of sleep, his hair became longer and longer. He didn't know how to take care of it, so he could only simply tie it up or use illusions.
Now at home, I am too lazy to cast spells, so I just play casually.
Xie Yuchen naturally knew that, that's why he wanted to give him a hair pin and a comb, and wanted to comb his hair for the rest of his life.
"Let me help you."
"Don't, this kind of thing..."
As soon as Yan Xuekong said something, he was held down, and his silver hair was held up with both hands, his movements were light and neat, with a sense of care and cherishment.
Xie Yuchen helped him tie a high ponytail, and put the hairpin on it without any trace.
Yan Xuekong didn't move, his golden eyes turned slightly, and aimed at him: "What did you wear for me?"
Xie Yuchen wrote lightly: "Meeting ceremony."
"No, I can't take it." Yan Xuekong frowned, raising his hand to pull it off and return it to him.
"It's not a valuable thing." Xie Yuchen put away the comb, and took his hand along the way: "You asked me yesterday, do you want to listen to the matter of the gods?"
This is not in a hurry.
Yan Xuekong turned his head and said seriously: "Brother Yuchen, you have to understand who I am."
Xie Yuchen sighed lightly: "Yanyan, you don't understand who I am."
Yan Xuekong: "..."
There is something in the words, he can hear it, but he doesn't understand.
The two walked out of the palace and headed towards the school. Halfway there, Yan Xuekong was still thinking, when suddenly dark clouds gathered in the sky, and it started to rain in an instant.
Xie Yuchen was about to open the barrier.
Yan Xuekong lowered his head, took out the umbrella from his waist bag and handed it over: "Don't you want to visit Zhongzhou and understand the people's sentiments? Ordinary people do this when it rains."
Xie Yuchen looked at him, grabbed the handle of the umbrella, opened it, and hit the two of them on the head.
Yan Xuekong pushed: "I still have an umbrella."
Xie Yuchen approached, let his clothes overlap, and said with a slight smile: "One handful is enough."