The protagonist of destiny is online

Chapter 12

Breakfast was not as unacceptable as Xie Yuchen imagined.

He has been bigu for 300 years, he does not eat human taste, and has been a god for too long. He just forgot how he felt when he was a human being, but this does not mean that he has not been a human being.

Seeing him in a daze, Yan Xuekong held his face and asked, "Brother Jianling, is it delicious?"

Xie Yuchen: "I don't know, I can't taste it."

The imperial chef of the Dayan Palace is almost the best, and the ingredients used are also the freshest Lingmi and Lingveg. This is probably the first time it has received such an evaluation.

Hua Yuelong listened, and said with a smile: "We can try something else tomorrow. By the way, did Yan Yan give you a name? We have always been the sword spirit and sword spirit, and we don't know how to call you."

The cub immediately raised his hand: "Too..."

Xie Yuchen interrupted him and said, "Junyu."

The cub blinked, a little confused, but did not refute, and obediently took a bowl of porridge and drank it.

Hua Yuelong read it carefully several times, looked at the two children, and showed a gentle smile: "Since it is a companion sword, it is no different from a brother, not to mention that you have been together for four years. Jun Yu, although you are a sword You can be spiritual, but you can also treat this place as your home like Yanyan, I believe that as long as you have no second thoughts, Yanyan will always respect you like an elder brother."

Xie Yuchen looked at her calmly.

Hua Yuelong leaned over and kissed the cub's face: "Mother has to deal with things, so I can't accompany you. The two little girls from Tianjian Mountain and Ancient Sacred Sect are waiting for you in the garden. Go and play with them after eating." ,OK?"

"Okay, mother, go to work."

Yan Xuekong waved his hand, after finishing his breakfast, he packed a lot of snacks in the lucky bag, and ran to the garden bouncing around.

Xie Yuchen was too lazy to attend the children's party, so he disappeared again.

At the time of early spring, hundreds of flowers are in full bloom, and the garden is full of fragrance.In the pavilion, Mu Hongyi and Shangguan Mengyin sat facing each other, sipping tea and chatting, dressed in red and cool in white, looking from a distance, it was like a beautiful picture scroll.

"Sister Mu, Sister Saint!"

The cub was dressed in a fine attire, with silver hair tied into a golden crown, and the gilt braids hanging from the crown fell on the shoulders, making the pair of golden eyes extraordinarily bright.

"His Royal Highness." The two girls stood up at the same time to pay respects. Mu Hongyi pulled away the stone stool and motioned for him to sit down first, then poured tea and put it in front of him, and asked with concern: "The incident happened suddenly yesterday, did your Highness get injured?"

Yan Xuekong smiled and shook his head: "No."

It was the first time for Shangguan Mengyin to be called elder sister by someone, and she just felt that the much-loved Prince Yan was too kind and cute, without any arrogance on her body.

She raised her eyebrows slightly, and said softly: "His Royal Highness, you saved all of our lives with your sword cut yesterday. Thank you very much. As far as I know, the headmaster of Tianjian Mountain is a sword cultivator. A sword intent is sealed in Miss Mu's body, but His Majesty Emperor Yuan and Empress Misty are not sword cultivators, so I don't know who His Highness's sword came from?"

When Mu Hongyi heard this, she was also a little curious.

"He is a very powerful person."

Yan Xuekong always felt that it was Xie Yuchen's credit. By himself, he would never be able to swing such a powerful sword, a sword that was more powerful than the teacher's uncle.

But maybe, he can do it later.

"Da Yan Shenchao is really able to produce many people." Mu Hongyi recalled that sword that seemed to be able to split the world, and she couldn't help being fascinated. She wanted to meet that strong man, but she also knew that such a person would not show up easily.

However, Mu Hongyi didn't feel that her father was inferior to that strong man, because the sword intent sealed in her body was not her father's peak.

It is not empty talk that the world's sword cultivators have created a mountain of swords.

"If it weren't for capable people coming out in large numbers, how could Jiuzhou be deterred?" Shangguan Mengyin sighed softly.

Ever since she was a child, she has always heard her master mention the Great Yan Dynasty, Emperor Yuan and Empress Wu. Whenever this happened, she would always see resentment on the master's indifferent face, but the master knew better that if he insisted on revenge, he would only Ruin the future of the Ancient Sacred Sect.

Shangguan Mengyin was found to be a Taiyin body when she was young, and she was carefully cultivated by the sect, and she was placed with high hopes by her master, and her cultivation has grown rapidly.But she was very confused in her heart. She regarded the sect as her family and her master as her own mother. She was willing to die for the sect, but she didn't want to be used as a tool for revenge.

What's more, during this trip, she found that Zhongzhou was more difficult than she imagined.

From the corner of her eyes, Shangguan Mengyin saw the cub looking down at the lucky bag around her waist, so she picked up the teacup, and while drinking tea, with a flick of her sleeve, she inadvertently swept it to the vase at the corner of the table.

The vase was between her and the cub, and Mu Hongyi couldn't reach it. Seeing that the vase was about to fall to the ground, at this moment, the cub stretched out his hand, caught it firmly, and put it back in place.

Shangguan Mengyin couldn't hide her surprise: "You..."

Yan Xuekong peeled a piece of candy and put it in his mouth. After biting it into pieces, he raised his face very cutely: "Sister Saint, do you want to compete with Yanyan?"

"what?"

Shangguan Mengyin didn't recover, and saw the cub reach out to pat her. The sense of crisis prompted her to back away quickly, and even used the Zongmen's stepping cloud footwork while spinning.

Yan Xue blinked mischievously, and when she ran out of the pavilion, she used the same footwork as her.

Shangguan Mengyin's eyes widened, and suddenly he raised his finger, and the aura was like the wind, attracting petals to form a cage, surrounding him.

Yan Xuekong let out a "wow" in surprise, and clapped his hands. The flowing cage around his body suddenly broke, and the petals scattered, like a rain of flowers falling all over the sky.

"How could you break my spell so quickly? No, it's impossible!"

Shangguan Mengyin took a few steps back in shock, only to see that the cub followed suit and also raised his hand. The golden spiritual power escaped from his fingertips, as if injecting life into the scattered petals, and the petals became flowing again. cage, trapped her.

With a "snap", the cup in Mu Hongyi's hand fell from her hand and smashed to pieces, but she didn't realize it, and said in a daze, "His Royal Highness, you, when did you draw your breath into your body?"

She clearly remembered that during the sparring in the main hall a few days ago, this little highness did not have spiritual power when he used his sword moves, but now, he was able to fight against Shangguan Mengyin.

"yesterday."

"His Royal Highness! May I ask how you learned the techniques of the Ancient Sacred Sect?" Shangguan Mengyin's tone lost its softness and became sharper. Her chest heaved and heaved, as if she was in a great mood swing.

Yan Xuekong didn't realize anything at all, tilted his head and smiled and said, "Sister Saint, you taught me just now."

"..."

Shangguan Mengyin's throat was sore, she couldn't tell what she felt in her heart, but looking at this young child, a sense of panic and even a sense of threat suddenly rose in her heart.

Known as the "No. 1 of the younger generation", the young master of the Qingqiong Dao Sect had never made her feel this way.

Yan Xuekong blinked and withdrew his spiritual power. The flowing petals spun rapidly and formed a beautiful flower. It was handed to Shangguan Mengyin, and the cub smiled childishly: "Sister saint, this spell She's as pretty as you."

Shangguan Mengyin should feel angry at being stolen from the sect's art, but at the moment, she couldn't get angry. She took the flowers, looked at them, remained silent for a while, and calmed down.

Immediately, the corners of her mouth turned up, showing a smile, and sighed: "The Zhongzhou party has benefited a lot. Within ten years, Mengyin will not set foot in Zhongzhou again. If there is a chance in the future, I will ask His Highness for advice."

She gave a serious salute and was about to leave. Suddenly, she heard the sound of the wind, her face changed slightly, and her figure appeared in front of the bamboo forest in a flash, turning the jade flute in her hand to stop her: "Who? Come out."

The bamboo shadows were uneven, and Yan Wenyou came out, originally calm, but when he looked at Shangguan Mengyin, he was stunned, and his face gradually turned red.

Shangguan Mengyin frowned, saw his clothes and guessed his identity, nodded slightly, put away the jade flute, and drifted away.

"Your Highness, I should go too."

"Sister Mu?"

Yan Xuekong drooped his ears reluctantly, Mu Hongyi squatted down, and said softly: "Yesterday I broke through the foundation-building stage, and my father urged me to go back to consolidate the realm. Today, seeing His Highness is fine, so I can go home with peace of mind. The future will be long." , there is always a time to see you again, if Your Highness is willing, come to Beizhou at any time, Hong Yi will definitely do the landlord's favor."

The cub threw himself into her arms and nodded.

Mu Hongyi hugged him, and said quietly: "Shangguan Mengyin just wanted to test. The ancient Shengzong and the Great Yan Dynasty have a long history of enmity, and the brothers and sisters of the Ye family appear strange, so they may not be fully believed. Your Highness is innocent and kind, so be vigilant. People's hearts."

After finishing speaking, Mu Hongyi got up, ignored Yan Wenyou's disgusted gaze, turned and left.

"Cousin."

Yan Xuekong raised his head and called out, then walked forward without saying a word, Yan Wenyou hurriedly stopped him: "His Royal Highness... Yan Yan! Are you still angry about what happened before?"

"No." The cub shook his head and said seriously, "Cousin, you shouldn't look at Sister Mu like that."

Yan Wenyou blushed: "She stepped on my dignity first, shouldn't I hate her? You have only known her for a few days, and you are going to blame me for her?"

The ignorance faded away, and the cub's pale gold eyes were as clear as a water mirror, as if he had already understood good and evil, right from wrong.

Faced with such gazes, for some reason, Yan Wenyou couldn't help but shrink back. His purpose of coming here was not to quarrel, but to fight between the Ye family brothers and sisters and Nine Heavens Saint Lotus.After being silent for a while, Yan Wenyou said: "I won't talk about her in front of you again. By the way, where are you going?"

Yan Xuekong said, "Go and see Sister Huanhuan."

This hit Yan Wenyou's heart, and he immediately said, "I'll go with you."

Outside the imperial city, among the ancient roads.

The ten elders were unwilling to reconcile, and murmured brokenly: "Saint, we are also the Holy Land of Nanzhou after all, why are we so afraid of them? I don't believe that Emperor Yuan dared to touch the Ancient Sacred Sect!"

Shangguan Mengyin said lightly: "You can't touch the Ancient Sacred Sect, but you can be killed. Ten elders, don't forget the identity of the empress."

"Dragon Clan of the Four Seas?" The ten elders said disapprovingly, "They were ordered by Yuanchen Tianzun to guard the land of the boundary, and they dared not interfere in human affairs. Besides, the Dragon Clan and the Phoenix Clan have always been at odds. The Feng Clan supports it! On the contrary, because the Dragon God and Feng Rao made a private marriage, and then fell out, the Feng Clan has never waited to see that Empress."

Shangguan Mengyin stopped in his tracks, looked at him with an inexplicable expression, and said, "Prince Dayan also has the blood of the Feng clan. The elders can tell that he has drawn qi into his body yesterday."

The ten elders were stunned for a moment, and blurted out: "That's no better than the ten-year-old foundation building of the saint."

"It turns out that the elder is just like Mengyin, watching the sky from a well. Today I deliberately tested it, only to find out...he has already established a foundation."

Shangguan Mengyin saw the stunned and unbelievable appearance of the ten elders, she laughed at herself, her tone was dreamlike, and murmured: "After practicing Qi, building a foundation in a day, I have never heard of it. If he doesn't die early, he will be shocked." world."