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Accompanied by Yue Ya'er, Xu Chuan and his party boarded the boat, smiling and clapping their hands.

Only then did Yue Ya'er stop and salute.Watching Xu Chuan go away.Looking at the affection in those eyes, both Zhang Tong and Chu Guangxiong were terrified.

……

Yan Feiyun was dressed in white with an iron sword, and looked like a lone knight. He left Hongsi Lake, entered the capital, and entered a rather luxurious mansion with familiarity.

He was in a very bad mood. Thinking about it carefully, why did he turn against Xu Chuan for no reason today?Firstly, it was because of my contempt for Xu Chuan in my heart, and secondly, was it because I acted a little crazy after climbing up to Mr. Xia recently.

Xia Jin didn't turn to him today.

"No need to think about it. In this world, strength is the final decision. I am a Nascent Soul cultivator who has survived the catastrophe. I have a lifespan of [-] years. Can Xu Chuan survive the catastrophe? Hmph."

When he entered the mansion, he was immediately served by beautiful maids serving tea, but no one dared to touch the iron sword behind him.

The iron sword seemed to have a spirit, and it would vibrate by itself.

This moment trembled.

Two figures outside the mansion walked in together, one in white and the other in black, as if they were black and white.Both of them were drunk, and the man in white clothes was [-]% similar to Yan Feiyun. At this moment, he said:

"Senior Brother Lu, I'll leave the fairy in the painting to you."

"Don't worry, brother. I'll take care of you. It's just that things here are no more troublesome than in our Fucheng. We still have to wait a few days for the candidate for the young lady that my brother has chosen."

"What are you afraid of? I'm the Emperor Junwei now. With Mr. Xia covering my back, who dares to mess with me?" The man in white laughed.

Suddenly, a cool breeze swept in front of them.

Yan Feiyun's face was livid, and he stood in front of him coldly.

Chapter 37 Claiming Sovereignty

"Father." When Yan Feng saw Yan Feiyun, he instantly sobered up seven or eight points from his drunkenness.In the entire Qingxuan Sword Sect, the one he fears the most is his father.Because he is Yan Feiyun's only son, Yan Feiyun had placed high hopes on him since he was a child, and personally taught him swordsmanship and kung fu. Yan Feiyun is very strict, and he will punish him if he is a little slack. Although so many years have passed, It is not so strict now, but he still feels nervous and timid when he sees it.

Although Yan Feng is now over 60 years old, but the cultivation of Jindan Xudan makes him look only 30 to [-] years old. He looks like his father, and he has good facial features and a decent appearance.

"Drinking again?" Yan Feiyun stared at his son coldly.

Yan Feng didn't dare to speak, senior brother Lu who was wearing black at the side hurriedly said, "Master, don't blame junior brother, it's because those emperors and guards are too enthusiastic and have no choice but to socialize."

Yan Feiyun said angrily: "Hmph, the most important thing for a monk is his own strength. What's the use of making friends with wine and meat? If you are strong enough, even if you don't even look at them, they will respect you, be afraid of you, and fawn on you." You! I let you enter Emperor Junwei to accumulate military merits and practice supernatural powers and spells, not to let you idle around all day long."

Senior Brother Lu is a good player at observing words and expressions, and immediately noticed that Master's tone of voice was wrong today, as if he was getting angry outside, so he lowered his head and stopped talking.

Yan Feng just accepted the lesson obediently.

After Yan Feiyun scolded his son for a while, he glanced at the disciple surnamed Lu next to him: "Just now I heard you say "immortal in the painting"."

"Master..." Senior Brother Lu was taken aback, and immediately wanted to explain, but Yan Feng's expression tightened.

"Okay, don't need to explain to me, I just want to tell you one thing. This is Xiadu City, not our Qingxuan Sword Sect's one-acre three-point land. Be polite, keep your eyes bright, and don't provoke people you shouldn't. People..." At this point, Yan Feiyun was startled suddenly, why did these words sound familiar.

He suddenly remembered, wasn't it Xu Chuan who was mocking him? His face turned darker, he didn't even have the heart to teach his son and disciples a lesson, he snorted coldly and flicked his long sleeves, turned around and left.

Yan Feng and Senior Brother Lu breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

"Master is so angry today, junior brother, can you let go of the fairy in the painting..." Senior brother Lu said via voice transmission.

"Haha, Brother Lu, it's not that you don't understand my father's temperament. In my father's eyes, as long as you practice hard and focus on strength, you won't care about enjoying things. I'm going to be the immortal in this painting." , Ever since I met that little lady, my heart has been itching, I leave this matter to you, you go and handle it for me. My father reminded us a few words, he got angry today, and I am Di Junwei now The military guards, and even the status of the young master of the Qingxuan Sword Sect, who is not polite to me." Yan Feng entered the capital in the past two days, met Mr. Xia Jin, and became one of the emperor's military guards. There is also the father of a Nascent Soul cultivator, who feels superior to others, and is praised by several colleagues at the wine table. Those beautiful words are nothing to listen to at 01:30, but if he listens too much, he will inevitably become a little arrogant.

"Okay." Brother Lu nodded.

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The Linglong artistic conception is still going on, today is the fifth day, and it is also the last day to determine the five artistic conception winners.The same Hongsi Lake, but obviously more lively.

After experiencing the anecdote that Concubine Xu, the spectator, was overwhelmed as soon as he appeared last night, and stole more than 3 spirit stones, and listening to the oiran Yue Yaer of the Meng Pavilion appearing to repay his kindness with a dance, serving with wine, and Linglong The popularity of the Artistic Conception Bureau reached its peak.

It can be said that the grand occasion was unprecedented, and Zhuyuan Qingpeng's cheeks with insufficient yang energy were a little more rosy with a smile, and he didn't know how much he earned this time.

"Everyone, the first game tonight will be defended by the monk "Huang", and Mo Qianchen will break the game."

On the seventh floor of Zhuyuan Building, Zhuyuan Qingpeng smiled and said to the five spectators present that Xia Jin was still present, and a fairy girl sat eagerly at the side, but compared to yesterday, the bun has become a woman bun.Although the makeup was a little less gorgeous, it was more elegant, and she sat there demurely and quietly, with a charming charm.

The Yixian girl was cultivated by the Zhuyuan clan. With her popularity and the background of the Zhuyuan clan, Xia Jin will also give her a title.

If at this time there is a literati with great literary talents, or a liberal arts student who has traveled through time, seeing the changes of this fairy girl from last night to tonight, I am afraid that he will not be able to help but sing a song: "If you want to compare the West Lake to the West Lake, put on light makeup and heavy makeup." Always suitable".

But when he came to Xu Chuan, Xu Chuan could only sigh in his heart, men are always better than women, because men can turn a virgin who is guarded like jade into a woman overnight.

tsk tsk...

Of course, Xu Chuan just glanced at the fairy girl and didn't look any more. He was talking with a beautiful and outstanding maid beside him, who seemed to have a pity-loving temperament naturally.

This maid served Xu Chuan wine and vegetables. Although she was not as breathtakingly beautiful as Yue Yue'er, she was a little more skilled, and she behaved properly, calmly and peacefully.In terms of etiquette, it is much more rigorous than that of mortal women.It's just that Xu Chuan was a little surprised...

"Yin Xing, why are you here?"

Yin Xing entered the palace, but he did not have the cultivation to enter the room, so he could never pass the sound transmission, so he could only respond softly: "The princess asked the maidservant to come, and the maidservant naturally has to come."

"Princess?" Xu Chuan was taken aback.

Yin Xing smiled and said: "Princess said that the son-in-law is away from home, and it is always bad to have no one to take care of her. Feng Gu is from Donghe military guard. This kind of thing cannot be done. It is most convenient for the servant girl to come."

"Where do I need someone to serve me..." Xu Chuan smiled wryly.There was a sudden tone.

No, even if he needs someone to serve him, then he still has Xinlan in his house, just ask Xinlan to come.Ask your personal maid to come?

In addition, Yue Ya'er gave him dances and wine in public last night... and arranged for someone to serve him today?Why does this feel weird, is it for others to see?

The people in the hall were indeed watching. Xia Jin was not happy at first and continued to see Yue Ya'er adding wine and food to Xu Chuan today, but seeing Yin Xing was much more enjoyable.But Wu Shi and Yan Feiyun just watched, it's not that they are not qualified to let a maid add wine and food, but the people are different, and the ostentation is naturally different, they can't compare with these royal relatives.

Yin Xing was very happy in her heart, she didn't care what her own princess's ideas were, anyway, it was enough to sit beside Xu Chuan and serve her. No one knew how happy she was when she got this order.

"Xu Consort, which one are you planning to beat in the first round?" A voice came, but it was Zhuyuan Qingpeng who asked.

Only then did Xu Chuan calm down, and with a sweep of his gaze, he suddenly found that the flower priests in the hall, Wu Shi, Xia Jin and even Yan Feiyun were all looking at him vaguely.It seems that this bet is very difficult to suppress.

Yesterday, Xu Chuan was upset with one bet, and all ten bets were heavy, which has proved his vision. Today, these five spectators bet unknowingly, and they are all ready to see how he bets on the first bet.

Not only the spectators inside the Zhuyuan Building, but also the spectators outside are looking forward to it.

Mainly because of today's battle, the first defender is very mysterious... indeed very mysterious, Xu Chuan looked from the Zhuyuan Building, and there was a figure sitting on the top of the stone pillar on the left.He is wearing a magic weapon robe and a white jade mask on his head. Only one nostril and two eye pupils are exposed, and even the mouth cannot be seen.It is very mysterious.

Zhuyuan Qingpeng has no information about this mysterious figure who claims to be "Huang". He only knows that he came to participate in the exquisite artistic conception on his own initiative. level, so I agreed, but it is so mysterious that everyone can't figure it out. Is the third level of artistic conception the real level of artistic conception?

"Mo Qianchen has mastered the fourth level of Hammer Art, and in terms of strength, he is probably not inferior to Tingfengzi. Moreover, what Mo Qianchen is good at is not restraint and entanglement, but frontal attack and killing, and his temper is even more calm. The other party is too mysterious, I'm afraid they will suppress this Mo Qianchen."

Xu Chuan looked at these two, also not quite sure, feeling the gazes projected from all directions, he was about to expend a little luck to make a judgment.

Suddenly, the sound of chanting stars as fine as mosquitoes rang in his ears.

"My son-in-law, suppress that "Huang"."

"Ok?"

Xu Chuan looked at Yin Xing, who still has this vision?

"The princess asked the servant girl to serve the son-in-law, not just to serve the son-in-law with wine and food." Yin Xing said with a slight smile.

Xu Chuan was taken aback for a moment, and then suddenly realized that Princess Miaoyin knew that today's bet was not easy to bet, so she specially asked Yin Xing to remind him?Yes, this Huang is very mysterious, the Zhuyuan clan doesn't know the background, maybe it is pretending to be mysterious, but what is the Donghe clan behind Princess Miaoyin doing, they are engaged in intelligence!Qianxiaolou is opened by other people's homes.Can't find out the origin?

It saved him a little luck.

"Okay. Listen to you and thank the princess for me." Xu Chuan smiled.

"The son-in-law should thank you personally." Yin Xing smiled.

Xu Chuan had already laughed loudly and said: "I think this self-proclaimed "Huang" master of artistic conception has an extraordinary temperament, and he should really have some skills. I will press "Huang" for 1000 yuan for low-grade spirit stones."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu He also smiled and said, "This desert is interesting, 1000 yuan low-grade spirit stone."

The flower Taoist took a look at them, shook the goose fan in his hand, and said sweetly: "Mr. Xu and Mr. Lu both crushed the famine, and I also crushed five hundred spirit stones."

Wu Shi also nodded: "Including me, this Huang should have real skills, I pressed [-] low-grade spirit stones."

The four spectators were all overwhelmed.

Arriving at Yan Feiyun's place, Yan Feiyun originally wanted to take a look at the market and see who Xu Chuan beats and then weigh it himself, but good guy, once Xu Chuan opened his mouth to suppress the shortage, the other three followed. Come on, wouldn't that be Xu Chuan's follower?

"This Lu He is the third on the list of golden elixir. Why is he following others' opinions? That Wushi, Taoist Hua, do you believe in Xu Chuan? Hmph, that Huang is obviously pretending to be mysterious and mysterious. Maybe it was all caused by the Zhuyuan clan. Do you believe in the gimmick of earning spirit stones?" Yan Feiyun felt dark.

"Okay, you guys beat yours, I beat mine, gambling, what you play is heartbeat."

He had already warned himself not to make things difficult for Xu Chuan, but at this moment, he subconsciously wanted to give it a go.

Thinking of this, Yan Feiyun smiled and said: "Haha, everyone, are you all optimistic about Nahuang? I am more realistic. Mo Qianchen hammered the fourth level of the upper artistic conception, and I am still more optimistic about him. I pressure Mo Qianchen 1000 Yuan Lingshi."

Everyone looked at him with different expressions.

Yan Feiyun smiled confidently, looking confident.

Zhuyuan Qingpeng nodded slightly.

With the sound of special monks singing and reporting, it resounded across the surface of the Hongsi Lake.

There was also a discussion all around.

"Xu's son-in-law pressed that Huang for 1000 yuan of low-grade spirit stones."

"Do you want to follow?"

"Xu Consort Xu has a very unique vision, and the four viewers are all optimistic about the "Desolation"."

"Don't you see Sect Master Yan suppressing former minister Mo?"

"Yesterday Concubine Xu was upset and made a lot of money. Could it be possible that Sect Master Yan is following the example of Concubine Xu?"

"No, I have to think carefully about it."

……

In the cabin of a small boat, Zhuyuanziyu is wearing a peony robe and is holding a woman in white beside her. The woman has an exquisite face. Even without makeup, it is enough to amaze the world.

"Sister Miaoyin, brother-in-law suppressed Nahuang and said, did you leak the news." Zhu Yuanzi asked with a smile.

At the same time, she has ordered her servants to bet on her [-] low-grade spirit stones for the "Huang".

Princess Miaoyin glanced at her angrily, and was a little uncomfortable with the title of "brother-in-law" in the latter's mouth, but she still couldn't refute it, so she could only say sweetly: "You, with so much pressure, are you not afraid that he will lose?"

"Losing? Elder Sister Miaoyin, did you know that evildoer of the Dahuang clan on the first day you were a little girl? Is there anyone in this world who can make him lose?" Zhu Yuanzi fish monster laughed.

After saying that, Princess Miaoyin turned her head straight and gave her a wink, and Zhuyuanziyu realized it, and turned to look at Xia Wuzheng opposite with embarrassment on her face.

"I'm sorry, Brother Wuzheng, I didn't mean that, what I meant was... Dahuang Clan, a lunatic, didn't stay in Dahuang Clan's secret realm to practice well, why did he come out, and even came to participate in the Yijing Linglong Bureau, didn't he deliberately find trouble? ? If Brother Wuzheng meets him..." Zhuyuan Ziyu said sullenly.She is very eager for Xia Wuzheng to win this time, but if Lingshi doesn't make money, it doesn't make money...

Xia Wuzheng didn't seem to pay attention to what they said, but just looked at the artistic conception stone pillar outside, and at the figure with the white jade mask on the face.

Without knowing when, his palm was slowly clenched.

That's a formidable opponent.

Princess Miaoyin also had a serious expression on her face. She is obsessed with cultivation and has great pursuits in the field of cultivation, but her achievements in cultivation are comparable to that person...

There is no comparison at all!

In terms of artistic conception, Xia Wuzheng can be compared, but...the gap should be huge. .

"Why did he come out...Fortunately, I arranged for Yin Xing to report to the son-in-law early, otherwise it is hard to guarantee that the son-in-law will not be wrong." Princess Miaoyin thought of Xu Chuan.

This reason is the reason why she arranged for Yin Xing to serve Xu Chuan, but is this really the case?Wasn't it because of the momentary unhappiness in my heart that the oiran Yueya'er performed dances and wine to Xu Chuan in public after hearing the message last night, to repay her kindness and serve her?Then the anger that rose...

Xu Chuan is her person, her son-in-law, and her partner!Princess Miaoyin can't take an oath of sovereignty yet?Can't compare to Miss Su, and can't compare to an oiran! ?

This is the reason why Princess Miaoyin convinced herself.

……

Zhuyuan upstairs.

Xia Jin saw that all five spectators had placed their bets. He glanced at Yan Feiyun. Yan Feiyun had a confident expression on his face and firmly believed in his choice.

Choose one of the two, he chooses the stronger one on the bright side, which is correct.

Xia Jin smiled slightly: "Since the four viewers have all bet on the mysterious master "Huang", then I will also bet 1000 Yuan of Lingshi."

The waiter next to him immediately wrote it down, and then waited for him to continue pressing.Yan Feiyun was also waiting. Last night Xu Chuan was upset, and Xia Jin was also upset, and even more.

But after Xia Jin finished speaking, he raised his glass to drink, the waiter was taken aback, and Yan Feiyun was also taken aback.A fairy girl at the side couldn't help asking softly: "Young master, are you not suppressing?"

Xia Jin smiled and said, "Well, don't suppress it."

Zhuyuan Qingpeng couldn't help laughing and asked: "Young Master Xia put a lot of pressure on the loss yesterday. What's the matter today?"

Xia Jin smiled leisurely: "Brother Zhuyuan is testing me? Yesterday was an unpopular one, but today is different. Although the five spectators are all the same and different, the people who follow the bet are probably only [-]-[-]. Betting on a game of mystery and strength, there is no unpopularity, but the spectators place their bets and test their eyesight. The four think that the mysterious monk "Huang" can win. Although I can't see it, but of course it is like a crowd. Oh ... I also believe in Sect Master Yan's gaze, it's still a matter of luck, if you lose, you lose."