across the shore

More than ten days passed, and Jiating never saw Yinlian again.

Every day, I was locked by this long and just right chain, I could see and feel the door, but I couldn't take a step out, this feeling made Jia Ting's whole heart scratched, and he wanted to grab it but couldn't. Can't find it.

The irritability that was pent up in my heart began to surface little by little.

"What has he been doing recently?" Yin Lian's slender fingers gently flipped through the ancient book on his knee, and asked Na Yu while flipping through it.

"Lord Ting has been sitting on the ground without moving, without saying a word."

"Oh." Yin said expressionlessly, "It's really holding up."

"However, Master Ting has started to be a little impetuous." Hearing Yin Lian's words "really able to hold on", Yu suddenly felt that the Yin Lian he had seen in the past few years was a little bit disillusioned.

Logically speaking, the Prince Lian he knew should be sitting in a dignified manner, just like the current emperor, not the current one...

"How is his injury?" Yinlian asked again.

"It should be almost done. Master Ting won't let us get close at all, and we don't know the details."

"Keep people away"

"Yes."

A trace of confusion flashed in Yinlian's golden eyes, and he thought of an event a long time ago. He remembered that when he was very young, he liked a newborn little monster very much.

When the little monster was just born, its whole body was fluffy, with a pair of big restless eyes, pure and charming, Yinlian was overjoyed to see it.

He once wanted this little monster, but although the little monster is small, it is full of magic, and it doesn't let people get close at all. Sometimes Yinlian wants to touch it, and just as soon as he makes a move, the little monster will immediately open its mouth and roar with.

Seeing the little monster like that, Yinlian was angry and annoyed, but she couldn't give up. She went to the animal training ground to see the little monster every day. It took Yinlian several months to let the little monster kiss her a little bit.

At that time, I was so happy that I almost took the little monster back to the palace and guarded it every day.

However, it didn't take long for the little monster to be sentenced to death by the uncle.

The reason was actually Yinlian's excessive pampering, because Yinlian was the future emperor, and an emperor must never pamper something too much, absolutely not.

Later, Yinlian never showed excessive love for anything.

Yinlian compared that little monster to the current Jiating, with the same eyes, the same resistance, and the same habits..., too much the same.

"Go down."

An uncontrollable irritability also surfaced in Yin Lian's heart.

Na Yu backed away slowly.

When Yinlian was the only one left in the room, the boundless silence climbed onto Yinlian's chest, tearing at his heart.

Yinlian closed the book, stood up, and asked, "What are they doing today?"

A figure appeared from the shadows and said respectfully: "Prince Huilian, today the young emperor is competing in [skill] in Ya District."

Yinlian thought for a while, and felt that it was not as unacceptable as those parties in the past, so she nodded, "Tell me the location."

Before Yinlian approached, he heard a large group of bright laughter. Looking there, a large group of beautiful people sat on wide and somewhat unusual chairs, laughing and talking sweetly. The indifferent white light reflected by the crystal lamp above their heads The light made their smiles shine brightly.

However, Yinlian didn't know what they were laughing at, or what they were happy about.

Sometimes Yinlian sat beside them, watching the same thing, but she didn't feel any joy factor, and couldn't have any desire to laugh.

"Yinlian, you're here." Someone saw Yinlian and called him.

Yinlian nodded and slowly approached her seat.

"You also come to compete with Yinlan, he is too good, we can't do it." There was a bit of annoyance in the man's tone, but it was more of a joke.

"What are you guys competing for?"

"Transfiguration [spell], use water."

Transformation [art], using one object to transform into another entity, not only tests the control of the borrowed object, but also tests the familiarity of the transformed object.

Water has no form, and is one of the most commonly used of all borrowed objects, but also one of the most difficult to control.

Yinlian looked at the pale yellow liquor in the crystal cup by his hand, then looked up at Yinlan who was sitting diagonally across from him, and nodded.

The two shot at the same time, neither of them used the huge pool in the center of the Ya District hall, but separated part of the wine in the wine glass.

A few drops of wine hang over the glass, exuding a charming smell of wine, and the crystal clear color is more attractive under the light.

The two waved their hands at the same time, and the two streams of wine flew to the top of the pool.

During the flight distance, the images of two monsters gradually formed, watching their shapes...

It turned out to be the same beast...

In the shape-changing test, there is no strict rule that the monsters that must be transformed must be the same. According to one's own ability, after all, the higher the level of the monster, the harder it is to transform, and the harder it is to imitate the magic. All illusions are incomplete.

And in the competition, the fastest way to win or lose is to encounter the same monster, because the same kind of monster has the same magic, agility, strength, etc. Just a little is lost.

Yinlian's yellowish blue beast and Yinlan's reddish blue beast hovered above the pool, each sticking to their respective territories and refusing to give in to each other.

The level of the indigo beast is not low, and its demonic nature is also terrifying, especially now that there are two of them. Although they are only transformed, their power cannot be underestimated.

Everyone present was surprised. If it was said that Yinlian could transform blue beasts well, no one would be surprised. After all, his natural race level was a little higher than those of them.

But this Yinlan

Although Yinlan is the second person after Yinlian, and no one can beat him among the young emperors, the suppression of race levels has always been insurmountable, and the difference of one level is a huge difference.

And now...

When everyone was amazed, Yinlan took back her transformed blue beast without revealing anything, and smiled at Yinlian: "I lost."

Yinlian was puzzled by Yinlan's backing down, but when she saw Yinlan's eyes looking at him softly and brightly, Yinlian kept silent for a moment and said nothing.

"I thought Yin Lan had..." One person guessed, but he didn't finish speaking, feeling relieved.

"Hehe, how is that possible?" Yin Lan smiled lightly, teasing herself a bit in her laughter, she was silent for a while, and continued: "Go on and play, I'll go back first."

Before everyone could react, Yin Lan stood up from her seat and left, her steps were quick and she was quite eager.

Everyone was a little puzzled, but they didn't take it to heart. Instead, they turned their heads and said something in awe or admiration to Yinlian.

On the way back from Ya District, Yinlian kept suppressing his emotions. He didn't like the awe his brothers showed him, and he didn't like the eyes of the girls or boys around him.

dislike.I don't like it at all.

But there was nothing he could do.

Yinlian walked to the side hall of his palace, he had never been there before, and heard from the people below that every young emperor had a side hall, with dozens or even hundreds of rooms inside, used to raise sexual slaves.

However, Yinlian's palace is always empty, and the owner in it is only him, and he is the only one.

The waiters in the palace are like some moving statues, they abide by the rules on weekdays and do not exceed their own status.

Here is like a dead city, lifeless, cold like body temperature after death, indifferent, silent, and depressing.

Yinlian is also like this palace, with a beautiful and boundless appearance, but her heart is cold.

Yinlian pushed open the door, and saw the scene he imagined, and raised his eyebrows involuntarily, but he didn't realize it himself.

"How are you doing?"

Sitting on the carpet, Jiating saw Yinlian's indescribably beautiful face, he was in a daze, and immediately instinctively resisted, his whole body was on guard.

"What are you doing here? Get out!"

Yinlian slightly raised his eyebrows, a little dissatisfied, no one had ever talked to him like this.

"Little guy, you are so rude, this is my palace!"

Jiating knew whose territory he was staying in, gritted his teeth, and stared at Yinlian angrily.

"It's really similar!" Yinlian thought in her heart, the Jiating in front of her eyes completely overlapped with the little monster at that time.

"Don't look at me like that, I didn't do anything to hurt you." Yinlian approached Jiating and said slowly, "Do you know why I keep you here?"

"Who would know the thoughts of you perverted high-level people? Life is too perfect, who knows what disgusting thoughts you will have!"

Yinlian frowned, looking at Jia Ting's resentful look, thinking of that little monster, if that little monster could talk, would it say the same thing as him?

If that's the case, it's too uncute.

Yinlian silently recited the term [term], stretched out her right hand to pinch Jia Ting's slender and fair chin, lifted it gently, and said, "Are you really merciless with your mouth?"

"You..." Jiating wanted to stretch out his hand to open Yinlian's hand, but found that he couldn't move, and roared at Yinlian: "You bastard, what did you do?"

"Don't let me use the silence [skill] on you again."

Jia Ting's eyes widened. It's not that he has never heard of [Skill], the [Skill] of high-level people, but he has never seen it before, and he would not believe it if he hadn't seen it.

Seeing it now, and applying it to myself, it is inevitable that I will be a little dazed.

"how is this possible?"

"Why is it impossible? Don't you think that we people can call the wind and rain just by holding the innate race level?"

Gating was silent.Yinlian was also silent.

"Then what exactly do you want to do? Do you want me, a vagrant, to compensate you, a high-level person, for raising an indigo beast? Even if you sell me, it's not worth those gold coins."

"Besides, you are a silver-haired person, either a nobleman or an emperor, so you will never be short of those gold coins, right?"

For a while, Yin Lian was speechless, and he didn't know why he left Jia Ting in his palace, was it because of the blue beast?But he had almost forgotten about the blue beast.

"You are provoking a young emperor, do you know that? This is enough to sentence you to death."

"So are you humiliating me?" Jia Ting clenched his teeth, looking stubbornly at Yin Lian's mysterious golden eyes.

The author has something to say:

Regarding this chapter, the author said that there are no bright spots, but the next chapter is blinding (⊙o⊙).

About 11:30 or so, hee hee...