[Yunhuan BG Mirror Series Fans] Imperial Capital

A military uniform was stained with blood, which she had just washed and dried.Yun Huan came in and took the clothes from her hand.Still not seeing what he was looking for, he anxiously asked the puppet, "Where's the medicine?"

Seeing the puppet's unretracted hands and blank expression, Yun Huan frowned and ordered again: "I asked the box in the clothes, where did you put it?"

At this time, Xiangcai turned around and handed a small box that was placed flat under the table to Yun Huan with both hands.Yun Huan put down his military uniform, took the box and ran back to the master, knelt down on one knee, carefully opened the box, and put his hands in front of Zun Yuan.

"This is?" Kongsang Sword Master asked in surprise as he looked at what looked like a golden crystal inside.

"Jade Liquid Nine Turns Golden Elixir." Yun Huan raised his eyes to look at the master, the eyes under his sword eyebrows were filled with light, "I specially brought it to you from Emperor Jialan, you will definitely feel better after taking it .”

"It does look like a supernatural medicine." Unexpectedly, Zun Yuan picked up the golden pill, "Huan'er, when did you learn alchemy? You have been outside all these years, and you still learned this?"

"It wasn't made by disciples, it was made by Elder Wuxian..." Yun Huan smiled dully, "Among the ten witches, Lord Wuxian, as the head elder, ignores government affairs and only wants to refine the elixir. Up to now, although there is no The elixir of immortality is actually a kind of panacea that is said to prolong life, and the nobles of the imperial capital and the rich merchants of Yecheng all want to try their best to get a pill he made."

Zun Yuan looked at the golden core in his hand, smiled, "No wonder you said Wu Peng is still alive..."

Yun Huan nodded and agreed: "The marshal is over a hundred years old, but it looks like he is only in his 40s."

Zun Yuan put the pill back into the box and handed it to Yun Huan. "Huan'er, your kindness is appreciated by the teacher. But this disease cannot be cured by ordinary pills, and an elixir was wasted."

"Master!" Yun Huan jumped at Zun Yuan's side at this time, holding Master's skinny arm, and the corners of his eyes shone brightly under the candlelight. "Master, after finding the Ruyi Pearl, I will take you back to the imperial capital. There must be a way to cure you..."

Zun Yuan swung his sleeves angrily, and the snow-white robe slipped away from Yun Huan's palm. "Huan'er, don't persuade me any more. To tell you the truth, I was injured by Wu Peng back then. I knew there was no way to seek medical treatment. From the local doctor in the country of sand to Wu Zhu in Jiuyi, I have all been diagnosed. .My bloodline has been cut off, and even with all my martial arts, I can't go against the destiny. The time limit for being a master is approaching, and everything must be in line with the destiny, and I must not interfere with it by any means."

Yun Huan stood kneeling aside, his shoulders trembling imperceptibly.He knew very well that what the master said was reasonable, and that all his thoughts and thoughts were for him—the master was from Kongsang, and he had been sleeping secretly in his memory all this time. , never made public.

The open and secret struggles among the powerful and nobles of the imperial capital, with turbulent undercurrents and treacherous currents, were simply not a situation he could control.Taking the master back will undoubtedly implicate the master, and he can't keep his impulsive decision.

However, Yun Huan still knelt there without moving, quietly raised and spread his hands, and sent the golden elixir to Zun Yuan again, word by word: "Master, please accept this golden elixir."

That tone was as firm as iron, and in a trance, Zun Yuan remembered the desperate but stubborn gaze he saw for the first time in the cellar.He sighed slightly, and couldn't bear to go against his disciple's wishes anymore, so he stretched out his hand to take it.He smiled and accepted it.

A bonfire was lit outside, and the noisy voices of herdsmen rang out from outside the stone gate.Zun Yuan looked at the source of the voice, "Huan'er, we should go out. The Ruyi Pearl was entrusted to the herdsmen of the tribe to find it. This is a very important matter and must not be delayed."

Yun Huan was not interested in such a gathering of herdsmen, especially the strong smell of camel milk made him sick.He hated contacting those people very much, but after all they came to pay respect to Master, so Yun Huan naturally couldn't show any reluctance in his heart.

The song of the sky bell bird sounded in the distance, ethereal above the sand sea, suddenly far and near.The sonorous dance steps are leaping around the campfire, bursting out sparks and sparks, a little bit of light and heat.It was a herdsman from the Man'ergo tribe. It was not a short distance from Sadie to the empty city, and all the gifts came from afar.It must have taken a lot of trouble to use local materials and keep the tribute so fresh and intact.

Yun Huan couldn't help thinking that in their hearts, faith was enough to support their actions.In their eyes, Master is as powerful as a god.Most likely, the person who can fight against monsters is a god in their hearts.As for the people they regard as gods, there is naturally an extra layer of calculation... It would be a bit vulgar to say that they are obedient.

It is true that he could not understand their behavior of visiting at a fixed time every month.However, in this vast and mysterious realm, such a pure and ethereal belief never existed under the materialistic rule of the imperial capital.

Thinking of this, Yun Huan couldn't help feeling a little reverence for Master himself—after all, even the water mirror of the Ten Witches couldn't fully peek into the place to be explored, which is naturally an extraordinary area.

Drinking, dancing, these are common in banquets in the imperial capital.Yun Huan is a person who is used to self-discipline, and he is really not good at drinking, especially milk wine with a smell of fishy smell.However, he still drank it in front of his master, patriarch, and herdsmen.After all, with his lofty personality, it is not suitable for the current environment.

In Yun Huan's most primitive cognition, everything depends on strength.It is precisely because of his strength that he can occupy an important position in the Zhengtian Army.However, during these years of struggling in the imperial capital, he gradually understood that besides strength, there are many other important things that he doesn't have.And those, he can't learn at all, and he doesn't even bother to do them.

After dancing, he left the crowd and walked to the side of the master.Zun Yuan watched Yun Huan come back from the bustling area, and he still had a cold and indifferent look on his face, which was completely unsuitable for tonight's occasion.

Zun Yuan knew that Yun Huan was really trying to adapt to today's herdsmen's gathering, and tried his best to do his best—ordinarily, he would definitely not be like this.

Zun Yuan thought, every long meeting, he would calmly wait until the end.But not today, with Yun Huan present today, he needs to find an excuse to leave, not to dispel the interest of the Mange tribe and the patriarch's face.

Zun Yuan was hesitating, how to speak to Chief Luo Nuo.At this moment, a piercing sound came, and a white shadow flashed in front of his eyes.When Zun Yuan reacted and saw clearly, the clothes on Yun Huan's arm were completely torn, and at the broken place, a striking crimson welt appeared on his arm!

"Do you know that since I wove this cloud brocade belt at the age of 15, how many men have bloodied the desert for it? You actually... actually told me that you don't want it?!" That was Yang Sang's voice, from the Manger department. The little princess, the most beautiful red thorn flower in the desert, is warm and unrestrained.

"Heh..." the blond soldier sneered, "Why do I have to take what you gave? I'm not from your desert, nor are they."

"You...?!" Yang Sang stomped his feet angrily, and when he was about to swing the next whip, he was stopped by a soft white light.

"Yun Huan has been in the army for many years, and his temper is too straightforward. He doesn't know how to decline others' kindness. I still hope the princess, don't take offense." These few words that Zun Yuan said may not be obvious on the surface, but in fact The sentence is directed to the lover.

"Then I want a reason too!" The little princess in red still didn't give up, she wanted to know clearly why the man who made her heart move for the first time in 17 years rejected her—after all, she had never been rejected. people refused.

Zun Yuan smiled faintly, "It's a great honor to be loved by the princess. It's just my apprentice, he already has his own heart, so he absolutely can't accept the princess' kindness anymore."

For a moment, Yang Sang was speechless.She thought, what kind of woman should he be able to like?However, as proud as she is, how can she give up so easily?

"Does your heart belong?" A smile appeared on Yang Sang's face. "It's just that my heart belongs to me. It's not an engagement, let alone a marriage. Since my Yunjin belt has been given away, there is absolutely no reason to take it back."

Yun Huan didn't expect that Da Mo's daughter would be so bold and unrestrained, and would haunt him like this.Just as he moved his feet and was about to step forward, he saw Yang Sang being pulled aside by a sudden force and almost fell down.

"My Luo Nuo's daughter, why would she fall in love with a Bingyi? Come back with me! Don't be here, it's a joke."

Yang Sang has always been the apple of his father's eye, and he has never seen his father get so angry with him.Having just been rejected by the iron-blooded soldier when he was given the Yunjin belt, and now being reprimanded by his father in front of everyone, Yang Sang only felt that all the halo and favor in the past were so insignificant at this moment.

"So what about Bing Yi?" Yang Sang cried and shouted to his father, "It's not a man of unknown origin that Moke likes!"

Binghe... who knows if it's a pseudonym, who knows if he has an ulterior motive in mixing into the Man'er Ge tribe.Yang Sang's words stopped at the moment when his father cast his cold and bright eyes.However, there was too much reluctance in her heart to express.

Although it was far away, the luthier still heard the little princess's complaints clearly.In fact, as early as when he saw the soldier of the Cangliu Empire, his fingers were already broken.Hiding away from the bonfire circle, he disappeared at some point.

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