"Wow, how do you know he is a disciple of the Immortal Sect? He is not wearing any clothes... I mean not wearing the clothes of the Immortal Sect. Everyone can see that he is indeed wearing clothes." The more Chen Muxue explained, the more embarrassed she became. Coughed.
Seeing Chen Muxue's panic, Yu Yan chuckled slightly: "Disciples of the Immortal Sect cannot tell the attributes of spiritual roots and spiritual power until the moment of crisis."
While talking, everyone suddenly felt a hint of crisis.
Yu Yan said with a smile: "So, every time I meet someone from the Immortal Sect, I will be very curious... what are the attributes of the other person?"
As soon as he raised his hand, Chen Muxue yelled: "Pot! I'll drop the pot."
“Who, who is your brother?” The second prince looked confused.
The smile on Yu Yan's face broke for a moment. He tried to hold the iron pot tightly with his hands, but the next second, the pot seemed to have self-awareness, and flew back to Chen Muxue's hand with a swipe of its tail.
The so-called dragon swung its tail, the pot just ran away, and he insisted on giving Yu Yan a slap on the face. No one expected that the iron pot could do this, so Yu Yan did get a solid slap on the face.
Chen Muxue, who was holding the iron pot again, looked at Yu Yan with some embarrassment. Yu Yan also froze in place, and the atmosphere was stagnant for a while.
"Oh, what a good pot. Where did the little girl get such a magical weapon?" Yu Yan took out a handkerchief and wiped his face carefully. At this time, he finally looked a bit like a eunuch.
Chen Muxue coughed lightly: "The secret must not be revealed!"
“Tianji…it’s really good.” Yu Yan’s expression suddenly became uglier and more sinister.
Good guy, it seems that I am jumping into the opponent's minefield.
"I don't know what the senior wants, but we can't cooperate." Cen Li took a step forward and blocked most of Yu Yan's sight. He couldn't beat him, but even for the sake of each sect, they always There are a few glimmers of hope.
Hearing this, Yu Yan smiled and said, "You kid, it's fun to talk, so you can't cooperate? I think you have to cooperate, right?"
Chen Muxue really had no way to refute his words.
"You are making irresponsible remarks about the emperor in the palace, but seeing that you just ran out of the prison, I didn't bother to get you back in. I heard that you are capable of treating the prince?" Yu Yan raised his eyebrows.
The few people looked at each other, but there was no rush to answer.
“Come with me.” After Yu Yan said this, he turned around and left without looking back.
Chen Muxue saw this and whispered: "He doesn't even look at us, why should we just run away?"
As soon as she finished speaking, she saw Lin Qing, who had been embedded in the wall just now, drifting slowly past her in a daze.
Chen Muxue was silent for a moment: "Let's go."
Then everyone followed Yu Yan's pace silently.
The second prince couldn't help but feel a little surprised when he saw that this road was heading to the Yangxin Palace. He rarely saw this eunuch, but he still had an impression in his mind. This further proved that he remembered correctly.It seems that this is the great **** Yu Yan who has been very favored since his father fell ill and has now been promoted to the chief eunuch?
His cultivation level is not high, but he didn’t know that Yu Yan was so good that all the cultivators around him could only obey his orders. What kind of master is his father hiding around him? Is it because he is too afraid that someone will take the opportunity to do something if he gets sick?
Or...in fact, the one who really calls the shots is no longer the emperor?