Yang Yu sat quietly and thought.

Before long, he felt a move in his heart. He looked up and saw white light coming out of the window. In the alley outside the courtyard, footsteps that were neither high nor low were heard.

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Huh ~

Yu Yang stood up, put all the items into the mustard seed space, and got up and went out.

Outside the door, Yu Jing stood with her arms hanging down.

Among all the great masters of Long Yuandao, the person in front of him is the most low-key and has no sense of existence, but Yang Yu did not underestimate it.

Any great master is a hero of the times. He is a hero of the times. He can be respected by the vassal kings and nobles in the local area. He can enter the world and become a great figure that everyone respects.

He once felt the threat from Yu Jing when he was worshipping the battle of the plains in front of the rooftop.

"Mr. Yu has been waiting for a long time."

Yu Yang smiled.

"It's okay."

Yu Jing replied lightly, turning his head to lead the way, not very enthusiastic.

Yang Yu didn't care, so he followed slowly. When he saw a breakfast stall on the road, he would stop and click on a table. Yu Jing's face was expressionless and he was not anxious.

Before long, the sky was bright and Mount Wanxiang arrived.

As a small hill located in Longyuan City, even if it does not occupy a large area, it is extremely eye-catching.

It was late autumn, withering plants and trees, and the mountains of all things were bleak, but in spring and summer, the mountains were full of crispness and flowers were crowded.

Woo ~

Following the faint sound of the flute, the two walked to a riverside and met the man from Wanxiang Mountain again.

Wang Muzhi sang cross-legged on the big rock by the river and blew the flute lightly. The sound of the flute was melodious and roaring around the mountains. In it, Yang Yu heard a faint melancholy.

Yu Jing turned around silently and emptyed the place.

"Old lady, not an ordinary person."

The flute fell and Wang Muzhi spoke:

"Xiao En Xiaohui is mixed with favors, so it eliminates the crisis invisible. It will be difficult to do something."

Yang Yu looked for a slept stone across the river:

"How can I see it?"

"Actually, for the six days before the banquet, Lin Qitian and Wei Zhengxian were waiting for you to come, probably wanting to see you."

Wang Muzhi plays with the flute:

"So, in six days, the palace invited several times, but they refused to go. If you agreed, you would all go."

"According to your words, did I miss the opportunity?"

Yang Yu turned the Juvenation Bead in his hand, as if he didn't care.

"Don't you believe it?"

Wang Muzhi asked back.

"Should I believe it?"

Yang Zhuo sneered:

"Wei Zhengxian was even willing to be suppressed by Xiao Zhan for many years for hundreds of thousands of soldiers and civilians in Tianlang Pass. Lin Qitian has always been low-key and easy to understand.

Will such a person bet on a junior who has no foundation like me?"

"You looked up to them and down on yourself."

Wang Muzhi slapped his palms with a flute and glanced at Yang Yu meaningfully:

"You can hide the magical powers you use to kill Zhang Lingfeng, and you can't hide them from the world, nor can you hide them from Wei Zhengxian and Lin Qitian..."

Earth-shaking magic power...

Yu Yang frowned slightly.

"You haven't joined the army before, and you won't understand what the name has in the military."

Wang Muzhi said, and the topic changed:

"After this banquet, do you think the attitude of the royal family is too friendly? The old woman's cleverness is that she sees through you."

Yu Yang raised his eyebrows and refused to comment.

"You have chivalrous spirit and will repay your kindness. This is your strength, but it is also your greatest weakness.

Once this happens, the Sun Shooting God Bow will give you the gift on your behalf. With this incense, with your temperament, I am afraid that I will not bully this orphan and widowed mother again."

Listening to Wang Muzhi's words, Yang Yu's brows stretched:

"good."

"The old lady has been in power for many years, has a sharp mind, and has seen through your temperament and moved it with friendship, but her eyes are short-sighted after all!"

"The Longyuan today is today, and the mediocre people are not even qualified to be self-confidence."

"Longyuan is a place of battles!"

At this point, Wang Muzhi sighed:

"Maybe, she is not unable to see through, but she is reluctant to give up and hand over this great foundation..."

"let?"

Yu Yang was silent.

Wherever you pass, everyone is amazed. When the tiger's body shakes, everyone will bow their heads and worship them, and give their wealth to others. Such stories only exist in the mouths of storytellers.

A land of three states, a land of kings with a population of billions, why should we make it?

"pity……"

"Not a pity!"

Yang Yu raised his hand and interrupted Wang Muzhi's words.

The latter raised his eyes.

With eyes facing each other, Wang Muzhi felt the extremely strong will from the opposite side.

"What I want is a bow and knife in my palm that can be used, and there is no need to bully the old and the weak, too..."
Chapter completed!