Immortal Cultivating Dynasty

It has to be said that as one of the best restaurants in Beijing, the cooks in Xianyue Pavilion cook good food. Among the meals Yang Xuan once ate, only the meals once in the palace of the state of Jiang can be compared with the taste of the leisure moon Pavilion.

But after a meal, Yang Xuan had a very uncomfortable feeling. In the dinner party, the three princes, even if they are anti guest oriented, can not be regarded as excessive princes. Unexpectedly, they all seem a little restrained.

Everyone's atmosphere is still very active, but the active feeling is very strange. The three princes will ask Yang Xuan some questions from time to time, but they are all about Yang Xuan's past experience, or things in practice, etc. Although the purpose of their coming here is well known to all.

However, perhaps because they came to three people at once, all of them had a good sense of propriety when talking, and no one mentioned really sensitive topics.

Just like when I was tickling, I scratched my whole body, but I didn't touch the itching place.

Moreover, after a meal, the three princes said goodbye in a hurry. But before they left, they all said they would do it again another day.

After several princes left, Yang Xuan always felt that he was not used to it. He even had an idea to run back to lodu directly and return to the capital after the storm passed.

But in the end, he gave up the idea. If he really left at this time, Yang Dingshan and others would be the ones who had a headache. And without Yang Xuan in the Yang family, no one can say how others will do to the Yang family, and from a certain level, the Yang family also represents Yang Xuan.

Finally, after thinking for a while, Yang Xuan decided to go out for a walk. In addition, Yu Qingcheng hasn't returned to Yu's house since he returned to Beijing.

Hearing that Yang Xuan offered to go shopping with him, Yu Qingcheng was naturally very happy. The Yang family is in the west of the capital, while the Yu family is in the east of the capital, separated by more than ten miles. However, they were not in a hurry, so they chose to walk there.

After all, the new year is approaching. Although the group at the peak of the great Wei Dynasty has recently fallen into a storm, the bottom people in the capital are still happy.

Looking at the people coming and going in the street, Yu Qingcheng was particularly excited and jumped with joy all the way. But because of the three princes, Yang Xuan didn't seem so happy.

"Fool, are you still worried?"

When they came to a street with fewer people, Yu Qingcheng rubbed Yang Xuan's eyebrows and asked with concern.

Yang Xuan nodded slightly and said, "there's nothing I can do. Naturally, I have to bear the corresponding responsibility for what I get. However, it's the Yang family that bothers me. Without my existence, with the current foundation of the Yang family, I can't stand in the capital."

"There's no need to worry. Just like every difficulty in the past, when the trouble appears in front of you, it can be solved cleanly. Now that you've thought about it, to maintain an absolutely neutral attitude in this dispute, you just need to continue to do what you think."

"But..."

"Nothing but."

Yu Qingcheng interrupted Yang Xuan's words: "anyway, we're sitting upright and haven't done anything wrong. Even if several princes are powerful, they can't put several charges on you out of thin air? You know, you're the only king with a different surname in Da Wei today, and you count your reputation. Even if they want to attack you, the people of Da Wei won't agree."

Yang Xuan immediately stopped, and the expression on his face was very excited. Yu Qingcheng's words were like pointing out a direction to Yang Xuan, which also made Yang Xuan understand that he had such a high reputation unconsciously.

For a moment, Yang Xuan was like pulling away the clouds and seeing the light. His mood suddenly changed a lot.

"Qingcheng, thank you."

Yang Xuan hugged Yu Qingcheng, kissed her on the face and said happily.

Yu Qingcheng's cheeks turned crimson. His small fist hammered several times in Yang Xuan's arms. Jiao Chen said, "fool, you're really a fool."

Just then, there was a sudden confusion at the end of the street.

"What happened?"

When he was disturbed when making out with his sweetheart, Yang Xuan immediately felt depressed and looked in the direction of chaos.

Among the crowd, a little boy stumbled forward. Behind him, a group of people in black were chasing after him.

The little boy looks young, but he is thirteen or fourteen years old and his face is still very young. But what makes people feel strange is that even though the little boy looks very ordinary, the group of people in black behind him still can't pull into the distance between him and the little boy.

This makes Yang Xuan feel very strange.

After staring at the little boy carefully for a while, he finally understood that although the little boy was young, his cultivation was not low. He had reached the third level or so, and seemed to have mastered a very mysterious body method, so he ran very fast.

"Whose child is this?"

Yang Xuan meditated in his heart. He didn't find any clues to prove his identity from the little boy.

At this time, the little boy suddenly ran in the direction of Yang Xuan.

"Big brother, help me."

The little boy's tone was full of panic. Even though his strength could be called terror among his peers, the group behind him were all adults.

The little boy obviously had no social experience. He was chased by such a group of people and immediately panicked.

But look at those who chased him. There was no murderous hostility, that is to say, they just wanted to catch the little boy, not to harm him.

Thinking of this, Yang Xuan made a decision and was ready to leave.

Now the forces in Beijing are complex, and Yang Xuan's identity is very sensitive. Even he was not sure whether he would get himself into trouble if he saved the little boy today.

At this time, the little boy actually caught up with Yang Xuan who turned and was ready to leave. He grabbed the corner of Yang Xuan's clothes with one hand. His eyes were full of supplication. His voice said anxiously to Yang Xuan: "big brother, help me, they will kill me."

"Kill you?"

Yang Xuan frowned and asked in a low voice, "can you tell me your identity?"

The little boy frowned and finally shook his head slowly. But then he raised his head and said to Yang Xuan, "but I know you. You are Luo Duhou."

Now, instead, Yang Xuan was surprised. It's not surprising that someone knows himself. After all, his image has been pasted in the whole Wei Dynasty for more than half a year. But it's strange that a 13-year-old boy can accurately remember his appearance and reveal his identity.