Qin Shi Mingyue Taoist Master Uncle

The cold air that seemed to be able to freeze everything surged in the air, and then condensed into a palm print with a length and width of more than one meter, which ruthlessly blasted on the dragon-shaped true energy.When the two collided, a wave of air was stirred up, shocking the surrounding people back.

After a few moments of stalemate between the two sides, the dragon-shaped true energy began to show signs of weakening.At the same time, Luna also felt a strong pressure and was forced to take two steps back.At this moment, she also realized the gap between the two, but she didn't want to admit defeat, so she simply stopped holding back, the true energy in her body gushed out continuously, and Long You's energy became more solidified again.

The corners of Beichen's mouth were slightly raised, and he slowly retracted his outstretched right hand. At the same time, the palm print condensed by the cold air also began to close his five fingers together, and he was about to catch the dragon-shaped true energy.

Seeing this, Luna secretly thought that something was wrong, and wanted to control Long You to get rid of the shackles.But it was too late at this time, the palm prints formed by the cold air had firmly grasped the dragon head, leaving only one body writhing around, but unable to break free.

As Beichen clenched his fist suddenly, the cold palm also exerted force suddenly, forcefully crushing the dragon's head, and then the Longyou Qi also dissipated and turned into nothingness.

Luna snorted, and retreated uncontrollably.Seeing this, the other woman swayed for a while before disappearing, reappeared next to the former, put her hand on his shoulder, and at the same time counteracted the impact with her own true energy. Only then did Luna stabilize her body.

Luna, who breathed a sigh of relief, was still a little pale, and recovered a little after adjusting his breath.

The woman in the golden blue brocade robe looked at Bei Chen, a dangerous aura flashed in her eyes, the true energy in her body gradually rose, and the golden light was faintly visible on her body.

At the same time, Luna's state also stabilized, standing beside the former, assuming a posture of fighting side by side.

Seeing this, the onlookers understood that the two women seemed to want to fight together.But just when they were about to fight again, the brocade-clothed woman frowned, and her expression changed a bit.

Then the aura on his body restrained, and he uttered a word: "Go."

Luna was a little confused, so she wanted to say something.But before she could speak, she heard the former say again: "Let's go."

The woman in brocade clothes was obviously louder this time, and she didn't show anything after she finished speaking, and walked directly to the door.

Seeing this, Luna couldn't stay here any longer, after all, she was no match for Beichen by herself.

After the two women left, the people in Fengmingxuan also gradually relaxed, and began to talk about what happened just now, and the few people who made the move before also became their talking point.

But Beichen didn't care about this, he raised his head and looked towards a room on the second floor, where the window was opened, and Black and White Xuanjian was standing inside.The latter turned his head as if he had sensed his gaze.The eyes of the two intersected for a moment, then Xuan Jian withdrew his gaze and closed the window again.

On Xianyang City Street, the two daughters of the Yinyang family walked side by side.

Moon God looked at the person beside him, and said, "Lord Dongjun, why didn't you make a move before? Could it be that you and I can't win against the Taoist?"

The woman called Dongjun stopped in her tracks and said, "That person is very strong, even if we join forces, we may not be his opponent. And..."

"And what?" Luna asked.

"Just when I was about to make a move, I suddenly felt a strong murderous aura from another direction of the inn, and that murderous aura was coming straight to me." Dong Jun said.

"Who is exuding the murderous aura?" Luna was also a little puzzled.

Dong Jun shook his head slightly: "I don't know, but the person who can exude that kind of almost real murderous aura is definitely a master, and his strength should not be inferior to mine. If I don't stop, now we may have to face two people at the same time." A top player."

After hearing this, Luna didn't say anything, although he felt uncomfortable but helpless, who would have thought that there are so many strong people in a small inn.

After a few breaths, Dongjun said again: "This matter is not important. What we need to do now is to find a place to settle down and prepare for it. We will enter Xianyang Palace tomorrow. Don't forget what His Excellency Donghuang ordered. ..."

In Xianyang Palace, Ying Zheng was reviewing memorials.

At this moment, a palace official stepped forward and said respectfully, "Your Majesty, Crown Prince Dan of Yan Kingdom is waiting outside the palace."

Hearing this, Ying Zheng stopped his movements, put the pen on the table, and said with a faint smile on his face, "Let him in."

"No!" The former agreed upon hearing the words, and then began to convey the king's order.

"Prince Dan of Xuanyan Kingdom has an audience!"

The voice fell, and then a man in his twenties with a vicissitudes on his face came in, bowed his hands and said, "Yan Dan pays homage to King Qin!"

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Ying Zheng looked at Yan Dan, and said, "You and I are old acquaintances, so you don't need to be polite, just like when we were in Zhao State."

"Thank you for your great kindness, King. Yandan is a hostage to Qin, and he dare not overstep." The latter bowed and said.

"You are still so strict and don't want to break the rules. That's all, you can do whatever you want." Ying Zheng continued.

"Come on, give me a seat!"

"No!" The palace servant who was waiting at the side responded respectfully after hearing this, and then brought a soft cushion and placed it on the ground in front of Yan Dan.

"Thank you sir!" Yan Dan took a step forward after thanking her, and knelt down on it.

Ying Zheng looked at the other party condescendingly, and asked, "How have you been these years?"

"Yan Dan's life these years has been pretty good, thank you King for your concern." His tone was still so meticulous, although respectful but also very flat, just like the surface of a calm lake without any fluctuations.

"Are you still used to living in Xianyang these days?" Ying Zheng asked again.

"Going back to the king, Lord Changping has arranged a good residence for me, and there is no shortage of food and clothing." Yan Dan replied.

Ying Zheng nodded: "Since this is the case, the widow can rest assured. If you need anything, just ask. If you have nothing to do, you can come to the palace to chat with the widow, or go shopping on Xianyang Street, and feel my Daqin. folk customs."

Yan Dan responded when she heard the words, saying that she would not disappoint the king's kindness, and expressed her gratitude.

The two of them just chatted sentence by sentence, basically reminiscing about the old days, talking about topics that didn't have much nutrition.The relationship between the two looks like a master and a humble guest, or a king and a courtier, but the only thing that is not like is a friend.

No matter how good their previous relationship was, the passage of time can dilute many things, and the two can be said to be strange old friends.

The reason why Yingzheng and Yandan were able to meet each other when they were young is largely because their identities were similar to their environment at that time, they belonged to the same type of people, and they didn't have to carry too many burdens when they were young, so they could rely on their personal preferences. Doing things, so naturally became friends.

But now one of them is the monarch of Qin, and the other is a hostage under the fence. Not only is there a huge gap in status, but both of them also represent the interests of Qin and Yan, so it is difficult to communicate with each other. The word "friend" serves more as a bridge in the communication between the two.

The two chatted for nearly half an hour, and the red sun in the sky gradually set on the mountainside. Ying Zheng glanced outside and said, "It's getting late today, so you can stay in the palace for a night and go back tomorrow." Not too late."

Yan Dan pondered for a while before agreeing, stood up, cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty!"