Yunhe used to follow the regent, and there were arrangements for food, clothing, housing and transportation.

Where do you know the importance of silver when you are away from home?

He is in the North Underworld, and as long as he holds the sign given by the regent in his hand, he can withdraw the silver no matter where he is.

In the capital city of the North Underworld, in all major restaurants, you can eat with a brand.

But in Dayan, no one will buy it.

Now that Beiming and Dayan are still at war, if he really takes out the brand, he will only be arrested as a spy.

Although those people can't beat him, do you want the face of the great grandmaster?

He is a great master, able to bend and stretch, and he is used to being free.

If you don't have any money, you don't have any money.

I don't want to do things like chickens and dogs.

What's more, I am about to see Kunwu Sword Venerable Chu Thousand Blades.

The other party has always been a person who is extremely hypocritical, and he doesn't want to lose face in front of Chu Qianjian.

The little boy I met tonight was kind, didn't look down on him at all, and gave him broth.

Yunhe didn't recognize Xiao Fuyi and Yan Zhaoxi.

The main reason is that Yan Zhaoxi's internal strength is deeper now, plus he is now a child, and his aura is very different from that cold-faced Yama King.

As long as he doesn't mess with him, he is the little cutie next to Xiao Fuyi.

The others were in the carriage again, and they had not yet covered themselves with the cranes.

As for Xiao Fuyi, she was dressed in men's clothes, which lowered Yunhe's vigilance.

What's more, she cultivates Xuanli and has a strong affinity, which can greatly make people ignore her force value.

Like Yunhe, an idiot in life, a frizzy old man completely treats her as an ordinary boy.

"In that case, Kunwu Academy is indeed a good place."

After listening to Yunhe's description of Kunwu Academy, Xiao Fuyi's face was more yearning.

As she spoke, she pulled out a few sweet potatoes from the fire.

Pushed one in front of Yunhe.

She didn't dare to poison her.

For a great master like Yunhe, it is easy to be poisoned and immortal.

It's better to fool people around.

Yunhe took the sweet potato and thanked Xiao Fuyi again: "The little brother is kind-hearted, and the old man has nothing to repay......

He was just about to take out something, when he saw Yan Zhaoxi open the carriage curtain and jump down.

A few big strides towards the fire.

He smelled the fragrance of sweet potatoes, thinking that his sister wouldn't give it to him and steal it himself!

"Sister......" When his words came to his lips, he saw that there was an extra person, still holding a sweet potato that belonged to him in his hand, and he immediately stopped talking.

The displeasure was written on the face.

And Yunhe, half-squinted his eyes.

Just because he didn't know who the people in the carriage were didn't mean he didn't recognize them now.

The breath is different, but Yan Zhaoxi is the war puppet he chose, and he was planted with a holy Gu on his body, face to face, the traction of the holy Gu, how could he not recognize it?

It's really hard to break through the iron shoes and find nowhere to get them!

Yunhe's expression completely fell into Xiao Fuyi's eyes, and she had a bad heart.

saw that Yunhe didn't seem to recognize Yan Zhaoxi, and broke the sweet potato in half by himself.

"What is the relationship between this and the little boy?"

He still didn't connect Xiao Fuyi with Princess Yan.

If Xiao Fuyi was just an unrelated person, then he could spare her life and just take Yan Zhaoxi away.

But if the other party is related to Yan Zhaoxi, then under the noodles of the bowl of broth just now, he can leave a whole corpse for the other party.

"What's the matter with you?"

Without waiting for Xiao Fuyi to open his mouth, Yan Zhaoxi glared at him.

His eyes still fell on the sweet potato in Yunhe's hand.

Obviously, he pays more attention to sweet potatoes than to cranes.

This made Yunhe hesitate.

Is this person really the King of Yan?