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Yun Fenglan returned to the palace, and at first glance he saw Ye Beixi leaning against the door.

Ye Beixi has probably been waiting for a long time, throwing a few copper coins in his hand, and he looks like he has no match, and he feels that the whole person is gone.

He doesn't look like an iron-blooded leader in front of the forbidden army at all.

Yun Fenglan saw him at a glance, but he stopped, and now he hadn't figured out how to face him, Ye Beixi must be entangled in his heart.

Murong Li is the crown prince of the Northern Dynasty, but he is also Ye Beixi's uncle, if he wants to say that Ye Beixi will tell his uncle, he will not believe it. It's just that Ye Beixi doesn't want to draw a line with him, so he is naturally at a loss.

Yun Fenglan didn't expect that Ye Beixi would be waiting for him at the door all the time, maybe he really used a little sincerity to his friend.

Ye Beixi's corner of his eyes suddenly skimmed, and he saw Yun Fenglan's figure, and he felt a little weak in his heart for some reason.

Usually it's not a problem to joke with Yun Fenglan, but this time, he even stuttered a little when he spoke:

"You, you're back. ”

Yun Fenglan looked at him quietly for a second, and Ye Beixi felt uncomfortable, but Yun Fenglan immediately turned his head and walked over from the side.

Ye Beixi was a little angry, he was ignored like this, what did he mean!

"Let's go!"

"Huh?"

Ye Beixi is unknown.

"You've waited for me for so long, don't you just want to explain to me, why haven't you gone in?"

The corners of Yun Fenglan's mouth raised lightly, friends are rare, and now he doesn't want to lose a friend who is sincere to him.

When Ye Beixi heard this, his whole person was stunned, and he couldn't hide the joy on his face! After so many years, he still couldn't hide his emotions.

"Alright, let's go inside!"

Yun Fenglan shook his head alone, his temperament, if he hadn't been protected by his mother since he was a child, he didn't know if he would have survived in the palace.

Ye Beixi sincerely admitted his mistake to Yun Fenglan.

First of all, he didn't know Murong Li's plan at first. After that, he didn't know what to choose between the two men.

Murong Li is a blood relative, and he is his master, and Yun Fenglan is his only friend.

But he can't have both fish and bear's paws, so he has to admit his mistake by himself, for Yun Fenglan's matter, if his uncle still wants to kill him, then help a little bit.

Yun Fenglan was a little surprised, he didn't expect him to choose to help him! But it wouldn't be strange to say, after all, the Southern Dynasty was the place where he was born and raised, although he didn't admit it, but he was indeed the prince of the Southern Dynasty.

It's a pity that his identity is destined for him to suffer.

Mo Feiyu was upset after he went back. I have already thought about it, but I really can't say it. Deception is deception, and there is no room for manoeuvre.

But it's not about this now, in seven days, it's an astrological conference!

Master has already sent a message that he will appear on the day of the day, and it seems that there is no danger, but I don't know why he went out alone.

Murong Li also knows the art of heavenly arithmetic, he wants to come to watch the ceremony, it seems that this astrology conference will not be so smooth, this confrontation is inevitable.

If anyone is the most comfortable these days, it is Murong Li.

This time he came over, it was reasonable, and the people of the Southern Dynasty still had to eat and drink well. And he is a prince, if they want to break the net, they can give it a go, but unfortunately, the soldiers of the Southern Dynasty are too weak, and they do not have the demeanor of the Yun family army back then. If you can stop him, it's good that he can't stop him, just wait for the iron cavalry of the Northern Dynasty to break through the gate of Dusk Snow City!

Murong Li knew that there were very few people in the Southern Dynasty who could fight with him now, so he didn't care. He hasn't counted the affairs of the Southern Dynasty a few times, and his interest in the Southern Dynasty is all on Mo Qingkong and Mo Feiyu.

But the old ones are gone, and the small ones are interesting, but they can be washed. He also wanted to know how much power the legendary lifebreaker in their mouth was, and how much he could defeat his medicine man!

He has only been practicing the art of heavenly arithmetic for less than five months, his strength is still shallow, and most of the spells will not be used, and it is already good to barely calculate a result, if you want to know the detailed process, I am afraid that you will have to lose your life.

Murong Li wanted to be cunning, how could he let himself suffer! So he rarely used those algorithms that needed to consume lifespan. Anyway, don't you know everything by listening to the Wind Pavilion?

It's just that I didn't expect that this little national teacher really has some ability, and he can seal his own life so that he can't figure it out! But this makes him even more interested! The art of heavenly arithmetic is really magical, but it's a pity that he can't understand what he has learned, otherwise wouldn't the world be in his pocket?

Although Murong Li has an eye disease, his ambition is not small, which makes people have to be afraid.

He sat in the courtyard, playing with both hands, there was a faint killing aura on the chessboard, if his concentration was a little weaker, he would be induced by this chess game and go crazy.

The chess player did not react, but his hands fell without pause, and in a short time the chessboard was filled.

Leaving the last son, Murong Li was already ready to receive the son. But there was a voice next to him, only three inches away from him!

"Young man, the chess game is not finished yet, don't be in a hurry to collect it!"

The owner of the voice, which must have been an old man, took one out of the white seed and placed it in an empty place.

Although Murong Li couldn't see, he was sensitive to hearing. He heard the location of the other party's drop, and he was shocked again!

It's already a dead game, but he actually played it alive!

Moreover, this person was so close to him just now, and he didn't even notice it!

None of his men appeared, thinking that they were restrained by this person, this person's skills must be extraordinary!

Murong Li has always looked down on literati, so naturally he will not be as dignified as they say. Being able to bend and stretch is Murong Li.

He didn't seem to be disgusted at all, and went on with him.

The chess game just now was like a bright flower, and the two abandoned the shackles of the chess game, one after another, but each piece fell more and more slowly, until finally Murong Li let go of his stiff hand.

"I lost, my predecessors have deep chess skills, and I admire them!"

"Actually, it's not a big deal! Boy, I just want to tell you, if something happens to the astrological ceremony, don't blame the old man for being polite!"

Murong Li's whole body tensed, as if he didn't expect the person in front of him to know his plan.

The man continued:

"It's not easy to raise an apprentice now! Shen Qi may have the intention to kill you, but he can't kill you, but I'm different old man, one finger is enough to deal with you. ”

Murong Li lowered his head slightly, indeed, this person, no, it should be said that what Mo Qingkong said was true. At his level just now, it was too easy to kill him, and he didn't need to let himself be trapped, so he only thought about it a little and agreed.

Seeing that he had agreed, Mo Qingkong's expression became relaxed, and he was still muttering something

"The apprentice is too young, and he has to run around and so on."

When he left, just like when he came, there was no trace, Murong Li's back was already sweating, and he did not punish his subordinates who were derelict in their duties, but only recruited his own subordinates and made some changes to the arrangement of the astrological ceremony.

On the other side, Mo Qingkong, who came out of Murong Li, gasped, patted his chest with one hand, and said with a little fear:

"It's good to come out, it scared me to death, if I hadn't learned light skills and breathing techniques well, I'm afraid I would really be bluffed!"

Because of the superlative skill of heavenly arithmetic, it was too easy for Mo Qingkong to calculate the direction of those guards, as for Murong Li's chess, I was sorry, he flipped through the chess game for three days. And the breathing technique and light skill, as a heavenly calculation that is often chased by people for fortune-telling, can no longer be cooked, it can be called a good product for escape!