"Wenzhu. ”

"Wenzhu?" Xuanyuan poured ink and still reclined on the soft couch in the same posture for ten thousand years, calling out to his little palace maid. But why didn't it happen?

Squeak.

"Your Highness, Wen Zhu has gone to fetch incense. Does Your Highness have any orders?" Xiao Qianzi pushed open the door and walked in respectfully.

"It's okay, there's no need for a vigil tonight. Go down too. Xuanyuan nodded.

"But Your Highness, if you have any orders at night and no one is around, what can you do? ”

"Long-winded. Hongu is not without hands and feet. By the way, you tell me that Wenzhu won't be there for the vigil tonight. ”

"It's... Be. Xiao Qianzi was still a little hesitant, but seeing Xuanyuan's slightly impatient look, he still complied with his will.

"Go ahead. ”

After sending Xiao Qianzi away, Xuanyuan poured ink and felt the silence around him with his internal strength, and then meditated and practiced. Slowly entered the realm of meditation,

I haven't practiced much when I returned to the palace these days, one is to save my strength so that others don't know about it. Second, if she lets others know that her martial arts attainments have reached such a point, it is estimated that she will not be at peace.

After a long time, I knew that there was no fog around Xuanyuan's ink, and there were several waves of fine sweat on his forehead. A delicate little face had turned red, and Xuanyuan poured ink before he opened his eyes.

The eyes are full of light. Full of confidence and pride.

"Congratulations, Lord!" Lu Yuan broke through the window and fell to one knee. Although his face was calm, he couldn't hide the excitement in his eyes. How could he not be excited, even worship and convinced.

Xuanyuan looked at Lu Yuan, who was kneeling on the ground, with a smile, "Get up." ”

Lu Yuan hid the shock in his eyes, he was only seventeen years old. At his age, this martial art is already difficult to match. However, his lord Xuanyuan poured ink and actually touched the barrier of the great grandmaster. And Xuanyuan was only fourteen years old.

If one day she breaks through the barrier of the Great Grandmaster, there will be few opponents in this world.

The Great Grandmaster is the ultimate dream of martial arts practitioners in the entire Cangyun Continent. But very few people reach that level.

Some people will not be able to touch the barrier of the Great Master even when they are dying. Although some people have touched the barrier of the great master, they have exhausted what they have learned in their lives and cannot break through.

So how can Lu Yuan not be excited. How can it not be shocked.

"Lu Yao. ”

"In. Lu Yao appeared silently. Her cousin is much better than Lu Yuan. Because she had already discovered it by accident before. But that was her expression, but it was even more exaggerated than Lu Yuan.

"What has the Lord commanded? ”

"Tomorrow you go to Zhining Palace and stay by Milan's side. Xuanyuan poured ink and wiped his hands.

When Lu Yao heard this, he knelt down in fear.

"Lord, there is something wrong with Lu Yao. Lu Yao changed it. ”

Xuanyuan was stunned, his eyes fell on Lu Yao, who was kneeling on the ground, and pulled the corners of his mouth.

"You didn't do anything wrong, Hongu just wanted you to protect Milan. ”

"Lord, since Lu Yao did not make a mistake, why did the Lord hurry Lu Yao away. Lu Yao stubbornly thought that Xuanyuan was punishing her.

"It's not to chase you. You get up first. ”

The Lord promised Lu Yao to let Lu Yao stay. ”

"Get up and speak first. Xuanyuan Qianmo frowned slightly, he didn't like others kneeling on his knees like this.

"Please promise Lu Yao!"

Xuanyuan's face sank when he heard this, and the aura around him suddenly changed. Lu Yao and Lu Yuan obviously felt the depression of the atmosphere. It makes their hearts ache. The Lord was angry.

With a tom sound, Lu Yuan also knelt down; "Please calm the anger! Lu Yao is young and doesn't do anything more!"

Xuanyuan's face still didn't change, she hated being coerced the most! very, very hateful, and disgusted!

"The Wind Guard Shadow Generation only protects Emperor Xuanyuan!" Lu Yao reluctantly spoke, sweating profusely on his forehead.

Xuanyuan poured ink and coldly hooked the corners of his mouth; "Heh... This palace is not the emperor yet, so you don't listen to this palace?"

Lu Yao's face turned slightly pale, and he didn't know if he was coerced by the internal force emitted by Xuanyuan's pouring ink or realized that he had said the wrong thing.

Lu Yuan is not much better, Lu Yao is only fifteen years old. Naturally, his skills are not as deep as his.

"Lu Yao, Lu Yuan, obey the Lord's arrangement!"