Murong Yu didn't want to make a fool of himself with this cunning fox guy anymore, he just wanted to return to the imperial capital immediately and order the Holy Feather Guards to come and kill this guy immediately. He knew that with Brandt Benn's care, Lao Yang and Xiao Dongzi would definitely not have any problems. Of course, the Holy Feather Guard will definitely bring the old and the young back to the imperial capital safely.

Running all the way and venting the anger in his heart, Murong Yu was a little better. He knew that Mengfei City would open a new page tomorrow morning, and that would be Murong Yu's era. Of course, before the advent of this era, a bloody storm is indispensable. It depends on when this storm comes, when it reaches its climax, and when it disperses.

"Dream Feicheng, I'm back!"

"Father and mother, I'm back!"

"Teacher Yufei, I'm back!"

"Grandpa Huang, I'm back! The crown prince of the Tianyan Empire is back!"

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Murong Yu roared unscrupulously in the wilderness, he roared, he had the capital and strength to shout. Now forty times the strength of the body, almost comparable to the dragon, the elemental affinity has increased greatly, and it is estimated that with the addition of the source bead, it can reach one hundred and fifteen. The mystery of vindictiveness has reached the realm of the first major achievement, and it has touched the second level -- controlling the situation. The Demon Martial Arts Combination Technique, the Demon Martial Arts Combination Technique, and the Demon Dou Qi that had just been introduced, the source bead became more than three hundred times the attack power, and the water element law penetrated into the eighty-eight stabs, although the Dou Qi magic had decreased slightly due to the seal, in general, he had already achieved a general trend and could not be stopped.

It feels so good to be home!

Murong Yu secretly thought that when he was in the Nightmare Forest before, he had never been so urgent. There was no such excitement, and the closer he got to Mengfei City. Murong Yu felt more and more anxious. Murong Yu was ruthless, and the speed was full. The speed of sound, which used to be twice as high, dropped to 1.5 times after being sealed, but this speed is still very terrifying.

Tiandu Street, an ancient and flowery street, is the junction and collision point between the ancient civilization and the prosperity of the modern world. The love bar on the street, a very high-end gold cave, can come here almost all young people. And the young people on this street are either rich or expensive. Therefore, the business of the Love Bar was extremely hot, and even Murong Yu lost Zhiling and returned to the imperial capital for the first time, so he came here to kill time, and drunk Lin Tincture every day to soothe his emotions.

The lantern plaque at the door of the love bar has been reframed by the proprietress at great expense before the New Year. Each one sparkles with a bewitching glow, and the gold-encrusted plaques are illuminated in the fiery red sunlight. It's particularly eye-catching. It is said that the proprietress came from a large family, which originated from the beginning of the empire, and no one knows how powerful it was. However, no one has ever dared to make trouble here. Whether you are a prince or a nobleman or an emperor, you must abide by the rules here when you come here.

Next to the Love Bar. Towering over is a seven-story white building, which seems to be somewhat ancient. However, the few big characters at the door have a new look. The four golden characters of "Ditian Hotel" are strong and powerful. There is no elegantness and freedom of the words of the love bar next to it, showing a magnificent and domineering spirit.

Through the bright glass window, Ximen Hongkun looked at the bustling crowd of people on Tiandu Street, and it was a good time for the beautiful girls of the imperial capital to go out shopping. Beautiful girls are in groups, decorating the entire Tiandu Street like a beautiful imperial garden.

Ximen Hongkun, who is 38 years old this year, is handsome and chic, and is the young master of one of the five major martial arts arenas, Taidou Wuchang, and can be said to be a rare young talent in the imperial capital. These beautiful girls did not arouse the slightest desire of Ximen Hongkun, and there was only a shadow of a person left in his heart, but this woman just didn't go to the Tao, which made him very angry.

In the guest room of the hotel, on the wall hangs a picture of a goshawk fluttering rabbit swallowing mountains and rivers, this picture is a master's work, which Ximen Hongkun bought from the Phantom Sky Auction House for millions of gold coins. He likes the goshawk to pounce on the rabbit very much, and the majestic posture of a volley fully shows the kingly spirit of the eagle dominating the sky.

Below the wall chart are two rows of ebony shelves, on which are two swords quietly placed, and just look at the gems on the scabbards of the swords to know that they are not ordinary. The top one said: "Dragon Yin!" and the bottom one said: "Fengqi!" Both swords were rare holy soldiers at that time. The most important thing is that Ximen Hongkun is a master of using a sword, I heard that he has reached the holy level, however, no one has ever dared to try it.

He withdrew his gaze, and one turned to sit down on the leather couch by the window, stretching his legs lazily. This kind of sofa made of the bear skin of the holy beast Golden-backed Bear King through eighteen processes is the only one in the entire hotel, because this is the exclusive lounge of the young owner of this hotel.

He gently held up the shiny silver goblet on the small coffee table with two green onion tips, white and tender middle finger and ring finger, shook it slightly, and took a small sip. Feeling the bright red liquor flowing through the esophagus and the little fragrance rushing up, I put down my glass in satisfaction.

"Bang!", the door was opened, and a guy with a white face rushed in, glaring fiercely at the two bodyguards on both sides. Glancing at Ximen Hongkun, he walked over to himself, grabbed a cup, uncorked the bottle with a "bang!", poured a small half cup for himself, and then raised his head without a bit of aristocratic temperament, and went down with a grunt.

"Heng Shao, things don't seem to be going very well!" Ximen Hongkun took another sip and said with a smile.

"Don't say it, you asked me to help you go to Nanjia Xin'er, but she spat on her face. The white-faced boy replied angrily.

This Heng Shao, formerly known as Zhao Jinheng, is Nan Jia Xin'er's classmate, and he is also Murong Yu's classmate, but Murong Yu definitely has no impression of this guy. Ximen Hongkun has been thinking about this woman since he saw this woman at the dinner party in the palace. He was afraid of Duke Nanjia's face, and met several times, but Nanjia didn't buy face. Therefore, he took a roundabout route and wanted to go to Nanjia Xin'er through Zhao Jinheng, but it seemed that this obscene guy was spit on by Xin'er.

"Hahahaha......" Seeing Zhao Jinheng roll up his sleeves and still wiping his face, Ximen Hongkun hahadaxiao got up. He stood up elegantly, circled around Zhao Jinheng with a smile on his face, his eyes locked on Zhao Jinheng's white paper-like face, he seemed to want to see clearly whether Nan Jia Xin'er's saliva had been erased. Sure enough, his eyes lit up and he found the mark of saliva, and this time, his smile became even more hearty. After taking a shallow sip of red wine, he pursed his lips and sighed in a low voice: "Interesting, interesting!"

"Boss, I was squirted all over the face by her. Zhao Jinheng complained hatefully.

Hearing Zhao Jinheng's words, Ximen Hongkun tilted his head, his eyebrows turned up slightly, and spit out two words: "Enough!"

He ignored Zhao Jinheng, walked straight to the window, his sharp eyes looked through the bright glass, looked at the mansion of Duke Nanjia from afar, and said calmly: "I like it!"

The sun erased a hint of blush from zuihou, and the sky gradually darkened. The Dream Flying City in front of him made Murong Yu have a different emotion. He was very anxious, very anxious, he hadn't seen his parents for more than two years, and saying that he didn't miss him was definitely a lie. However, in his previous life, as an excellent spy, enduring loneliness was a necessary survival condition.

It was this ancient Tiandu Street again, Murong Yu glanced at the signboard of the love bar, and strode towards the prince's mansion. Just above his head, Ximen Hongkun also withdrew his gaze and turned away.

"It's the little prince!, it's really the little prince!" exclaimed one of the palace guards. He rubbed his eyes vigorously, blinking his somewhat sore eyes hard and looking at Murong Yu.

Murong Yu didn't answer, but showed a faint smile, he looked at the two of them with a smile, and grabbed the two who were about to rush into the door to report. Shaking his head slightly at them, he gestured that he could go in by himself, and with a mysterious smile, he obviously wanted to go in by himself to surprise his parents.

The two guards flashed to the side in amusement, and they bowed their heads respectfully and knelt down. Murong Yu looked through the gate and had already seen the two Mizhilan Iron Trees next to the screen, which were purchased from the Heavenly Dragon Empire at a high price. The leaves are as sharp as pine needles, like peacock tail feathers inserted one by one, and the rough bark is like the heavy armor in the royal armory, thick and hard. Murong Yu took a deep breath, suppressed his heart that was about to jump out, and took a firm step.

Turning the tall screen, Murong Yu walked along the main road in the front yard towards the hall where his father usually received guests. The male and female servants along the way bowed one after another, and Murong Yu smiled and repeated a silent action. He didn't want these subordinates to report in advance, he wanted to surprise his parents, Teacher Yufei, and his sister. At the servant's signal, Murong Yu followed their instructions across the hall, turned a few small doors, and walked through the long corridor, where the laughter and laughter from the backyard showed that both parents should be there.

Stepping on the granite ground, Murong Yu found that today's palace was completely different from the past, and along the way, all the flowers and plants decorated in various places had been changed, and many precious ornamental plants and trees were mixed in. Even the original gravel pavement has been replaced with dark brown granite. Murong Yu Zuihou made a silent gesture to the two maids at the gate of the courtyard, and stepped into the backyard with a smile.

Through the dense whitening and falling apricot blossoms, Murong Yu saw his father, mother, and Teacher Yu Fei sitting around the pomegranate wooden table in the courtyard. Sister Ruoxi was playing peek-a-boo with a child, only to see Ruoxi vigorously walking through the flowers and quietly hiding in.

"Father, mother, teacher, I'm back!" Murong Yu barely calmed his mind and suppressed his slightly trembling voice. (To be continued......)