The moon is white as the bottom, the gold thread walks the pen, and the four-clawed golden python jumps into a gorgeous dress.

A tall and thin man, wearing a four-clawed python robe, rushed all the way into the private house, as if entering a no-man's land.

In the entire Jin'an City, there is only one person who can wear like this.

Chu Yanjun's face sank, and he bowed to the person who came, and his voice did not fluctuate: "Father." ”

"Hmm. King Jin bowed his head slightly, not caring about his son's emotionless tone. He is only in his thirties, tall and thin, very different from Chu Liufeng's appearance.

He rubbed the jade wrench finger in his hand, glanced at the little beggar who was crying like a cat, and asked without a smile: "What are you...... How?"

This is Tao Zi and Zhong Yuanqiong, the first time they saw Chu Yan's father, Zhong Yuanqiong blinked, how did this prince look...... Or does that little beggar look a little like this prince?

How could things not be the same as expected?

This prince came late at night, and stopped a few people from interrogating, no matter how you look at it, they are all friends and foes.

"No, my father is in a hurry to stop it, what do you want?" Chu Yan asked seemingly casually.

"Yan Qing, you can't kill him. ”

"Oh, why?" Chu Yan looked back on Chu Liufeng's memory, in his memory, although the father of this body only had Chu Liufeng's son, he had never been shy about it, and now he is maintaining a little beggar like this, why?

The little beggar was not stupid, seeing that the prince seemed to want to save himself, he looked at the visitor with a pair of eyes full of tears, and his face was full of expectation.

King Jin looked at Chu Liufeng, then at the little beggar, turned his heart sideways, and said coldly: "He is also my son, your younger brother." ”

After that, he picked up the little beggar and took him away.

Three days later, the entire Jin'an City exploded, and the ordinary life of the people in the city finally waited for a huge amount of talk.

In the streets and alleys, no one is talking about the illegitimate son of King Jin.

It turned out that the little beggar who was begging for food everywhere in the city turned out to be the blood of the King of Jin?

Not only that, after the King of Jin brought him into the palace, he also fostered him in the name of the concubine of the palace, and what Yudie remembered was also from this concubine.

In this way, the original illegitimate son has changed and has become a legitimate prince of the palace, which is very different from his previous identity.

Who would dare to say that they will be caught?

Speaking of this, everyone can't help but wait to see the onset of the overlord Chu, although he still has the name of the prince of the palace, but the inheritance is certain, but in this way, variables have been born, and he is no longer the only one.

I heard that the king of Jin is very fond of the little son, and he has always been ...... to the prince

It's not a big deal to see the excitement, how many people are looking forward to it, waiting for a bigger excitement.

And the main owner, Chu Yan, still stayed in that private house, deaf to the rumors of the outside world.

Zhong Yuanqiong glanced at Chu Yan: "Senior brother, what are you going to do?"

Chu Yan smiled: "What else can be done, of course, how to do it, how to do it." ”

"Yes, we'll see what happens. Liang Muyu, who rarely spoke, said suddenly.

Chu Yan couldn't help but glance at him, what should he say, he meant to be tough directly, anyway, that King Jin was not his own father, what if he was disobedient? But Liang Yuheng told himself to wait and see what happened?

Tao Zi and Zhuo Qingbo were silent.

On that day, the reason why Chu Yan was able to recognize Tao Zi was not because of her strength, nor because he directly recognized Hua Yan as Tao Zi, but because he felt that the person who fell was alive like himself.

It's because he feels something in his own heart.

When he arrived at this secret realm or world, it had been half a year, and he could feel that only he was alive, and Tao Zi's fall, he found that the person who was originally like a delicate puppet was also alive.

In this way, he will have the saying "we are the same".

As for the prince, and the little beggar, no one could give him this feeling. So even if you come tough, even if you kill it, what can you do?

He actually wanted to give it a try, but Liang Yuheng wanted to wait and see what happened......

Chu Yan was a little impetuous, he wanted to get out of here quickly.

Tao Zi asked Liang Muyu: "But what's the reason for it?" She didn't quite understand why she had to wait and see.

Liang Muyu's expression softened: "As long as my aunt and grandmother believe me." He glanced at Feng Xu, who had spoken and had not spoken: "Chu Zhenren doesn't need to wait too long, at least three days, and at most half a month." When the time comes, torture to extract confessions, kill or chop people, all at will. ”

Tao Zi raised his eyebrows, this little fish is getting more and more unfathomable, where is he taught?

The crowd calmed down, and three days later.

The people gathered in Jin'an City, and the widest south square in the city was full of people.

"I'll just say, my son is so young, and his background is so extraordinary, I always felt that I had treated him badly, but now it's good, he is waiting to be an immortal!"

"Phew, you shameless Wang Er Mazi, and you don't look at your son's roe deer-headed mouse eyes, and you dare to say that it is extraordinary? ”

"Hey, hey, you're jealous?"

"Hey, I'm jealous, and if I'm jealous, I'll have to wait until your son becomes an immortal first. ”

......

Tao Zi and the others gathered in the square early, and it turned out that there were monks selecting disciples.

They want to blend in with the crowd, but a few people in a group, even if they are low-key dressed, they have a reputation. Seeing that the three tyrants of Jin'an, who had not shown up for six or seven days, appeared with a female prostitute, people automatically retreated.

Chu Yan looked at his nose and nose and heart, and didn't care at all.

Tao Zi has experienced this once, but this time it is obviously not as good as the time when he climbed Zhaoyao Mountain.

The people waited for a long time, and their necks stretched out: "Immortals! Look, it's really an immortal!"

I saw a slightly dark cloud from south to north, stopped over the south square, and then slowly descended.

Then, two men came out of the clouds.

One of them was a thin old man with a white beard, while the other was a young sword fairy with a long sword on his back.

One old and one young, all wearing white robes, look very immortal wind bones, which makes people look up to them.

In the crowd, there was silence at first, and then the pot exploded again.

Waiting for everyone to admire, admire, and envy, the old man raised his hand and signaled everyone to silence.

"Don't be impatient, as long as you have a spiritual root, you have a chance to become an immortal. ”

"I have a spiritual root!"

"My son has a spiritual root!"

"My son also has a spiritual root!"

Although I don't know much what the spiritual root is, how can my own child not be so smart?

......

Seeing that everyone was eager to try, the old Taoist smiled and stroked his beard: "Well, come one by one, line up, and come to me to measure the spiritual root." ”

Everyone didn't dare not listen, and while competing for the front position, they quickly lined up.

The young sword immortal-looking man took out an extremely simple spirit measuring ruler from his arms, no more than a foot long and no more than three fingers wide, which was a spirit measuring artifact that had been around for some years.

It is not a simple matter to measure the existence of the spiritual root and the quality of the spiritual root, pay attention to a fine and accurate, yes, in the Chenhua realm, such low-level artifacts have long been abandoned for many years.

The young man took a ruler in his hand and tested them on children and teenagers under the age of twenty.

Until the end of the day, among the nearly 1,000 children, only three or five were detected to have spiritual roots, but the quality of spiritual roots was not high.

The old man shook his head and ordered, "That's it, there's little to gain here, let's go to the next place quickly." ”

"Yes. "Young people should be respectful.

Lao Dao rolled up the four children with spiritual roots, and two of them were about to ride away from the clouds, just at this time......

"Immortals, stay here!"