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A few days ago, Emperor Xiyue sent someone to invite him to Xiyue Villa, saying that he wanted to take him to meet someone, and now that he has time, he naturally wants to visit.

Lu Zhaoyi's little girl has been taken care of by Emperor Xiyue for a while, and the shadow of being hunted down for several years is slowly fading, and he really wants to see how this girl's cultivation is.

His Holiness was in retreat for more than 20 days, and according to his original plan, he was to practice for most of the year, during which time he would hardly see anyone except for his normal diet.

"I don't know how much the senior brother of the round wheel will improve this time, calculate the time, and when the temple is built, I should also retreat, the fourth heaven, it is really a hurdle. ”

With a sigh, the little monk got into the carriage and went to the Xiyue Villa in Lotus Leaf Town, yesterday he asked people to hand over the post, and there was nothing wrong with coming to the door today.

In two hours, after running for more than 170 miles, the little monk Mingyuan once again saw the mysterious manor hidden in the mountains and forests.

The white mist drifted away as always, and in front of the main entrance of the mansion, a team of attendants waited quietly, this time it seemed to be a little different, and the number of those guards doubled.

Moreover, from time to time, the sound of the clash of armor sounded, and vaguely the little monk Mingyuan could even hear the voice of the attendant officer whispering and scolding the armor.

"Something is wrong, there are so many guards in the courtyard, in the forest, and even in the depths of the white mist, no, it's not the guards, it's the army!"

The elite army of more than 2,000 people is definitely the ace army of the empire, and there are footsteps equipped with seventy pounds of heavy armor, thick and long, no less than two hundred.

According to the restrictions of the vast majority of imperial states, an emperor who can move freely outside is absolutely not allowed to have such an elite army, even the emperor's favorite daughter.

"Little Master Mingyuan, you are here, Emperor Ji is waiting for you in the garden. ”

The female officer Qiuhua squeezed out from behind the group of attendants, and when she saw that the person who came was the little monk Mingyuan, her face was happy, and at the same time she hid the fleeting fear in the depths of her eyes.

The little monk Mingyuan didn't say a word, and entered this mysterious Xiyue Mountain Villa without saying a word, and the serious and cold atmosphere surprised him slightly.

The surrounding people are all fierce tigers, and the rich bloody murderous aura is not comparable to those attendants, and there is a big man in the imperial capital in the villa.

The little monk of Mingyuan instantly made a decision, could it be that the Emperor Xiyue wanted to introduce to him was this big man from the imperial capital?

Then I want to have a good meeting, I hope to surprise myself!

The villa was very quiet, under the leadership of the female officer Qiuhua, the little monk Mingyuan entered the manor leisurely, he was not worried that the surrounding army would deal with him, with the strength of these people, he was not qualified to force out of his border.

In the depths of the villa, he once again saw the Emperor of the Setting Moon in full costume, and a palanquin with silver curtains hanging on all sides, surrounded by twelve guards dressed in silver robes and wearing cloud boots.

Emperor Xiyue is also accompanied by an old man, it seems that it should be the martial worship mentioned at the beginning, and his strength is comparable to that of the Round Wheel Dharma King, and he is a ten-rank peak master.

The twelve silver-robed guards seemed to be connected as one, guarding the sedan chair almost perfectly, although they only had the cultivation of the sixth grade, but the potential momentum and threat were no less than that of a super-first-class master under the tenth grade.

What kind of character is traveling, and he actually carries such a lineup of guards with him, which really surprised the little monk Mingyuan.

He knew the status of a ten-rank master in the Great Qian Empire, as long as he had a certain intention to join the army, he would be able to climb to the level of the commander or even the commander by accumulating military merits in a short period of time.

You must know that it is a feudal official equivalent to the commander of the state capital, and he also has an official rank from the third rank in the current dynasty, and he is considered a person on the top.

"The little master is here, I haven't seen you for a long time, but I am getting more and more energetic, please here, there is a little official who really wants to meet you, I think you will definitely find a common topic. ”

Petty officials?

The eyes of the little monk Mingyuan narrowed slightly, if he can be called a petty official by the emperor of a country, then the status is definitely very high, and it may even be a king with a different surname or a prince or a concubine.

"The emperor is really clever in hiding, the poor monk always feels a tremor when he walks in the villa, although the monks put life and death out of the way, but the lineup around this is too terrifying. ”

Looking at the smiling appearance of the little monk Mingyuan, Emperor Xiyue felt a palpitation for no reason, as if she saw the boundless blood surge through her bright black eyes.

When the twelve silver-robed guards saw the little monk of Mingyuan coming, they were all tense, and once they had an abnormal cheetah-like body, they would immediately tear the wrongdoers to pieces.

However, in the midst of seeing the little monk's face clearly, twelve pairs of eyes full of astonishing oppression were suffocated in unison, and their faces revealed a deep surprise, and in the end, they all knelt on one knee.

"Eagle Feather Guard, see the little prince!"

Hearing his guard's low shout, a sound of surprise came from inside the sedan chair, and then the curtain was lifted, and a silent eye that seemed to see through life and death glanced outside.

"You all stand down, little aunt, martial master, you also leave, I want to talk to this little master. ”

Suddenly, the twelve silver-robed guards raised their heads and confirmed that their master was indeed in the sedan chair, but what was going on with this one not far away?

The faces of the two are exactly the same, and although the breath is slightly different, there is no sense of conflict at all, and they seem to be born harmonious.

"Little master, you..."

The guard, who was headed by a falcon embroidered on his chest, was about to speak, but was interrupted by someone in the palanquin.

"Don't let this king repeat it a second time, retreat, there is a level of martial law within twenty zhang around, but anyone who crosses the line will be killed!"

A large group of people prostrate on the ground, not daring to say more, the status of this person in the sedan chair is much higher than that of the princes in the saint today, almost the same as the prince.

Looking at the hidden troops around them retreating like a tide, the little monk Mingyuan muttered a Buddha name in a low voice, and sat down in the position of the original Xiyue Emperor.

An invisible depression spread between the little monk and the one in the sedan chair, and the soldiers on duty around him were all swallowing and saliva.

This silence lasted for more than an hour, and finally the mysterious man in the sedan chair spoke: "It's finally here, it's been fourteen years, but I didn't expect the fate that the old guy said came after all." ”

Mingyuan's little monk's eyes radiated an astonishing light, and countless memories poured into his brain like a tide, and for a moment, when he gradually got used to it, his face twitched, and it was difficult to calm down.

"Ahh ”

Ahem, ahem!

The owner of the sedan chair coughed, and the heart-rending feeling made people feel distressed and a little puzzled at the same time, why did such a noble person have so many doctors to treat him.

"It's you, on the other side, happy tight, not like me, tuberculosis. Fortunately, since you are here, then this king can finally let go, our sister Huangfu Luanyue, we must protect her well. My mother died early, the old man collapsed, and he entered the Broken Dragon Stone Retreat, and it was worth my breath of hanging, and there was only that stupid girl. ”

The little monk Mingyuan clasped his hands together and was silent for a moment:

"Not for the time being, the deity still has things to do, you can hold on for another year, and it will be a matter of course after a year. I don't want to be a fish on the chopping board until I have a lot of background. Huangfu Luanyue is really a good name, and our future will be guarded by us. ”

The tone of the little monk Mingyuan was very decisive, and the ups and downs in his heart were forcibly suppressed by him.

Without waiting for the person in the sedan chair to answer, the little monk Mingyuan left by himself, what happened today was far beyond his expectations, although he did not see the figure in the sedan chair clearly, but he had already guessed who it was.

Six years ago, he had met an old monk, who was not a great monk of Shaolin, but just a sweeping monk who faltered and seemed to fall down when the wind blew.

However, it was this sweeping monk who, after a glance, created the youngest killing ring Buddha Mingyuan in Shaolin history.

Thinking about all kinds of things, some of the things I experienced seemed to be pushed by invisible big hands behind my back, and this feeling made the little monk Mingyuan very uneasy and quite jealous.

Although he didn't sense the hostility from the sweeping monk's attitude, he would not tolerate someone manipulating his future and fate, especially when he saw another self today.

The departure of the little monk Mingyuan was very fast, and none of the soldiers under martial law dared to stop them, and many of the soldiers everywhere they went were stroking their chests and saluting.

After a while, the Eagle Feather Guard quickly poured into the courtyard, respectfully holding a long knife to guard the surroundings.

Emperor Xiyue also turned back with Wu Lao, looking at the curtain of the sedan chair, a little puzzled, could it be that this little monk Mingyuan broke up unhappily?

"Little aunt, tell Qingtan County to make Hao Yan complete, what does the little master want, as long as it is not a major treason, but everything is allowed. If there is anything wrong with the little master, come and see you!"

The person in the sedan chair knocked lightly on the window, and the four carved feather guards quickly lifted the sedan chair, and rushed towards the distance like the wind, while the elite armor of the brigade interspersed the close guards on both sides.

Emperor Xiyue and Wu Lao looked at each other, and after a while, there was a faint shock in their eyes.

"They seem to have reached some agreement, but I didn't expect that the festival of Qingtan County made Hao Yan Wanliang always think of himself as neutral, but he didn't expect it to be Prince Qian's person, and the hiding is really deep. ”

Emperor Xiyue also nodded in approval of Wu Lao's exclamation:

"The appeal of my brother is truly terrifying, even after fourteen years of retreat, he still controls the terrifying power in the depths of the Empire. Hey, I hope Xiao'er can explain a few words in front of the imperial brother after today, otherwise the empire will be in big trouble. ”

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