The power of the six gates is really great, and the intelligence agencies have brazenly opened to the capital of the Northern Zhou Dynasty.

Qing Yu is not a fool, several times in a row, he has sent and received information through the Yunlai Inn, and it is obvious that this Yunlai Inn has something to do with the six doors. Yunlai Inn, Yunlai not only has guests, but also the information they carry.

Qing Yu was glad that he didn't tear his face with the six doors, otherwise it might not be safe to flee anywhere.

But now, the scope of information of the six doors is vast, and it is good for itself. At least, I shouldn't be more worried than I can't pass the entrance meeting of Shanhe Academy, if I can't even do this kind of thing, I'm really blind to the forced nature of this intelligence agency to open the divine capital.

"Let's go, go in first. ”

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Half an hour later, Jin Mingxuan was bored downstairs drinking tea, "Why is Brother Meng so slow, like a woman." ”

This was already the third pot of tea he had drunk, and two quarters of an hour ago, Jin Mingxuan had finished bathing and was waiting for Qing Yu downstairs. Jin Mingxuan is not the kind of aristocratic child who learns how to apply powder to women, so after taking a bath and changing into clean clothes, he went downstairs and waited for Qingyu.

Then, he waited, for two quarters of an hour.

"Squeak", the sound of the wooden staircase being stepped on sounded, and Jin Mingxuan looked up at it many times.

This time did not disappoint him, a handsome boy in a white Confucian costume, shaking a paper fan, was walking down the stairs step by step.

"Brother Meng, you ······" Jin Mingxuan grew his mouth.

It's no wonder that he was shocked, but after a bath and dressing, this Meng brother seemed to be a different person. The face is still the same face, but now it looks radiant, giving people the feeling of washing away the lead ash and glowing with real radiance.

"It's just to wash away the dust of days of traveling. Qing Yu shook the folding fan, very pretending to be 13 authentic.

It seems to be working well. Looking at Jin Mingxuan's shocked expression, Qing Yu thought secretly.

A big kid like Jin Mingxuan, if you flatter him and deliberately please him, you won't be able to become his friend. The other party has heard more flattery and flattery since he was a child, than you say, and what he needs is not a slave who can only flatter, but a friend who has an appetite.

Therefore, if you want to make friends with Jin Mingxuan, you can only treat his temperament and let him take the initiative to make friends with you.

Qing Yu stayed in the room for an hour, naturally not wearing makeup like a woman. Well, it's almost the same as makeup, after all, the purpose is the same, it's all about letting others see a better version of themselves.

Fine-tuning is done by stimulating the muscles with internal force, not to change the face, but to make the parts of the face look more in line with the aesthetics of others. In the words of Qing Yu's previous life, it is to bring its own PS technology and show its perfect self.

"Brother Jin, you can't do this. Qing Yu looked Jin Mingxuan up and down and said.

"Why not, is there something wrong?" Jin Mingxuan turned around and said.

He changed into a new royal blue dress, and his head was still tied with a golden crown as before, and a few strands of hair were scattered, and he looked bohemian and uninhibited, and some women liked this kind of man who looked wilder.

"There's still a bit of chic spirit missing, so you need to ······" Qing Yu shook the folding fan in his hand.

"It's almost winter now. Jin Mingxuan looked at Qing Yu like a fool.

Now that the season is late autumn, it is about to enter winter, and the climate has already turned cooler.

"Is it handsome?" Qing Yu fanned the folding fan, and the breeze blew his hair, a young man in the turbid world.

"Handsome. Jin Mingxuan's eyes lit up.

"Handsome is enough, man, what you want is demeanor, what's the use of temperature, can I help you find a girl's like? Besides, I look at Brother Jin's breath, and I think that I am also a martial artist who cultivates internal strength, and I am afraid of this cold wind. Qing Yu taught earnestly.

"I see. Jin Mingxuan suddenly realized, and finally knew why he could only be with the family through the room, hehehe, but when he went out, he always couldn't compete with those few people who could play, it turned out that he was not sassy enough.

"I'm going to buy a folding fan right now. Jin Mingxuan hurriedly went to buy a folding fan.

"Don't be in a hurry," Qing Yu stopped Jin Mingxuan, who was in a hurry, "Let's go and fill our stomachs first, and then it's not too late to buy it." ”

"Isn't it okay to go to Tianle Fang to eat?" Jin Mingxuan asked in amazement.

"Brother Jin, do you know what drinking flower wine is?" Qing Yu showed a little hatred for iron and steel, "Drinking flower wine and drinking flower wine, as the name suggests, you are drinking wine, not eating cauliflower." We don't go to the kind of place where we can go to the kind of place where we can go with money, but to the elegant realm. In a place like Tianle Fang, there will never be a shortage of rich people, so if you want to stand out from the crowd and get the favor of girls, you need to show your perfect self.

If you go on an empty stomach, if your stomach screams, it's rude. Hungry, gobble, rude. It is even more rude to kiss Fangze with your stinky mouth full of vegetables. Let's go, let's go eat first. ”

After speaking, Qing Yu took the lead and walked out of the inn.

Sassy people. Jin Mingxuan scolded secretly, and then followed out, this friend, he has made a deal.

"Brother Meng, wait for me. ”

"Don't eat too much later, just pad your stomach, otherwise you won't be able to drink." ”

"Oh······"

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Outside the True Martial Arts Gate, a spacious carriage gurgled in.

"Uncle Xuanfeng, we're here. Qingzhou jumped out of the car and said to the car.

"Have you arrived······" There was a haggard sound in the carriage.

The carriage door opened, and Qing Ling helped Xuan Feng to get off the train.

"True Martial Arts Gate, ······" Xuan Feng looked at the familiar and somewhat unfamiliar mountain gate not far away.

Xuan Guang kept his promise, he did not kill Xuan Feng, but instead offered him delicious food and drink, and after the battle of Yangcheng was over, he released him back.

"It's finally ······" Xuan Feng sighed tiredly.

Xuan Guang didn't treat him well, but Xuan Feng's heart has been tormented in the past two months. In just two months, he seemed to be twenty years older, and his hair was gray.

Xuan Feng suddenly found that the True Martial Arts Sect he had grown up in had become a little unfamiliar. It's not just the senior brother in charge who started to see clearly a long time ago, but also him······

Xuan Feng glanced at Qing Zhou who was standing on the side, as far as he knew, this master and nephew was the confidant of Qingxu, the disciple of the head of the family. He was also present when Qing Yu died. In other words, Qing Yu's death also had some indirect reasons for him.

If it was in the past, Xuan Feng would definitely not doubt the disciples of the True Martial Arts Sect, but now, he can't say for sure.

"Senior Brother Xuanfa, what should I do······

Xuanfa turned his head to look at the spacious carriage behind him, as if through the corpse in the coffin in the carriage, he could see the beloved Xuanfa Senior Brother.