The king will never go to court

Chapter 202 Chapter 201: The Exploration of Tianji Pavilion
Today, no one dares to check the drivers of Prince Wu's Mansion, and they can even run amok in the capital city.

However, Huo Long'er, who has been taught by Xie Wufeng, still made a very sensible move, not relying on power.

"As long as the other party doesn't provoke me, I will never make trouble."

Except for one thing, no one can touch her delicious food, otherwise Long Zhi will get angry and the consequences will be extremely serious.

"Hey, should we just break in?"

Huo Long'er held a memorial in his hand, which was exactly the battle report of Yan Kingdom that Mu Ziyue had requested to give to King Wu.

It focuses on the description of the blood mist formation outside Yan's capital city.

The car of King Wu's Mansion drove to the stone bridge in front of the main entrance of Tianyan Academy, which attracted the attention of many people.

The aristocratic families in the city also sent warriors from Fuchu to secretly watch Tianyan Academy.

Emperor Qian died strangely, and he was still in Luyang Prefecture.Many aristocratic families want to know the movements of the Wu Palace as soon as possible, so they can't miss any useful news.

In Tianyan Academy, upon hearing the news that someone was visiting Wu Wangfu, Daishan Chang Fang Yanqing rushed towards the back mountain with an anxious look on his face.

After learning that a group of people from Tianji Pavilion in Yunan City lived in the academy, Tianyan Academy now wished to draw a clear line with King Wu, so as not to be implicated.

When they came to the dense forest in front of the back yam garden, they heard the sound of two people arguing by the stream in the forest.

"You don't want me to help you! Find your own death, don't drag our academy down."

"Old brother, we have been good friends for so many years, helping me is helping yourself. As long as you help me, I will definitely sneak those century-old precious grasses to Qianguo for you. What do you think? "

"How many?"

"That's the number! No more!"

"This is too little! I have to think about it!"

Fang Yanqing rushed forward and watched her teacher stretch out his fingers with both hands, shaking back and forth in front of the white-robed man.

"What's the matter?" The old mountain chief hurriedly put down his hands, bent his body, and asked with a serious face.

"I've seen you sir!" Fang Yanqing first cupped his hands in the direction of the white-robed man, and then said, "There is a visitor from Prince Wu's residence."

The old mountain leader was still thinking about how to get more precious grasses from the Tianji Pavilion, but when he was disturbed by his unfulfilling apprentice, he felt very displeased, and coldly reprimanded, "Since you are here, as Daishan Boss, you can receive it by yourself. Why bother me?"

"Master, the visitor is not visiting us, it is." Fang Yanqing pouted in the direction of the man in white robe, and kept hinting to the old mountain chief.

"Him? What can I do with him?"

The old mountain master finally understood why his disciple was so anxious, and waved his hands, "You don't need to worry, it's no secret that people from the Tianji Pavilion live in the academy. Naturally, Prince Wu's mansion has known the news. Come, don't wait until now."

"no no"

The man in white robe heard the unusual meaning in the words, "Why are you all so afraid of that, where is that King Wu?"

"It's not that I'm afraid, it's that I don't want to provoke you!" The old mountain chief turned his head and glared at the white-robed man beside him.

"Then you just didn't?"

"Just now is just now, I haven't thought of a perfect plan yet."

The old mountain chief turned his gaze to the white-robed man again, with a smirk in his eyes, he said with a smile, "Since the other party is looking for you, you can go."

The man in white robe who was still confused, noticed the strange smile of Lao Shanzhang, and couldn't help feeling chills on the soles of his feet.I shuddered, "No, no! Shouldn't you ask first, what exactly is King Wu going to do?"

"Didn't you know when you went?"

At this moment, the old mountain chief had a look of gloating, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he quietly stared at his old friend.

"It's really beautiful, there are more than 60 people, and they are still so handsome."

"Well, since the other party wants to see me, I happen to meet this King Wu."

The white-robed man straightened his robes, and as soon as he stepped off the stone platform, he noticed that Fang Yanqing's face was a little strange.

"No, it's not King Wu." Fang Yanqing said cautiously, "It's a real dragon!"

"What!" The old mountain chief and the white-robed man exclaimed at the same time!

One is fear and the other is excitement.

"How could he let that dragon come to our academy! What does King Wu want to do!"

Recalling the day when the dragon's wrath burned half of the city of Kyoto, the old mountain leader felt a little unsteady and fell back on the reclining chair.

"Master, are you alright?"

Fang Yanqing flew forward in a hurry, and placed her right hand on the pulse of the old mountain chief very familiarly. She was about to check it out, but was stared coldly by the old mountain chief, so she withdrew her hand.

Looking at the suddenly pale face of the old mountain chief, the white-robed man was a little surprised, and said in a calm tone, "Brother, are you all right? You can't!"

Yes, real dragons.Neither the owner of the Tianji Pavilion nor the members of the Feng family saw it with their own eyes.Now, he wants to be the first to see it, how can he not let the white robed man feel excited.

Tianyan Academy, Mingxin Pavilion.

More than a dozen Tianji Pavilion disciples in white clothes stood under the eaves of the attic, standing in different directions, and there was a stream of light flowing slowly under their feet.

This place was originally used by Tianyan Academy to receive distinguished guests, but today it is specially used to receive a visitor from Prince Wu's Mansion, Huo Long'er.

In the eyes of everyone, a girl in a red dress walked slowly in the bluestone-paved courtyard with a memorial in her hand.

With big black eyes, he looked curiously at the man in white clothes not far away, and could vaguely feel different breaths circulating under his feet.

"Two Instruments and Nine Transformations"

The white-robed man had just entered the Mingxin Pavilion, and asked the disciples of the Tianji Pavilion to stand according to the nine-turn position, and he was bound to test the depth of this real dragon.

Many disciples of Tianji Pavilion heard that it was the real dragon who came, and they were all excited. All of them are the proud sons of heaven in various places in the southern region, and even people from other regions are lucky enough to enter the Tianji Pavilion. go one step further.

Feeling that the pace under her feet was becoming more and more strenuous, Huo Long'er lowered her head to check, only to see streams of light continuously overflowing from the attic in front of her, preventing her from quickly walking into Mingxin Pavilion.

In Mingxin Pavilion, a white-robed man was sitting on the main seat, and the first one was Fang Yanqing from Tianyan Academy.

One looked calm and the other was worried.

"If you really offend this one badly, I'm afraid Longwei will be furious again." Fang Yanqing was secretly distressed in his heart, how can Huolong'er from the Wu Palace enter the Mingxin Pavilion as soon as possible.

"Don't worry, my disciples have their own measure and won't hurt her." The white-robed man calmed down, and deliberately picked up the teacup on the side, and began to taste it carefully.

Hearing this sentence, Fang Yanqing almost spit out the tea he just drank.

"How can it be so easy to meet the deacon elders of our Tianji Pavilion."

Under the eaves, a Tianji Pavilion disciple looked at the girl in the red dress who was walking slowly, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he sneered inwardly, "This is the real dragon? It's just a teenage girl."

Just when he was about to continue to speed up the flow of breath in his body and inject new breath into the formation, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

Everyone saw that Huo Long'er stepped on his right foot lightly, and a weight of ten thousand catties fell from the sky.

Afterwards, the entire Mingxin Pavilion collapsed under an invisible coercion, and the sky was filled with dust, turning the white-robed man who had just picked up the teacup and was about to take a sip into a gray man.

The Tianji Pavilion disciples around the attic were also disheveled at this time, only Fang Yanqing had taken precautions, and his clothes were still clean at this time.

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