"In other words, since the defeat of Tianliang Pass, the Xihua Kingdom no longer has the strength to confront our Yanwu Kingdom. In desperation, we kneel down and beg our emperor for marriage."
"The Kingdom of Xihua has invaded our territory for many years, but now it is like a dog with a broken back. We are very lucky!"
The storyteller kept talking and the audience cheered.
Lin Feng curled his lips.
He is from the Xihua Kingdom. Hearing that the Xihua Kingdom was insulted by others, he naturally felt unhappy, but now that he has settled down, he cannot afford to argue with a storyteller.
The storyteller's tone changed and became vulgar: "I heard that the princess of Xihua Kingdom has peerless beauty and alluring beauty, but..."
After saying that, he suddenly stopped and drank tea slowly.
"Hey, what's a 'but'?"
"Old man, tell me quickly, don't be pretentious."
"yes."
"..."
When the little boy heard the sound, he immediately raised the box and asked the spectators to give money.
The onlookers were dumbfounded when they saw this.
Okay, are you trying to scare people's appetites and ask them for money?
At this time, a young man in gorgeous clothes walked out of the crowd, patted the little boy on the head, and said with an arrogant expression: "If you want money, just ask, can I miss you?"
When the little boy heard this, he immediately looked flattering and lifted the box up.
Everyone thought he was just a money collector, but they didn't expect that his expression and behavior were no different from those of an adult, and they couldn't help but marvel.
The young man threw two pieces of silver into the box, heard a clanking sound, and smiled: "Isn't it easy to spend money? I can lose all my family property in a month..."
He muttered eloquently, and the storyteller continued.
"However, the Emperor of Xihua Kingdom is narrow-minded and is afraid that his own daughter will come to us and suffer, so he robbed his brother's daughter!"
"pitiful……"
Lin Feng was listening intently when Yu Youzhen tugged on his sleeve: "Lin Feng, go somewhere else, this is boring."
"Are you going? Let's listen for a while longer." Lin Feng was still a little unfinished, but when he raised his head to listen again, he couldn't catch it. He smacked his lips: "Forget it, let's go."
Yu Youxuan hugged his arm and dragged him away: "Let's go, there's a lantern riddle player over there."
Lin Feng smiled helplessly and had no choice but to follow.
A few minutes later, Han Changge, who was ignored and left where he was, said: "..."
No matter how bright the light bulb is, it can't illuminate these two things.
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When we returned to Qiwei Restaurant, it was already under curfew, and there were few pedestrians on the street. There was only an old man at the end of the night, wearing a torn felt hat and walking to the end of the street.
Yu Youzhen ran at the front, holding a bunch of uneaten candied haws in his hand.
Lin Feng and Han Changge fell behind, chatting while walking.
The three of them walked into the restaurant one after another. The hall of the restaurant was empty, with only one lamp on. Under the lamp, a stern young man with an unclear expression looked at a painting while drinking.
When he heard the voice, he glanced over with cold eyes. His aura was no worse than that of Lin Feng and the others.
Lin Feng frowned and scanned his consciousness. He could see that the young man was just a mortal. Mortals have such aura. When he thought about the background of this restaurant...
"Third Prince?"
Qin Ce narrowed his eyes slightly: "Do you know me?"
Lin Feng said nothing, and his eyes moved from Qin Ce to the painting he was looking at - the painting was simple, with only a young man and a horse.
The young man looks exactly like Qin Ce. He seems to be coming to life from the painting. It is obvious that the painter's painting skills are exquisite and have reached the level of uncanny craftsmanship.
However, Qin Ce in the painting has a smile in his eyes and is not as cold as he is now.
"I don't know you." Before Qin Ce asked again, Lin Feng said, "If you put together what I saw, it won't be difficult to guess that it's you."
Qin Ce nodded lightly, put away the portrait, stood up and left the restaurant.
Yu Youxuan frowned: "Strange, isn't he getting married? Why is he unhappy?"
"There must be something unspeakable." Lin Feng shook his head, turned to Han Changge and said, "It's getting late, senior brother, let's go and rest first."
"go Go."
Han Changge waved his hands and went back to his room to rest.
After a night of silence, the next day, everyone in the Hehuan Sect set off again. Under the envious eyes of all mortals, the flying boat left the capital and flew towards the destination of this trip.
About two hours later, the flying boat landed slowly in Qingcheng County.
Lin Feng stood on the deck and saw a huge black crack. This was the new secret realm, and it was also the cause of this great competition between good and evil.
"boom!"
The flying boat landed, dust flying everywhere.
The game was about to start. Before getting off the flying boat, Zhang Xiaojun walked up to Lin Feng.
"Enter the secret realm, contact with the communication talisman."
"good."
Lin Feng nodded, and then winked at the seven outer disciples whom he had incited to rebel, telling them to act as they saw fit. As for whether they understood...
It's best not to understand.
Zhang Shun was confused. If he had something to say, he would say it. Why blink?
I don’t understand it at all!
He swallowed and looked at Mo Fengchun: "Junior Sister Mo... No, Huicai, do you understand what Potato means?"
"Don't mention him to me!"
Mo Fengchun tossed his sleeves and left with a cold face.
Zhang Shun choked and thought that Mo Fengchun had a good temper. What happened today? I couldn't figure it out, so I had to ask Baiying again: "Nightingale, Tudou just blinked, what does it mean?"
"Potato? Who is it?"
"..."
Okay, you don’t even know, right? Zhang Shun jumped off the flying boat, do whatever you want, I'm showing off!
Lin Feng walked forward with the crowd, and the dark crack in front of him got closer and closer. When he stopped, he could only look up at the crack and could not see the top.
Soon, monks from the United Immortal Association came to hand out tokens.
The United Immortal Association is an association for cultivating immortals formed by many sects across the continent. The Immortal Association has a president and more than 30,000 sects, but only six top sects can really speak. Hehuan Sect is one of them.
Lin Feng quickly recalled things about the United Immortal Association, and raised his hand to take a token with the words "Exclusively for the Good and Demon Competition" written on it.
If you encounter danger during the game, crush the token to escape from the secret realm and save your life.
He turned around and was surprised to see that Yu Youxuan had no token.
"Aren't you going to participate?"
Yu Youzhen curled his lips and said depressedly: "I was originally going to participate in the competition, but later my combat power was too high, and the people from the United Immortal Association boycotted me, saying that I was bullying the juniors by entering. Haha, I'm obviously only 19 years old! "
"The United Immortals Association is going to make a separate rule for you."
"Master said that I entered the ranks of powerful people ahead of schedule and avoided three thousand years of detours."
Lin Feng nodded, put the token in his storage bag, and waited for the competition to begin.
The sun gradually moved away, and one after another flying boats of different shapes came from all directions, and the front of the crack changed from empty to lively.
From time to time, monks would fly overhead, and some people would meet friends they hadn't seen for a long time, so they would gather in groups and chat.
Various sounds kept coming, and suddenly, the noise stopped at the same time.
