"Li Junchen of the Li family in the West." Li Junchen lifted the hair on his shoulders, said goodbye to his back, and shouted loudly as he walked.
After three steps, stand still.
He smiled slightly and said harmlessly: "Oh! I forgot to mention something important, my father, King Li Qing of the Western Region!"
At this moment, Li Junchen was wearing a crimson robe, which made him look even more noble.
Lu Youjing stood there with a surprised look on his face and asked Li Junchen blankly: "Is that fairy actually one of yours?"
Li Junchen glanced at Lu Youjing and said calmly: "Oh, her! There is a maid in my courtyard."
He turned his head away, leaving a scratch on the back of his head.
Lu Youjing stared at Li Junchen's back blankly.
A maid?
Maid?
He looked at the young woman. Even though the woman was disgraced, it could not hide the peerless appearance on her face.
Lu Youjing looked at his servant Uncle Wei again.
Bald!
Obscene!
dirty!
Damn it!
He closed his eyes and turned to look at the young woman again.
Lu Youjing murmured to himself: "A legitimate son is a legitimate son, and a bastard is a bastard. Even if we are both the second sons, the treatment is really very different."
"It seems that reincarnation is not just about looking at the door, but also about the people."
"If there is an afterlife, I, Lu Youjing, must open my eyes and see clearly who is being reincarnated."
"However, it's also possible that my father doesn't love me enough. He definitely doesn't love me. He definitely doesn't love me! Otherwise, if my status is almost the same, how could I be so different in other places?"
Lu Youjing was hit by Li Junchen's series of operations.
They were talking in the wind, gesticulating with their arms back and forth, and began to doubt life.
"It's you!" The old Taoist was slightly surprised when he saw that it was Li Junchen coming out!
"That's it!" Chen Tianwen, standing in the distance, dressed in black, said to himself.
"Master, you are very skilled!" Li Junchen grinned and gave the old man a thumbs up.
A compliment.
The old Taoist did not respond to Li Junchen's praise. Instead, he took a small step forward and asked Gu Junchen, "But he is the youngest son of Li Qing, the king of the Western Region."
Li Junchen nodded.
After the old man got a satisfactory answer, he seemed to have some realization in his heart. He quickly turned his head and glared at Chen Xuan.
Chen Xuan was startled by the old Taoist's sudden action.
He reflexively pulled out the horizontal knife from his waist, held the handle of the knife tightly with both hands, placed it across his chest, and pointed the blade at Lao Dao.
The old Taoist was not in a hurry to take action against Chen Xuan, but asked inexplicably: "Where is that boy of yours? Let him come out and let me, the old Taoist, open my eyes."
"Master, the capital is not a place where you can run wild." Chen Xuan said threateningly.
The old Taoist turned a deaf ear to Chen Xuan's verbal threats.
He raised his head and looked behind Chen Xuan, and said with a smile: "Boy of the Chen family, I know you are here, come out and meet me!"
Several people in the field didn't know why Lao Dao wanted to see the boy from the Chen family, and they all looked in the direction where Lao Dao was looking.
The air froze for a few seconds.
A thin young man wearing a black robe came out. The young man had a full body, a beautiful forehead, and a trace of aura exuding from his whole body.
"Sir, my third uncle said that the Chen family cannot die in the capital, and I agree with it." Chen Tianwen spoke slowly, clearly not laughing, but everyone thought he was.
The old man heard this.
He curled up the corner of his mouth and said with a smile: "Old Taoist, I agree with what your third uncle said."
The old Taoist said to Chen Tianwen very confidently: "You are the second among the three generations of the Chen family."
Lu Youjing was awakened by the old man's laughter. He walked up to Li Junchen, poked Li Junchen's shoulder with his finger, pointed at Chen Tian in the distance and asked, "Who is that guy? Do you know him?"
Lu Youjing was very curious when he saw another peer whose temperament was not inferior to his own.
"Looks like he's from the Xianlin Chen family. He seems to be second in line at home." Li Junchen responded with a smack of his lips.
"The second in the family, isn't that the same status as us?" Lu Youjing said.
Li Junchen glanced sideways at Lu Youjing, and there was something in his heart that he still couldn't bear to say.
"What's that look in your face?"
"Nothing? It's just strange why we are ranked second." Li Junchen said thoughtfully.
Lu Youjing said carelessly: "What's weird about this? It's going to rain and my mother is going to get married. How can we stop this kind of thing? It's only for my parents to have children!"
Li Junchen said perfunctorily: "What you said makes sense."
He looked at the three people on his side, as well as the old Taoist, and began to meditate on the key...
Chen Tianwen did not open his mouth to answer Lao Dao's question. Instead, he stared at Lao Dao's face and began to ponder all of Lao Dao's words.
He looked towards Li Junchen and Lu Youjing in the distance, and happened to see Li Junchen looking at him.
"Something's wrong." Chen Tianwen frowned and said softly.
Although the old Taoist did not hear the answer he wanted from Chen Tianwen's mouth, he could see the surprise in Chen Tianwen's expression.
The old man's face became flushed and he looked very excited. He looked at Chen Tianwen with bright eyes.
He muttered in his heart: "Infinite Heavenly Lord! Emperor Zhenwu has manifested himself as a saint. The disciples rely on the care and care of the ancestors on weekdays. It is really good luck that the disciples' hexagram skills can reach the sky!"
"When the disciples return to the mountain, they will burn paper, kowtow, and read scriptures for the ancestor."
Chen Xuan saw the old Taoist's abnormal expression, walked up to Chen Tianwen and blocked the front.
A majestic internal force surged in all directions with Lao Dao as the center.
Chen Xuan, the old servant, and Qiaoyi felt a very dangerous aura at the same time.
"Tian'er, step back!"
"Sir, be careful."
"Sir, let me go, this old man has become a spirit!"
Three reminders came to mind at the same time!
Lu Youjing originally thought that Uncle Wei was actually quite nice and considerate, but this man was afraid of comparison.
At this moment, he just wanted to find a corner where no one was, cover his face and cry.
Li Junchen looked worried and shouted towards the front: "Aunt Qiao, be careful!"
"Third uncle, be careful!" Chen Tianwen said with concern, and then stepped back. He was standing too close to Lao Dao, and the aura emanating from Lao Dao made him breathless.
Lu Youjing looked at the movements of Li Junchen and Chen Tianwen, while Uncle Wei looked at him expectantly, as if waiting for something.
He opened his mouth and said loudly: "Uncle Wei, he is a Taoist and cannot become a spirit. In my opinion, this old Taoist is about to become an immortal. Why are you looking at me! Why don't you hurry up and stop him?"
The old servant shouted loudly to Lu Youjing: "Master, I am so lucky to be your servant, Old Wei!"
He turned around and looked back without any nostalgia.
At this time, the old Taoist body was one foot in the air, hanging in the air, with his white hair blowing away and dancing in the wind.
"You guys come together!"
