The protagonist of destiny is online

Although I don't understand it, His Royal Highness must have a deep meaning in doing this.

Mu Qingshuang took out all the books related to formations from the storage bag, classified them according to the basic version and the complex version, and said: "Your Highness, do you think this will work?"

Yan Xuekong nodded and said "Thank you".

The young man sat cross-legged on the ground, closed his eyes, his silver hair was scattered, his eyebrows were picturesque, and the rhythm of Taoism flowed all over his body, as if he was a heavenly man.

Seeing the noisy crowd, they unconsciously quieted down.

In a moment, all the books on the ground floated up, and the pages were turned silently. The golden characters danced and merged into his mind.

Everyone: "..."

Mu Qingshuang turned to Mu Hongyi, and found that her sister had a dull expression on her face, and then looked at Xu Xingran, the young lord of the Qingqiong Dao Sect, petrified on the spot like a ghost.

It turns out that I am not alone!

Mu Qingshuang patted her chest, and immediately she was not ashamed.

After a while, the vision dissipated and the scroll returned to its place. Yan Xuekong opened his golden eyes, as if he was thinking about something.

Mu Qingshuang said cautiously: "Your Highness, these books..."

"Excuse me, put it away."

"All, have you finished watching?" Mu Qingshuang felt incredible, and blurted out: "What kind of fairy are you, Your Highness?"

He asked the aspirations of the people present, and everyone looked over in unison, eager to applaud him.

Yan Xuekong smiled and said, "Don't make trouble."

Mu Qingshuang's heart seemed to have been shot by an arrow.

He has a hobby of looking at beauties, and he is extremely fond of the beauty list of Baohua Pavilion. In recent years, he has seen the Taiyin Saintess and Heavenly Witch that Jiuzhou respected. Something went wrong.

But at this moment, he suddenly felt that those beauties were boring.

Mu Hongyi looked at her smirking brother, and patted his head: "Your Highness, ignore my brother, he's sick again."

Mu Qingshuang pinched her face: "Hey, sister! Save me some face!"

The brothers and sisters were fighting and fighting, and they were indescribably intimate.

For some reason, Yan Xuekong thought of Yan Wenyou. As an older brother, he was not as talented as his younger siblings, but Mu Qingshuang was not jealous at all, but was extremely protective and loving towards his younger sister.

He lowered his eyes.

"Your Highness, is there something to gain from the book?" Xu Xingran took out the special products bought for his juniors and sisters, and handed them over, without breaking anything, but intentionally or unintentionally coaxing him to be happy.

Yan Xuekong raised his eyes and said: "According to what is written in the book and the observations when I came here, it can be confirmed that the Nine-Liu Locking Formation has connected to the Beizhou Heaven and Earth, and it cannot be broken by force, otherwise, the moment the formation is broken, the formation will be broken." The power of the law will counterattack, and Beizhou will surely suffer countless casualties."

Unless someone can bear all the backlash.

But the power of the first trapped formation in the ancient heavenly court, and the explosion, I am afraid that Yuanchen Tianzun may not be able to withstand it.

Xu Xingran worried: "Then how to break the formation?"

"No matter what kind of formation, if you want to break the formation, you have to find the eye of the formation first." Mu Qingshuang said with a headache: "Nine-six lock-space formation, the most complicated formation upon hearing the name, which includes six directions and eight directions. Adding a middle position will make you have no way to go to the sky and no way to go to the earth."

Hearing this, everyone fell silent.

Mu Qingshuang said again: "The most important thing is that the Shura tribe is waiting outside, let alone looking for the formation, we will be arrested as soon as we go out!"

Yan Xuekong was also thinking about it.

He cultivated the Vientiane Star Code and was proficient in the way of space. When he was in Luozhou, he used this to avoid the eyes and ears of the Luozhou king. However, Bieroni is an ancient golden fairy, and his strength is far stronger than him and the Luozhou king. Can be avoided.

Or, don't avoid it.

Yan Xuekong thought of an idea, motioned for Mu Hongyi and Xu Xingran to gather around, and discussed in a low voice.

At the same time, Beizhou Palace.

Yan Wenyou walked to Wei Bangge's closed place, pushed open the stone door, there was a woman sitting cross-legged on the ground inside the door, with her as the center, there were mysterious patterns in all directions, faintly visible, gradually extending away.

"King Beizhou, what do you think?"

Wei Bangge raised his head, his appearance was very delicate, he looked no longer young, but the years could not hide that unique charm, making her like a piece of radiant and restrained jade.

Her voice was flat: "The time you gave is too short."

Yan Wenyou glanced at her: "I advise you not to delay and think of ways to break the formation."

Wei Yangge: "Oh."

She looked like a dead pig not afraid of boiling water.

Yan Wenyou: "Are you so loyal to the Great Yan Dynasty? I know you like to delve into the world's martial arts. What Yan Yuan and Hua Yuelu can give you, the Shura tribe can give you the same, or even more."

Wei Bangge smiled: "Young man, you are too impatient."

Yan Wenyou was indeed a little impatient. At the beginning, his qualifications were still low, and he was able to become the young suzerain of the Shura Sect, all thanks to Bieruo's support.

Luo Zhou's plan failed, and the sect already had a lot of opinions on him. If Bei Zhou could not be taken for a long time, his position as the young suzerain would be in jeopardy.

Yan Wenyou was about to say something more when he suddenly received a summons, his expression changed, and he hurried out the door.

He rushed back to Tianjian Mountain, rushed into the main hall, and saw Yan Xuekong sitting there, drinking tea without any time, while Biero was standing suspiciously opposite, blocked by a sword.

"You..." Yan Wenyou paused, "Didn't you escape?"

Yan Xuekong: "It's not about escaping, it's about saving people."

Pietro: "Little baby, it is courageous to throw yourself into the trap."

Yan Xuekong pointed to Tai Cangjian who was eager to try, and said: "Grandpa, you can't even beat a sword, so don't speak harshly."

Biero snorted coldly: "No matter how powerful the treasure is, it is limited by the user. When your spiritual power is exhausted, what will you use to fight the old man?"

Yan Xuekong was noncommittal: "You can think so if you want."

Yan Wenyou was confused about the situation. He thought about it, but he never thought that Yan Xuekong would come out on his own initiative and sit here openly.

He puzzled and said, "Aren't you afraid of being arrested and taken to Mingzhou?"

Yan Xuekong rested his chin on his hands, and said calmly: "I know you have set up a ninety-six air lock formation in Beizhou. You can't escape anyway. Instead of hiding in the sword mound and waiting to die, it's better to come out and talk to you."

"Who will talk to you?"

Yan Wenyou felt that his little cousin was still as innocent as when he was four years old.

Relying on a sword, jumping around indiscriminately, do you really think his master can't help it?Even he didn't fully understand the background of the Shura clan.

A flawless holy lotus appeared in Yan Xuekong's palm. Seeing Bieruo's eyes widen in dismay, he smiled and said, "Can we talk now?"

Bieruo couldn't believe it: "You are not from the Ye family, how can you know the Nine Heavens Holy Lotus?"

Yan Xuekong didn't answer.

In fact, he has not yet figured out the secret of the Nine Heavens Holy Lotus Art.

But 12 years ago, because of this exercise, Yan Wenyou dared to attack him in the imperial capital, which shows that the exercise is very attractive to them.

Use this as bait, not afraid that they will not take the bait.

Biero stared at Shenglian closely, and said slowly for a while, "Then sit down and have a good talk."

"It's uncomfortable to sit here, the tea doesn't taste good, and there's no snacks yet." Yan Xuekong curled his lips, picked and picked, raised his chin, and ordered arrogantly: "I'm going to the best restaurant in Beizhou."

After all, he is a young crown prince of the gods, and he is used to being arrogant and domineering.

Biello didn't take it seriously, and ordered: "Wenyou, go to the restaurant."

Yan Wenyou: "..."

No, why did it turn into asking him to find a restaurant?

Didn't they come to seek Beizhou?

He finally discovered that no matter who it is, as long as they meet a little cousin, their brains will become abnormal!

Yan Wenyou tried to persuade: "Master, I..."

Pietro: "Not yet."

Yan Xuekong: "Exactly."

Yan Wenyou: "..."

He had no choice but to go out to find a restaurant.

However, Beizhou is poor, and there are few decent restaurants, and finally found one, and brought Yan Xuekong over, and His Royal Highness, the pampered prince, began to dislike things again: "There are no carpets on the floor, no flowers in the private rooms, and there is nothing to like in the dishes. "

Yan Wenyou vaguely knew that he did it on purpose, and the veins on his forehead were throbbing: "You are enough."

Yan Xuekong raised his eyes, and glanced lightly, without any meaning, but his complexion was radiant, his eyes were shining, and there was an inexplicable sense of demagogy.

Yan Wenyou froze, it was only then that he really felt like his little cousin had grown up.

Biero said impatiently, "Okay, let's go in."

The three of them sat down in the box, and Yan Xuekong said casually: "Nine Heavens Holy Lotus Art..."

"Wait!" Biero looked around and placed a barrier vigilantly to prevent others from eavesdropping, before signaling him to continue.

Yan Xuekong played with the Tai Cang Sword, his fingertips moved slightly.

Inside the Sword Tomb.

"It's moving!" A group of people gathered around the palm-sized Ten Thousand Swords Tablet and saw it swaying from side to side, and immediately shouted excitedly: "Your Highness has a clever plan, and successfully lured them away!"

Xu Xingran took the invisibility talisman made by Yan Xuekong and gave one to each of the Mu family brothers and sisters.

The three of them stuck to their bodies, and in an instant, the space fluctuated and the galaxy turned.

Qin Xuyang shouted: "I really can't see it! It must be worth a lot if you take it out and sell it!"

Mu Qingshuang complained: "Brother Qin, what time are you still thinking about making money!"

"Hey, I'll just think about it." Qin Xuyang sighed, and said, "Eldest Young Master, Young Master, Young Master Xu, do you want to go to Beizhou Palace first? Do you want to bring more people?"

Mu Hongyi said: "It's easy to be exposed when there are too many people."

Xu Xingran said: "Let's go, let's go back quickly."

Mu Hongyi immediately opened the sword mound, and the three of them quietly rushed to Beizhou Palace.

They were carrying the Ten Thousand Sword Stele. Yan Xuekong, who was in the restaurant, naturally knew the situation. Bieruo attached great importance to the secret of the Nine Heavens Sacred Lotus Art, so he specially set up a barrier, which happened to give them more opportunities.

"The innate Taoism is really mysterious and unpredictable, even the Nine Heavens Holy Lotus Jue can be cultivated."

Bieruo was completely immersed in the story told by Yan Xuekong: "Little baby, what level have you cultivated to?"

Yan Xuekong picked up the chopsticks to pick up the food: "I'm hungry, let's talk after eating."

Bieruo was angry, Yan Wenyou saw him acting like a monster again, and couldn't help but said: "You have been bigu a long time ago!"

Yan Xuekong said unhappy: "You are so annoying, Bigu also needs to eat."

Bieruo waved his hand, and Yan Wenyou rubbed his forehead. The master was too obsessed with the tombs and palaces of the gods, and even the great cause of the Shura clan was thrown aside. I don't know if it is a good thing or a bad thing.

Yan Xuekong ate, using the most complete etiquette taught by the Taifu. His movements were elegant and beautiful, but it was slow, so slow that it made people speechless.

He didn't care about the expressions of the two people opposite him, and ate on his own.

At this time, a deep voice rang in his ears: "It seems that Yanyan didn't miss me, and I was happy when I was not here."

Yan Xuekong paused and blinked his golden eyes.

Brother Junyu is back?

Has it been two days?

He wanted to turn his head to look for Xie Yuchen, but he didn't want to attract Bieruo and Yan Wenyou's attention, so he asked via voice transmission, "Brother Junyu, where are you?"

As soon as the words fell, the earlobe was caught in something hot and humid, and he took a bite in retaliation.

"you!"

Yan Xuekong blushed and slapped the table to his feet.

Pietro: "?"

Yan Xuekong played on the spot, made an unreasonable gesture, and said angrily: "You bully people, this dish is too bad!"

Yan Wenyou: "..."