The protagonist of destiny is online

Chapter 8 The Holy Maiden

Winter goes to spring and the weather gradually warms up.

"Ah, the snow has melted!"

Waking up early in the morning, Yan Xuekong rubbed his eyes, leaned over to the window and looked out, and was soon surrounded by maids. After washing, he changed into a brand new dress with tufted sleeves.

Snow shirt red satin, gilt pendant.

The maids gently helped the cub tie up the hair. Before the cub had time to look in the mirror, he ran outside the hall and walked around. Then, the corners of his mouth drooped down along with his ears: "Brother Jianling, the snow has melted. Yanyan can't pile it up." There's a snowman."

Xie Yuchen responded lightly.

The reincarnation of the four seasons is common sense, only bear children will think about snow every day.

However, the cub's mood came and went quickly. After bouncing around for a while, he became happy again, and counted on his fingers: "In spring, you can fly a kite, go for an outing, and pick fruits. It's also very interesting!"

The pink and tender little face was chubby, extremely cute, Xie Yuchen raised his hand and pinched his face, saying: "You should move more, you are rounder than last spring."

Like a glutinous rice dumpling.

"..."

The cub was shocked and held his face, looked up and down, left and right, where is it round?Where is it round!

"His Royal Highness?"

Mu Hongyi heard the movement, opened the door, and saw the young Prince Shenchao chasing and fighting in the air, couldn't help but smile.She held a wooden sword in her hand, with a thin layer of sweat on her forehead, she walked over to give her a hand: "The road is slippery in the morning, Your Highness, be careful not to fall."

The cub stood up, looked up, and called out sweetly, "Sister."

Mu Hongyi was originally cold by nature, with only swords in her heart, and was not good at getting along with people, but she suddenly laughed when she heard this, and said: "Has Your Highness had breakfast? If not, why not come in and have a meal and try Beizhou's Eat."

As soon as Yan Xuekong heard it, he immediately forgot the "circle" and nodded, "Okay, okay."

Mu Hongyi leaned over, held his hand, led him in, greeted the father who was walking towards him, then lowered her head, and patiently chatted with the cub.

The headmaster of Tianjian Mountain was very shocked, her daughter had never been so enthusiastic and proactive to outsiders!It doesn't matter if a cultivator is dozens of years apart, could it be that his daughter wants to abduct Dayan's little prince back and become her foster husband?

While thinking wildly, the headmaster of Tianjian Mountain suddenly felt a heavy thigh, looked down, and saw the cub rushing over, raised his head, blinked his big watery eyes, and asked in a childish voice: "Uncle headmaster, Are you the most powerful sword cultivator in the world?"

Ouch!

So cute, so cute!

The head teacher seemed to be hit by an arrow called "Father's Love", and couldn't help but hugged the cub, and said kindly and complacently: "Yuanchen Tianzun was also good at using swords back then, and he has never been compared to him. Dare to be, but second in the world, this seat still deserves it."

Yan Xuekong tilted his head and asked again: "Uncle Head Teacher, do you know how to raise a sword spirit?"

Hearing the words, the head teacher laughed loudly: "Your Majesty Emperor Yuan is good at using long halberds. Does Your Highness not want to inherit his father's footsteps, but want to learn swords instead? Then you can enter my Tianjian Mountain. I will teach you all the money, and I will not hide it." .”

"If you don't enter Tianjian Mountain, can't the head teacher say it?"

The cub stretched out its small hand and grabbed the teacher's beard.

The teacher hissed, this little doll is quite naughty.He put on a serious look and stared at the cub.

Mu Hongyi couldn't stand the childish behavior of the old man teasing the child, and explained: "Once we sword cultivators step into the path, we must set the sword of our destiny. The sword fights with the master, and is conceived by the master's aura. It is not a secret to have a spirituality. But it is not easy to transform a sword spirit, unless it is an innate treasure. If your highness wants to raise a sword spirit, you have to take the path of sword cultivation."

Yan Xuekong asked: "Sister, how should the transformed sword spirit be raised?"

Mu Hongyi was dumbfounded, did His Royal Highness think too far?Even her father's natal sword has not yet reached the step of transformation.

"Sword Spirit incarnation is half a human being. You can raise him how your parents raise you." The headmaster of Tianjian Mountain talked nonsense like coaxing a child, weighed the cub, and hugged him around: "Look at you, your stomach is growling, that means you are hungry, and you have to eat when you are hungry!"

"Eat and eat!"

The cub "giggled" and laughed straight, not afraid of strangers at all.

Mu Hongyi pursed her lips and smiled, and personally cooked two Beizhou special dishes for a breakfast, which made the guests and hosts enjoy themselves.Then, Yan Xuekong played here for a while, waved his little hand, and said: "Sister, Yanyan is going to read a book, the day after tomorrow is the Flower Festival, let's go out and play together."

Mu Hongyi sent him out with a smile, and replied, "Okay."

The cub left contentedly, bouncing and disturbing the butterflies in the flowers and grass, and the butterflies fluttered around him, seeming to lead him to chase and play.

When he was about to run into the mud, Xie Yuchen pinched the back of his neck and made him change direction indiscriminately: "Are you happy?"

"Yan Yan likes Elder Sister Mu, she cooks as delicious as mother." Yan Xuekong hugged his arm, and said in a childlike voice, "We are good friends now."

Xie Yuchen lowered his head, looked at his long silver hair like moonlight, and said, "Friend?"

"Yes, but brother Jianling will always be Yanyan's best and most important friend." The cub raised his face coquettishly, shaking his hand, his bright eyes were full of trust, sincere and pure.

Xie Yuchen swallowed the words involuntarily, raised his hand and tapped him lightly on the back of the head.

On the day when the Flower Festival came, the entire imperial capital seemed to wake up from the silence of winter. The blue sky was full of flying petals, and the fragrance lingered for a long time.

Yan Xuekong woke up late, and when he got up, the sky was already bright, and the palace was busy with people coming and going.Yan Yuan was having a meeting with the courtiers, and Hua Yuelong was preparing for the celebration, both of them were very busy.

It happened that Mu Hongyi was invited to come here, Hua Yuelong agreed with his son to make more friends, so he didn't think much, but cast an illusion for him to cover up his silver hair and golden pupils, and said: "Go and play first, the lively days don't matter. I'm waiting for you to participate in the boring celebration. Hongyi, Yanyan is naughty, watch more, don't let him run around, when the celebration is over, your father will go find you with us."

Mu Hongyi nodded yes, she knew that the empress could not let her take the young prince out alone, so she definitely sent guards to follow secretly.

As soon as he went out, Yan Xuekong ran around like a bird out of the cage, seeing everything fresh.

On the long street, there are many vendors and flower girls. When they see children playing, they will give some gadgets. It didn't take long for the cubs to embrace gifts.

He put the gift in the storage bag, and when he turned his head, Mu Hongyi bought him candies and pastries, took him by the hand and walked to the flower market, crossed the street, stepped onto the long bridge, and was covered in the fragrance of flowers .

At this moment, a terrified yell overwhelmed all the noise, frightening everyone into silence.

Yan Xuekong's footsteps stopped, and Mu Hongyi's fingers touched the hilt of the sword, but saw the crowd parted, revealing a desolate man kneeling by the river, he was hugging a pot of flowers that he couldn't see clearly, and Opposite him was the Imperial Capital Army patrolling the streets.

"Why are you running around?" Zhu Pingkou, the commander of the Imperial Capital Army, stood tall and strong, and the beard around his mouth trembled, suspiciously said: "I just saw you sneaking around. Where are you, please report your name." Come!"

The man lowered his head and remained silent.

"Don't say it, right? Come and take it away. Don't disturb the people on the happy day."

Zhu Pingkou waved back, and the Imperial City Army immediately stepped forward to attack.The down-and-out man raised his head, trying to explain something, but suddenly his face changed drastically: "They are here!"

When the voice fell, the flute sounded. The tone was melodious and melodious, which matched the scenery of the Flower Festival very well. People around listened with enjoyment, but the desolate man seemed to be in great pain, and looked at Zhu Pingkou as if praying. .

Mu Hongyi pulled Yan Xuekong to her side, and put her finger on the hilt of the sword.

Zhu Pingkou didn't notice them, frowned, raised his head and shouted angrily: "Have you blown enough? I haven't enough to send you to the troupe! Get out quickly, the last person who dares to make trouble in the imperial capital of Zhongzhou will be ten thousand in front of the grave." Zhang tall!

"You are so rude. We chased the traitor in the sect so far, and sealed off the place with the sound of the flute to prevent him from escaping again..." High in the sky, a white cloud floated, and two young women landed on the cloud first, dissatisfied He glanced at Zhu Pingkou and explained a few words.

Then, another girl in white came with a flute. She was about the same age as Mu Hongyi, but her complexion was even better.She called "Senior Sister" first, stopped the woman beside her, and said softly, "Shangguan Mengyin of the Ancient Sacred Sect is polite. I was ordered by my master to hunt down traitors and did not intend to disturb the imperial capital. Please forgive me."

As soon as this remark came out, the surroundings fell silent.

Saintess of the Ancient Sacred Sect, the body of Taiyin, Shangguan Mengyin.

In recent years, the major sects of immortal sects have had one or two proud sons of heaven who can stand up for themselves. Kyushu.

When they were young, the three of them traveled together and traveled around the Nine Continents. As a result, Qiu Yuntong fell in love with Yan Yuan, but Yan Yuan and Hua Yuehao fell in love with each other, which caused the three to part ways.

Later, Qiu Yuntong and his senior brother became a Taoist couple, and the Taoist couple died tragically at the hands of Hua Yuelong because of the treasure hunt. Qiu Yuntong wanted to kill Hua Yuelong, but was seriously injured by Yan Yuan, and he has not stepped out of the ancient holy sect so far.

Zhu Pingkou was vigilant, and while winking at the Imperial City Army, and evacuated the surrounding crowd, he said: "It turns out that it is the saint of the Ancient Sacred Sect. The noble sect hunted down traitors. Why did you come from Nanzhou to the Central Continent?"

Shangguan Mengyin said: "Everyone in the world knows that the master and the empress are at odds. He wants to survive, so he naturally comes here."

While speaking, she seemed to feel something, and turned her head to glance, just in time to see the girl and the young boy holding the sword on the bridge.

Yan Xuekong quietly said to Xie Yuchen: "This sister is so pretty."

Xie Yuchen said: "How many cheap sisters do you plan to recognize?"

Yan Xuekong blinked, but still waved at Shangguan Mengyin kindly.An ignorant toddler, innocent and cute, his heart melts when he laughs, and Shangguan Mengyin couldn't help being startled.

Seeing this opportunity, the desolate man lying on the ground suddenly raised his hand and quickly threw the thing in his arms in the direction of the cub. It didn't look like anything dangerous, it was just a pot of unopened flower buds.

Mu Hongyi immediately stepped forward, slashing with her sword, she couldn't let something of unknown origin get close to the young Crown Prince.

There are also figures floating in the dark, ready to strike at any time.

"Don't!" Shangguan Mengyin and her two senior sisters also flew up at the same time, casting spells to block Mu Hongyi's sword energy: "This is an item of my ancient holy sect, it cannot be destroyed!"

Spiritual power clashes, and the long river is turbulent.

Zhu Pingkou was furious: "The imperial city is important, don't do anything!"

Seeing that the scene was going to be chaotic, Yan Xuekong showed no fear, stepped forward to catch the flower pot, and skillfully got stuck between Mu Hongyi and Shangguan Mengyin, preventing their follow-up moves.

Zhu Pingkou hurriedly suppressed the riots, so as not to damage the surrounding buildings. When the tide went down, he noticed that there was such a small doll here. Give me this thing, don't run around, I'll find someone to take you home first."

Yan Xuekong stared at the flower bud in his hand, said "ah", and said, "Listen, the flower is crying."