She seemed to be introducing the three states of Chong'an to Lu Jing, and she seemed to be recalling the beautiful scenery of her hometown.

She talked for a long time, but her eyes were filled with tears.

But this girl had a stronger nature, because there were tears in her eyes, but she refused to raise her head, and finally returned to the house under the cover of night.

Lu Jing looked at Yu Qixiang's back: "This girl is really homesick."

He was thinking this in his mind.

The thick and dark clouds and mist in the sky are constantly flowing.

Lu Jing raised his eyes and felt that there was a creature among them that seemed to be born with some kind of coercion. When he wandered in the sky, all kinds of magical powers came into being and circulated around him.

Lu Jing was thoughtful.

It seems that the legendary Taichu Dragon Lord has entered Xuandu.

At this moment, Lu Jing, who originally wanted to go back to the main room, suddenly raised his eyebrows. He said a few words to Qing Yue, then turned around and walked out the door.

Walking out of the deep and silent Kongshan Alley, two figures stood under the flickering lights of Yanglu Street.

The two figures stood side by side, looking at Lu Jing from a distance.

One of them, Lu Jing, was quite familiar. He had met him before when he was at Shihua Pavilion. He was none other than Dr. Chu Yeshan, the Imperial College doctor from Chu State's palace.

At this time, Chu Yeshan was still wearing a gray robe. His rough face and burly body made it difficult for people to think that he was an accomplished scholar.

When he saw Lu Jing coming, he saluted Lu Jing from a distance.

The identity of Mr. Lu Jing Shulou can make most scholars respect him from the bottom of their hearts.

Even though the Duke of Chu's Palace stood behind the Seventh Prince, Chu Yeshan once gave advice to the Seventh Prince, and the Duke of Chu's Palace also sent strong men to kill Lu Jing, including Chu Yeshan.

But even though they were rivals, Chu Yeshan still had respect for Lu Jingxin.

Next to Chu Yeshan, another man wearing black brocade clothes, with two dragon horns on his head, and whose eyes naturally contained a kind of power, looked at Lu Jing who was slowly walking out of Kongshan Alley without saying a word.

"Mr. Lu Jing."

When Chu Yeshan saw Lu Jing coming, he had a rather heroic smile on his face. He took a step forward and said: "Yeshan came here today because he was entrusted by the Seventh Prince. He wanted to hand over an invitation to you and invite him to come."

The opening banquet will be held a few days later.

The twentieth day of the first lunar month...

It was the day when the Seventh Prince opened his mansion.

The Seventh Prince, who had been thinking about the wall in the Zhuzhong Palace for nine whole years, was finally going to leave Taixuan Palace and open a palace.

As Chu Yeshan spoke, he still held an invitation in his hand.

Lu Jing took the invitation and opened it carefully, only to see that there were only numbers written on it.

"Please invite Mr. Lu Jing to come to the mansion to talk about it on the day of the opening of the mansion."

"Yuxuan Tower."

Although there were not many words on this invitation, when these words fell into Lu Jing's eyes, Lu Jing's expression changed slightly.

These mere twenty words were actually written in cursive by Lu Jing.

Ever since Lu Jing became famous, Lu Jing's cursive calligraphy has become popular in Taixuanjing. I don't know how many dignitaries have been looking for Lu Jing's calligraphy and copying it every day, hoping to gain some charm.

Therefore, Lu Jing's cursive calligraphy is also called Jingshi.

There are countless people who copy the landscape, but very few can capture its charm.

But the words on today's invitation actually have the sharpness of the sword, the horizontal force of the pen, and the continuous atmosphere of the pen and ink, and have some real meaning from Lu Jing.

And apart from these...

The last three words Yuxuanlou were signed, but there was still a surging murderous intention. The continuous murderous intention was mixed in every word and ink. The pen and ink were like knives and swords, as if they were going to turn into wind and rain of swords and blow away Lu Jing's life.

.

And this Yuxuan Tower is the name of the seventh prince.

"The sharp pen and ink seem to be mixed with the thunder of the future. The seventh prince's calligraphy is not bad."

Lu Jing praised, then changed the subject and said: "The thunder was full of murderous intent, but it stopped abruptly. The seventh prince specially handed over this invitation because he wanted to discuss with me the way to kill the soul?"

Chu Yeshan was also very calm and responded: "Sir, the Seventh Prince has been in Zhuzhongque for a long time. In the past six months, your reputation has been growing, but he has never seen you. It is for this reason... that he wrote this invitation in his own hand."

, I want to invite you to come to the mansion and talk to you."

When Chu Yeshan said this, he paused for a moment and then said: "The seventh prince will wait for you at the mansion. It would be best if you, sir, can come. If you can't come, the seventh prince will toast you with wine."

Lu Jing was thoughtful.

Another man with dragon horns on the side looked past Lu Jing and fell straight into Kongshan Alley.

"Yu Qixiang has been staying at your place these days?"

This man had his hands behind his back, and the dragon scales between his neck were still shining with a strange brilliance.

His eyes were cold, looking at Yanglu Street and Kongshan Alley, as if he were looking at an ordinary human world, and he was a god from above.

There is a natural power mixed in it, and it is also accompanied by the pressure of blood that can make all things bow.

Chu Yeshan, who was on the side, heard this man speak and saw that Lu Jing did not answer, so he took the initiative to smile and said: "Mr. Lu Jing, this is Prince Xuanwei of Taichonghai.

He happens to be a guest in Zhuzhong Quechong, and today I am here to deliver the invitation. He also wants to see the elegance of Taixuanjing's leader in white, so he comes with me."

Lu Jing was about to speak.

Prince Xuanwei frowned and said to Chu Yeshan who was standing beside him: "I have seen this so-called young leader of Taixuanjing a long time ago. Little Duke, I just came here today to take a look... Central Taichong Dragon

Now that you have entered the Xuandu Capital and all the eyes of the dragon clan in the world have fallen on Taixuan Capital, where is this Yu Qixiang?"

Chu Yeshan stood side by side with Prince Xuanwei, but he didn't care what the Prince of Central Taichong Dragon Palace said.

Lu Jing raised his eyebrows, looked at Prince Xuanwei up and down, and said, "Prince Xuanwei? We met once more than ten days ago."

More than ten days ago, Lu Jing went to Xunnan Fengmian to have a drink. On the way, there were changes and storms, and a dragon watched him through the clouds and mist.

That dragon is none other than Prince Xuanwei.

Thinking about it carefully, Prince Xuanwei's eyes were somewhat desolate at that time, as if Lu Jing had disappointed him.

Prince Xuanwei looked at the Wind-Calling Sword and Rain-Calling Sword on Lu Jing's waist, and saw the white clothes on Lu Jing's body, but he frowned and said: "Sir, you are the genius of Taixuan Jing, and you have the ability to enforce the law."

You have authority, but now you are hosting a key criminal who massacred the Dragon Palace. Have you ever considered that this is not appropriate?"

Prince Xuanwei stood under the light, his body looking extremely tall. He lowered his head and stared at Lu Jing. His indifferent eyes fell on Lu Jing and seemed to turn into a strong wind, blowing the white clothes on Lu Jing's body.

When Lu Jing heard what Prince Xuanwei said, he looked a little surprised and asked, "Prince Xuanwei is from Taichonghai?"

Prince Xuanwei remained silent.

Lu Jing asked again: "Taichong Dragon Palace is the head of the five dragon palaces. The other dragon kings of the four directions are respected by Taichong Dragon King. Does Taichong Dragon Palace know that Beique Sea Dragon King has trained the blood formation with the life of ordinary creatures?"

Do you want to extend your life in this way?”

Lu Jing remained calm, but his eyes fell on Prince Xuanwei, observing the many subtle expressions on Prince Xuanwei's face.

Unexpectedly, Prince Xuanwei nodded calmly and said: "The Dragon King of Beique was once stabbed by the domineering general and was seriously injured. After suffering for hundreds of years, he could not escape the fate of losing his vitality and dying.

Because of this, I, the Grand Prince of Tai Chonghai, gave him the method of extending his life, hoping to extend his life and maintain the Beique Sea, so that’s why there was that bloody formation.”

Chu Yeshan on the side was a little surprised and turned his head to look at Prince Xuanwei.

Prince Xuanwei seemed to think that this kind of thing was quite normal, and there was no trace of any strange color on his face.

Lu Jing, who originally wanted to detect the authenticity of this matter from the expression of Prince Xuanwei, couldn't help but squinted his eyes.

His expression remained normal and he asked again: "Mortal creatures also have lives, families, and many fateful feelings involved in the world.

If they die because of this, just to extend the Dragon King's life, I'm afraid they won't be very willing in their hearts, right?"

When Prince Xuanwei heard Lu Jing's question, he glanced at Lu Jing and said, "Lu Jing, I have been in Taixuanjing for more than ten days and have read your Three Thousand Words.

But I think your remarks are quite ridiculous. Although the Master paused, he also ignored the facts."

"Of all the spirits in the world, there are naturally the most noble among people, and that is the many adults who stand in high places in Taixuan Capital.

They turn their hands to become clouds and turn their hands to become rain. The huge Fu Chao moves with their own thoughts, which is naturally indescribable.

But among people, the vast majority are lowly people. They cannot practice cultivation and can only work all day long and live a mediocre life just to have a full belly."

"What benefit do these people have from living in the human world? They can enter the Beique Sea Dragon Palace and become part of the blood array to continue the Dragon King's destiny. On the contrary, they can play a great role."

"Lu Jing, you mentioned in Three Thousand Words that everyone has a destiny... But there are people who value their lives, and there are people who despise their lives! People who despise their lives are like grass. If you cut off one stubble, another one will naturally grow.

Come on, how can their lives be compared with the lives of dragons?"

Prince Xuanwei spoke without being cryptic. He tilted his head and stared at Lu Jing in front of him, and his words were very direct.

"Lu Jing, although you have an ordinary background and were once expelled from Taixuanjing Palace, you have now climbed out of the humble soil. You have your own nobility.

Now that you have reached this point, you should not classify yourself as the same kind as those lowly people, otherwise you will become an alien in the eyes of many similar people, and it will also bring you a lot of trouble."

At this point, Prince Xuanwei's voice became a little colder. He looked towards Kongshan Lane and said, "Since the Dragon King of Beique Sea has fallen, the dragons with noble blood in the world cannot die in vain. Even if she is the daughter of King Chong'an,

It must be repaid with blood.
To be continued...