"Young Master Tang, we are just ahead." The reminder from the Yaochi disciples made Tang Yan wake up. Unknowingly, he arrived at the top of the mountain. In front of him was a very large martial arts field, the size of three football fields, with many Yaochi disciples scattered around.
Up there, some were sparring, and some were learning from Hades. At the end of the martial arts arena, there was a magnificent palace.
All Yaochi disciples did not pay attention to Tang Yan's arrival and continued their practice.
"Is Mu Rou inside?" Tang Yan asked quietly to the Yaochi disciple who was leading the way.
"It should be inside. I just ordered someone to notify you."
"The saint is here too?"
"They're all waiting for you inside."
"Thank you." Tang Yan adjusted his mood and carried the brocade box through the hundreds of meters large martial arts arena and walked towards the palace. At this moment, he was a little uneasy, feeling like a son-in-law meeting his mother-in-law.
Different from the relationship between Eternal Beast Mountain and Nine-tailed Tmall, he has true feelings for Mu Rou. It is like a destined love at first sight. Of course, he must grasp it well this time.
In the main hall, the guests and hosts had already been seated separately. The people from Dayan and Prince En's Palace were separated on both sides. The Saint did not show any pretense and sat at the bottom. Prince En was flattered by this equal attitude.
Everyone was chatting quietly and talking about random topics.
"Junior Tang Yan, pay homage to the saint." Tang Yan stepped into the hall, held up the brocade box, and greeted the saint in a loud voice. He solemnly and solemnly gave the junior ceremony: "I specially present the treasure Bai Zeyu, and I wish the saint to be promoted to a saint in the morning and to be rewarded for thousands of years."
Long-cherished wish.”
"Bai Zeyu!" A low voice sounded in the hall, and several elders of Yaochi all stood up with blazing eyes. Although they had been looking forward to it for a long time, they could not hide their excitement at this moment.
"Thank you, Mr. Tang, for your generous gift. Yaochi Holy Land will remember this kindness." The Holy Lady of Yaochi thanked her personally and motioned for the elder of Yaochi to come over and greet her.
The Great Elder came to Tang Yan, solemnly took the brocade box with both hands, and thanked him again: "Thank you, Mr. Tang. I will never thank you for your kindness. From now on, you will be the forever friend of Yaochi Holy Land."
"Of course, we will be a family from now on..." Tang Yan handed over the brocade box with a smile and looked around the audience, but before he could finish his sentence, something got stuck in his throat and he stared straight at the upper seat on the left.
When everyone came to their senses, they turned around and ran out, disappearing without a trace.
"Uh..." The atmosphere in the palace suddenly became weird. Everyone looked at each other and followed Tang Yan's previous gaze to the front.
Niya sipped the clear fruit wine and sipped it leisurely, showing coolness and charm in every move she made, ignoring Tang Yan who came in and rushed out.
"Hey, we've got a good show to watch." Du Yang lightly touched Zhao Zimo next to him and gave him an ambiguous look.
"Every thing brings down another thing, you are right." The Sixth Princess smiled and shook her head.
Everyone in the hall had their mouths slightly raised, revealing playful smiles, waiting patiently and sitting quietly.
Only Niya was enjoying the fine wine, while Mu Rou lowered her head in embarrassment.
Ah!! Somewhere on the top of the mountain, a mixed wail echoed, frightening the Jade Rabbits around and attracting distant disciples to look sideways.
Tang Yan squatted in the corner, his expression uglier than that of a dead rat.
God, are you kidding me? I haven't even had the slightest mental preparation. If you just hit me with a spark and hit the earth, wouldn't it cost my life?
Tang Yan tore his hair and thought hard. When Prince Jing fell into coma, there seemed to be a flash of strange familiarity. He felt that Niya was back in a trance, but after five days of sleeping, he completely forgot about what had happened in a flash.
Feel.
But……
Niya not only came, but also sat in the hall and tasted wine...ah...
Tang Yan wailed in his heart, with tears in his eyes he drew circles on the ground with the branches.
How could this happen?
Has my character exploded, or has it been trampled on?
Fortunately, my mental quality is strong enough, otherwise I might have burped on the spot.
"Buddha, my disciple, I am really not prepared." Tang Yan was about to cry but had no tears, and his heart was in chaos. What kind of suffering would he suffer if he really braved it and walked in?
I am preparing to show off to the Holy Maiden of Yaochi. This is good. How can I fix it?
If you don't die, you won't die. Tang Yan truly understood the true meaning of this sentence.
The sound of soft footsteps came from the side, and a disciple in charge of guarding the hall came over gently, pursed his lips to hold back a smile: "Young Master Tang, the First Elder has ordered me to call you in. Everyone is waiting for you."
"Ah? Ah! You go back first, give me a few more minutes, and I'll be there soon." Tang Yan waved his hands feebly and squatted on the ground to soothe his emotions.
"Then I'll go back first. You continue to take your time. Don't be in a hurry. Just adjust before going in." The guarding disciple almost didn't laugh.
"No need, I'll go over right now." Tang Yan stood up with a cry, his face full of solemn and solemn determination, love is what it is, risk it all, and die.
The hall continued to be quiet, no one spoke, and they were waiting for Tang Yan to come back. Everyone had a playful smile on their face.
"Thank you very much, Saint, for taking the risk and rescuing me. This younger generation will remember you forever." Tang Yan strode back to the hall with his head held high, his face unchanged and his smile cheerful, as if nothing had happened just now.
The saint was wearing a veil, so her appearance could not be seen clearly. She just nodded slightly and said, "With a little effort, please sit down."
"Thank you, Saint." Tang Yan looked calm, looked straight, and straightened his body. He originally wanted to sit at the end of the seat, but at Chocolate's signal, the white-striped pig slithered over there and sat down.
He also snorted and snorted.
Tang Yan's eyes twitched, but he tried his best to keep smiling. He kept walking and walked to an empty seat on the left. Zhaoyi was on the left and Niya was on the right.
Zhaoyi is graceful and regal, with a light smile, which makes her even more respectful. Niya is cold and charming, sitting casually, and indeed has countless postures and endless charm.
Tang Yan sat down and truly realized what it meant to be on pins and needles. He felt awkward in his heart and felt uncomfortable in his body.
The expressions of Zhao Zimo and others were weird and exciting. Looking at Tang Yan and then at Niya, they finally understood the true meaning of ordering tofu with brine to reduce one thing.
They were used to Tang Yan's eccentricity and frivolity, and they really weren't used to sitting upright at this moment. Tang Yan tried his best to straighten his posture and put on a standard smile. No matter how you looked at it, they felt funny. An urge to laugh stimulated everyone's trachea.
It was stuck hard again.
I didn't believe that Tang Yan would be afraid of anything, especially women, and I didn't know that anyone could tame Tang Yan. Now I experience it personally and am filled with emotion.
Even Odin was filled with emotion, his woman's aura was really extraordinary. But seeing Tang Yan's achievements and strength today, he was filled with joy. He really knew the right person back then.
Niya put down the wine glass and said softly: "After leaving Dayan, entering Black Stone, entering Beast Mountain, and then going to the palace, your life has been very exciting these years, huh?"
Tang Yan coughed a few times, lowered his voice and said: "It's okay, I just miss you a little."
"Really?" Niya asked softly, raising her eyebrows slightly.
Tang Yan looked at his nose and heart, twitching the corners of his mouth, and said in a voice that he couldn't hear: "Sometimes I think, sometimes I'm busy, so... just..."
"Stuttering?"
"No... I just... also want to."
In addition to the Martial Master and the Peak Martial King, there were also two Half-Saints present, but the subtle voice was heard so clearly that he almost spit out the tea he drank in his mouth.
King En took the initiative to break the embarrassing situation: "Mr. Tang, Prince Jing agreed to release him that day and put forward three conditions: return Wang Ziwei, Venerable Guishui, and Su Qianluo. Three of them must be returned; the Shapu mercenary group is under the control of Yan State.
Wanted, you are never allowed to enter the territory of the Yan Kingdom again; you and your friends are also not allowed to enter the territory of Prince Jing again.
After discussion with all my friends, I have agreed to Prince Jing’s proposal.
Wang Ziwei returned it on the same day, but Su Qianluo and Venerable Guishui were never found, nor was there any trace of the Shapu mercenary group.
Now that things have reached this stage, there is no need to argue about who is right or wrong anymore. We can each take a step back and let this matter be dropped. What do you think, Mr. Tang?"
"Since you have all decided, this is how things will be done." Tang Yan secretly said it was a fluke. Fortunately, Su Qianluo had just been let go: "Su Qianluo is not in my hands. It is almost safe now. I will go back. Sand Waterfall Mercenary
The group is hiding in Huangsha District. I will go find them another day. Since Yan Guo can't stay here any longer, I will return to the Dayan Mountains. Then Prince Trouble En will inform Jiuchongtian and let the entire Shapu mercenary group go."
Tang Yan said, and summoned the dying Venerable Guishui from the golden lock: "He is still alive, throw it back."
King En signaled the guards outside to take Venerable Guishui down: "Young Master Tang is quick to do things. Now that everything has been resolved, we will no longer disturb the Holy Land and your rest. I am willing to make friends with you, and the gate of Prince En's Mansion will always be for you.
Everyone, please be open. If you need anything in the future, Prince En’s Mansion will help you wholeheartedly.”
"Saint, Grand Palace Master, dear friends, goodbye, we will see you later." The Sixth Princess stood up, nodded slightly, looked at Tang Yan with a smile, and left the main hall with Prince En.
Tang Yan quickly averted his eyes and muttered in his heart, "Don't look at me."
Niya said softly: "Are you familiar with the Sixth Princess?"
"If we're not familiar with each other, we're just ordinary friends." Tang Yan quickly explained.
"Where's little Mu Rou?" Niya looked at Mu Rou. The little girl was hanging her head and blushing, squirming unnaturally.