"Wow, how do you know he's a disciple of the Immortal Sect? He doesn't have any clothes on... I mean he doesn't wear the clothes of the Immortal Sect. Everyone can see that he is indeed wearing clothes." The more Chen Muxue explained, the more embarrassing she became, lightly Coughed.

   Seeing Chen Muxue's flustered look, Yu Yan smiled lightly instead: "A disciple of the Immortal Sect, before reaching a critical moment, you can't see the attributes of spiritual root and spiritual power."

   While speaking, everyone suddenly felt a sense of crisis again.

  I just heard Yu Yan say with a smile: "So, every time I meet a person from Xianmen, I will be very curious... What is the attribute of the other party?"

  As soon as he raised his hand, Chen Muxue yelled, "Damn it! I'll drop the pot!"

   "Who, who is your brother?" The second prince looked bewildered.

  The smile on Yu Yan's face cracked for a moment, he tried to hold the iron pot tightly with his hands, but in the next second, the pot seemed to have self-awareness, and a dragon swung its tail and flew back into Chen Muxue's hand.

  The so-called Shenlong swaying its tail, let the pot run away, and I insist on giving Yuyan a face. No one expected that the iron pot can do this, so Yuyan did get a hard hit on the face.

  Chen Muxue, who regained the iron pot in his hand, looked at Yu Yan with some embarrassment. Yu Yan also froze in place, and the atmosphere stagnated for a while.

   "Oh, what a good pot, where did the little girl get such a magic weapon?" Yu Yan took out a handkerchief and wiped her face meticulously, at this moment she finally looked like an eunuch.

  Chen Muxue coughed lightly: "The secret must not be revealed!"

   "Tianji...it's really good." Yuyan's expression suddenly became uglier and more sinister.

  Good guy, it seems that he is playing on the opponent's minefield.

  Chen Muxue wants to cry but has no tears.

"I don't know what the senior wants. It's not impossible for us to cooperate." Cen Li took a step forward and blocked most of Yu Yan's sight. He couldn't beat him, but even for the sake of various sects, they always There are a few threads of life.

  Yu Yan laughed when he heard the words: "It's fun for you to talk, isn't it impossible to cooperate? I think you have to cooperate, right?"

  Chen Muxue really had no way to refute his words.

   "You talk about the emperor in the palace, but seeing you just escaped from the dungeon, I didn't bother to get you back in. I heard that you still have the ability to heal the prince?" Yu Yan raised his eyebrows.

   Several people looked at each other, but they didn't rush to answer.

   "Come with me." After Yu Yan finished speaking, she turned around and left without looking back.

  Seeing this, Chen Muxue whispered: "He doesn't even look at us, why don't we just run away?"

  As soon as she finished speaking, she saw Lin Qing, who was still mounted on the wall just now, slowly drifting past her in a daze.

  Chen Muxue was silent for a while: "Let's go."

  Then everyone silently followed Yu Yan's pace.

  The second prince saw that this road was in the direction of the Hall of Mental Cultivation, and he couldn't help being a little surprised. He rarely saw this eunuch, but he still had a little impression in his heart, so it proved that he remembered correctly.

   It seems that this is Yuyan, the great **** who has been favored since his father's illness, and has now been promoted to the head of the eunuch?

  His cultivation base is not high, I don't know that Yuyan has such a level that all the cultivators around him can only be obedient, what kind of master is the father hiding by his side? Was it because he was too afraid that someone would take the opportunity to do something when he was sick?

   Or... In fact, the real caller is not the father anymore?