Chapter 291: Long Yang’s Appointment

In the middle of Zhaixing City, the future city guarding position has only set up a few gorgeous tents surrounded by brocade curtains.

A tent on the north is twenty feet away in diameter. This is where Princess Chengle, who is in charge of the Governor of Zhaixing City Project, lives on weekdays. A tent on the east is where the Baiyun Immortal Gate stayed in the Zhaixing City to set up the city defense and ban. Now these three cultivators at the peak of the Yuanshen have returned to the tent. If there is any abnormal movement from Long Yangjun, what is waiting for him will definitely be a thunder strike.

The furnishings are gorgeously decorated, just like a tent in a luxurious palace. Wuqi is sitting high on the main seat. Princess Chengle sits on the cushion beside him, staring at Long Yangjun with a bad look. Out of a woman's intuition, Princess Chengle is full of vigilance against any creature that may threaten her. Although Long Yangjun is a man, this kind of man who is more charming than a woman has a greater threat than a woman.

Bai Zhu'er and Bai Zhu'er served tea, and then stood on the left and right, like two little ghosts with green faces and fangs standing behind Wuqi and Princess Zhengle, staring at Long Yangjun with bad eyes. For such men who are more beautiful than women, Bai Zhu'er and Bai Zhu'er, as Princess Zhengle's personal maid, naturally empathize and share the same hatred for the enemy. After all, in a sense, they are also members of Wuqi's future wives and concubines. People like Long Yangjun are really threatening them.

Mr. Longyang held up the teacup as if nothing had happened, sniffed the tea fragrance gently, shook his head and sighed: "Good tea, good water, good charcoal. Unfortunately, he still lacks such a little bit of the grasp of water temperature. It was originally a wonderful tea, but now it can only be considered ordinary tea. Alas, if Mr. Tianyun is interested, Longyang has a good tea ceremony."

Princess Zhengle's eyes glared, and she was about to get angry. Wuqi hurriedly grabbed her leg with one hand and pressed it hard. Princess Zhengle's thigh was caught by Wuqi, and her face turned red. She lowered her head gently and gently, carefully rubbed the corner of her clothes, and stopped saying a word. Bai Zhu'er and Bai Zhu'er were so angry that their face turned blue. She looked at Long Yangjun viciously in her heart. Long Yangjun actually said that the skill of making tea was not good? This tea was made by Bai Zhu'er and Bai Zhu'er used all the means.

Wuqi ignored Long Yangjun. He raised the teacup with one hand and drank a sip of fragrant tea, and said calmly: "It's a wonderful tea, but you are too picky."

Long Yangjun glanced at Wuqi and sighed softly: "It is not easy to live in the world. It is not easy for people to live, so why should we be harsh on ourselves? Long Yang carefully chose everything regardless of food and clothing in his life, for fear of letting himself suffer any grievance?"

With a sigh, Long Yangjun smiled at Princess Zhengle and said, "For example, the rouge used in the princess's eyebrows is made of pulp with three-color roses that have just been opened in spring night?"

Princess Zhengle looked up in shock and said in surprise: "Can you see this?"

Long Yangjun smiled charmingly and nodded, "The three-color rose color is beautiful, which is good. But because it is bright in color, it is suitable for those palace ladies who have a little age and a little charm. Princess Junle is a fairy-like person, and is young and not suitable for three-color rose products. According to Long Yang's opinion, the princess tried the rouge powder made of purple lilac, which is elegant and light, and will not cover up the princess' natural color, and can also delicate the skin, like a layer of light smoke, which is the best."

Princess Junle blinked in shock, and was so shocked by Long Yangjun's insight that she couldn't speak.

Wuqi's scalp exploded. This old demon was indeed a peerless monster. He pressed Princess Zhengle's thigh hard and shouted in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, is it because you are here this time just to discuss rouge powder? What serious things are you talking about quickly!"

Long Yangjun put down the teacup, covered the corner of his mouth with his sleeve, and smiled gently. Then he suddenly raised his eyebrows and said with a solemn expression: "First, Mr. Tianyun killed Long Yang's Ai Ji, what is the reason for this matter?"

Wuqi glared at Long Yangjun and sneered: "Stop talking nonsense. Your love for your lover or love for chickens cares about me? You promised Lu Buwei and take his benefits and want to kill me, you must be prepared to be killed by me. If you don't accept it, I'll kill you today. So what if Wei Wuji will turn against me for you?"

With a heavy palm, Wuqi took out a fairy talisman with green light and stared at Long Yangjun fiercely.

A breeze lingered in the tent, and three old men in Taoist costumes appeared out of nowhere and stood in front of Long Yangjun. Three powerful spiritual pressures overwhelmed the sky and pressed towards Long Yangjun. One of the old men sneered: "Wuqi is a disciple of the ancestor. If anyone wants to cause trouble for him, he will be in a dilemma with my Baiyun Immortal Sect."

Long Yangjun's serious face immediately became as charming as spring flowers. He flirted with charming eyes at the three old men, covered the corners of his mouth and chuckled: "Why do you have to take it seriously? Long Yang just made a few jokes about Tianyun Gong. How could Long Yang be willing to attack such a wonderful person as Tianyun Gong?"

Seeing Long Yangjun's appearance, the three masters of the Baiyun Immortal Sect couldn't help but get goose bumps all over their bodies. They grinned and turned to a clear wind to scatter. They had already come forward to warn Long Yangjun that no matter how brave Long Yangjun is, they would not dare to deal with Wuqi here. They could not see such charming and enchanting demons as Long Yangjun, so they could only avoid counting.

Wuqi waved his hand and the cracked case in front of him was thrown out of the tent. Bai Zhu'er and Bai Zhu'er carried another case and placed it in front of him. Wuqi shouted in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, please tell me the serious matter. Wuqi is young and reckless, and cannot understand these romantic tricks of you."

Long Yangjun looked at Wuqi deeply. He slowly straightened his waist, and a sensation of heroism burst out. He suddenly changed from a charming charming country to a handsome hero who was just unsheathed. His voice also changed from a gentle neutral accent to a jade-like knocking sound like a jade, a crisp and high-pitched voice with a faint sound of killing. He looked at Wuqi and said in a deep voice: "Okay, then let's talk about serious things. Yan Li's death made some people in the Dayan court take the opportunity to make trouble, saying that you are disrespectful to Dayan and have the intention to rebel and be independent!"

Wuqi shook his head and sighed, "It's still nonsense. Master, don't use these nonsense to scare Wuqi. Wuqi has already engaged to Zixuan, and is a grasshopper on the same line as the Dayan clan. No one can jump out of any other. If Wuqi and Zixuan get engaged, they still plot against his father and grandfather after they get engaged to Zixuan, and this matter is spreading, can Wuqi still be a human being? Your Majesty is not confused, and the Crown Prince is not confused. Since they let Jiang Yun take the initiative and let Zixuan get engaged to me, they are still afraid that I will become an independent person? Rebellion? If I am a celestial immortal, there is still some possibility. Unfortunately, Wuqi is only a golden elixir cultivation now!"

Long Yangjun opened his mouth, shook his head and smiled: "What a great man from Tianyun, it's true that he doesn't have oil or salt. Then, let's talk about serious things!"

After pondering for a while, Long Yangjun seemed to have completely forgotten the two things he had just said. He said with a solemn expression: "My Majesty of the Great Wei, I intend to make private allies with Tianyun Public. As long as Tianyun Public takes care of my Great Wei in the Baiyun Immortal Sect in the future, countless powerful soldiers and generals of my Great Wei can be used by Tianyun Public."

Wuqi pondered for a moment, and gently pressed Princess Junle's leg with her fingers.

Princess Chengle's eyes rolled and she immediately sneered, "Mr. Longyang!" Princess Chengle emphasized the word "Mr.", and she sneered, "Wuqi is my husband, my grandfather of Dayan, and Dayan also has countless powerful soldiers and generals. How can you need your Dawei troops?"

Long Yang Jun said calmly: "The soldiers and horses of Da Yan are Yan Dan's soldiers. And my soldiers and generals of Da Wei can be the soldiers and generals personally mobilized by Tianyun Public. The difference between the two is far different. Tianyun Gong cannot mobilize Da Yan's troops to kill Lu Buwei, but my soldiers and horses of Da Wei can obey the orders of Tianyun Public and surround the entire Lu family!"

Long Yangjun's words were completely hidden, and they were naked like a newborn baby.

Princess Zhengle narrowed her eyes and looked back at Wuqi.

Wuqi pondered for a moment, nodded and said, "Okay, Dawei and Dayan, are now disciples of Baiyun Immortal Sect, if possible!"

Wuqi pointed at the portal of the tent casually. Long Yangjun smiled slightly, and he patted his hands, and suddenly a large piece of white air gushed out, wrapping the entire tent firmly. He laughed in a low voice: "It's good now, we can discuss the conditions of both parties with peace of mind."

Wuqi leaned forward, and Long Yangjun also stretched his neck and came over. The two of them muttered in a low voice at the fastest speed, and then they reached out their hands at the same time and held each other's palms heavily.

Wuqi laughed in a deep voice and said, "This is very good, and the conditions are extremely fair and reasonable. From now on, Wuqi and his wife will advance and retreat with the Great Wei, of course, the premise is that they will not harm the vital interests of the Great Yan and the Great Wei."

Long Yangjun returned to his charming appearance just now. He held Wuqi's palm hard and said softly: "Tianyun Gong's hand is very powerful."

Wuqi's face suddenly changed and became almost blue. Princess Zhengle glared at Long Yangjun angrily, slashed heavily on the palms of the two of them tightly clenched, separated their palms, and then in front of Long Yangjun, Princess Zhengle took out a silk handkerchief, dipped it in tea, and carefully wiped Wuqizai's palms.

Wuqi looked at Long Yangjun helplessly: "Zixuan is young, don't take it to your heart."

Long Yang Lord sighed casually, and he nodded indifferently: "How could Long Yang care? Duke Tianyun should be careful. In Jidu, you are rumored to betray Dayan and the scholars of Yumen Academy are the scholars of the Yumen Academy. Now Jidu is full of civil servants, and 70% of them regard you as a hatred. In addition, Zhao Ling, the youngest son of Zhao State, has known Wei Xiaoxiao for a long time. He heard that Wei Xiaoxiao died at your hands and has already contacted Lu Buwei secretly and wants to assassinate you. "

Ranran stood up, Long Yang Jun took over his magical powers and said calmly: "I don't know how many treasures there are in the Immortal Palace. Tianyun Gong must go over and try his luck."

After pondering for a while, Long Yang Jun smiled indifferently and said, "Before Long Yang came this time, I heard from several immortal masters that the main gate of the Immortal Palace is mysterious and it will take about a few days to break the main gate of the Immortal Palace. If Mr. Tianyun intends to go there, he has to make plans quickly."

Turning around and walking towards the gate of the tent, Long Yangjun swung his hands behind him and exclaimed softly: "Long Yang has to say this time that Mr. Tianyun has taken a good move. He led the Baiyun Immortal Gate and the Qingjing Ligu Gate to enter here, smashing all the planning and layouts of the six countries. As a result, only Mr. Tianyun gained benefits, wonderful, wonderful, wonderful. In the past few days, the old guy Lu Buwei has already killed dozens of concubines, and he hates Mr. Tianyun to death."

After hearing Long Yangjun's words, Wuqi just smiled proudly.

If you hate yourself no matter how much, what can you, Lu Buwei, do to yourself?
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