PS: There's a bug. It's not Wang Bo's birthday, it's Wang Tong. Wang Bo is still hanging around Shandong Changbai Mountain …
That evening, in the south of Dong Ping County City, there was a huge mansion with a lot of traffic in front of it. The inside and outside of the mansion were brightly lit, and there were countless people. Noise came from inside the mansion from time to time. Outside the mansion, Sei Itō, dressed in a white robe and holding a paper fan, dressed like a young master in a chaotic world. Fu Junzhuo, who was still wearing a white gauze dress and holding a slender long sword, appeared. He wore a silver mask that covered half of his face and had complicated patterns on it.
"What a grand display." Sei Itō said softly to Fu Junzhuo beside him.
Fu Junzhuo didn't answer. He still maintained a silent posture and followed beside him.
"Come, let's go in." Sei Itō, who knew Fu Junzhuo's temperament, didn't care. He immediately opened the paper fan in his hand and gently waved it in front of him as he led Fu Junzhuo to the gate of the courtyard.
However, when they were about to be stopped by the brawny men who were maintaining order, he spread out his mental power and formed an illusion around his body. He confused the vision of the brawny men guarding the gate and continued to walk inside.
As soon as they entered the courtyard, Sei Itō and Fu Junzhuo saw a large number of maids with their arms and breasts exposed and guests sitting around the table and chatting with each other.
Sei Itō's gaze turned slightly and finally fell on three people who were sitting in the main seats inside the room. They were faintly protected by several brawny men who seemed to be skilled in martial arts.
The man in the middle had white hair and a beard. He had a bold and powerful aura, but his clothes were shabby. Although he was sitting, he still gave off a majestic aura. Combined with the description in the original work, Sei Itō knew that this person was Ouyang Xiyi, who had the title of "Yellow Mountain Yimin."
The other person was tall and sturdy. Xing Shuang had two whiskers, so people knew that he wasn't young. However, his appearance was that of a middle-aged man, and he had a scholarly and elegant bearing. He gave people a kind of otherworldly feeling.
"That's a good look," Sei Itō muttered.
Needless to say, for Sei Itō to give such an evaluation, it could only be the owner of this place — — the great scholar Wang Tong.
As for the last person who looked like a very imposing official, he was someone Sei Itō was familiar with. He was Wang Shichong, Lord Wang, who was conferred the title of Marquis of Luoyang.
"Tsk, you're actually in the mood to come here to listen to music. Aren't you afraid of losing your life?" Sei Itō narrowed his eyes and said.
Sei Itō then retracted his gaze and looked at the guests in the hall again. Very soon. Then, he locked his gaze on one of the guests sitting around a round table with three women and two men.
With a smile on his face, Sei Itō waved his fan and brought Fu Junzhuo over to the table.
Due to the sensitive nature of his identity, Sei Itō continued to release his Psychic Energy to form an illusion around him along the way to avoid being discovered.
"Yo." Walking to the round table, Sei Itō sat down with his back to Wang Shichong and the others. He slightly removed a part of the illusion. He greeted Shan Wanjing, who was dressed as a man.
"It's you!" Hearing the greeting, Shan Wanjing subconsciously turned her head to look at Sei Itō. After seeing his face, she immediately cried out in surprise. Her face was full of shock and disbelief.
"You're too loud. You're disturbing the others." Sei Itō used his eyes to signal Shan Wanjing to pay attention to the people around her. He also stopped the people from the Dongming Sect who knew his identity from greeting him.
"Hiss ~" Knowing that Sei Itō's identity was sensitive, Shan Wanjing's heart trembled. She quickly lowered her voice and said, "Why are you here?"
"[You] … It seems that in your heart, you still don't recognize me as Your Majesty." Sei Itō looked at Shan Wanjing with a smile that wasn't a smile.
Shan Wanjing's expression froze when she heard this. She dryly called out, "Your Majesty."
"Forget it. Who told you to be Shan Wanjing? Since you don't like to call me Your Majesty, then continue to call me by the title you just used, "Sei Itō said with a frivolous smile.
"Thank you, Your Majesty." Shan Wanjing curled her lips imperceptibly and thanked him in a low voice.
"But speaking of which, why are you here?" Sei Itō asked curiously.
"I heard that Master Qingxuan will play a song for Wang Tong at the banquet. I was a little curious, so I ran over," Shan Wanjing explained in a low voice, blushing and embarrassed.
"What about you?" Shan Wanjing hurriedly asked, as if she was trying to find balance or avoid embarrassment.
"Same as you, I came to see Master Qingxuan." Sei Itō chuckled.
At this moment, Sei Itō suddenly felt Fu Junzhuo's aura tremble. He turned to look at her in surprise and asked in a low voice, "Junzhuo, what's wrong?"
Fu Junzhuo didn't answer. She only looked excitedly into the distance.
Sei Itō curiously followed Fu Junzhuo's gaze and looked into the distance. In an instant. Two somewhat sloppily dressed youths of fifteen or sixteen years old entered Sei Itō's sight.
"Interesting. I didn't expect that they would appear here even after I changed the general trend to this extent. Moreover, their martial arts progress is not weak. They are truly worthy of being the children of destiny of this world." Sei Itō looked at the two with interest.
That's right, these two youths who made Fu Junzhuo so excited were the protagonists of the Twin Dragons world of the Great Tang — Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling.
Probably feeling that they were being watched, Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling subconsciously looked toward the table where Sei Itō and the others were sitting. Seeing this, Ito Sei waved his hand and asked them to come over.
Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling looked at each other and braced themselves to walk over. Obviously, the two youths didn't know how to deal with Sei Itō, who they didn't know was an enemy or a friend.
"Greetings, Sir." The two youths very politely saluted Sei Itō and greeted him.
"Sit." Sei Itō looked at Shan Wanjing on the side and found that she just glanced at the two youths indifferently. She didn't feel like she was looking at an acquaintance or an enemy. He withdrew his gaze and pointed to the empty seat on the side.
The two youths, especially Kou Zhong, didn't know what pretentiousness was. They immediately pulled Xu Ziling and sat down.
"I wonder why this Jiejie is looking at me and Xiao Ling like that?" Kou Zhong turned to look at Fu Junzhuo, whose face was half-covered, and asked with a smile.
"Nothing." Fu Junzhuo took a deep breath to calm her somewhat excited mood and said coldly.
"You look like your mother." Kou Zhong heard this and shrunk his neck. He moved his head closer to Xu Ziling and whispered.
As soon as they thought of their 'mother', the expression on Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling's faces immediately darkened. They sat there quietly and didn't say anything. Seeing the two youths' appearance, Fu Junzhuo, who clearly heard the two youths whispering before, became somewhat excited. She wanted to tell them her true identity.
When Ito Sei saw this, he quickly reached out and held Fu Junzhuo's hand. He shook his head slightly at Fu Junzhuo.
"Whew ~" Seeing that Sei Itō didn't agree, Fu Junzhuo closed her eyes again and took two deep breaths. She used the Nine Mysteries Great Method to forcefully calm her mood.
However, at this moment, something unexpected happened. Or rather, something Sei Itō expected happened. With two muffled 'Bang! Bang!', two burly men in retainer uniforms leaped back into the banquet hall from the main entrance and fell hard on the ground.
Seeing the two lying on the ground moaning, the noisy hall immediately quieted down. They looked at each other in dismay, unable to figure out who would have the guts to come here and cause trouble.
After the initial shock, a man in blue rushed into the empty space that the guests had spontaneously vacated. He reached out and grabbed the two youths. Looking at the entrance, he shouted angrily, "Who dares to behave atrociously here!"
"Humph!" As soon as he finished speaking, a cold snort came from outside the door. Then, a man and a woman leisurely walked into the hall.
The man was tall and handsome. Although his face was a bit long and narrow, his outline was clear and perfect like a marble sculpture. His skin was fairer and smoother than a woman's, but he didn't give off the slightest impression of a sissy. On the contrary, because of his fierce eyes, he gave off a domineering and tyrannical charm.
He had a red cloth tied around his forehead. Inside his plain blue robe was a tight-fitting yellow warrior uniform. He also had a leather vest, which made his shoulders broad and his waist narrow. A saber and a sword hung on his left and right waist. He was around twenty-four or twenty-five years old, and his appearance was extremely formidable.
His eyes and nose were deep; if he was not a Hu, then he had the blood of a Hu.
As for the woman by his side, although her appearance did not belong to the Central Plains, it was obvious that she did not belong to the same tribe as the man. However, whether it was appearance, figure, eyebrows, or skin, she was so beautiful that it made people's heart tremble. It's just that her expression was as cold as ice and frost, and her charm and charm were not inferior to Shan Wanjing's by half.
These two were none other than Ba Fenghan and Fu Junzhuo's Shimei, Fu Junyu.
"That beauty looks a bit like Niang." Kou Zhong, who was also attracted by this unexpected event, whispered in Xu Ziling's ear.
Xu Ziling nodded in agreement.
Fu Junzhuo was even more excited; he could not help but stand up from his chair and cast his tear-filled eyes toward the woman — Fu Junyu.
"Ha ha ha ha … good!" Amidst the noise of discussion, a long laughter suddenly echoed in the hall. And then the owner of the laughter, Huangshan Yimin Ouyang Xiyi, shouted in loud and clear voice, "Heroes come from youngsters. What is your relationship with Tujue's Bi Xuan?"
Ouyang Xiyi's profound internal energy cultivation was fully displayed in his voice, intimidating all the guests in the hall. At the same time, his question also attracted Fu Junyu's attention to him, temporarily eliminating the possibility of her discovering Fu Junzhuo's existence.
"If the two of you make your move, can you kill that man?" Sei Itō turned to look at Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling and asked.
"Xiansheng, you really think too highly of us. With our little skill, how can we be that pretty boy's match? If we go up there, we'll just be delivering food to him." Hearing that, Kou Zhong smiled wryly. And then, somewhat curiously, he asked, "Xiansheng wants to kill him?"
"Mmm," Sei Itō replied indifferently.
Finished speaking, ignoring Kou Zhong, Xu Ziling, as well as Shan Wanjing, who was looking at him, he turned his hand around and flicked his finger. A flash of silver light instantly shot out from his fingertip, ignoring the layer upon layer of human wall, and landed on Ba Fenghan's shoulder. And then he flicked his finger again, and in the same way, left a mark on Fu Junyu's body that ordinary people could not see.
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