People have an innate fear of the unknown.
Li Muyang had been living in the word of mouth of the people of Tiandu, and the number of people who actually came into contact with him was quite limited.
What kind of person Li Muyang was, what kind of ability he had, what level of cultivation he had reached — — the information they knew was extremely scarce.
Most importantly, he was admitted to the extremely mysterious Starry Sky Academy, what level of cultivation he had reached, and what powerful skills he had learned, these were things they did not know.
All along, Li Muyang had been deified.
He killed Cui Zhaoren of the Cui family, but the Cui family not only did not do anything to him, but also allowed him to enter Starry Sky Academy safely.
He destroyed the Monitoring Division of the West Wind Kingdom, but the West Wind royal family could not get back at him, and had to pinch their nose and acknowledge him as the 'hero of the kingdom'.
In Starry Sky Academy, he was even more successful, and was accepted as the last disciple of Gu Huangwu, who was known throughout the divine continent as the 'double wall of painting and calligraphy'.
Now, as soon as he returned to Tiandu, he had defeated the God of Sword of West Wind, who was admired and respected — —
Even the God of Sword of West Wind could not stop him, who would be willing to run to their own death at this time?
If you want to kill Li Muyang, then you have to compare the gap between yourself and the God of Sword of West Wind.
Therefore, now Li Muyang was safe.
"I see." Li Muyang smiled. "Then I don't need to disguise myself anymore?"
"No need." Lu Qingming said with a smile. "The previous proposal for you to disguise yourself was just an expedient measure, because I don't want the Cui family to know your identity, and then keep sending people to attack and disturb your peace. But now that your identity has been exposed, no matter what, they must take your life. You might as well go out openly, and let the world experience your elegance. "
Li Muyang smiled shyly. "What elegance can I have? Compared to the young masters of Tiandu, there's a huge difference. How can the light of rotten grass compete with the sun and moon!? "
"Why be modest? I have already experienced the elegance of a muyang. Even in Tiandu, there aren't many people who can stand shoulder to shoulder with you. "Lu Qingming said with a solemn expression. Others said that his son was not good enough, and his son said that his son was not good enough. "It's not an exaggeration to call him the most handsome man in Tiandu."
Li Muyang liked to hear this.
Thereupon, Li Muyang appeared even more bashful and said, "Uncle Lu, you flatter me."
"Tomorrow is my father's birthday. There should be a lot of guests. When the time comes, you should show your true face." Lu Qingming looked at Li Muyang with a smile. There was a deeper meaning in his words.
"Okay." Li Muyang nodded and didn't think too much about it.
He was willing to show his true face to others. He was quite satisfied with his current self.
Let's just treat it as some benefits given to the women of Tiandu.
Lu Qingming thoughtfully looked at Li Muyang and smilingly said, "It's good that you're alive. In the future, don't do dangerous things again. If you go out, you must inform me so that I can send someone to protect you. "
"Thank you, Uncle Lu." Li Muyang smiled and refused. "I have Snowball to help me, I think there shouldn't be any problems. But I still need Uncle Lu to help take care of my family. I'm afraid that if they can't kill me, they will retaliate against my family. "
"I understand." Lu Qingming nodded. "Your father works in the Lu residence, he should be safe. Your mother doesn't go out most of the time, so she should be safe. But Shinian is a lively child and likes to go out to play. I will send someone to follow her. I will never let anything happen to her. "
"That's good." Li Muyang breathed a sigh of relief and thanked him again. "Thank you, Uncle Lu."
"Don't mention it." Lu Qingming saw Li Muyang's attitude of always thinking about his family, his heart was both gratified and a little sour. He was originally his son, but now he could not recognize his father and son. It was really hard to bear. "Didn't I say, we're family?"
"Uncle Lu is right, then I won't be polite in the future — —" Li Muyang said with a simple and honest smile.
Lu Qingming patted Li Muyang on the shoulder. "Rest well, I'm going out to deal with some matters."
"Okay, Uncle Lu, please do what you need to do." Li Muyang got up to see him off, but was pressed back onto the bed by Lu Qingming. "You don't have to get up."
Watching Lu Qingming's figure disappear into the distance, Li Muyang was filled with gratitude.
"Uncle Lu treats me like a nephew, I must not sit back and watch the Lu Family face a crisis." Li Muyang said to himself.
Sweeping his eyes around, he shouted, "Snowball, where's Snowball?"
"Pfff — —"
Outside the window room, there was the sound of Snowball blowing bubbles.
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West Wind royal family. Yangxin Palace Hall.
"Trash. A bunch of trash. "The West Wind Emperor Chu Xianda flew into a rage, flinging the Ruyi jade away. "You can't even do a little thing well, what's the use of raising you? A cart driver, you can't even kill a cart driver — — what face do you have to come back to see me? Why don't you commit suicide on the spot to show me your loyalty? "
Cui Jian knelt in front of the table, knocking his head on the ground, saying in a low voice, "Your Majesty please calm down, it's not that we are incompetent, but that City Patrol Division Li Kefeng is really hateful, repeatedly obstructing us from carrying out our duties. If it were not for Li Kefeng, the Monitoring Division could have gone to help the Still water sword school. "
Sure enough, Cui Jian easily led the flames of war to the east.
Hearing Cui Jian mention Mu Yubai, Chu Xianda was even more furious. "The God of Sword of West Wind Mu Yubai, the world thinks that his swordsmanship is the best in West Wind and is worthy to be called the God of Sword. My West Wind royal family also treats him with great courtesy and regards him with great importance. But I didn't expect that person to be so vulnerable — — does that Li Muyang really have three heads and six arms? If you can't even kill a little cart driver, what qualifications do you have to guard the country for me? What ability do you have to fight against strong enemies for me? "
"Shame, shame the Still water sword school's face, shame the royal family's face. If the enemy knew that the God of Sword of my West Wind Kingdom is such an embroidered pillow, they would have long sent troops to kill us. West Wind is in danger. "
Cui Jian knelt down and did not speak again.
Whether it was the one above, or the God of Sword of West Wind Mu Yubai, they were not people he wanted to provoke. Anyway, Chu Xianda was not scolding him.
After Chu Xianda lost his temper for a while and calmed down a little, Cui Jian said aloud, "Your Majesty, this time we failed to behead that Li Muyang, but instead made him famous again, became the object of discussion of the people of Tiandu, and is also called — —"
"Called what?"
"The proud sun of the Kingdom."
"The proud sun of the Kingdom? The proud sun of the Kingdom? "Chu Xianda wanted to jump up and smash things again. After fumbling around for a while and not finding a suitable weapon, he smashed the inkstone box on the table. "What qualifications does he have to be the proud sun? He has repeatedly spoiled my plans, is the locust of the Kingdom, the scourge of the Kingdom — — and he still has the face to be called the proud sun of the Kingdom? "
Yan Xiangma knelt down behind Cui Jian, raised his head to look at his cousin's waist that was still tense when he bent over, a touch of worry crossed his face.
Cousin knew that the Emperor hated Li Muyang, hated the guy who had repeatedly spoiled his plans and made him lose face, but he still 'praised him to death' and called him the 'proud sun of the Kingdom' — — There can only be one sun in the Kingdom, and that is the Emperor in front of him. Li Muyang had become the proud sun of the Kingdom, then what was the person in front of him?
"Cui Jian." Chu Xianda gasped for breath, shouting in a cold voice.
"I'm here."
"Lead the Monitoring Division to do something for me." Chu Xianda shouted. He waved his hand, and Cui Jian immediately got up from the ground and walked over to Chu Xianda with his back bowed.
Chu Xianda said a few words in a low voice, and Cui Jian's eyes flashed before he left.
Chu Xianda glanced at Yan Xiangma who was still kneeling in front of him, and after a long while, he asked aloud: "Yan Xiangma, are you loyal to me or to the Cui family?"
"The Monitoring Division is the Monitoring Division of the West Wind Division, and the West Wind is Your Majesty's West Wind. I am naturally loyal to Your Majesty. "Yan Xiangma dared not lift his head and said in a clear voice.
"Well. You're a clever guy. Then tell me, what exactly happened at that time? "
Yan Xiangma was inwardly shocked.
Cousin Cui Jian had just reported to the Emperor what happened, and in the blink of an eye, the Emperor asked the same question again. So, does that mean that he does not have 100% trust in cousin?
The most important thing is, how should I answer?
He just asked me if I am loyal to him or to the Cui family, if my answer is exactly the same as cousin, then he must think that I am loyal to the Cui family.
However, if my answer is different from cousin Cui Jian, then where would cousin be placed? Where would the Cui family be placed?
"Your Majesty — —" Yan Xiangma quickly pondered over the words to use, but his mouth did not dare to pause for a moment. "When I arrived at the scene that day — —"
When Yan Xiangma came out of Yangxin Palace Hall, his legs were weak and his body was covered with a layer of hot sweat.
When the cold wind blew, it instantly became cold again.
All along, everyone did not have a high evaluation of the current West Wind Emperor.
They said that he was obstinate and self-opinionated, that he loved grandeur and success, that he was temperamental, and that he was mediocre — —
They said that he was resting on the merits of his ancestors, and that the throne had fallen into his hands. How many years of rule of the Chu clan could be maintained was a very clear number.
However, after today's contact, Yan Xiangma felt that perhaps the world was biased against this person. What he had shown — — those violent, cruel or stupid things, was it a layer of human skin mask that he had put on for himself?
The palace was completely empty.
The vast square where hundreds of officials were worshipping, as well as the nine heavenly steps were covered with ice and snow, majestic and spectacular, but also exuding a bleak and piercingly cold aura.
Thinking back to when the Sovereign King had said those words with a smile on his face, he felt a chill run down his spine.
"The Yan family has been a vassal of the Cui family for generations? Would you like to replace them? "
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