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Chapter 557: Osmanthus Cake

The two evil-repelling gods have different shapes, one holding a spear and the other holding a mace to guard their bodies. The common point is that they are simple and gilded, and their eyes are terrifying.

The emergency teleportation was carried down from Xiaoyao Temple, and dozens of imperial guards gritted their teeth and carried them to the emperor's gate. One of them left and right was the door god.

These two door gods were treasures that allowed the emperor to sleep peacefully, and even eunuchs asked someone to bring incense and candles to light them in front of them.

Because he always feels that you two door gods seem to be alive, and your eyes keep turning with him.

That night, nothing happened.

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At the top of the Sitianjian Inquiry Tower, there is a cloaked man blending with the dark night, as if he is one.

The man sat cross-legged on the top, his hands suddenly spread out, and his five fingers spread slightly as if brushing through flowing water. He faced the three palaces and six courtyards, absorbing the power emitted.

Finally, his hands were sure, and there seemed to be a breath that could not be suppressed in front of his chest, but the cloaked man seemed to be forcibly refining this breath, so he was shocked and pressed it to his palm..caset

Then, his five fingers spread out, and he went into the middle like a sharp claw, and suddenly there was a faint golden aura gathering in his palm.

If one day witnessed the prince pursuing the dragon skill on the dragon throne in the Hall of Supreme Harmony that day, he would definitely be shocked!

Because the posture of You Chuyun is the fixed posture of the Divine Dragon Technique!

It is a heavy stance that gathers dragon energy, called the palm of the universe.

You Chuiyun actually knows the magic dragon skills, and it has reached the point where you can vaguely compete for it and gather dragon energy.

"Sir... you didn't expect that while you were practicing in your nightmare, I could secretly rob your dragon energy..."

You Chuiyun slowly opened her eyes and exhaled an extremely thin purple air from her mouth.

"You can't guess that Emperor Tiande is about to die and does good deeds, and he actually secretly passed the Divine Dragon Art to me."

You Chuiyun deliberately entangled Mama He's wronged soul with Emperor Wenhong. Wenhong invited a god general to ward off evil spirits and banned all external evil spirits, but he also backfired and blocked his perceptions.

A leaf obstructed her eyes, so she naturally could not realize that You Chuiyun was secretly practicing the Divine Dragon Art.

The Dragon Attack is the supreme skill, and it cannot be cultivated by any person. It must have royal blood. Even if it is royal blood, it cannot condense a trace of dragon energy without talent.

After all, every trace of dragon energy is related to the throne!

Those who do not practice the Divine Dragon Art can almost be considered as rebellious people, but are rebels! Rebels of blood.

Now, You Chuiyun has been able to faintly cultivate a little misty purple air, proving that he is walking on this road and has become a threat to the throne that Emperor Wenhong had to eliminate after he noticed.

The master and the apprentice never thought that even the day they broke up again, they would not go so contrary to each other and would eventually fight each other.

You Chuyun never thought that the day when he and his husband came so quickly.

A long-lost meeting was not only unpleasant, but also completely parted ways... And from the moment Wenhong killed Madam He, You Chuyun knew that the gentle gentleman had died, and replaced it with the emperor who was crowned as emperor and put the shackles of the world.

As a king, everything should be based on the national system and killing people to silence the patient. It is not completely heartless, but also a little helpless consideration.

But in You Chuiyun's opinion, where does anyone who can't even have a single life magnanimity?

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A petite figure was trying hard to climb up the dangerous iron ladder. Her two braids were blown away by the wind, and it hurts when they hit the face from time to time.

She looked back at the abyss under her feet. The tower of Wentian had already broken through the clouds. She could only see the lights half-hidden, and the clouds were deep and there was nowhere to be found.

She yelled and closed her eyes - if she fell down, she would not be able to throw it into eight petals? No, it was one hundred and eight petals.

Then I will have to bother my senior brothers and I will endure the disgust and fight me together...

The little girl didn't know what to think about in a mess all day long, but she was about to come and caught a glimpse of the tip of the cloaked man's iceberg, but she was relieved because of too many distractions.

The iron ladder under her feet was suddenly cut off, and she fell down again without even having time to scream for help.

And the cape man sat firmly with his back to him, and he didn't see himself... It's over now!

I fell down again!

The little girl closed her eyes in despair, but suddenly felt her clothes tightening, and then a huge force came. It turned out that the cloaked man suddenly appeared beside the eaves and lifted himself up.

"I...I..."

Looking at the familiar face, the junior sister couldn't help but chill. She wanted to say thank you, but was forced back by a chill from head to toe.

The cloaked man's eyes were shining, and he put down his junior sister like a child. Then he turned around and returned to his original position to sit down, as if he was practicing some exercises.

The young junior sister seemed to remember something, and suddenly knelt down and kowtowed three times, folded her hands together as if she was worshipping a god. Kawaii's face also blushed, "I've seen Master Jian."

Even if You Chuiyun was already calm, she was defeated by her solemn etiquette like burning incense and worshiping Buddha.

"Ha..." You Chuyun sneered and looked at the girl's movie: "What are you doing? Si Tianjian did not kowtow the gift."

"Ah...ah? Is that?"

The junior sister blushed and said, "But the senior brother told me to respect the supervisor..."

"It's the first time I've seen you respect. Get up quickly. When I see you, I'll call you sir. I can't stand the complicated etiquette."

You Chuyun was suddenly interrupted by her. She was a little depressed, but she couldn't smile bitterly. She couldn't practice the Dragon Technique anymore. You Chuyun stared at the moon and asked, "What's wrong?"

You Chuiyun explained that if there is something that Si Tianjian cannot handle, the junior sister can come to him to the top level.

The junior sister shys her mind: "No... nothing is wrong..."

You Chuyun narrowed her eyes slightly, and her tone was a little unkind: "What did you say?"

The little junior sister was like a little white rabbit who was frightened, and she was afraid and retreated. However, she remembered that she could not fall down at a height of thousands of feet, so she mustered up the courage to remove a bulging bag from her back.

"I, I brought food to the adults."

Then she unfolded her bag, and there were pastries and food wrapped in it, but half of it was completely different due to the squeeze. When the wind blew, it was scattered everywhere on the roof.

You Chuyun didn't expect that the little girl would make a comeback: "What are you eating?" She almost fell to death just to bring food to her. This girl regarded me, You Chuyun, as the number one foodie in the capital?

The junior sister looked at the remaining half of the pastries that were not yet intact, and said with a gritty bullet: "This is made from the osmanthus flowers in Guilin, the west of the city, but it's delicious. I have tasted the pastries in the palace, but they are not as delicious as I did!"

The atmosphere was very awkward. The little girl held the pastry and blinked her big eyes waiting for You Chuiyun's visit, while You Chuiyun looked at her with a faint look.

It seemed that the stalemate was in a moment. The youngest sister had two braids straightened and was racking her brains to put in a few words, but it was still blank.

The senior brother said that the higher the air is, the thinner it is. Could it be that my head is broken because of this? She said in such a self-doubt.

“…take it.”

Fortunately, the man's voice came over, and the junior sister stood up happily and trotted forward, but forgot the slippery glazed tiles.

"Oh!"

The pastries in the little junior sister's hand shot towards You Chuiyun like a hidden weapon... You Chuiyun thought so at that time. After flashing her head, she realized that it was indeed the little girl's foot slippery...

However, You Chuiyun reached out and grabbed a piece of intact light yellow osmanthus cake by him.

The junior sister fell and ate the dog. She raised her head and saw that her nose was red and almost bleeding.

What made her most uncomfortable was that the osmanthus cakes fell on the ground and couldn't eat them...

The junior sister wanted to cry. Although her weak temperament improved a lot, she was just a little girl who knew nothing. She really wanted to cry when her eyes turned red.

You Chuyun is the real laughter and cry. With a wave of his hand, a gentle force helped the girl up. The girl floated and sat steadily under the top of the tower.

The force crawled into the body, and the bruises and scratches that had just fallen immediately recovered.

I couldn't feel the pain, and the junior sister didn't keep her tears after all, but she worked hard to make pastries for a day...

The cloaked man jumped off the spire of the tower, stood beside her, picked up the osmanthus cake in his hand and sent it to her mouth.

The junior sister also looked at him with hope.

The cloaked man's side face is firm and stylish, with a hazy beard, and his jawline is slightly moved. I think he is carefully savoring the taste of osmanthus cake.

"How...how?"

The cape man swallowed gently and nodded, "Sweet but not greasy, fragrant but not choking. Should there be a few sweet and fragrant Chinese herbal medicines that have been added?"

"right!"

The little junior sister's eyes suddenly became more and more vivid, and her eyes rippled like water under the moonlight... The tears that had not been squeezed out just now were still spinning in her eyes.

"This is my mother's exclusive secret recipe, passed it to me!" The young junior sister smiled and giggled. Her two fingers pulled You Chuiyun's cloak.

"When I was first accepted as an apprentice by the teacher, my senior brothers didn't like me and said I was a useless woman. So I started to do a lot of things, and I cooked flowers and plants for my senior brother Seventeen... Later, I also did some housework, so I could lift two buckets of water in one go!

But the senior brothers seemed to be very busy and didn’t have time to pay attention to me... But, I took out this unique secret recipe of osmanthus cake, and the senior brothers praised me after eating it, and even the teacher praised me! That was the first time, I felt everyone’s concern for me here..."

You Chuiyun was so amused that she really met a pure girl.

Although he was a cold-faced messenger, he nodded slightly and praised: "The skills are good."

However, the truth is.
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