Xianhong Road

Chapter 155 Unparalleled
"Ladies and gentlemen, please be seated in the Hall of Heroes."

King Yan said in a pleasant manner.

Everyone's eyes lit up, and they all understood that today's palace dinner was about to begin.

"Yang Yaoshi, please..."

The butler began to arrange seats for the distinguished guests in the side hall.

Yang Fan and Yu Wenxin entered the Hall of Heroes together, and found that in the originally empty hall, more than [-]% of the seats were already filled, and the remaining vacant seats were good seats near the front.

When these distinguished guests walked in one by one, the hall was suddenly silent, and the gazes of hundreds of people "swished" and fell on them.

Among them, Yu Wenxin was the one who attracted the most attention. Her jade face, which looked like the most beautiful porcelain in the world, and her morbid beauty, which was slender but still quiet, conquered all the mortals on the field.

"Miss, Yaoshi Yang, please sit here."

The old housekeeper smiled happily, and arranged for Yang Fan and Yu Wenxin to sit together, which is the seat next to the throne at the top of the hall.

This is second only to King Yan, which shows that Yu Wenlie attaches great importance to Yang Fan.

Obviously, Yu Wenxin and Yang Fan are the protagonists of today's banquet. The former is just recovering from a serious illness, and the latter is the target of King Yan's solicitation.

Yang Fan sat down calmly, feeling the gazes of hundreds of people on the field, but his expression was calm, and he exchanged a glance with Yu Wenxin, and found that this woman was not even a little flustered, she sat quietly, as elegant as ever, and smiled at Yang Fan.

"Has Miss Yuwen often attended such banquets before?"

Yang Fan asked with a smile, he knew only a few people in the huge Hall of Heroes, but Yu Wenxin was the only one beside him.

"I seldom participate because I have been weak since I was a child." Yu Wenxin said in a low voice, her eyes shifted inadvertently to a certain direction, a little dodging.

Yang Fan also suddenly felt a sense, and felt a gaze like an ice sword falling on him.

In a certain corner of the main hall, a young man with an ordinary face, dressed in snow-white clothes and carrying a simple sword on his back, glanced at him indifferently.

Peerless?

Yang Fan didn't expect that he would attract this person's idea. From the attitudes of everyone in the hall and Yan Wang Yuwenlie just now, it can be seen that this person seems to be difficult to deal with.

Wushuang just glanced at him indifferently, and then his eyes fell on Yu Wenxin's pretty face, much gentler.

Seeing this scene, Yang Fan was slightly surprised, and also noticed the unusual relationship between the two.

He is also very strange, how did Yu Wenxin meet Wushuang without leaving home?
What are the unknown stories during this period?

Thinking of this, Yang Fan became more interested: whether it was Yu Wenxin's "Jiusu Xuanmai" or Wushuang's elusive cultivation path, he couldn't understand it.

In less than a while, the distinguished guests in the side hall were seated one after another, and the huge Hall of Heroes was basically full, leaving only a few vacancies.

"Hee hee, Yaoshi Yang..."

Just then, a familiar voice came.

"Little princess?"

Yang Fan looked back and found that the little princess was sitting on the lower side of him, made a face at him, and stuck out his tongue.

It stands to reason that the little princess is one of the masters of the palace, with a good status, and the seat should be closer to King Yan Yu Wenlie.

However, Yang Fan was arranged in front of the little Princess at this banquet.

Naturally, these details cannot be concealed from the interested people present, and many people are still talking about Yang Fan's identity in private.

"Could this person be the miraculous doctor who cured the disease of the Second Princess?"

"Nine times out of ten it is true. I have been in Kyoto for so many years, and I have never seen him."

"It's just that this genius doctor is too young..."

He is really too young, is he really the legendary pharmacist who cured the Second Princess?

Everyone on the field still had some doubts and boos.

"Huh? Miracle Doctor Lu is here too!"

"Miraculous doctor Lu, one of the three great doctors in Kyoto, is also here!"

Someone whispered.

Immediately, the existence of Divine Doctor Lu attracted the attention of many people.

"I remember that Miracle Physician Lu seems to have a bad relationship with King Yan, why did he come to the palace?"

"Could it be that he also wants to meet the miraculous doctor who cured the Second Princess?"

……

Doctor Lu's complexion was still a little abnormal, and he sat in his seat, silent.

"Hehe, Doctor Lu, what do you think of the new young pharmacist in the palace?"

A magnetic male voice came from beside him.

Doctor Lu looked sideways and was slightly startled: "Third Prince?"

The man in front of him, about 30 years old, is handsome, with a gentle face, good manners, plain clothes, without the luxury of ordinary nobles.

"If you go back to the prince, this pharmacist Yang from the palace is considered to have extraordinary medical skills, perhaps no worse than this old man."

Doctor Lu replied with a trace of due respect on his face.

In fact, these three princes were powerless and were born with a court lady when the current sage was young. Although they were restored later, their status was much lower than that of ordinary princes.

"He is so young, does he really have such a good ability?" The third prince looked a little unbelievable.

"What's so strange about this is that the world is so big, there are always some unrivaled geniuses." Dr. Lu said calmly, "There are several in this hall, such as King Yan, or Wushuang in that corner..."

"Wushuang?" The third prince looked at the white-clothed youth in the corner, sighed heavily, and said, "Yes, he is only 16 years old, but he has already defeated many famous innate warriors in Kyoto. Today's Kyoto , apart from King Sanshu Yan and the 'Sage of Martial Arts' of Yuyang Kingdom, I am afraid there is no warrior who can compete with him."

"My lord is here—"

At a certain moment, a loud and domineering voice sounded in the hall.

As soon as the words fell, Yu Wenlie, who was wearing a dragon green robe with a purple jade pattern, walked in from the side hall.

In an instant, the audience was silent, and the atmosphere in the hall suddenly became tense, as if permeated by that invisible majesty.

Yu Wenlie's face was serious, not angry, he walked towards the top throne, his gaze slowly passed over the crowd on the field.

Yang Fan felt that when Yu Wenlie looked at himself and Yu Wenlie, his eyes softened a lot.

However, when his eyes fell on a certain corner, a piercing divine light suddenly burst out, and an indescribable atmosphere enveloped the entire hall, giving people an incomparably oppressive feeling.

"Hmph!" King Yan snorted coldly.

Yang Fan followed his gaze, and saw that young man in white clothes Shengxue in the corner of the hall was fighting against Yu Wenlie, with a fierce fighting spirit in his eyes.

Peerless?

Everyone in the hall was shocked, could it be that he wanted to make trouble?

Yu Wenlie withdrew his gaze, as if he didn't want to argue with Wushuang, and said slowly: "Today is the celebration dinner for Xin'er recovering from a serious illness, thank you all the friends who joined us. At the same time, this dinner is also to reward Xiner's lifesaver, Pharmacist Yang."

After all, Yu Wenlie slightly raised his hand, looked at Yang Fan, and even smiled at him.

It was the first time for Yang Fan to participate in this kind of occasion, and he felt that hundreds of eyes were looking at him, including some cultivators, which brought a lot of pressure.

At this moment, Wushuang, who was sitting in the corner, suddenly stood up with a "teng", a gust of Xiao Xiao sword energy surged up, and his eyes fixed on Yang Fan.

"not good!"

The boss of the palace, who was secretly in charge of the entire banquet, felt a "click" in his heart.

(one more, come late)
(End of this chapter)