Chapter 1287 Arrogant Dandy

Yin Ruochen said: "Then I would like to help Qianye Young Hall."

"Easy to say!" Mu Qianxi replied with a smile, like a big bad wolf trying to abduct a little sheep.

The malice was clearly written on his face, but there was no change at all on Yin Ruochen's face.

"Let's go!" Mu Qianxi waved her hand, and then left Beihan Palace with Yin Ruochen and went to Beihan City.

As soon as Mu Qianxi stepped out of Beihan Palace, someone reported the news to the Great Elder.

"Great Elder, that boy Murong Qianye actually left the temple with Holy Son Fanyin without any bodyguards."

The Great Elder's face was gloomy, "Murong Qianye's life is worthless. If something happens to Holy Son Fanyin, it will be a big trouble. I really don't know why the master of the palace defends that damn Murong Qianye so much."

"What should we do?"

"Send someone to protect him secretly. If something unexpected happens, protect the Holy Son of Fanyin. There is no need to worry about Murong Qianye."

"yes!"

Mu Qianxi knew that someone was following them and led Yin Ruochen through the busiest streets of Beihan Palace.

A handsome and noble young man and a holy son who is not stained by the mortal world, the whole street became crowded with people because of their appearance.

Onlookers saw that although Mu Qianxi was handsome after her disguise, she was not as handsome as Yin Ruochen. Many people came here for Yin Ruochen.

All kinds of eyes fell on Yin Ruochen, and that holy light seemed to make everyone want to worship.

Mu Qianxi walked in front and said, "Holy Son of Fanyin, please don't follow Young Master Diuben."

She smiled maliciously, feeling as if she was leading the rarest of animals on the street and being watched.

Even though thousands of people were watching, Yin Ruochen still had that soft and holy smile on his face, and he didn't mind being stared at by all kinds of people at all.

When the great elder got the news, he was so angry that he was almost hurt internally, and he quickly sent people to clear the place.

Holy Son of Sanskrit, how could it be that kind of thing?

The untouchables can watch it if they want.

All of a sudden, the number of people suddenly became much smaller, and this move did not seem to have any impact on the person behind.

Mu Qianxi slowed down and walked to Yin Ruochen's side and said, "Master Sanyin Holy Son, are you always like this in Sanyin Kingdom, being watched like a rare animal? That's why your mental quality is so strong. His face does not change."

The pleasant Sanskrit sound came to Mu Qianxi's ears, "What kind of spiritual beast is this rare animal?"

"That's not the point of my question."

"The poor monk rarely leaves the Buddhist hall, so what Qianye Shaodian said does not happen."

"You are not unhappy at all!"

"Why should I be unhappy with people's love? I should be grateful."

Mu Qianxi said: "Yes! You are right. I have been watching you for so long, so I will take you to have a feast."

Mu Qianxi took Yin Ruochen to the largest restaurant in Beihan City, and the shopkeeper greeted her as soon as she entered.

After all, these two people caused such a big sensation, and he knew it.

"Two guests, please come inside!"

Mu Qianxi said: "Prepare the best and largest private room for me, and don't tell me that I don't have one. Otherwise, there is no need for your restaurant to exist."

The young man is so arrogant and imposing that the shopkeeper must have one even if he doesn't have one!

"Of course this is possible. Please ask the higher-ups for help. I will definitely satisfy the two young masters."

So, Mu Qianxi followed Yin Ruochen upstairs.

Mu Qianxi then started ordering and said, "Bring me all the meat and vegetarian dishes in your store."

The shopkeeper was completely shocked, he was still the first

This is the first time I have seen someone ordering food like this.

"Our store has a lot of meat and vegetarian dishes. I'm afraid you two..."

"That's right, sir, I have plenty of money!"

There are many dandies in Beihan City, but this is definitely the first time he has seen such a domineering and exaggerated dandy.

The shopkeeper said, "I wonder what that guest needs?"

Yin Ruochen didn't say a word since he sat down.

Sitting there, it is a world of its own, calm and peaceful.

Mu Qianxi said: "My brother naturally likes the dishes I ordered. Why are you so long-winded? Why don't you hurry up and prepare the dishes?"

"Yes, yes!" The shopkeeper did not dare to say anything and was directly kicked out by Mu Qianxi.

Mu Qianxi saw the man who was about to turn into a speechless Buddha statue and asked, "Holy Son of Sanskrit, I didn't know you were noble this year?"

Yin Ruochen said: "Qianye Shaodian asked the poor monk his age in the wrong way."

"Then are you going to say it or not?"

"The poor monk is not yet over twenty."

"I'm actually very curious about how strong you are!"

"Slightly weaker than Young Master Yunxiu."

Mu Qianxi rolled her eyes, Guixin!

On the surface, he is at the seventh level of the Spirit Emperor, but he is able to tie with Xiao Bai.

Mu Qianxi asked with a smile: "I wonder if Holy Son Fanyin has anyone he likes?"

"No!"

"No! Do you like men or women?"

"The Buddha asked the poor monk to cultivate his mind, but he has not yet considered this matter."

No matter how tricky questions Mu Qianxi asked, Yin Ruochen maintained a calm attitude.

This concentration is simply powerful!

Mu Qianxi leaned lazily on the chair and closed her eyes slightly.

I asked so many questions but got no useful information.

She said lazily: "Sure enough, chatting with a monk like you is not interesting at all."

Mu Qianxi was too arrogant, so the shopkeeper naturally ordered the dishes to be served in a hurry.

This is a super private room, the space is very empty, but the food served makes it full.

Mu Qianxi said: "Monk, let's eat! They all look good."

Yin Ruochen held up a cup of tea and said, "Tea is enough for a poor monk."

"How can this be done? I will feel sorry for you when I bring you out but leave you hungry."

After saying that, Mu Qianxi started to pick up a pile of meat and placed it in front of Yin Ruochen.

She said pitifully: "Sir, the Holy Son must not be able to bear my guilt because of this!"

The young man in front of him had eyes as bright as water, and his pitiful eyes were filled with playful cunning.

"The poor monk is a disciple of Buddhism."

"Monk, haven't you heard of the saying that wine and meat pass through the intestines and stay in the heart of the Buddha? As long as your heart is dedicated to the Buddha, what you eat is just a matter of form. Since you have come to experience in the mortal world, you must experience the things in the mortal world yourself. OK."

A glimmer of confusion flashed through Yin Ruochen's calm eyes, wondering why he had never heard of those ten words Mu Qianxi said.

"Eat, eat, eat! You're welcome!" The meat in front of Yin Ruochen was almost piled up into a small hill.

She had inquired about it and found out that there were not that many rules in the Sanskrit Kingdom. She just heard that the Holy Son was particularly demanding and strict with herself.

Today, she decided to break everything he had insisted on for a long time to see how long he could keep pretending.

Mu Qianxi was also a little hungry, so she quickly and elegantly started eating.

Yin Ruochen looked at the young man opposite and said, "What Qianye Shaodian said makes sense, and the poor monk no longer sticks to superficial formalities."