Dark Beast Summoner

Chapter 1647 A blue lamp with ancient Buddha (1)

"Little son, do you have a fortune-telling? Just ten coins!"

On the streets of Dongchen Country, an old Taoist called out to a young man with red lips and white teeth.

The young master is not very old. He looks like eleven or twelve years old. He is dressed in brocade and jade clothes.

"Bold beggars, don't let go!"

The tall guard behind the little son drew his sword to drive people away.

"stop."

The little boy waved his hand and signaled the guards to step back. He looked at the old Taoist. Although he was covered in patches, his clothes were clean, which was different from those beggars.

He asked: "You have neither gossip nor signed, how can you tell me your fortune?"

"Old Daoist will look at his face. If the young master is willing, the old man can show him his face." The old Daoist said.

"Tai... Young Master, these warlocks are all liars. If you want to fortune-telling, you can go to Lingyin Temple to find those eminent monks..."

The guards persuaded behind.

"No need, I just want to hear him show me his face. Those eminent monks just fool the children."

He looked at the old Taoist and said, "Look at it, see it well, my son will reward you."

The old Taoist nodded again and again and looked at his face seriously. The more he looked, the tighter the old Taoist frowned.

"Why, is it possible that this son's face is very bad?"

"No, no, no!" The old Taoist shook his head again and again, and said, "Not only is the face of the young master not bad, but he is very good. In the future, he will surely soar to the sky, but you will be in love, don't go to the south for ten years, or else …”

"Otherwise what?" The little boy raised his eyebrows.

"Otherwise, the young master will be trapped in love and lonely for half his life."

"Presumptuous!" The guard behind him felt that the old man was disrespectful to the young master and was talking nonsense.

The little boy suddenly laughed, took out a gold ingot from the storage bag at his waist, and threw it to the old Taoist.

"Reward you."

After speaking, he raised his foot and left, not knowing whether he believed it or not.

"Little son! Listen to the advice of the old man, don't go to the south!"

The old man shouted from behind.

"Otherwise...otherwise, you will only be able to accompany the Qingdeng Ancient Buddha in the future!"

The little boy who was walking in front stumbled under his feet and almost went back to get the piece of gold back.

"Do you think Gu looks like he can cut his hair to become a monk?"

He turned to ask his guard.

The guard shook his head again and again, "It's not like! You have a distinguished status, how could you go to the temple to become a monk? It must be that old man talking nonsense. Your Highness, if you are not happy, your subordinates will go and arrest him..."

"No need."

The young master waved his hand and said, "Gu is just seeing that he is not as unkempt as other people, so he has a kind heart. How could he really listen to his nonsense? Besides, do you think Guxiang will be trapped by love in the future?"

"Of course not! In the future, you must be in the form of heaven and man. There will only be countless women around His Highness. How can you be trapped by love without what kind of woman His Highness wants!" The guard said seriously.

"That's it."

He laughed, and a cynicism appeared on his slightly immature face.

He has no interest in those Yingying Yanyan at all, and he is not interested in cultivating yet.

In the future, there will be a woman who makes him trapped by love?

He didn't believe it at all.

As the crown prince of Dongchen Kingdom, his mother is the daughter of the head of the Shenwu Sect. After a kingdom, there is no doubt that he is the future prince of Dongchen Kingdom.

He has been admired by the stars since he was a child. In this world, there are only things that he is tired of playing with.

south?

After crossing the Sunset Mountains, the south is called the southern part of Jiuxiao Continent, such as the Promise Dynasty. He has nothing to do in the south.

Shaking his head, Song Yiyang, who was only eleven or twelve years old, quickly forgot about this trivial matter and never thought of it again.

In a flash, it was Song Yiyang's 21st birthday.

He celebrated his birthday at the grandfather of Shenwu Sect, and drank a lot of good wine that day.

Grandpa sent him some women.

He was dressed in red, flamboyant and wanton, with a charming aroma of wine on his body, his long and narrow Danfeng eyes squinted slightly, watching several beautiful women embrace him.

He does not refuse anyone who comes, hugs from left to right.

Women feed wine, he drinks, women feed grapes, and he eats.

But the woman was about to strip his clothes and was kicked out by him.

"Your Highness, spare your life!"

Several stunning women hurriedly knelt on the ground, irritating him somehow.

"You don't fit the appetite of the lonely, get out."

Song Yiyang kicked people out.

When the others walked away tremblingly, he snorted, "With such a thing, you still want to sully the prince's body?"

None had the guts.

"Women in this world are either mediocre, snobbish, or greedy, boring and boring."

He kicked the wine jar beside his feet.

"His Royal Highness, the headmaster asked you to come over."

Three poles in the sun, a voice woke Song Yiyang, who was soundly asleep.

The sun shone in, and the red clothes were spread out, black hair was like ink, and his skin was as white as porcelain, even if his brows were wrinkled, it did not damage his appearance at all.

"What's up?"

He yawned and sat up from the carpet, his eyes blurred.

"It's a very important thing, you'll know when you go."

said the people outside.

"understood."

Song Yiyang stood up, took a slow and graceful manner to wash up, but did not make the people outside wait too long.

"His Royal Highness."

The door opened, and the man outside bowed his head to him.

He is Xu Yuan, the son of Shenwu Sect.

"Let's go, Xu Yuan, grandpa asked you to come here, it must be very important."

Song Yiyang changed into a red coat again. This one was dark red, which made his facial features appear too ostentatious.

Ordinary people can't suppress this red at all, only him, this red dress seems to be the finishing touch, adding more arbitrariness to him.

"It's about the Promise Dynasty."

Walking on the road, Xu Yuan revealed.

Song Yiyang hummed, and suddenly pointed to the martial arts field and said:

"That woman seems to be very close to you last time."

A beautiful girl over there was meditating and practicing, and there were several men beside her.

Xu Yuan looked over, with a hint of tenderness on his expressionless face, nodded and said:

"That's Xiaowei, the girl I adore."

"Kegu, why did you see her flirting with a few other men last time, are you sure she likes you too?"

Song Yiyang raised his brows slightly.

He remembered that the woman seemed to be called Mu Ningwei.

Xu Yuan immediately frowned and said, "His Royal Highness, don't talk nonsense, Xiaowei's mind is pure, how could he flirt with other men? His Highness must have misunderstood."

Song Yiyang chuckled lightly, since Xu Yuan didn't like to listen to it, he didn't bother to talk about it, anyway, it wasn't him who wore the cuckold.