Chapter 365

Another thin man with a trace of certainty on his face and exclaimed in his heart that with the participation of this person, the princess may choose him in nine cases out of ten.

With his figure, no one in Chang'an can match him.

Ye Fan shook his head and smiled. In the surprise of these people, he entered the flower building.

"Well, isn't this ruining the future?"

"Yes, why can't this man think of it?"

Everyone else felt sorry for ye fan. After all, according to Ye Fan's heroic appearance and extraordinary figure, he could defeat the sons and grandchildren of the princes and generals, but the other party even entered the largest flower building in Chang'an City in full view of the public.

This operation is true, so that they can't understand it.

The largest flower building in Chang'an city is called Changchun building.

Although the name is popular, the gathering of capable people and different scholars here can be regarded as the most place in Chang'an city.

Those practitioners came here not for the so-called looking for flowers and willows, but to meet the landlord in Changchun building.

As for why, it is for the purple air coming from the East and the glow entering the mountains.

As soon as Ye Fan stepped here, the practitioners dressed up by the childe sitting in the hall were surprised.

Although there are many ordinary people here, these ordinary people are not so good friends. They are all first-class experts in the Jianghu.

In addition, the current human emperors are both literate and martial arts, which leads to the fact that everyone in Kyushu can practice martial arts and learn from literature.

Moreover, the Emperor didn't have to worry about these people, because his father Zhao Wuji was really an immortal.

Who dares to make such a trip in Kyushu, where there are immortals.

Again, Ye Fan's appearance made everyone look at him.

Ye Fan looked around. These people nodded slightly and then walked towards the childe just now.

The man didn't look at Ye Fan. He sat at the table and kept eating, but the fog on his head was more rich.

Ye Fan sat opposite him and stared at him.

The man stopped and looked up at Ye Fan.

"Why did you follow me? You were in the way just now!"

The man frowned and explained why he had just let Ye Fan open the way.

Ye Fan couldn't help shaking his head and said with a smile, "don't worry, I'm not here to trouble you. Moreover, after you are a prince, I don't dare to trouble you!"

"Oh? So you're not one of those hidden aristocrats?" he put down his chopsticks and looked away at the factotum waiting for orders.

"Fill in another pair of dishes and chopsticks!"

Ye Fan eyebrows a pick, why, but also invite him to dinner?

The last time he ate the mutton Ye Fei relied on, he saved them and served them as waiters. Did he send them to the door by himself.

"My guest, your bowls, chopsticks and wine cups are all ready. Please eat!" the factotum is a slim woman, which is also the characteristic of Hualou.

After the maid left, the young man leaned forward slightly, glanced at the people chatting around and asked:

"What's your name?"

His hands kept moving, filled the wine cup in front of Ye Fan, and looked at him.

"Ye Fan."

He looked doubtful, then suddenly with a trace of suspicion: "surname ye? There is no surname ye in Chang'an. There is a Ye family in Yuzhou thousands of miles away, but it can't appear here."

Ye Fan didn't answer, so he looked at him.

The man realized that he had not introduced himself, so he pulled his wide sleeved robe on his forearm, stretched out his white hand, pulled a chicken leg from the whole chicken on the table, and said wholeheartedly while eating:

"Since you know I'm a prince, you've heard my name, but you don't know my name very well!"

"Poof!" he vomited the bone in his mouth into a porcelain bowl. Then he said, "I'm the youngest son of today's iron escort king. My name is Zhao Ling!"

The people around were quiet a little. With a few giggles, the Changchun building seemed to become more noisy.

"You are not afraid that they will rob you!" Ye Fan said with a smile. Just now those people are practitioners. Obviously, they are also used to Zhao Ling.

Zhao Ling somewhat embarrassed swept around the people. In order to cover up his embarrassment, he drank the wine at the table. Then he said, "who dares, there is not only the most powerful army in Kyushu in Chang'an City, but also the existence of immortals. Who dares to be presumptuous at the foot of the son of heaven?"

Then he lowered his voice, glanced at the people around him, stepped on the stool and whispered, "moreover, these guys think I don't know they are practitioners. They pretend to be normal one by one. In fact, I guessed it long ago."

Ye Fan blinked. This guy is interesting. Let's not say how he guessed that these people were immortals. It's just that they entered the most famous flower building in Chang'an City regardless of their status that ordinary nobles dare not do.

"Oh? You say these people are immortals. What proof do you have?"

Zhao Ling looked at Ye Fan and smiled, "yes, aren't you the proof? You know, I've never seen such a tall man as you in Chang'an city. Apart from being possessed of miracles, only those who swallow pills all day can grow so tall!"

He looked at the expression on Ye Fan's face, as if he knew the secret of being, and the smile on his face never disappeared.

He then said, "moreover, up to now, you have not refuted what I said, which makes me more convinced that you and these people around you are immortal practitioners!"

"Er!" Ye Fan was speechless. The man's logic was full of holes, but how did he persuade himself to accept such self sophistry?

"The people around are not as tall as me. How can you be sure that they are practitioners?" Ye Fan pointed to the group of people who spoke loudly but made others unable to hear what they said.

"Very simple, because I was born with an ability to see the luck on a person's head, but this ability began to fail with my age!"

"Can you see your luck?" Ye Fan stared at Zhao Ling's eyes and found a blue light on the edge of his eyes. Ordinary people can't see it at all, even practitioners can't see it clearly.

And this person's eyes are not what he said he can see the Qi on the head, but can see the life Qi of others.

This is a natural magic power, but if it is not well developed, it will gradually disappear.

Zhao Ling put his hands on his knees and said with some complacency:

"Mine? Well, to tell you the truth, when I went out this morning, I looked at myself and found that my luck didn't seem very good today, so I came here to hide. After all, there are many practitioners here. Even if there are any abnormalities, I can have time!"

Oh!

Ye Fan thought, you are really a clever ghost!