Unparalleled in the world: the princess is too arrogant

Chapter 777 Ready to go! (1)
Lou Junyan frowned slightly, and said thoughtfully, "Xinglan Liuyunzong has always been the most low-key among the four ancient forces."

"Strange." Just when Ling Wushuang was puzzled, a little purple head popped out of nowhere and squeezed between Ling Wushuang and Lou Junyan, followed by a crisp voice. Come on, "Mother, what's in Jin Ling's body is not the king's blood of the colorful white dragon deer."

Ling Wushuang was taken aback, raised her eyes to meet those bright purple eyes, slightly startled, "What is that?"

Zi Xie blinked, turned over and landed firmly, smiling and showing traces of small canine teeth, "That guy has the king's blood of the sacred dragon."

"The holy dragon?" Ling Wushuang and Lou Junyan looked at each other, "In other words, he has nothing to do with the White Deer Throne?"

Zixie's feeling is definitely not wrong. No wonder she felt that there was something weird between Jin Ling and the White Deer King. If this was the case, then what happened later would make sense, even though Jin Ling let go in the end. It doesn't matter, but I have to admit that he has helped the White Deer King a lot, and even saved his life in the extreme northern ice field.

As for why Jin Ling appeared in Wanli Luyuan and why he maintained this weird relationship, that was beyond her concern.

"It should be like this." Zi Xie smiled.

Lou Junyan narrowed his dark eyes, nodded thoughtfully, but didn't ask any more questions.

"And Jun Yan, have you noticed..." Ling Wushuang pondered for a while before saying, "The breath of the Son of Light is a bit strange? It's still familiar. I should have felt it somewhere."

Lou Junyan met Ling Wushuang's suspicious eyes, and slightly pursed his lips, "You mean, the tomb in the sky?"

Ling Wushuang's eyes lit up immediately, "You feel it too?"

Since Jun Yan also said the same, it means that he really felt that kind of breath in the cemetery of the gods.

How should I say this kind of aura, it is both good and evil, unpredictable, like a blood-sucking madman lurking in the crowd, it looks ordinary, but it will show its deadly fangs at any time.

Lou Junyan nodded slowly, and said coldly, "He should have been to that place too, and he stayed here for a long time."

"He didn't cultivate in that ghostly place." Ling Wushuang murmured and guessed, then shook his head in denial, that's not a place where ordinary people can stay, even the mysterious silver-robed old man is quite afraid.

Ling Wushuang clicked his tongue, really couldn't figure it out, so he stopped thinking about it.

"Mother, what should I do now?" Zi Xie blinked and looked at Ling Wushuang.

Ling Wushuang glanced down at the little boy on her waist, smiled and said, "Sleep after eating, eat after sleep, it's that simple."

After the City of Thunder and Punishment Conference, the situation on the mainland has temporarily stabilized, and there will be no major changes in a short period of time. I believe those people will not dare to act rashly. What Zixie has to do now is to recharge his batteries , to steadily increase its strength.

"Oh." Zi Xie nodded obediently, and obeyed her mother's words to a high degree.

"I'll go over and have a look." Ling Wushuang and Lou Junyan looked at each other, "Together?"

"Okay." Lou Junyan smiled hoarsely, knowing what Ling Wushuang was talking about.

After Ling Wushuang and his party left the Fallen Star, they quickly turned back to the City of Thunder and Punishment along the secret path.

The silvery white streamer looks like the Milky Way hanging upside down from a distance. The majestic palaces are densely packed and scattered in front of the silvery white. In the southwest direction, there is a dark green tower rising from the ground, towering in like a flock of chickens. The sky is almost as high as the thick wall of the city tower.

In the Shenji Tower, there are three black characters flying like dragons and phoenixes. Inside, there is a space opened up.

The warehouses are dotted with each other, and inside, there are some strange weapons neatly piled up, thunderbolt cannons, emperor thorns, flying fire meteor bombs... There are all kinds of tricks, everything that one expects to find, this is an arsenal!

"The owner!"

The moment Ling Wushuang stepped in, the people on both sides of the line bowed down and called out respectfully.

The handsome young man in front of a warehouse quickly turned his head when he heard the noise, "Wu Shuang."

"You're finally willing to come here." The man's tall body was wrapped in a casual yellow robe, and he walked towards Ling Wushuang with a smile. His handsome face was smiling brightly, and he was so coquettish, it wasn't Ji Yunyang who it was.

And beside Ji Yunyang, there was naturally Yun Qingchen in fluttering white clothes, shaking the folding fan in his hand, smiling like a spring breeze, "It's really a rare visitor."

He finally understood that they had been hard-working people all their lives, and they were exploited by Ling Wushuang not long after they left the customs.

Ling Wushuang looked around, a little funny, "You guys are doing well."

After the Shenji Tower was set in the City of Thunder and Punishment, Elder Gange, Yi Xiong and others all went to this place one after another. Ling Wushuang appointed him personally. Ji Yunyang's position was equivalent to the deputy owner of the Shenji Tower, and Yun Qingchen was the military advisor. Although these two people usually look a little unreliable, but when it comes to business, they look decent.

However, Ling Wushuang's estimation didn't make much difference. During the period after leaving the customs, the two of them were getting along well.

Ji Yunyang laughed sinisterly, "It's not thanks to you."

Almost exhausted into a dead dog!
They worked so hard for nearly ten years of cultivation, but they never thought that the outside world would pass by. However, for more than a month, so far, they still don't know where they went. This guy Wushuang's foundation is really too strong!

"Otherwise, my son would not have such a good life." Ji Yunyang said with a bit of yin and yang.

However, although more than ten years have passed, Ji Yunyang's coquettish bag and Yun Qingchen's self-proclaimed romantic face have not changed much.

When a mysterious master reaches the realm of the strongest king, the speed of aging will slow down a lot at several times the speed, and it will be even slower to reach the realm of the god-killing king, and the realm of the supreme emperor will even stagnate, but this is just The face is not the age of survival.

So far, what the world knows is at most an old monster that has lived for more than 2000 years.

"I'm not bad, isn't this young master? It's very handy to do these things." The folding fan in Yun Qingchen's hand was shaking slowly in front of his chest, smiling and narrowing his eyes, looking at Ling Wushuang, while still pretending to be serious Said, "However, you have vision."

Selling things, collecting money, such things, but he is best at it.

"My girl has always been so discerning." Ling Wushuang cast a sideways glance at the two of them, pursed her lips in a speechless manner, stepped forward, and patrolled the warehouses.

(End of this chapter)