Empress

Chapter 63 Choose to Stay
"That's right, this hall is the young master of the Guangming Shrine, Lan Weixun!" Lan Weixun smiled and looked at the Lingwang. Spirit King's momentum.

The Spirit King was also secretly a little startled by Lan Weixun's aura. Since he became the Spirit King for so many years, there were no more than ten people who could overwhelm him in terms of aura.

"As expected of that senior's precious disciple, you are indeed different from ordinary people." Ling Wang also laughed, "I don't know how I should call you?"

"His Majesty Lingwang doesn't need to meet outsiders, just call me 'Lan Dian'." Lan Weixun replied, "This hall has retrieved the little princess for His Majesty Lingwang. I wonder how His Majesty Lingwang will repay this hall?"

"Lan Dian really has a real temperament! Forget it, I'll give this to Lan Dian! It's also a little bit of my love for Lan Dian." The King Ling shook his head with a smile, and took out an imperial-level spiritual weapon from the space ring. Handed it to Lan Weixun.

Although he knew that Lan Weixun might not need these.

Sure enough, Lan Weixun pushed the spiritual weapon in front of Mo Chen the next moment.

"Old man Mo, I will transfer this spirit weapon to you, so I should... apologize for what the hall did back then... I hope His Majesty Lingwang will not mind it." Back then, she had made Mo Chen miserable. Is it...

Huangfufeng looked jealously behind King Ling, it was an imperial spirit weapon!

An emperor-level spirit weapon that is very rare even in the God Realm!
Sure enough, His Majesty the Spirit King has the capital to be willful!

"Your Highness, this...are you really giving it to me?" Mo Chen was a little skeptical, this doesn't seem like His Highness's style of doing things...

Could it be... His Young Highness thought of some harm to punish him?

With just one look, Lan Weixun could guess what Mo Chen was thinking, and she couldn't help but rolled her eyes at him: "Old Mo, put away your appearance, this hall will not punish you."

"Then, I'll take it!" Hearing Lan Weixun's promise, Mo Chen happily closed his mouth from ear to ear, and hurriedly put away the spiritual weapon, as if he was worried that someone would snatch it from him.

"Now, except for old man Mo, the other three elders, please step back." Lan Weixun glanced at the three great elders in the third palace.

The three great elders were also punished by Lan Weixun back then, and none of them dared to say anything, and went out as if fleeing famine.

Lan Weixun looked at their backs dumbfounded.

"Lan Dian, I don't want to bother you anymore, I'm going to bring Xuan'er back to the Spirit Race." Seeing that everyone had almost left, the Ling King also said.

"No! Father, Xuan'er has only known Sister Xun for a day, and Xuan'er wants to stay with Sister Xun for a few more days!" Hearing that King Ling said that he was going back, Ling Xuan'er immediately changed her face, and hurriedly ran behind Lan Weixun , it means to be stuck here.

"Xuan'er, be obedient! As long as this period of time has passed, the emperor can let you come here to play, but today you must go back with the emperor!" Ling Wang's gentle face suddenly became serious.

"I don't!" Ling Xuan'er was also stubborn.

"Lan Dian, this..." Ling Wang became very embarrassed.

Lan Weixun seemed to have guessed the occurrence of this situation a long time ago, and there was no surprise on her face: "It's okay, when Xuan'er awakened the power of inheritance, it was carried out in the three major palaces. There is a spirit pool in the three major palaces. The aura is abundant, very suitable for awakening, and there is no danger."

"How do you know the secrets of the Spirit Race?!" The Spirit King was shocked.

(End of this chapter)