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Chapter 32 Angel Warrior, Ling Qinghan
Zi Zhiyang secretly guessed in his heart.

He felt that Wu Jimi might also be eyeing Xuan Tianguo and Luo Qiguo, because they were very close to him.

If this is the case, as long as Wu Jimi makes a move, Xuan Yifu and Luo Yongjie alone cannot resist it.

So Zi Zhiyang can't ignore it.

"But we can go to Qitian City together. It just so happens that we will have a companion on the way, and we will have someone to take care of us when we arrive in Qitian City."

Zi Zhiyang said again.

"it is good!"

When Xuan Yifu and Luo Yongjie heard Zi Zhiyang's words, they immediately replied with a smile.

Xuan Yiyao and Luo Manli also smiled when they heard Zi Zhiyang's words.

Then, Xuan Yifu and the others left.

Zi Zhiyang first invited Su Botao, Patriarch Su, and Patriarch Tu, and after arranging some major events, it was already afternoon, and Zi Zhiyang was the only one left in Jinbi Palace.

[Xiaohong, let's draw a lucky roulette. 】

Zi Zhiyang said to Xiaohong expectantly.

At this moment, he remembered that he had just won a chance to draw a single lucky roulette, and he wanted to draw to see if he could get another god-level prize.

Then, a lucky roulette divided into ten equal parts appeared in Zi Zhiyang's mind, with an arrow on it.

[God-level prizes]: Divine weapon: Bow of Burning Extinction;

Except for the change of this god-level prize, the other prizes are still the same as before.

Immediately afterwards, the arrow turned directly.

"Win another god-level prize!"

Zi Zhiyang stared closely at the spinning arrow and said, he knew that the god-level prize must be the best.

Slowly, the rotation speed of the arrow slowed down, but it just passed the piece of the god-level prize.

"God-level prizes! God-level prizes!"

Zi Zhiyang yelled out, wishing to use his hand to help the arrow speed up, so that it could reach the piece of the god-level prize again.

But in the end, the arrow did not stop at the piece of god-level prizes, but stopped at the piece of eight-star prizes.

"Ugh!"

"However, it's okay to be able to draw eight-star prizes! I've always been curious about what kind of prize this angel warrior is!"

Zi Zhiyang first sighed, then said, and then looked expectantly at the Primordial Universe Ring in his hand.

[Congratulations to the master for winning the eight-star prize: Angel Warrior. 】

[Now call out the Angel Warlord. 】

Xiaohong's voice sounded.

call out!
Immediately afterwards, an angel warrior who spread his wings and radiated holy white light appeared in front of Zi Zhiyang.

White light filled the entire Jinbi Hall, and the entire Jinbi Hall was instantly filled with a sacred aura.

"What an angel!"

With the dissipation of the white light, Zi Zhiyang also saw the appearance of the Angel Warrior, and he couldn't help but exclaim.

White and flawless wings, short blond hair, exquisite facial features, and a pair of light blue eyes like the vast ocean.

Wearing a set of silver-white battle armor, she vividly displayed her curvy figure, holding a silver-white scabbard with a long sword in her left hand.

This is a beautiful woman, slightly better than women like Wu Meiqi and Wu Yueyue, and at the same time gives people a heroic and sacred feeling.

"So strong! And can be male or female!"

Zi Zhiyang exclaimed again, and wiped his eyes in disbelief.

For business, he saw the following message on the head of the angel warrior:
[Angel Spirit Race]: It can be male or female, currently it is female.Will be qualitative at the age of 20.

[Cultivation level]: Sixth level of Wu Zunjing.

[Soul Power]: Holy level 31, the range of spiritual consciousness is five miles.

[Infuriating Qi Attributes]: Infuriating energy of the light department, magic soul master of the light department.

[Qualification]: The supreme divine body of light, one of the hundred great divine bodies in ancient times, has the posture of becoming a god.

The power of the soul from the 31st to the [-]th level is the holy level. At this time, the soul goes out of the body for a short time, perceives the world, has the consciousness, and can see all things within the range of the consciousness.

Zi Zhiyang had read a book about angels in his previous life, but the book said that angels were genderless. He didn't expect that this angel warrior could be male or female, and he would be qualitative when he was 20 years old.

The Angel Warlord fell to the ground smoothly and walked in front of Zi Zhiyang.

She put the long sword on the ground, knelt down on one knee, put her right hand on her chest, and respectfully said:
"See master."

The clear voice is as refreshing as a yellow warbler.

All those drawn on the lucky roulette, as long as they are races or spiritual artifacts, will automatically recognize Zi Zhiyang as the master, and they will be loyal to Zi Zhiyang.

"Get up!"

Zi Zhiyang said.

"Thank you, master."

The angel warrior stood up, standing straight in front of Zi Zhiyang, like a statue.

"What's your name?"

Zi Zhiyang asked.

"nameless."

Angel Warlord replied succinctly.

"Please give me your name."

The angel warrior said again, and then looked at Zi Zhiyang with hopeful eyes.

"Take a name!"

Zi Zhiyang has a headache, he is good at fighting and killing people, even though he has studied for several years, he has never helped people choose names.

"Angel Eldar, white feathers, blue eyes, blond hair..."

"Ling Qinghan, just call Ling Qinghan, how about it?"

Zi Zhiyang racked his brains and thought for a long time, finally thought of a more satisfactory name, and asked.

The angel warrior's eyes lit up, and a smile appeared on his expressionless face.

"Thank you, master, for your name."

"As long as you like it."

Zi Zhiyang smiled and said, it was the first time for him to name someone, and he could see that this angel warrior liked it very much.

"In the future, don't call me master, call me son."

Zi Zhiyang said to Ling Qinghan.

Because Ling Qinghan will definitely follow her in the future, if Ling Qinghan keeps calling him master, Wu Meiqi and Wu Yueyue will definitely be jealous.

"Yes, son."

Ling Qinghan nodded.

"Ling Qinghan, are you really a man or a woman?"

Zi Zhiyang asked curiously, he was very curious about this.

"of course."

Ling Qinghan replied affirmatively.

As if to prove himself, Ling Qinghan flashed white light again in an instant.

After a while, the white light dissipated.

The original Ling Qinghan turned into a very handsome blond man, comparable to Zi Zhiyang.

"Wow! Really!"

Zi Zhiyang looked at this Ling Qinghan carefully, and said in shock.

"Although I like the way I was just now, if the master wants me to maintain the current form, I can also maintain the current form."

Ling Qinghan said helplessly, and her voice became that of a man.

"I just want to see if you are really a man or a woman."

"To be honest, I also like the way you looked just now. And 'Ling Qinghan' is also a girl's name. Your current look doesn't suit you. Change back."

Zi Zhiyang saw that Ling Qinghan didn't like this appearance, and Ling Qinghan said so many words in one breath because of this, and he didn't want Ling Qinghan to do things he didn't like to do.

"it is good."

Ling Qinghan replied happily, and then immediately changed back to the original.

"By the way, can you change your clothes?"

"After all, we are not going to fight, and this is not an army. You are too conspicuous in this armor."

Zi Zhiyang asked.

"No."

Ling Qinghan replied concisely.

"Let's go, I'll take you to see Sister Meiqi and Sister Yueyue, and then ask them to help you find a change of clothes."

Zi Zhiyang said again, and then picked up a box with pastries on the side.

"Young master, let me come."

Ling Qinghan put away the long sword and snatched the two boxes from Zi Zhiyang's hand.

Then the two walked towards Wu Meiqi and Wu Yueyue's bedroom.

(End of this chapter)