The Sovereign of the Nine Realms

Chapter 4362 The Historian
Historian

Shi Nongtian was stunned for a moment, and asked suspiciously: "Has the Lord Tian Cang come?"

"No?" Ling Hantian frowned slightly, then shook his head.

When the two were talking, they had already arrived at the entrance, and Ling Hantian stepped forward to check on the four daughters of plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum who were still asleep.

Then he gave instructions to Shi Nongtian: "Shi Nongtian, send them back to Tiancang City."

The four girls fainted because they were affected by the artistic conception emanating from the power of the emperor's corpse, so they just need to stay away.

Of course, if they were allowed to sleep here forever, maybe they could only live in a dream forever.

"Don't worry, Mr. Ling, I promise to send them back safely." Shi Nongtian clapped his hands and promised.

Hearing this, Ling Hantian nodded in satisfaction, then walked out of the space-time passage and came to the forest outside.

He glanced around, but he didn't know where the master of heaven had gone.

But Ling Hantian didn't intend to track down the ruler of Tiancang.

The historian was in the south of Yunzhou City, Ling Hantian galloped all the way, and it took about half a day to arrive outside the city where the Shi clan was located.

Zongyun City!
In the distance, a huge city stands, and its name is marked on the top of the city gate. It is the Shijia Zongyun City.

"This Zongyun City is really lively. It seems that there is some happy event?"

Ling Hantian stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes kept flashing figures, all of them came from all directions and entered Zongyun City.

"what?"

When Ling Hantian was about to enter Zongyun City, he suddenly saw a familiar figure.

Jiang Xingyun couldn't help being stunned for a moment, and then shouted at the man, "Miss Xiahou, why are you here?"

Xia Houying!
The familiar figure Ling Hantian saw was none other than Xia Houying.

Although Xia Houying's beauty and temperament are not comparable to beauties like Shi Rourou, it can be regarded as a rare beauty in the world.

She was wearing a light green long dress, and the two strands of hair falling on her forehead made her already gentle temperament even more outstanding.

Hearing Ling Hantian's shout, Xia Houying also stopped, and after seeing Ling Hantian, a look of joy flashed in his eyes.

"Master Ling, are you coming to Shi Tianfeng's wedding too?"

As she spoke, she had already flashed in front of Ling Hantian, and Ling Hantian suddenly felt a gust of fragrant wind blowing towards his face.

"The historian's wedding? Who is the bride?"

Ling Hantian narrowed his eyes slightly, and he had already guessed something in his heart.

Xia Houying was a little surprised, but still replied: "It is Mr. Ling, your old acquaintance Shi Lingfeng. I heard that this time it is a marriage between the two families."

Ling Hantian nodded his head, thinking that this historian is really weird, the woman he snatched was so grandiose to hold a wedding.

The two walked towards the city side by side, Xia Houying said with emotion as they walked, "At first I thought that Mr. Ling and Shi Lingfeng would become a good story, but I didn't want the flowers to fall outside the Temple of the King of God. I heard that the Shi family is very generous and the dowry is very generous." rich."

"I still don't know what happened to Shi Lingfeng and I, but today's historian's happy event, I'm afraid it will become a trivial matter." Ling Hantian smiled lightly.

Shi Lingfeng stopped suddenly, looked left and right, and then said softly: "Young Master Ling, don't mess around when you are alone, this historian is not an ordinary family."

Obviously, even Xia Houying knew that Ling Hantian and Cangxuan Dao had a good relationship, but now that Ling Hantian was alone, if he died here, even if someone took revenge, it would be useless.

Ling Hantian smiled nonchalantly, he had already arrived in the city in the blink of an eye, and then went straight to the historian.

The historian's mansion was built in the center of Zongyun City, in a huge mansion with an area of ​​one million mu of land.

As a first-class family in Yunzhou, the historian's network is deeply rooted.

Shi Tianfeng is the young patriarch of the historian family. He held a wedding and came to court from all directions.

Ling Hantian and Xia Houying arrived outside the Shijia Mansion. The place was crowded with people, and there was a long queue, and they were only allowed to enter after delivering the invitations.

"Young Master Ling, are you really determined to do that?"

Xia Houying looked at Ling Hantian worriedly, struggling in her heart.

She wanted to help Ling Hantian, but her own cultivation was really low, and she couldn't make much trouble in this historian.

Ling Hantian said with a faint smile: "As entrusted by others, we should go in first for matters of loyalty."

He didn't intend to rush to kill him, after all, he would startle the snake, and he simply waited for the historian to send the bride out.

Xia Houying delivered the invitation, and the two safely entered the spacious Shi Mansion, followed the bluestone-paved road all the way to the wedding venue.

In the wide square, there are at least 1 desks, on which are filled with spiritual fruits and fine wines that are usually hard to see.

"Our location is over there."

As Xia Houying entered the square, Ling Hantian looked around, while Xia Houying beside him pulled him forward.

Going straight to the frontmost position, Xia Houying stopped at the second desk on the left and invited Ling Hantian to take a seat.

"Hehe, Xiahou's niece is also here, why doesn't your father come?"

Just as the two sat down, an old voice came from the side.

Ling Hantian looked over, it was an old man in gray robe.

Beside the gray-robed old man stood a young man in Tsing Yi.

Unfortunately, at this moment, the young man was looking at Ling Hantian with hostile eyes.

"It turns out that Uncle Tie, my father has realized something not long ago, and now he is retreating, so the little girl had to come here."

Xia Houying smiled at the old man, and then whispered in Ling Hantian's ear: "He is the head of the Tie family in Cangzhou, the Iron Fist Emperor."

"Oh?" Ling Hantian nodded slightly, and at the same time looked at the hand of the old man who just raised the wine glass without any trace, and that hand was actually the color of black iron.

"Humph!"

While Ling Hantian was sizing up the old man, he suddenly trembled, a thunderous snort sounded in his ears, and his mind buzzed.

However, Ling Hantian quickly recovered.

The old guy actually attacked him just now.

Fortunately, he was not hurt because of his deep background, but this made him really angry.

"Hehe, niece Xiahou, who is the young man next to you?"

There was also a strange look in the old man's eyes.

According to his estimation, Ling Hantian probably had to be a vegetable talent at that time, but the situation was completely unexpected.

Xia Houying didn't know that the old man attacked Ling Hantian, so he smiled and said: "His name is Ling Hantian, and he has been kind to me several times. Uncle Tie should have heard his name."

"What? Ling Hantian, that guy who killed Jian Yuanzi!"

The Iron Fist Emperor trembled in fright, and looked at Ling Hantian in shock.

He didn't expect to meet this person here.

With the end of Cangxuan's experience, Ling Hantian's name naturally became louder.

Especially those battles in the Jiufeng Pagoda at dusk.

It has already spread throughout the Triangle Ancient Region, even Tianyan Universe.

Of course, the most frightening thing is the rumor that this person's relationship with Cang Xuan Dao has reached the point where Cang Xuan Dao doesn't care about the hatred of his disciples.

(End of this chapter)