Uncrowned Evil Emperor

The old man had sword-browed star-eyed eyes and a dignified appearance. Even though he was old, he still exuded a refined aura. He stood there tall and straight like a green pine, and a pure aura blocked Zhai Ji's hostility in an instant.

Blocked by Xing Runsong's aura, Zhai Ji's complexion changed, and a few hints of displeasure flashed through his slender snake eyes, but he quickly covered it up.In recent years, the Yunshahai Mansion has secretly grown its power and needs countless pills. The Spirit Race happens to have a special preference for pills, and the craftsmanship is also extremely skilled. Inside the Spirit Race, there are pills from top to bottom everywhere. Among them, Xing Runsong has the highest state. In order to obtain the cooperation of the spirit race, Zhai Ji tried many ways to transplant the three-crystal lotus algae that can only be found in the deep sea into the Yunsha River. Algae won the cooperation of the Eldar.

But even so, the kind-hearted and withdrawn spirit clan still can't sincerely regard the brutal and tyrannical sea clan as friends, and now the only thing that can maintain the relationship between them is the tens of thousands of three-crystal lotus algae in this area.

"Brother Xing, I haven't seen you for half a year." Zhai Ji said with a half-smile.

Xing Runsong elegantly put his hands behind his back, and said with a peaceful smile: "Yes, just now, the Purple Spirit Envoy offended me so much, please forgive me, Palace Master Zhai."

"Oh, it's nothing, I just want to find Brother Xing to catch up with the past when I have some free time, Zhai..."

Just as Zhai Ji wanted to express his intention of coming, he took this opportunity to look for the boy who knew the Sacred Seal of Dragon Martial Arts inside the Spirit Clan, but he was interrupted by Xing Runsong before he finished speaking.

"I'm really sorry, it's really inconvenient to greet Palace Master Zhai while the Japanese clan is holding a sacrificial ceremony. If it's convenient, please come back in three days."

"Sacrifice in the clan?"

The Spirit Clan inherits the power of nature. The Spirit Emperor used to be blessed with good fortune and worshiped the god of thousands of creatures, so the Spirit Clan would often perform some sacrificial activities, but what Zhai Ji wondered was whether there were too many sacrificial activities in the Spirit Clan Why is it that whenever I have something to do, the Spirit Race is offering sacrifices?

Zhai Ji squinted his eyes showing various expressions of disbelief, but he knew very well in his heart that in terms of his own strength, he was on par with Xing Runsong, and in terms of overall strength, although the Evening Star Spirit Clan was not as numerous as the Sea Clan army, they were also He was not a good character. If he really forced his way in, it would not only destroy the years of cooperation, but he would not even have the slightest chance of finding him out of the Evening Star Forest.

The cold eyes slightly retracted, and Zhai Ji quickly came over from his displeasure, laughed twice and said: "What did Brother Xing say, since it is inconvenient, then forget it, anyway, that kid from the human race is not What important person, so Zhai Ji will leave first, oh, by the way, if brother Xing finds someone suspicious, please pay attention to him, Zhai will be very grateful."

"Naturally, brother Zhai, go slowly." Xing Runsong smiled and nodded.

Watching the hundreds of Sea Clan troops receding like a tide, Feng Jueyu, who was hiding behind the tree, finally heaved a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the old man came in time, otherwise a fight would have been inevitable.

But the old man didn't leave, and it was not convenient for Feng Jueyu to come out, so he leaned against the tree and eavesdropped on Xing Runsong and the others. After listening for a while, Feng Jueyu broke out in cold sweat.

"Patriarch, Bingyan decides on her own, and I ask the patriarch to punish her." Yi Bingyan said apologetically.

Xing Runsong waved his hand, and interrupted with a smile: "Wufang, since you are a friend of the Purple Spirit Envoy, you are a friend of the Spirit Race."

"Xingying, Xingyu, don't talk about what happened today, tell the clansman who guards the entrance of the clan border, cheer up these few days, and don't let the Hai clan people sneak in."

Said, Xing Runsong signaled Yi Bingyan to go back to the clan with him, and when he was about to pass by the big tree where Feng Jueyu was hiding, Xing Runsong stopped and said with a smile: "Friends of the human race, you can come out."

"The one who dares to love has already discovered himself." Feng Jueyu touched his nose in embarrassment, stood up from the ground with his hands propped up, went around behind the tree, and clasped his fists resentfully: "Junior Feng Jueyu has seen stars Patriarch."

"Hehe, you don't need to be too polite. People of the Spirit Race are withdrawn by nature. They don't have many friends. The Yizi Spirit Envoy can take care of Your Excellency in the Ruowu Continent. You can also be regarded as the benefactor of my Spirit Race. Come on, let's talk inside." .”

This old man is extraordinarily approachable, and his gestures give people a good impression that he wants to get close. From what he said, it seems that Yi Bingyan has not concealed her experience in the Taixuan Continent, and her name has long been known by this old man.

He sneaked a glance at Yi Bingyan. This stunning beauty is not as cold and ruthless as before. In fact, it is conceivable that after finding her home, she may be a lot more cheerful.

"Then I will be disrespectful." Feng Jueyu greeted and walked on the right side of Xing Runsong.

Walking along the forest into the star-studded spirit clan territory, Feng Jueyu's eyes were opened, and only then did he understand what it means to be so big and full of wonders.The largest tree in the Evening Star Forest is a towering tree called the Evening Star Pine, which stretches for dozens of miles and covers the sky, with no end in sight. From the inside, the Evening Star Forest is always like a tree, whether it is night or day. As charming as the bright galaxy.

And what is more here is the countless spiritual grasses and elixir. Walking casually on the muddy land, what you smell is more fragrant and intoxicating. All kinds of flowers and plants are competing to bloom. As a second-rank alchemist of Ziyan, Feng Jueyu can feel the unique aroma of medicinal materials from the grasses everywhere.

"That's right, it's a paradise."

As he walked, Feng Jueyu couldn't help admiring.

Xing Runsong chuckled, and looked sideways at Feng Jueyu's eyes: "Xanadu? This analogy is really apt. I think you are also a well-read poet, talented, talented."

"Khan, this is a high talent? In our place, only a kid who has studied for a few years can know how to quote." Feng Jueyu was ashamed.

Going all the way, a more magnificent scene appeared. After passing through the Evening Star Forest to the depths, a tribe territory composed of countless towering Evening Star Pines appeared in the field of vision, and the big trees covering the sky were all dug out , forming tree holes that can be used by the spirit race people. These tree holes are placed on high or low ground. A huge evening star pine that can't be surrounded by dozens of people is very eye-catching.

The vines wrapped around the old pine are tangled and messy, but if you look closely, you can find that they are like ties connecting every tree-hole house in the ethnic group. , even a doll with low martial arts can come and go up and down quickly, which is ingenious.

Those ties are covered with shiny and silver-like fruits, the fruits are crystal clear, shining like night pearls.

This time there is no need for Feng Jueyu to open his mouth, Xing Runsong said with his hands behind his back: "The ancient Muxing pine has existed since the Tianyuan period. Since the Dragon Emperor created the grand picture world, there are not many real ancient Muxing pine left. The living place of the clan must rely on the evening star ancient pine, here, that one, it has a history of more than 4000 years, the evening star fruit borne by the ancient pine is the root of our clan, the spirit race uses the evening star fruit extract as a medicine It can keep the fetus safe."

Briefly introduced the root of the existence of the Spirit Race, Xing Runsong did not regard Feng Jueyu as an outsider, the two walked and chatted, Feng Jueyu said in astonishment: "Then if someone has no intentions and just destroys the ancient pine, wouldn't it lead to The destruction of the spirit race?"

"It can be said that." It was related to the survival of the spirit race, but Xing Runsong acted extremely calmly.

Feng Jueyu smiled and didn't answer, walking down the road, the more he walked, the more he went wrong. When he raised his head, he realized that the spirit tribe people around him were all looking at him with strange eyes. When they broke into Evening Star Forest, Xingying and Xingyu's eyes were equally full of hostility.

Xing Runsong seemed to have noticed the abnormality too, but he didn't explain it, he just turned around and said with a smile: "Little friend must be tired after traveling all the way, why don't you go to rest early, tomorrow morning, I will let Yi Ziling send you away .”

"Xingyu, I heard that there is still a spare room in your tree house. Let Mr. Feng come to rest at your home tonight." He said and turned to Xingyu behind him. Eyes, nose like a gallbladder, long pointed ears, he is a very handsome man.

There are about dozens of people in the Spirit Race group, and all of them have outstanding appearance without exception, which may be the characteristics of the Spirit Race people, so in the Spirit Race, appearance is not so important, what is important is strength.

This Xingyu's strength is mediocre and he has only been around the Tianwu rank so far, so he is naturally an ordinary to ordinary clansman.

Called by Xing Runsong, Xingyu didn't dare not listen, but he looked at the faces of the surrounding clansmen and stood there awkwardly: "Patriarch, this..."

"What? Are you in trouble?" Xing Runsong frowned with his old brows like pine trees and willows, and said displeasedly.

As a guest, he naturally asked the guest to do as he pleases, Feng Jueyu didn't say anything, but he roughly guessed what the reason was.

At the beginning, the Dragon Emperor crazily trapped the leaders of the Twelve Royal Clans in the Wuchen Crystal. Since then, the human race has become the target of public criticism. The Sea Clan is like this, and the Spirit Clan is probably not far behind. If it is not for Yi Bingyan's Friends, it is estimated that Xing Runsong will not be nosy, but will help Zhai Ji send himself back to Yunsha Haifu, what else can he say?

If you want to blame it, you can blame the Dragon Emperor for doing stupid things that are thankless.

Ugh!

"Let him live with me." Suddenly, Yi Bingyan spoke, but when she finished speaking, a pair of eyes with strange eyes cast towards her, and even if there was no ghost in Yi Bingyan's heart, She couldn't help blushing a little.

"This... I don't want it." Feng Jueyu also scratched in embarrassment. The lonely man and the widow are in the same room, and it's not a big deal.

Unexpectedly, Yi Bingyan glared at him, and shouted: "You are afraid that if I eat you, you will fail."

"Uh!"

At this moment, a dissatisfied voice came over: "Let him go to my place."

Note to readers:

The first update on the 28th.