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Chapter 84 People from another world

Ancestor of Wenchang.

No, maybe calling him by his name - Murong Rong is more appropriate.

This is a very young and handsome face. From the hair crown to the clothes, everything is exquisite and luxurious. This is no longer the ordinary and pockmarked face at the beginning, but the appearance in the later period when he is about to ascend. He is handsome. , luxurious, like an immortal.

At this time, he was sitting on the dragon's head throne above the main hall, holding a dark green heart-protecting dragon scale in his hand, rubbing his fingertips on it, supporting his head with his other hand, smiling half-smilingly. Look at the two of them.

The silence here is better than the sound.

Not a word was said, full of intimidation.

Qiao Li held his breath. Didn't he ascend 1 years ago?Why are you here at Tianxuanmen?He even became the "Ancestor of Wenchang"? !what is going on?

A string of questions arose in her heart, and she also understood many things.

No wonder……

It turned out to be the case.

The carps, springs, and pavilions in the back garden are the same furnishings as in the memories of the Void Secret Realm.

That's all because - he is Murong Rong.

While the two sides were secretly competing, Lu Yan's nerves suddenly came to her senses and she shouted: "Someone fell!"

His surprised voice bounced around the empty palace several times until it completely disappeared into the silent air. It even sounded a bit ridiculous.

Qiao Li:......

Li Yinqiu:......

Murong Rong:-_-
"Can you please stop saying such stupid things in front of the ancestor?!" Wen Xiaocai bared his teeth, "Can't anyone with a clear eye see this?"

"Oh... then I'll shut up." Lu Yan felt aggrieved.

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Qiao Li's original nervousness was relieved a lot by Lu Yan's operation. She clenched her fists silently and looked calmly at the handsome man above her.

"What? What are you doing here?" Murong Rong was the first to speak, seemingly casually.

Before Qiao Li could speak, Murong Rong, who had been squinting indifferently, seemed to sense something. He suddenly opened his sharp eyes and sat up straighter. His face was full of playfulness and he kept saying: "Interesting" ...Interesting! Hahahahahahahahahahahaha it’s so interesting!”

Qiao Li didn't adapt to his hugely contrasting attitude for a while and chose to remain silent.

Li Yinqiu was naturally speechless until he understood the situation.

The two of them just watched Murong Rong Shen Shen Nao Nao's performance quietly.

Murong Rong talked to himself for a while, stopped, returned to his original position with his head propped up, and chuckled softly: "You two are both interesting people. Looking at it this way, I really can't bear to kill you."

Qiao Li unconsciously put his hand on the scabbard and looked at Murong Rong warily.

She only extracted one meaning from what he just said - that he wanted to kill them.

Of course, she would stop this from happening. Even if she couldn't stop it, she couldn't just do nothing and just wait for him to kill them, so she could delay it as long as she could.

"Forgive me, Ancestor. We just entered the treasure land by mistake. We really disturbed you. We can leave right now. We will never tarnish Ancestor's eyes by staying here."

Qiao Li saluted with an extremely sincere tone.

"Among the three thousand worlds, do you have any gods?" Murong Rong did not express his position, but just asked something completely irrelevant.

Qiao Li understood.Cold sweat broke out in her palms unconsciously, she squeezed the sword in her hand tighter, slowly raised her head, and faced the seemingly young and handsome face: "Ancestor, this disciple doesn't understand what you mean."

"Ha," Murong Rong muttered a voice from his nose that was either disdainful or funny, and stopped rubbing the heart-protecting dragon scales in his hands, "Among so many people here, I'm afraid you are the only one who can understand what I mean. .”

"Otherworlder," he called her.

The moment he shouted, all the hairs on Qiao Li's body stood up.

This was not a test, it turned out that he really knew her identity!
The complex emotions in her heart were turbulent, and she didn't know whether to respond or not. Finally, she pretended to be calm and raised her head: "Why did the ancestor ask the disciple like this?"

She did not directly answer Murong Rong's first question, but instead explained the relationship between the two in order to leave them some room for bargaining. One was the elder and the other was the junior. It would be unjustifiable for the elder to argue with the junior. Besides, He still has this identity.

"Old Ancestor's question is of course justified by Ancestor's. You just need to answer straightforwardly. Why do you ask so many questions?" Lu Yan scolded Qiao Li.

These principles that Wen Xiao had just taught him, he could now use them to teach others.

Only when Lu Yan said it did she realize that it was so satisfying to discipline others!

Thinking of this, he felt dizzy in his heart, and unconsciously started to show off his authority again: "Did you hear that! Answer quickly, don't wait there for a while!"

Li Yinqiu turned his eyes and glanced at him. With just one glance, all Lu Yan's words were blocked in his throat. He could neither swallow nor spit them out. In the end, he could only shut up angrily.

That look was horrible.

Like a beast, he had no doubt that this man would kill him in the next second, because he saw the threat and murderous intent in it.

He was obviously just a disciple in the middle stage of Qi refining, but he didn't dare to look down upon him.

The air returned to its original silence, and no one spoke.

Qiao Li was still waiting for Murong Rong's answer. He didn't dare to leave the scabbard of his sword for a moment, for fear that he would attack if he didn't pay attention.

After a while, Murong Rong moved.

He raised his eyes, not even using any formulas or gestures, just a thought in his mind, and the spell took shape.

It was at this moment that Qiao Li's sword was thrown away, followed by Li Yinqiu's pouch containing the Yu Gong Bell of the Carp Clan and the Haina Baichuan Bottle containing Gan Holy Water.

It's over, it's over.These two big words flashed across Qiao Li's mind.

There is a huge disparity in strength between the two sides. In a head-to-head confrontation, they have no chance of winning and will only suffer.

Murong Rong raised a finger, and the Yu Gong Bell on the ground flew out in a perfect arc and landed accurately in his hand.

"Let me ask you, are there gods in the world you live in? People from other worlds."

Qiao Li shook his head, nodded again, and explained: "I have never seen any real gods, but we have many legends and myths about gods. If you want to know more about this, ancestor, I can explain it to you. "

"Legends and myths?" Murong Rong half-opened his eyes, "You mean, maybe there are, or maybe not?"

"..." Qiao Li answered bravely, "Yes..."

"It's boring, it turns out it's just a low-level world." Murong Rong's tone was unavoidable with disdain.

Qiao Li rolled her eyes in her heart when she heard this, but it was difficult to refute her directly.

Yes, it is true that the Blue Star she is in cannot cultivate immortals, but they can use technology to achieve the same or even better effects than spells, so she does not feel that her original world is a low-level world, but the way of "cultivating immortals" is out of sync. That’s all.

　It is now 9:15 in the morning on September 01th...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)