Young Master Yun

In the blue sky, two long white clouds drifted by by chance, and the lush forest below, it seemed that everything was full of vitality.

A divine dragon from the east swept across the sky, leaving a long white trail in the air.

On Xiao Jin's body, Yun Hao was sitting cross-legged and practicing.Behind him, there are more than 100 direct descendants of the Fang family. These boys and girls are silent like cicadas at the moment, for fear that if they say something wrong, they will be thrown down by that demon-like young man.

"Senior Ghost, where are we?" Qiao'er, who had recovered a bit, stood on Xiaojin's head and asked Gui Xiangtian.

Gui Xiangtian squinted his eyes and guessed: "This place has not been affected by monsters yet, it should be near Tenglong City."

Tenglong City, the largest city on the Zhongzhou mainland, is also the seat of the royal family of the Tenglong Empire.

This city is not only the gathering point of economy, culture, and politics on the Zhongzhou Continent, but also the location of the peak military power of the entire empire.

The current Soaring Dragon City is full of experts from all over the world.

Among them are some blond-haired and blue-eyed Westerners. The only purpose of these people here is to prevent the monsters outside from breaking through the lock tower and releasing the terrifying monsters inside.

Tenglong City, in the palace.

A grand banquet is being held, and countless powerful people have been invited to participate in this banquet. In fact, everyone understands that attending the banquet is only in name, and the most important thing is to discuss how to keep the demon lock tower.

The host of the banquet, Emperor Mitt, was wearing a luxurious golden dragon robe at the moment, walking among the tables with a smile on his face.

He was nearly fifty years old, and some gray hair appeared on his sideburns, but this did not affect the vigorous feeling he brought to people.

Halfway through the banquet, Mitt walked to the highest platform covered with red carpet.

In front of him is a tall magic crystal microphone. This kind of microphone is famous for amplifying human voice several times by consuming magic core energy. It is the favorite of some orators and kings.

Mitt cleared his throat and pressed his hand to signal: "Everyone, please be quiet. At the banquet, Lord Wu Zun, one of the leaders of the Justice League, has something to say."

Wu Zun, one of the few strong sword masters on the mainland, is also the contemporary head of Shangtian Palace.

The chaotic people below immediately quieted down, they all knew what kind of identity Wu Zun was.

Under everyone's gaze, an unattractive old man walked onto the stage. There were even some patches on the old man's clothes, which made him look very shabby.

However, among the eyes of the crowd below, none dared to show contempt.When a person's strength reaches a high enough level, his taste can even affect other people.

With a warm smile on his face, the old man looked no different from a normal old man.

It's just that as soon as he spoke, the smile on his face disappeared, replaced by an unprecedented seriousness: "The main purpose of bringing everyone here today is not to participate in the banquet, but to let everyone discuss how to eradicate the monster clan. "

As soon as the voice fell, a part of the lower part couldn't help whispering.

Someone shouted: "Master Wu Zun, we must do our best to keep the Demon Locking Tower, and we have no ability to deal with the remnants of monsters scattered everywhere." [

Someone else said: "Lord Wu Zun, the demon-locking tower has been crumbling these two days. Once the demon-locking tower collapses, the entire plane will suffer from their disaster."

"Lord Wu Zun, we don't have enough people!"

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These words do not mean that the current Justice League does not have the slightest advantage.It may fall apart at any time.

Allies of the Justice League, apparently, are not optimistic about the future.

The old man smiled faintly, and said: "Everyone just needs to guard the Demon Locking Tower for a month, and we will have another way to eliminate them in the Heavenly Palace, so I will trouble everyone here."

"Wu Zun, do you want to run away when you go to Tiangong?" A middle-aged man in a loose robe asked coldly.

Wu Zun glanced at him and knew that he was a representative of the Western Dragon Clan. He said with a smile, "Of course not. Most of the disciples of Shangtian Palace are still here. I just need a few core people to help me find a weapon."

"Weapon? What weapon?" asked the Western Pope, who was wearing a golden mage robe.

"Haha, this weapon of mine has the hope of eradicating the monster clan, but it must be kept secret now, and everyone will know when the time comes." Wu Zun said very mysteriously.

After saying some words of encouragement on the stage, Wu Zun retreated and came to a long and narrow passage.

A black figure has long been waiting there.

"How is it? Are everyone ready?" Wu Zun asked in a deep voice.

"Master Wu Zun, the fifty high-end disciples who are good at tracking and investigation are all ready, ready to go to the northern continent to look for that weapon at any time." Heiying respectfully clasped his fists and said.

Wu Zun nodded, waved his hand and said: "Remember, your whereabouts are absolutely confidential, and you must protect his safety with that 'weapon'."

"Subordinates understand." Heiying clasped his fists together again, retreating into the shadows and disappearing.

In the long and narrow passageway, only Wu Zun's lonely figure was left. He sighed and murmured: "Three years ago, I taught you the "Sacred Canon of the Medicine King". The method to completely cut off the monsters and beasts, I am afraid we can only rely on him."

If Yun Hao was present now, he would definitely be able to recognize that this poorly dressed guy who looked like a beggar was the old beggar who changed his destiny three years ago.

However, Yunhao didn't know what happened here. After several days of traveling, he finally saw the tall city wall of Tenglong City. A towering black tower.

Of the two, one is where the Heavenly Palace is located, and the other is where the world's demons gather, and between them is Tenglong City, the most prosperous city in Ulan Continent.

Xiao Jin's posture was too eye-catching. For safety reasons, Yun Hao and others stopped early a hundred miles outside the city.

Under the astonished eyes of a child of the Fang family, Xiao Jin shrunk into a small strip and slipped into Yun Hao's cuff. [

Yun Hao turned around and said in a cold voice: "From today onwards, I will have no relationship with you. There should be some elders from your Fang family in this Tenglong City. Go find them yourself."

After finishing speaking, he took Qiao'er and flew towards Tenglong City with Gui Xiangtian.

In Tenglong City at this moment, although it cannot be said that there are as many sword spirits as stars, they can be seen everywhere on the street.Occasionally someone flies across the sky, and people are not surprised.

Wu Zun himself did not expect that the person he was looking for came here by himself.

Due to Yunhao's recovery and nourishment of fighting spirit these days, Qiao'er's body is no longer in serious trouble, and because of Xiaojin's backing of the Fang family's children along the way, the two of them talked very little.

After getting rid of more than 100 people in the Fang family, Qiaoer herself was relieved. Somehow, when Fang Tiantian revealed the reason why she was left in the family and enjoyed the treatment of a high-ranking princess, she had a feeling for her family in her heart. A bottomless estrangement, this kind of estrangement is obviously difficult to eliminate in this life.

Holding Yun Hao tightly with her arms, Qiao Er felt a little more secure in her heart.

Without Qiao'er from the family, all he has is Yunhao.

Suddenly, a beggar on the street attracted Yunhao's attention, his eyes lit up immediately, and he walked towards the beggar.

Gui Xiangtian was stunned for a moment, and then followed. Yun Hao's target naturally attracted his attention, but after a random sweep, Gui Xiangtian couldn't help but feel a shock in his heart.

"A strong sword master?! This beggar is actually a strong sword master!"

Yun Hao walked up to the beggar, and the beggar also noticed Yun Hao, and after a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, he was filled with joy and excitement.

"It's you?" the beggar greeted cheerfully.

Yun Hao nodded and said, "That's right, it's me."

"The past two years have been good, right?" the old beggar asked with a half-smile.

Yun Hao smiled wryly: "Although there are many difficulties, it is not bad, at least it is much better than before."

This is true, without the "Sacred Canon of the Medicine King" given to him by the beggar, he would still be just a waste now.

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Sorry, the setting error caused the update to be late, and I apologize for the third update today.