Aotian the evil king

Feeling the yin and yang in Zhang Shuo's words, Li Yuchen didn't bother to explain anything, and the slight smile on the corner of his mouth disappeared unconsciously.

"The three are my saviors. The defense of the capital this time depends entirely on the three young heroes. This is not a place to talk. How about going back to the palace to recharge your batteries?" King Moro rolled his eyes, He also saw that Zhang Shuo and the two seemed to dislike Li Yuchen. Hearing the conversation of the three just now, it seemed that the boy who had just arrived had a background.In his speech and demeanor, King Moluo became more eager to Li Yuchen.

"Junior Brother Li is the direct disciple of Master Feng of the tomb of my Cold Spirit Sect. This time guarding the capital, my two brothers are just a foil, and I mainly rely on Junior Brother Li." Zhang Shuo smiled lukewarmly. He smiled, gave Zhang Biao a look, turned around and walked towards the palace.

"This... Li Shaoxia, do you see?" Mo Luo Wang's eyes flashed displeasure at Zhang Shuo and Zhang Shuo's performance, he turned his head, and smiled bitterly at Li Yuchen, the meaning in his eyes was self-evident.

Li Yuchen understands that what he means is that you are all the masters of the Cold Spirit Sect, and my Moluo Kingdom will not survive day and night, and it all depends on you.Sir, I can't afford to offend anyone.At this time, you guys are having internal strife, what should I do in the Moro Kingdom?

"Hehe, Lord, you are worrying too much. Since the two senior brothers have accepted the mission from the sect, they have rushed to help from thousands of miles away. Naturally, they take this matter seriously. If Moro falls, their mission will be over. It means failure, which no one wants to see." Li Yuchen chuckled and explained a few words, and King Moro was slightly relieved.

"That's good, that's good. Li Shaoxia, the survival of our Moro Kingdom depends entirely on you." While leading Li Yuchen towards the palace, King Moro gritted his teeth and took out a coin engraved with The ring with mysterious patterns looked at the backs of Zhang Shuo and the two in front of him, and slipped it into Li Yuchen's hands without any trace.

"Lord Moro, who is this?" Li Yuchen pinched the ring that King Moro handed over, looked down, his eyelids twitched, and he said in a voice transmission in a puzzled voice.

Although King Moro was busy with state affairs, he did not lag behind in his cultivation, especially the frequent wars. Even though he respected him as the lord of a country, he did not dare to slack off in the slightest.After more than 20 years of practice, he has also reached the stage of the late stage of the third level of spiritual training, barely able to achieve the step of forcing the line to transmit sound.

"Li Shaoxia, this is a storage ring. This storage ring and the little things inside are a gift from me to Li Shaoxia. If I can keep Mo Luo this time, I will thank you very much afterwards!" Seeing that Li Yuchen asked this question in a voice transmission method, King Moro was overjoyed and quickly replied.

"Storage ring? What a great handicraft of King Moro!" Hearing the words "storage ring", Li Yuchen was startled, and put away the small ring in his hand without any trace, and he couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

The storage ring, according to the records on the Mausoleum Peak, is a storage tool with its own space.Even the smallest storage ring can only be made by a craftsman of green rank or above.Because of this, storage rings can only be owned by those who are powerful, or the core figures of big families and sects.

The smallest storage ring has a space of one foot, even if it is so, its value is as high as ten thousand low-grade spirit stones.

"My lord, you are too polite. Yu Chen will definitely go all out to guard Moro this time." The so-called cannibalism is soft-spoken, but short-handed.After accepting such a generous gift from King Moro, Li Yuchen made another voice transmission and made his promise.

Even if he contributed points to the three thousand sects, he would definitely go all out.The value of this generous gift from Mo Luo has surpassed the reward from the Cold Spirit Sect in some aspects. As a result, Li Yuchen is more interested in this mission.

"In that case, I would like to thank Li Shaoxia." King Moro was overjoyed at once, he was able to get Li Yuchen's promise, and he had achieved his goal of giving away this storage ring through gritted teeth.

Far from being stupid, Moro was also very smart.The personal disciple of the peak master of the Cold Lingzong, what a noble status, compared to him, I don't know how many times he is respected.Although Li Yuchen looked very young, after all his status was there, even if his own strength was poor, he must have other means to save his life.Even, it may not necessarily be guarded by masters in the dark.

Taking a ten thousand step back, even if the Moluo country is finally broken, if Li Yuchen can be connected, his royal family will have a slight chance of being spared.

It was precisely because of these considerations that King Moro reluctantly gave away this storage ring.In a hundred years, the Moro royal family only saved three storage rings.

Of course, Li Yuchen didn't know that Mo Luo Wang had thought so much in an instant.He suppressed the excitement in his heart and forced a drop of blood from his fingertips into the storage ring, and a feeling of connectedness came from the storage ring instantly.

This is a storage ring with a space of two feet in radius. There are some middle-grade spirit stones neatly placed inside. There is nothing else except the first time.

Li Yuchen made a little calculation, and there are at least a hundred middle-grade spirit stones in the storage ring.

"This King Moro is too generous. He gave such a generous gift as soon as he made a move. Tsk tsk tsk... It really is that a skinny camel is bigger than a horse. Although Moro has reached this point now, it has been in business for hundreds of years. The royal family should not be underestimated." Li Yuchen was secretly startled, glanced at King Moro's back indistinctly, lightly rubbed the inconspicuous storage ring on the little finger of his left hand and said to himself in his heart.