Unparalleled in the world: the princess is too arrogant

Chapter 710 Handwritten letter! (1)
Moreover, after going out, he has not left the surroundings. Now that the Dark Illusory Hall has sunk, what is the young master doing in such a hurry?Make sure it's gone, or do you want to remember it?The young man in Tsing Yi was tangled in his thoughts, he seemed to understand, but he didn't seem to understand.

Ouyang Qianze hummed lightly, then nodded slightly towards Lou Junyan and the others opposite, "The young master of this book will leave first, and take my leave."

"Okay." Ling Wushuang chuckled.

"go!"

Ouyang Qianze turned around and waved her sleeves, her black hair was flowing, and her snow clothes fluttered gracefully in the dark air around her.

Suddenly, he who had just turned around paused slightly, as if thinking of something, he slowly turned his head, and the shadows around him slanted across his thick eyelashes, casting a row of shallow lines on his Yuehua eyelids. phantom.

Qing Lie's words were like rain hitting celadon, "You have a lot of things in your hands, but unfortunately, I also have one in your hands."

After leaving such a sentence, Ouyang Qianze's figure flashed and disappeared in front of the two of them in a stream of light. Behind him, more than a dozen lights and shadows followed him and left.

"Is it a Hongmeng treasure?" Ling Wushuang and Lou Junyan looked at each other, and immediately understood the meaning of Ouyang Qianze's words.

Of the Grandmist Seven Treasures, except for the last Supreme Treasure, five of them have been born.

Qianliqianteng, Ice Scepter, Locking Tower, and Shenlong Cauldron are all in the hands of Ling Wushuang. Only they know this, but Sui Houzhu disappeared with the death of the White Deer King. What Ouyang Qianze said It must be Jiaxuanbi!
"All six items are ready!" After Ling Wushuang finished speaking, his expression turned slightly cold.

However, the Sui Hou Zhu did not know where to end, and the Tomb of Heaven did not know when it would appear in their sight again. The most important thing was, what did the old man mean by not being able to move that supreme treasure casually?
"Let it be." Lou Junyan said a few words in a hoarse voice.

Ling Wushuang leaned into Lou Junyan's arms a little tiredly, tapped his forehead on his chest, and lamented a little bit dumbfoundingly, "It's a waste of work."

Lou Junyan hooked his thin lips, couldn't help but chuckled, and said helplessly, "I've already got a lot of things in my hands."

"That's true." Ling Wushuang coughed dryly, reached out and rubbed his nose embarrassingly.

The most important treasure was only a phantom, and there were a lot of miscellaneous things, but I got a lot of them.

Seeing the gleam in Ling Wu's eyes, Lou Junyan smiled hoarsely, but shook his head silently.

"It seems that among the ancient forces, not everyone knows the secret of the tomb in the sky." Ling Wushuang raised his head from Lou Junyan's arms, turned his eyes to Ouyang Qianze's direction, and shook his head repeatedly while speaking , "It is estimated that there are only a handful of people who know these things."

"Furthermore, from the perspective of my subordinates, even these people from the ancient forces covet the last supreme treasure!" Yunchen smiled faintly, "I just don't know why that silver-robed old man has such an attitude."

It looks like he is very concerned about the last treasure, but it is not the kind of concern that wants to keep it for himself, but the kind of protection that does not want everyone to get close to it.

Lou Junyan hummed lightly, and just said, "The identity of the old man is not simple."

"Yes." Yunchen sighed, "Even Ouyang Qianze is respectful to that venerable."

Ouyang Qianze should be the core figure in Fengxuejiancheng, but he is quite afraid of that old man.

"Wushuang." Lou Junyan suddenly called out to the people around him.

When Ling Wushuang let out a soft ah and looked over suspiciously, Lou Junyan smiled lightly and said, "Do you think that old man's weird and stubborn temper looks a bit like a person?"

"Ah?" Ling Wushuang was confused, a little confused, so he searched carefully in his mind.

Although she hasn't been in contact for a long time, she does know a little bit about it. This strange old man has a convulsion indirectly. He really likes to drill down on words. , I can't pry his mouth open with a shovel...

Like a person...like what?Yi Xiong?Father?or who?He is not so exaggerated.

"I know such a superb product?" Ling Wushuang scratched his head lightly with his fingertips.

Lou Junyan's sharp-edged handsome face froze strangely, and then he chuckled, "Just talking."

"princess!"

Just when Ling Wushuang wanted to ask again, accompanied by an urgent cry, a figure came quickly from afar.

"What's the matter?" Yunchen was the first to go up to meet him, isn't this the person they stayed in Sunset City.

Ling Wushuang was startled, "What's wrong?"

Could it be that grandpa and the others had an accident?

"Princess, Mr. Ling ordered that the concubine go back quickly." The black shadow quickly stood in front of Lou Junyan and Ling Wushuang, and when Ling Wushuang showed a look of murder, he said quickly, "It seems to say , Wangfei's father has news!"

Turning around, the news came really suddenly.

"What?" Ling Wushuang opened her mouth, and surprise burst out of her eyes.

Could it be that father is back!

The vast and vast forest is lush and lush.

Sunset City, City Lord's Mansion.

"Lord!"

The woman in white flew down, and the five pairs of flaming wings on her back disappeared with the wind. Before the disciples guarding the gate could greet her, Ling Wushuang turned into a white shadow and passed by, rushing into the gate impatiently.

A few more figures landed on the ground, and Yun Chen, who arrived a while later, followed closely behind.

It's just that when they left, they found a little movement in the quiet place of the Dark Illusion Hall and the surroundings. Lou Junyan, Jian Nu and others stopped for a while, and Ling Wushuang was anxious, so he rushed back quickly.

City Lord's Mansion, [-] meters north of the main hall, cigarettes curled up in the huge study room, it was as quiet as a companion.

Ling Qingtian put one hand on the desk in front of him, his face was calm, Ling Moqiu sat in a position below, his expression was unpredictable, but he had obviously calmed down.

The two remained silent, thoughtful, as if they were waiting for something.

"Grandpa, fourth uncle!"

Ling Wushuang rushed into the study like a gust of breeze. She had already stood firmly in front of the desk in the middle, but the door of the study was still shaking as it opened and closed.

"Wushuang." Old Master Ling and Ling Moqiu quickly got up from their seats.

Ling Wushuang closed the door as if waving his sleeves, exhaled a foul breath, and quickly calmed down the excitement in his heart.

There were ripples in her black eyes, and she looked at Mr. Ling, and looked around while talking, "Is it news from my father? What's going on?"

(End of this chapter)