Chapter 582
Because, this ancient Japanese|bentou seems to be called Yuedaitou.

It sounds good, but let me know about the Mediterranean Sea, there are not many male gods who can control the Mediterranean Sea, okay?

Obviously, he seems very interested in Princess Zi'an.

"Young Master! Young Master!" A group of Mediterraneans in black ran over and saluted Mediterraneans in white in front of them.

They babbled a lot of Japanese, and Zhao Qiqi understood... two sentences, that is, "yes" and "no".I guess no one can understand it.

She can also understand Ya Die ah yo, etc., but they didn't say anything.

The white-clothed Mediterranean cupped his hands to Princess Zi'an, "See you on the cloud (Fate again)."

After they finished speaking, they left.

Princess Zi'an couldn't understand, she just acted like an idiot talking.

However, Zhao Qiqi noticed a person. In the black-clothed Mediterranean Sea, there was a very cold and arrogant person. Zhao Qiqi felt that there seemed to be a mysterious force floating in him.

Inexplicably, three words appeared in her mind, "Onmyoji", yes, it is Onmyoji, a very prosperous profession in Japan.

Moreover, that cold and proud Mediterranean seemed to cast a sinister glance at her.

Perhaps, this can be regarded as a special way of communication between half of the peers, after all, they are all related to "witches".

After she and Sima Yu returned to the room, Sima Yu saw that she was still in a daze, and asked, "What are you thinking?"

"Those Mediterranean Seas." Zhao Qiqi blurted out.

Sima Yu raised his forehead, "Baby, can you stop saying some weird words? I can't understand my husband!"

"Oh, forgot, I was thinking about those Yuedai heads."

Sima Yu finally understood, although the daughter-in-law was talking about the Yuedai hairstyle, but it was a unique hairstyle in Dongying, "They may be from the imperial family of Dongying, and they said earlier that they would come to Fengtian Dynasty to communicate with each other. "

"What to communicate?"

"I didn't say specifically, but I think martial arts competitions may be indispensable compared to spiritual power and martial arts."

The cold and arrogant Mediterranean appeared in Zhao Qiqi's mind again, and there was a lot of malice in his eyes.

"They have a grudge against you?" Sima Yu saw how cute his daughter-in-law suddenly got angry.I really want to kiss!
Zhao Qiqi said: "I don't like it!"

After studying history, she really couldn't have much affection for Japan.

It's fine if they have no malice, she doesn't kill innocent people, but if they dare to make trouble, she will definitely beat them to death!
Moreover, in that cold and proud Mediterranean Sea, she felt that if he didn't do anything, the sun would come out from the west.

The next day, the news of Dongying Kingdom's visit spread throughout Yuanjing City, because they really did something!
When the Mediterranean people saw Sima Jing, they said that they had brought forty people with average cultivation level to ask for advice.

And these forty so-called mediterraneans with average cultivation bases have the lowest cultivation level of the yellow-rank spiritual saint.

Originally, this was not a difficult task, but the difficulty was that they only asked for competitions of the same age.

That group of Mediterraneans were all 17 years old. In other words, the Fengtian Dynasty had to send forty 17-year-olds to participate in the competition, otherwise it would be bullying.

That's right, I've said it all, unless people at the Holy Spirit level are highly talented, they generally have to be over 20 years old to succeed in cultivation.

Zhao Qiqi seriously suspected that the forty of them must have practiced some kind of sorcery, otherwise there would be so many geniuses!
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