Sannomiya Sixth Court of Another World

Chapter 53

Waking up in the morning, Long Zhantian only felt refreshed. The repeated battles with Li Weiya last night not only didn't make him feel tired, but instead made him feel energetic.

When Li Weiya was touched, she immediately opened her eyes, stretched her arms, and said, "Your Majesty, I will serve you." As soon as she moved, she felt a burst of pain, "Ah!" and lay down again.

Long Zhantian forced her to lie down.

Putting the quilt on Liweiya with his own hands, Long Zhantian walked out of the bedroom humming a little tune, took a breath of fresh air, and saw Sirik, the patriarch of the Shanlei Clan head-on. He had already received news that Long Zhantian was back, but Long Zhantian He worked in bed all night, so he couldn't disturb her.

Long Zhantian was about to ask him about the blood flame clansman.

"Your Majesty." Slick said.

"Don't worry, I'm fine." Long Zhantian knew that for the Shanlei tribe, his status was equal to the god of thunder, and it was their belief. He took out the elemental water, "This is for you."

Slick shook his head and said: "Your Majesty doesn't know that elemental water is useless to us." Seeing Long Zhantian's strange face, he explained: "There are five servant races of Thunder God, namely warrior race, The magician race, the archer race, the knight race, and the sky race, the five major races are born with the ability to use lightning, but except for the magician race, other races cannot practice thunder magic."

It turns out that there are still so many contents, Long Zhantian didn't force it, so he put away the elemental water and prepared to give it to Yi Mengxue. Her wind magic should increase a lot.

According to Slick's introduction, the five servant races of Thor were originally accompanied by Thor in the ancient times. The four major races were responsible for resisting the pursuers, and they lost their news later, and they may have disappeared.

"I don't know the specifics of the battle of the gods," Slick said.

"How much do you know about the situation of the Blood Flame Clan?" Long Zhantian asked.

Slick smiled bitterly, and said: "Your Majesty, to tell you the truth, if it wasn't for this time, I'm afraid I still don't know his existence. During this time, after checking around Mount Las, I finally knew something. This is a question that has surrounded my Shanlei Clan for thousands of years." Tears welled up in his eyes, and he said bitterly, "When the Dragon of Thunder Soul was resurrected, its strength was very weak. According to the last words of the Thunder God, it is also necessary to find the Thunder King. Conditions, it can be said that for countless years, the Shanlei Clan has been serving the Thunder Soul Dragon."

"It wasn't until thousands of years ago that the Thunder Soul Dragon finally had the ability to leave Las Mountain, and our Shanlei clan started to practice crazily again. During this period, several god-level masters appeared. In order to find the Thunder King, some god-level masters would leave Lars Mountain, but every time it’s gone forever.”

Long Zhantian's heart was shocked, and he said, "Could it be the work of the Blood Flame Clan?"

Slick nodded painfully, "It was the blood flames who did it. One day after His Majesty left, I found the bones of seven dead god-level masters of our clan in a cave on Las Mountain, the last of which was the dead god-level master." He told me what he knew. Every hundred years, the Blood Flame Clan will change to a master whose strength has reached the middle stage of the god level to stay on Mount Las, and only kill those who leave Mount Las. The people of the Shanlei tribe, they originally intended to destroy the Shanlei tribe, but the Thunder Soul Dragon has the ability to be immortal in Las Mountain, so they are afraid and have to stay behind."

He is really persistent, he will not hesitate to wait for a thousand years in order to destroy the Shanlei Clan, no, the time may be longer, Long Zhantian faintly feels that this may have a secret connection with the Great War of the Gods.

I heard Slick continue to say: "After learning about this, I went back to Mount Las and asked for all the races that have hatred against our Thunder God race, but there were no blood flames, and the blood flames appeared in Chio. It's only a few thousand years, but our Shanlei clan has stayed on Las Mountain for more than a few thousand years, so how could we offend such a race."

This suspense can only be resolved from the blood flame clansman. Long Zhantian shudders when he thinks of the horror of the blood flame clansman. There is such a terrifying god-level master hiding in the dark, which makes people sleep and eat. A way to get rid of that perverted blood flame clansman.

While meditating, an infinitely beautiful figure came lightly, still wearing a white dress and a white veil, only the jet-black hair was different.

Slick retreated knowingly.

"Your Majesty." Yi Mengxue's voice was still so pleasant.

Long Zhantian reached out and lifted her veil.

Yi Mengxue did not stop her.

Seeing that dejected face with thousands of pinks and whites, Long Zhantian's heart couldn't help but warm up. This is a generation of military gods that any race should respect. If she can be overthrown, it is definitely something worth celebrating.

"Your Majesty, please let Mengxue go?" Yi Mengxue said.

Long Zhantian's fiery heart seemed to have fallen into an ice cave, he never expected that Yi Mengxue would say such a heartless sentence when he saw him again.

"Look at me!" Long Zhantian said in a deep voice.

As soon as Yi Mengxue touched those piercing eyes, she felt flustered, her eyes turned elsewhere, and she said weakly: "Your Majesty"

Long Zhantian suddenly stood up, grabbed Yi Mengxue's fragrant shoulders with both hands, and said domineeringly: "Yi Mengxue, I solemnly tell you, I will not give up, you are destined to be my woman!"

That domineering tone, those frightening words, that kind of masculine aura made Yi Mengxue fascinated for a while. After preparing for a long time, she was a little dazed. She seemed to have forgotten the words she had thought up before.

Long Zhantian was very angry. After he finished speaking, he wanted to go back and vent his anger. After taking two steps, he turned around and handed the elemental water to Yi Mengxue, saying, "This is for you. "

Yi Mengxue, who was as magical as the wind element, would naturally not reject such a good thing.

Seeing Yi Mengxue take it, Long Zhantian suddenly smiled and said: "This is the token of love I gave you." After speaking, he turned around and left without giving Yi Mengxue a chance.

It wasn't until Long Zhantian's back disappeared into the bedroom that Yi Mengxue smiled and said, "Are you a domineering and unrivaled man, or a narrow-minded scoundrel?" She looked at the elemental water, and a twitch appeared in her heart. Desolate, sighed softly: "Hey!"

(End of this chapter)