Dragon King Hall

Chapter 2020
Zhao Ji looked at the people who suddenly poured into half of the city, and the whole Yuanling City suddenly turned from deserted to lively. He turned and looked at the fiery figure behind him. His slender legs were exposed in the air, white and tender. .

Zhao Ji sighed, pulled the other party's dress to cover the white thighs, and said, "Let's pay attention to the image."

"Pay attention to your image, hahaha, you, the master of Yuanling City, disappeared suddenly without saying a word, disregarding the entire Yuanling City, your wife and daughter, now you can say that you pay attention to your image, then you as Yuanling Where did the image of the Dharma preacher go?"

Zhao Ji reached out and touched the beard on both sides of his cheeks, "I think the image is not bad now."

"You are enough! Zhao Ji!" The red-robed woman looked a little excited, "Yuanling City is your mission! And only you! Two days later, you will return to the position of Yuanling City Lord!"

Zhao Ji shook his head slightly. He looked at the woman in red and asked, "Have you seen the outside world?"

"What?" The woman didn't understand Zhao Ji's question.

"Yuanling City is passed down in one line. Because of the special status of Yuanling City, I don't know how many people envy the so-called descendants of Yuanling. With the blood of Yuanling, they are the lord of Yuanling City who is sure to dominate one side. For the rest of my life, I can't leave Yuanling City, so the so-called city lord is just a prisoner with a little freedom." Zhao Ji looked at the whole Yuanling City, "A city lord who doesn't even have freedom is nothing but a city lord."

"Hehe, our City Lord Zhao is quite sentimental. Since you have already left Yuanling City, why come back?" The red-robed woman sneered.

"I'm back." Zhao Ji took a deep breath, "I want to take them away."

"You're dreaming!" A berserk spiritual energy blasted directly at Zhao Ji's chest, causing Zhao Ji to fly upside down and fall on the wall, smashing the wall into numerous cracks.

The red-robed woman's eyes glowed with murderous intent, she stared at Zhao Ji closely, "Zhao Ji, let me make it clear to you, no one can take you back when you come back! Your daughter, in the third year after you left , is already dead, your wife will not leave with you, want to take them away? Unless you have the ability to destroy the entire Yuanling City!"

After the woman finished speaking, she flicked her fiery red robe and strode away.

"Zhao Ji, two days later, the sage of the Hong clan can come, you kill her, and I will let you take your wife away." The woman's voice came to Zhao Ji's ears from outside the city lord's mansion.

Zhao Ji coughed up a mouthful of blood, stretched out his hand and wiped the corner of his mouth, when he glanced at his cuff from the corner of his eye, Zhao Ji smiled: "The so-called innate mission is really disgusting, but compared to For me, the sages of the Hong clan are even more pitiful."

Another two days passed, and too many figures had already gathered in Yuanling City.

A floating palace landed in front of Yuanling City. Twelve Miaoman figures dressed in light veils walked on both sides of the road, and between the twelve Miaoman figures, there was another figure, dressed in a golden robe, who was especially dust-removing. Wherever she passed, there was golden light shining, which is a symbol of great merit.

This team slowly walked into Yuanling City, and no one around dared to walk with them. Who would dare to walk with the saint?
After Sylvia Lin entered the city, the other major forces also entered the city one after another.

Among the forces that came, there were many big shots and young geniuses, but today, all the big shots and young geniuses restrained their aura and did not show it. First of all, they knew that this time, it was not for them to fight for the front. The home court of Lingcheng, secondly, the saint has already entered the city, showing his aura in front of the saint, what is he trying to do?Demonstration to the saint?What's the matter?

Therefore, no matter whether it is a big shot of a big power or a young arrogance, they all quietly entered the city.

It is rare to have such a grand event in the Great Thousand Realm, and it is rare in this kind of grand event. There is such a calmness. Everyone just quietly looked at this city. Yuan Ling City.

The whole city is black and white. A black and white street in the city seems to separate the city, and it seems that because of this street, the city is fused together.

Henry Zhang and others entered the city and looked at the city.

"Amitabha, this wretch is also a rich second generation." Quan Dingding looked around with wide eyes, "A whole city belongs to him, so how much delicious food does it have?"

"This city is a formation." Henry Zhang spoke while watching.

"Yes, there seems to be something under this city." The evil god gave an affirmative answer, "The origin of Yuanling City is very mysterious. It has been here since ancient times. It is said to be an overlord, but it is more like a guardian."

Henry Zhang nodded.

"Damn it, chicken legs!" Quan Dingding saw a restaurant in front of him, his eyes were shining, and he didn't even mention Amitabha Buddha. After staying in Wushan for a few days, he was almost widowed to death.

"Monk Quanding, may I ask if you have money?" Chessia couldn't help but look at the bald monk's energy.

Quan Dingding's sprinting figure stopped immediately, and he turned around, "Amitabha, this little monk is a monk, how can he have things like money and wealth on his body?"

Quan Dingding saw the reality clearly, put away the arrogance of many days under the smell of chicken legs, looked at Henry Zhang, and said sincerely: "Brother, buy me a chicken leg?"

Henry Zhang had nothing to do with this bald fat man, so he nodded, and saw Quan rushing into the restaurant like a ding dingfeng.

"Give me all your food, wow ha ha ha Amitabha."

Henry Zhang and others followed the restaurant and just sat down.

"Brother, look at that!" Quan Dingding stared at the entrance of the restaurant with wide eyes.

At the entrance, twelve women walked in slowly in light gauze. Behind the twelve women, there was a person, dressed in a golden robe, who was unparalleled in beauty. He also walked into the restaurant and sat not far from Henry Zhang’s table. place.

"If you dare to look again, I'll dig out your dog's eyes." There was a soft shout, it was a woman in a green gauze dress.

Sylvia Lin glanced at the place where Henry Zhang was sitting. The moment he saw Henry Zhang, Sylvia Lin frowned slightly, with that feeling that there was something important, but he couldn’t remember it at all, and he didn’t even have a clue.

Including Quan Dingding, Chessia’s figure gave Sylvia Lin this feeling, but it was far less intense than Henry Zhang gave her.

The Hong family cut off the source of Sylvia Lin and Henry Zhang’s memory. Everything about Henry Zhang, whether it is a person or a thing, is all forgotten. Whether it is Quan Dingding or Cecilia, in Sylvia Lin’s memory, all acquaintances with them are based on Henry Zhang As a medium, these memories are all sealed up.

Facing the woman's yelling and cursing, Quan Dingding clasped his hands together: "Amitabha, monks don't tell lies, otherwise don't think I can't scold you."

(End of this chapter)