Ancient Fiend Dragon Emperor

Chapter 1689: condition

The saint son must be absolutely safe.

As Saint Mogu Emperor in the sanctuary, they are all ranked as the most powerful items, let alone these six fire birds, that is, six hundred or sixty thousand, all of them are useless.

Mu Shenling's chest rose and fell, panting loudly.

After walking through the ghost gate, no matter how firm her mind is, it can't be calm.

"He saved you." Lin Fengjie pointed at Su Han, curled his lips.

Su Han sat there calmly, seeing Mu Shenling's eyes, smiled and nodded slightly.

Mu Shenling pondered for a moment, and said: "First of all, thank you for your help, I will remember Mu Shenling."

As soon as he said this, Lin Fengjie frowned: "I said, can you take your arrogance? Don't think that there is any fairy identity in your body, you are invincible in the world, in terms of cultivation, you are better than us. In terms of appearance, you are beautiful in women, but we are not bad in men! Also on background, on qualifications..."

Mu Shenling obviously didn't intend to pay attention to Lin Fengjie's nonsense, looked at Su Han, and then said: "Second, I want to know...Why are you saving me?"

"What do you think?" Su Han smiled.

"If I remember correctly, you are the one who planned to destroy the Lu family before?" Mu Shenling said.

"Yeah." Su Han nodded gently.

"You should hate me." Mu Shenling said again.

Su Han suddenly smiled: "Everyone has a little background. Since I plan to destroy the Lu family, I am ready to save them. If I really want to hate you, if these two nine-hearted demon gods are killed by you If you **** it away, I will hate you."

"You don't look like a spiritual body."

Mu Shenling stared at Su Han and said calmly: "Although you are a first-grade spiritual body cultivation base, your strength completely exceeds the first-grade, even completely beyond the spiritual body. Moreover, your courage, your mind, and With your state of mind, it all proves that you are not a spiritual state."

"I'm really in the spirit state." Su Han shrugged.

Mu Shenling stopped talking.

He sat down cross-legged, breathed out, and took out some pills to recover from his injury.

Su Han just watched so calmly, while Lin Fengjie kept poking his lips. No matter how he looked at Mu Shenling, he couldn't understand it.

He and Mu Shenling are contemporaries.

As he said, in terms of appearance, under the face of the old man, what he hides is a very handsome face.

In terms of aptitude, he has experienced the first-rank Void Heaven Realm since he came out and is about to break through the second-rank.

And Mu Shenling was nothing more than a seventh-grade spiritual body realm.

In terms of background, one of the three religions, the son of the Emperor Qing Dynasty, is not as good as the disciple of Mu Shenling, the Tianhe Sect?

Either way, Lin Fengjie is not bad, so what qualifications does Mu Shenling have to be proud of in front of him?

"Su Han, let me tell you that women are a scourge!"

Lin Fengjie whispered in front of Su Han, "Have you ever heard of it? Don't have anything to do with women, especially beautiful women."

"Sorry, I'm already married."

Su Han said helplessly: "Furthermore, there are four wives, all of whom are pretty."

Lin Fengjie: "..."

"I found that you seem to have an innate resistance to women?"

Su Han said again: "You won't be..."

"To shut up!"

Lin Fengjie obviously knew what Su Han was going to say, and immediately flushed, and said, "I'm going to be tough! It's just a woman's loss."

"So this is ah……"

...

The angry neigh of the Vulcan bird outside is still spreading.

They couldn't find Su Han and others, but they kept attacking, and almost all the surrounding nests were destroyed by them.

The fire birds that went out for food have also returned, plus the previous six, there are really more than one hundred.

The horrible breath radiated at the same time, it was terrifying.

Inside the saint son Xumijie, Su Han did not speed up the flow of time, and the multiple was the same as outside.

After about one day passed, Mu Shenling woke up from closing her eyes.

She looked at Su Han and said calmly: "Let's talk, what do you want? Except for myself, as long as I can give you, I can give it to you."

Before Su Han could speak, Mu Shenling said again: "I, Mu Shenling, doesn't like to owe favors to others. You saved my life, and I should repay you. But it's for the Lu family. It's Master who asked me to come out and save me. Theirs, if you really want to destroy them, then wait until you can compete with Tianhe Sect."

She was direct, making Su Han feel astonished.

After a while, Su Han did not hesitate, and said, "Your father should be the executor of Eastern Star Territory, right?"

The executor, who controls the entire Star Eastern Star Territory, can be regarded as one of the most powerful figures in the Star Alliance among the lower-level star regions.

Mu Shenling frowned, but still nodded: "Yes."

"I want to ask your father to do me a favor." Su Han said.

"My father?"

Mu Shenling furrowed her brows deeper, thought for a while, and said, "Let's talk about it, as long as it's not too demanding, I can go and ask my father for it."

"I have a group of subordinates on Dragon Martial Star. Their cultivation level has not reached the peak of the mortal realm. But I want to bring them to the lower-level star realm. I hope your father can come forward and let the people of the Star Alliance be accommodating. "Su Han said.

"how many people?"

"About... ten million or so."

Su Han hesitated for a moment, and then said, "More or less ~www.ltnovel.com~ but it doesn't matter anymore, it's almost the same amount."

"Ten million?!!!"

Mu Shenling's voice was raised a little higher at this moment, showing a rare gaffe.

Even Lin Fengjie looked at Su Han dumbfounded.

He thought there would be at most a few dozen people, over a hundred people, and no matter how many people there are, it would not exceed 10,000 people.

With this life-saving grace, Mu Shenling should be able to help.

But who would have thought that Su Han would speak loudly, ten million! ! !

"Su Han, are you bringing the entire Long Wuxing people here?"

Lin Fengjie gave Su Han a thumbs up: "Okay, you are really good, and I can be regarded as convinced by you."

Su Han ignored him and said to Mu Shenling: "How about it, can it?"

Mu Shenling shook her head slightly: "There are too many people..."

Ten million people, and possibly more, is really embarrassing.

Su Han doesn't like to use favors to threaten others, and there is not much hatred between him and Mu Shenling.

Mu Shenling is not the kind of ungrateful person, but this kind of request is really a bit excessive.

"No way?"

Su Han frowned. He felt that a person of this level should be able to do it.

Ask as much as possible: "How many talents are there?"