Dragon Herder

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Once upon a time, Pu Hanrong was extremely proud, thinking that except for the Chief Disciple of Purple Sect Lin like Huo Shangjun, this emperor had few people to compete with him.

This time the power comparison came, with his monarch-level strength, dealing with the disciplines of other powers was simply abusive.

Whoever thinks that he is so unworthy of mentioning in the eyes of others.

Taking the initiative to hand over the brocade boxes he had collected, Pu Hanrong also chose to quit.

For a while, there were not many people on the tomb of the 9th Army, and all that was left were just some broken stone statues.

As for the giant statues that can move on their own, most of their institutions have been destroyed by Zhu Minglang’s shocking swords.

No one dared to compete with Zhu Minglang anymore.

All the spiritual resources here belong to Zhu Minglang.

“Young Master, the right brocade box of the 4th city state of Lichuan Earth Dragon Ancestor is here.” Qin Yang found a purple brocade box and said to Zhu Minglang.

Zhu Minglang took it and took a look. It was written clearly in black and white, and also had the seal of the Ji Ting Dynasty. With this document, Ancestral Dragon City will no longer be a land of no owners!

He let out a long sigh of relief.

Finally, there is no danger.

Fortunately, there is the Sword Spirit dragon, otherwise it is really difficult to stand out in this competition.

Let the Sword Spirit dragon return to the spirit domain, Zhu Minglang gave this document to Nan Lingsha, and said to her: “The order of the Lichuan land will be established soon, and the rest depends on Yunzi’s grasp of the war. “

Nan Lingsha nodded, said: “She will not fail.”

……

The power competition and this time the power competition is finally over.

Originally the chief Head Disciple of Great Influence was the focus of people’s attention, but in the end people seemed to only remember Zhu Minglang. The most impressive thing was the shadow sword of Shen Tian, ​​which gave people a new understanding of Dragon Herder. .

These days, the entire emperor has been discussing the battle of the organ city, especially Zhu Minglang’s madness when he got everyone out of his sight, and the stalwartness of the Great Influence Chief Disciple.

As for Zhu Minglang, he slept for a day or two due to fatigue. After he recovered some strength, he immediately asked Nan Lingsha and Qin Yang how many treasures they had gained!

In the past, Zhu Minglang regarded money as dung, but it was all because of his youth.

Now he thinks that gold and silver treasures are the cutest things in this world, and he will definitely cherish them.

“Young Master, after the battle conclusion of the organ city, we have a long queue outside the court of Zhumen. Many forces want to buy those mineral veins, city deeds, spiritual fields, Medicine Garden from us… You don’t see To the extent that they murmured, there were a lot of good things that they had specially confessed to the discipline must.” Qin Yang rarely saw a smile on his face.

“It’s not meaningful for us to keep it. If you sort these things into categories, they are of little use to Zhumen, and you sell them for money.” Zhu Minglang said.

“Young Master, this is a lot of money, what do you want so much money for?” Qin Yang asked puzzled.

“Dragon Herder has never realized that there is a lot of money. You ask my father, what good things do I have, I wish to pick it away,” Zhu Minglang said.

“Young Master, Lord has already picked it away.” Qin Yang said.

Zhu Minglang smiled wryly.

Zhu Tianguan is really not very polite with himself.

However, it was said that 5 5 cents were good.

even more how The Swordsman Palace lost such a large sum, and this time I can make up for it.

……

Although Jian Xing really gave Zhu Minglang a sense of ascension, but I have to admit that the stamina is also very large.

Zhu Minglang is now aching all over, and after a long time, he has not been relieved.

These days, he has not done anything else. He can only do some simple small exercises like a person who has recovered from a serious illness, such as walking, shopping, rafting…

The Dishui Lake is quiet and soft, and the most pleasant scenery is the green willows by the lake, like a slender lady combing her hair in front of a water mirror.

Zhu Minglang sits alone in the canoe, no one paddles for him.

He used to like this before, lying on his back in this wooden boat, letting the clear waves of the lake send himself to the center of the water drop lake, gazing at the clear sky ten thousand li or the intoxicating night.

At this time, thoughts will always drift freely, without purpose, and without too much trouble. It is just such a leisurely passing time, enjoying this kind of hard practice without being supervised, and enjoying this leisure and comfort.

The lake is very big. Zhu Minglang has never came back to his senses when the canoe touches the shore of the lake, but it may be that this time the thoughts have drifted too far, there are too many things to remember, or the waves are very urgent, the boat When he ran into a rocky shore and was in the lakeside city near the bustling avenue, Zhu Minglang even heard some boatmen yelling.

Zhu Minglang got up and found that there were many cruise ships around, and the lights were lit. Many women in gorgeous costumes and a few handsome Young Masters were planning to take a boat trip to Water Drop Lake. The boatmen who did this business Seeing Zhu Minglang, his face was a little confused.

“This Young Master came from Zhumen Inner Court Lake?” The boatman had several points of eyesight and asked respectfully.

“Yes, I really want to fall asleep, and the boat floated here.” Zhu Minglang said embarrassingly.

“It’s okay, it’s okay, it’s better not to grab our business, Young Master looks familiar…” the boatman said.

At this time, the eyes of the young men and women fell on Zhu Minglang. One of them pointed at him and cried out in surprise, “Isn’t this Zhu Minglang!”

“Zhu Minglang???”

“Is that Zhu Minglang at Zhumen??”

“This is a little legend of our imperial capital. Give me a hand in his Immortal Qi!”

Soon, many people gathered on the shore of the lake. They were excited and excited like watching the monsters in the lake.

Upon seeing this, Zhu Minglang hurried away by boat.

Things fermented really fast.

It has become a legend of the royal capital!

Sure enough, a truly unique person will be noticed wherever he goes.

Regardless of the imperial capital, or the Ancestral Dragon City state.

Return to Menting Lake by boat…

This water drop lake is very vast, but half of it belongs to the Menting Lake area of ​​Zhumen. Those who visit and sightseeing cannot cross the border.

Zhu Minglang did not expect that he stayed on the boat for so long.

For some reason, he has returned to the imperial capital. This is where he came from. However, Zhu Minglang still does not feel that kind of habitation.

He was still thinking about the person Niannian remembered at the far border of the Ji Ting Continent.

Wandering for years, time flies, in just one year in Ancestral Dragon City Bangna, too much happened…

From a refugee who was used to insult the unparalleled women in the world, to now become a little legend in the mouth of the imperial capital, life is really a big fall!