Zhu Minglang naturally remembered Li Xinghua's instructions, and he looked at the front.

"Young Master Zhu, do you have any other concerns?" Wang Beiyou asked at this time.

"Even if this Jueling city-state was broken, they would not be in a panic at all. Most of them were hiding something. When I flew from a high place, I noticed that there was something strange in that ancient ruins." Zhu Minglang said to Wang Beiyou and several other team leaders.

I can't say that my sister-in-law calculated and guided me there. Zhu Minglang gave a brief reason.

"Indeed, this Jueling City-state is not simple. I am afraid that even a great power and power in our Jiting continent does not have such strong strength." Zhao Chishun of the royal family said.

"Well, Mr. Zhu has cut off hidden dangers for us." Wang Bei marched and said with great humility.

"I've worked hard, I've worked hard!" Several other team leaders also said.

Zhu Minglang nodded and took his sister-in-law Nan Yusu to the ancient ruins shrouded in mysterious aura.

As soon as they left, Wang Beiyou, the head of Zi Zonglin's hall, and Zhao Chishun, all sighed.

"Elder Jinglin, no wonder your Zhumen has been at its peak for the years. Your young men are the heroes of the world, but they are so low-key. They are not as complacent as some of our young people in Zi Zonglin. They are complacent if they have such a little strength. Compared with your Zhumen, they are not only inferior to our Zhumen. In the future, we will visit our Zi Zonglin more often." Wang Beiyou, the Zi Zonglin, exclaimed.

In such a large-scale battle, it is difficult for even the old predecessors to achieve a turbulent momentum, which shows how dazzling Zhu Minglang is in the joint siege of major forces this time.

"I've been awarded too much, and I've always been like this. I don't like to show off my skills very much. Every member of us is like this. Of course, our young master is a benchmark!" Elder Jing Lin's face was filled with smiles.

The other guards of Zhu Sect were right beside him, including the senior guards who were extremely loyal and vowed to defend Zhu Minglang to the death. At this time, they were all extremely ashamed.

I feel a little ashamed of the huge salary that Zhumen gives them every year. It’s fine if I don’t have the ability to protect the young master, but it’s the young master who saved the lives of them.

"In the future, some people say that the young master is idle and does not want to make progress, so we will hammer his head." The chief guard said in a low voice.

The other guards nodded one after another, not just hammering it, but their eyes were about to be dug out and thrown for the dog to eat. The young master clearly emitted the colorful rays of the chosen son all over his body, but they couldn't see them. What's the use of eyes!

Although Zhu Minglang left the team, the glory of the Cangluan Qinghuang Dragon was shining on the main battlefield in the sky. Several elders, who were holding the head, said the words just now were not hypocritical praise. They were extremely surprised. When the royal dragon like Cangluan Qinghuang Dragon was hanging high in the sky to protect the entire army? Zhu Minglang actually has the ability to kill a four-strong city-state? Has he not shown all his strength so far?

What a terrifying young man!

...

Zhu Minglang and Nan Yusu rode on the Fire Kirin Dragon to the ancient ruins of the city-state.

The ancient ruins of the city-state were piled up into a "quality" shape by some ancient greystone? The ancient wall is not tall and majestic? Instead, it reveals some traces of the mottled years.

After Zhu Minglang and Nan Lingsha broke into the ancient ruins of this city-state, a doubt arose in their hearts.

Why are there no guards?

If this is the core method of Jueling City-state? Why is no one staying here? Are they not afraid of being destroyed? Or are they not afraid of being stolen?

The two continued to walk inside? Nan Lingsha turned her head from time to time, and her beautiful eyes were filled with a clear luster like a spiritual stream, and she seemed to have some concerns.

"What's wrong?" Zhu Minglang asked.

"Don't you think we are getting farther and farther away from the ancient wall when we came in?" Nan Yusu pointed to the ancient wall with his finger.

Zhu Minglang also noticed something was wrong.

When they looked at it from the outside, this ancient relics were actually not big? With the strength of the Fire Kirin Dragon, they had already been walking around inside.

But after coming in, they walked for a long time and didn't see another wall. The distance between the wall behind them was no less than the length of the north and south main street of a city-state...

"It seems that this ancient relics have spatial laws, similar to the small world of ancient ruins." Zhu Minglang said.

Nan Yusu nodded? She also thought this way.

...

After walking a while, Zhu Minglang and Nan Yusu saw an old stone palace? The stone palace was intricate and disordered in layout? You can see the dilapidated stone palace, covered by countless vines? You can also see some ancient road corridors? Lush on both sides? They are covered by unknown strange trees.

Although they show signs of decay and abandonment, it can still be seen from the scale, architectural style, and number of halls that there were once a group of people living here who surpassed Lichuan and Jiting, because whether it was the dilapidated hall or the flower beds of the landscape, they all emitted a sense of holy rhyme. When they approached, they seemed to be in a spiritual vein.

The two stepped into a piano hall, which was one of the better preserved halls. Although they were covered with some vine green, the stones, granite, columns, hall bricks, and wall colors still radiated with extraordinary texture, such as jade, crystal, and platinum...

"Dao ~~Dao ~~~~~~~~~"

While observing everything in this hall, my inner amazement turned into fluctuations in my mind for some reason, like strings playing in my ears. It was not abrupt, and it seemed as if I had sat upright, took a sip of tea, and looked at the piano player in front of me leisurely, preparing her first song.

The sound of the piano.

Every rock, rock, pillar, and beam in this hall has been influenced by the music of piano music for many years before it has been destroyed and abandoned, and the sound of piano is left behind, which makes people feel empty in their body and mind, without any warning, and feel the beauty of the past that has existed here.

Suddenly, Zhu Minglang seemed to see a piano player wearing a colorful dress, graceful and graceful, playing songs after song in front of him with a pair of slender, white and flexible fingers.

It took me a long time to come back to my senses. If I hadn't remembered that I was still in a cruel war, Zhu Minglang felt that he was standing here on the rise and that it would be like a dream when he woke up, it would be sunset at dusk.

Listening to the sound of the piano, you will forget the time.

"This is like a temple. I feel that there is a certain inheritance in the music of the piano. It's a pity that I am not a person with this ability and cannot understand it..." Zhu Minglang turned his head and said to Nan Yusu.

Nan Yusu stood there, with a thin layer of mist covering his beautiful eyes at some point, and his slender eyelashes were also a little wet.

Zhu Minglang was a little surprised.
Chapter completed!