"What a shameless statement! This is my territory, Xu Changle, and it is my space necklace. It has accepted my blood contract and become one with me. Where did you come from, the pretty boy who broke in? Why do you want me to plead guilty?"
When she saw those men who showed off their power in front of them just because they were handsome, she felt unhappy and had to give them a hard blow to let them know that being handsome was nothing important.
The man plucked his silver hair with an indifferent expression, and glanced at Chang Le with sarcasm in his eyes, "How dare you say that I am a pretty boy? I am two hundred years older than you. In terms of seniority, you have to call me
A shout out to Grandpa Taizu!"
More than two hundred years old!
Changle's eyes widened in surprise. The handsome man in front of him, whose face looked like the moon of the Mid-Autumn Festival, was over two hundred years old. Looking at him like this, it seemed that his soul could not get out of the necklace.
A man who is more than two hundred years old has the same appearance as a man in his thirties. In terms of seniority, she really should be called grandpa.
At this time, Changle blinked quickly. Generally, meeting such a reclusive master meant that he was lucky and had adventures, but he must not offend him.
Thinking of this, she quickly turned her face into a kind one, smiled at the handsome man in front of her and said, "Junior was rude just now, please forgive me... Sir, please forgive me, junior Xu Changle, I don't know my grandpa's surname."
Changle felt awkward calling a man who was not much older than him grandpa, but the two of them didn't know each other.
The man glanced at Changle with disdain, raised his eyebrows, and said in a deep voice:
"You know what I'm doing! Two hundred years ago, I was the Holy Son of the Light Temple. Later, I was discovered by the Holy Emperor of the Dark Illusion Temple because I had a mysterious spirit in my body. They sent people to kidnap me and controlled me when I was young.
With my mind, I was trained to be the killing machine of the Dark Illusion Palace, specially designed to kill the people of the Light Palace!"
"My name is Feng Fei. Feng is the surname of the Dark Illusion Palace. It is the Lord of Zhuwu in the Dark Illusion Palace. Little girl, I have a fate with you, so I don't care about your rudeness just now. You have Xuanling Qi in your body. If you and
I am also from the Temple of Light, so we are still blood relatives!"
There were many Holy Sons in the Temple of Light, and he was one of them. If this little girl is really from the Temple of Light, then she is the heir of one of her brothers, but I don’t know why she came to the Xu family and became
Xu Huangwei's daughter.
And this news was what he usually hid in the space and listened to from the maids.
Hearing Feng Fei's words, Chang Le was stunned in place. Did she hear it correctly? He turned out to be the genius from the Light Temple mentioned by Teacher Qingshanying, who was later abducted by the Dark Hall of Fantasy to become a killing machine.
So, if he also has Xuanling Qi in his body, wouldn’t his martial arts be very powerful?
The people in the Dark Illusion Palace are named Feng, so what are the surnames of the people in the Light Palace?
"It turns out it's Lord Shenjun. My little girl is too blind to recognize Mount Tai. I was rude just now. Please accept my respect!" At this time, Chang Le's impression of the Lord Shenjun who had a rough life experience in front of her quickly improved, and she said sincerely to him.
He was alone and bowed to him.
After all, an adult who once shocked the world is worthy of everyone's respect.
Feng Fei looked at Chang Le's eyes lightly, his expression slightly cold. After thinking for a while, he said calmly: "Your appearance is really weird. It looks like the Holy Emperor of the Light Temple, but also like the darkness."
Holy Emperor of the Fantasy Palace, you have Xuanling Qi in your body, which family are you from?"