Liu Huai looked at the polite girl with deep eyes. The name matched the girl's blood and race, and he already had some guesses about the girl's identity.
"No gift."
Liu Huai whispered, raising his right hand slightly, a blood crystal lotus appeared in his hand. The lotus was as red as blood, and there was a drop of golden blood in the shape of a divine bird flowing slowly in the lotus heart, exuding an ancient and immortal aura.
"This is...Yangwu Blood Lotus?"
The old man in a cloth shirt had his pupils narrowed.
Little Huang'er stared at the blood lotus in the young man's hand with burning eyes. Although she didn't know what the Yangwu blood lotus mentioned by her grandfather was, she could clearly feel the throbbing deep in her blood at this time.
The old man in cloth shirt couldn't help but sigh: "Yangwu Blood Lotus grows on the top of Tianshan Mountain in the far north. With a trace of the essence of sun and sky fire as the core, the creation of Duotian Mountain has been formed over millions of years. It is so precious and rare that it can be classified as unparalleled in the wilderness.
One of the treasures.”
Liu Huai smiled and said, "The ancestor is still well-informed." He said and handed the snow lotus in his hand to the girl.
"When we meet for the first time, I don't have anything to give you. This Yangwu Blood Lotus should be considered as a meeting gift from me."
Xiao Huang'er hesitated with a small face, not daring to reach out to pick it up, and turned to look at the old man in cloth.
The old man in cloth also declined: "Your Highness, this treasure is too precious for me to accept, so please take it back."
Liu Huai stared at the little Huang'er, but said to the old man in cloth: "With a human body and the blood of the Huang clan, such a person appears in the Ziwei Dao Palace. There is no need to ask about her origins. Ziwei Dao Palace and me
The Dragon Court of the Great Han Dynasty is an old friend, and the Yangwu Blood Lotus is indeed precious, but compared with the kindness that Patriarch Wutong showed to my father in the past, it is really insignificant."
"The cause of the past is the result of today. Could it be that the ancestor wanted to drive away Gu Gu?"
Seeing that Liu Huai had gone so far as to say what he said, the old man in cloth could no longer refuse and said sternly to Xiao Huang'er: "I still haven't thanked you, Your Highness."
Xiao Huang'er obediently bowed again and said sweetly: "Thank you, Your Highness."
Liu Huai smiled slightly and handed the blood lotus in his hand to the girl, "You don't have to be polite to me."
After thinking for a while, the young man whispered again: "From now on, your path will be protected by Gu."
Hearing this, the old man in cloth was shocked, and then overjoyed. The famous Patriarch Tie Xiao, who had dominated the Ancient God Realm for countless years, bowed deeply to the young man, and did not refuse him like he had refused Yangwu Blood Lotus before. He knew full well that this would be the end of the world.
This is the greatest opportunity in Xiao Huang'er's life, bar none.
"I would like to thank you for Little Huang'er on behalf of Patriarch Wutong..."
Liu Huai helped Patriarch Tiexiao up and said softly: "The kindness of the past is repaid today. Neither my father nor I, the Great Han Dynasty Longting, will ever forget Patriarch Wutong's kindness back then."
——
Ziwei Tiancheng.
A man and a woman stood side by side, looking at the gradually brightening fifth floor of the tower.
Behind them there were two others floating in the air, eyes closed, as if they were sleeping children.
"Will Optimus succeed?"
the woman asked.
The man smiled lightly and asked, "What do you think? My dear queen."
The woman never expected that the dignified king would be so thick-skinned. Her expression suddenly turned cold. She distanced herself from the man and said in a cold voice: "I only said that I would consider it, but I haven't promised you yet."
The human king is neither angry nor angry, and his handsome and majestic face exudes calmness and confidence. "Sooner or later you will agree, because no one can refuse to have the flawless and exquisite divine heart with seven orifices. Of course, including me."
The human king looked at the woman's beautiful angelic face, her pair of peach blossom eyes were infinitely charming, "And having you, this king is equivalent to possessing the exquisite divine heart with seven orifices in disguise."
Murong Qingge's eyes were lowered, her slender hands clasped her hair on her temples, her charm was charming, "The king has not yet asked me where I come from. If I had already married a woman, if my husband were you, you would be offended."
Someone who can’t afford it?”
The human king stood with his hands behind his hands, and the smile on his lips looked a little evil: "I can clearly smell the charming virgin fragrance on your body."
"As for which Taoist lineage you come from, it is even more insignificant to me. It is enough to see how incompetent and stupid they are from the fact that they have never been able to solve the congenital defects of your spirit and organs and wasted more than twenty years of your cultivation talent."
"and..."
The Human King suddenly smiled contemptuously, looking particularly arrogant, "In this world, there are only a handful of orthodox traditions that I, or my ancient royal city, cannot afford to offend."
Hearing this, Murong Qingge couldn't help but laugh. There was some undisguised sarcasm in his laughter, which made Wang Jian frown.
The king asked, but the woman did not answer.
"I want to go back."
After a long time, the woman spoke.
"You haven't told me the answer yet."
"I said I would consider it."
Murong Qingge said calmly.
The human king frowned and looked at the woman, speechless for a long time.
Then, with a slight wave of his right hand, an ancient king's jade pendant fell into the woman's hand, and she said calmly: "If you think about it, you can contact me at any time through the jade pendant."
Murong Qingge had an expression on her face and just held the jade pendant in her hand.
——
Zu Xiaorong and Zu Canglan only felt that they had slept deeply, and their bodies did not feel any abnormality.
"Hey, I fell asleep for no reason."
Zu Xiaorong pinched her big face and felt a little strange.
Zu Canglan looked at the man standing with his hands behind his hands, looking at the tower in the distance, with a solemn expression.
"Xiao Rong, shall we go back?"
Murong Qingge squatted down and asked with a smile.
Zu Xiaorong thought for a while, thinking that she might have fallen asleep just now because she was tired from eating, so she nodded in agreement.
The three of them walked out of Ziwei Tiancheng. Outside the city gate, a heroic young man had been waiting for a long time. There was a white tiger lying on his side on his forehead, and the divine light was flowing.
When she saw that heroic figure, Murong Qingge couldn't help but turn pale, and even the palms of her hands holding the ancient king's jade pendant became sweaty.
Yuwen Shenju stepped forward, with a stern look on his face, and said indifferently: "His Royal Highness ordered that you don't have to go back."
Then, he directly picked up Zu Canglan and Zu Xiaorong and turned into a bright stream of light and flew towards Ziwei Dao Palace.
Murong Qingge's delicate body swayed and she fell directly to the ground.
She looked at the top of the mountains, her face was bloodless, and all her thoughts were despairing...