As soon as Ling Feng walked out of the inn, several guards came forward to greet him, but after walking a few steps, he suddenly felt a strange feeling in his heart, as if a silver needle was pricking the back of his neck. He immediately turned around and looked towards the roof of the inn, but
Nothing was found.
"Master Ling?"
The guard responsible for leading Ling Feng asked suspiciously when he saw him stop. Ling Feng shook his head: "It's okay, let's go." The guard didn't think much and led Ling Feng towards the direction of the palace.
Ling Feng frowned slightly as he walked on the street. He didn't notice the strange eyes around him and followed the guards absentmindedly. He didn't know why he always felt a cold feeling on his back, but he turned around several times and found nothing. He thought: "Could it be that
What a delusion.”
While Ling Feng was thinking, the guards had already taken him into an alley. Because there were more and more people around, and considering that Ling Feng's reputation would definitely cause some trouble if he appeared on the street, he changed to some small alleys.
But when I got close to the palace, I had no choice, because under the order of King Miao, no buildings were allowed to be built within a kilometer around the palace, so I had to walk out of the alley and onto the streets surrounded by shoulders.
Four guards, Fang Fang, were surrounding Ling Feng, ready to step forward to help him squeeze out the people blocking his way, but before they could speak, someone suddenly shouted, "Ling Feng is here!"
There was an instant commotion all around. Countless people moved their heads and scanned the surroundings in search of the rumored miraculous young man. They soon spotted the very eye-catching young man.
Then the crowds that were originally packed around him suddenly moved away to both sides like a receding tide. When these Miao people really saw Ling Feng, they couldn't take their eyes away anymore, just because Ling Feng was so different.
Although there are still traces of youth on his face, the temperament between his eyebrows is very mature. There is always a calm expression on his handsome face, as if he will not take anything to heart. Originally, he should
He is a very gentle young man, but because the blood on his head adds a bit of evil, people overlook his age, and the faint fluctuations of profound energy flowing around his body scare countless people.
"Is this Ling Feng?"
"Very young."
The crowd watched Ling Feng walking towards the palace under the escort of the guards. The palace was blocked for 100 meters. Unless they were contestants, they could not enter. The people of Miao country stared at Ling Feng's back until he disappeared through the gate of the palace.
He looked back regretfully.
"It's a pity that I didn't get the ticket, otherwise I could have seen the strongest dark horse in Miao Kingdom's history."
"But he belongs to Tianyu."
"So what? The higher-ups have done this, do you still care which country it is from?"
"Shh, keep your voice down, or you will die."
Ling Feng walked in the passage. A row of white crystals hung above the passage, emitting a soft light. Soldiers in armor stood on both sides. After seeing Ling Feng, he felt curious, bored, and calm.
But there was no wave on Ling Feng's face. After following the four guards for another hundred meters, he still didn't see the light of day. Instead, he was taken to another passage on the right. There were patrolling soldiers coming and going. Ling Feng couldn't help feeling in his heart.
It's a little strange that this palace looks like a prison.
"For this competition, His Majesty had half of the palace converted into an arena, which is enough to accommodate half a million people."
As if he noticed the doubt in Ling Feng's eyes, a guard said with a smile, but added intentionally or unintentionally: "This is the first time. It seems that His Majesty values the fourth princess very much."
Ling Feng nodded, but felt a little disdainful in his heart. He regarded his daughter as a trading object and still valued it. However, Ling Feng did not show anything strange on his face. He just raised his feet and followed the guard. Finally, the guard led Ling Feng to a room.
in the house.
There was a red glazed lamp hanging on the top of the house, and eight black crystals hung on it, emitting white light to illuminate the surroundings. Two long velvet chairs were placed on both sides. The guards stood at the door and did not come in. One of them bent slightly.
Waist, said: "The game has not started yet, Master Ling, take a rest here first, and then just go out through this passage after it starts."
After the guard finished speaking, he went down with the others, and the room instantly became quiet. Ling Feng walked to the chair and sat down, closing his eyes while constantly simulating the scenes that might happen next in his mind.
But as he thought about it, Ling Feng laughed, because he thought of a person, a person who dared to sneak attack him. He was so focused on those things on the ladder that he even forgot that there was another bold guy.
But at this moment, the competition arena was extremely lively, with half a million Miao people filling the seats in the arena and talking in low voices at the same time.
The entire arena is circular in shape. Facing the palace gate is the west, while a booth is built in the east. There is a dragon chair at the top and in the center. Next to the dragon chair are two smaller jade chairs, and below are
There are three black chairs, then ten, then twenty, divided into different classes.
The game has not started yet, and the big shots have not arrived yet. They have to wait for three bells to ring, once every ten minutes. They have just sounded twice, and there is one last time left. The crowd is waiting patiently.
"clang!"
Not long after, a clear and sobering bell came from the innermost part of the palace and resounded throughout the entire capital of Miao Kingdom. The bell seemed to be able to dispel the haze in people's hearts. Both their brains and chests suddenly felt empty, and they felt very comfortable.
few.
Just when the last bell rang, a figure appeared and sat down on a chair in the booth, causing countless people to discuss it.
"Look, the adults in charge of managing the cities are back too."
The officials in purple and black uniforms were beaming with joy, sitting on the booth with their majestic swords, enjoying the attention of half a million people. This was what they liked best, the kind of standing at the highest position and looking down at the ordinary people.
human feeling.
But this scenery only lasted for a while, because those powerful relatives of the emperor also came and sat in the second row, which also represented different statuses from left to right.
The first one on the left is a handsome young man with a serious face. There is an acquired dignity between his brows. He is wearing a gorgeous blue robe and some complicated accessories on his head. He glances around with a pair of deep eyes.
He stopped paying attention to the dense crowd of people behind him and looked straight ahead.
"The eldest prince Miao Xi, I heard that he was practicing in the secret realm of the palace yesterday. He didn't want to pay attention to it, but he was dragged out by the three kings."
The crowd started talking a lot after seeing him. Miao Xi was recognized as the future heir to the throne of Miao Kingdom. As for Miao Chen, he was sitting next to Miao Xi wearing a low-key black robe with gold patterns.
The one who came out behind Miao Chen was Miao Yanli. Everyone in the audience had their eyes shining brightly. They saw that she was wearing a light blue gauze dress that floated gently when she walked. She didn't have too many accessories on her body.
Embellishment, but more elegant.
Miao Yanli sat calmly on the stool, not looking at the imperial brother beside her. Her face was as delicate as the petals of a flower blooming in the morning, and her big glass-like eyes looked down eagerly, as if she was expecting someone.
Seeing his sister like this, Miao Xi smiled and greeted, "What are you looking at, sister?" He was very rare towards his two sisters. Every time his father made a decision, he would refute it, but in the end he didn't.
It didn't work at all, so he practiced crazily, hiding in the secret realm almost every day, trying to use his powerful strength to change.
After hearing this, Miao Yanli turned her head and blinked at Miao Xi, then pretended to be mysterious and said, "I can't tell you."
When Miao Xi saw her appearance, he laughed and said, "Is there something that even my brother can't know?" Miao Xi's words were somewhat probing. Miao Chen also looked sideways at his sister, but there was something in his eyes.
Not too many waves.
"Such as a lifelong event."
Miao Yanli said in a low voice, which made Miao Xi and Miao Chen narrow their eyes. The two of them looked at each other and already had some confidence. Indeed, if they knew that their futures had been arranged, how could they not
to resist.
Miao Xi also turned his gaze to the empty arena and glanced around at the more than 500,000 people. Everything was so brilliant, but there was a deep chill in Miao Xi's eyes.
Because all of this is just a deal between the father and the emperor, but he has not yet obtained the throne, so the deal can only continue. I hope the person trained by the emperor's sister can be better.
While they were talking, the ten seats were full, and the three kings appeared on the seats instantly. The people in the lower seats didn't even feel hot, and it was like the waves of the sea were hitting their backs.
A chill.
When the three kings sat down, the top holder of Miao Kingdom's power appeared in the sky. Miao Tianlin was seen wearing a golden dragon robe, with his hands hidden in his sleeves, and his feet stepping on the golden illusory road leading directly to the dragon on the booth.
chair.
The entire huge competition ground was silent for a moment, and even Miao put away the charming smile on his face, lowered his head slightly, and respectfully waited for the arrival of the monarch of Miao Kingdom.
Miao Tianlin walked calmly, but he could span dozens of meters in one step. In the blink of an eye, he reached the dragon throne, then turned around and sat down, looking up to the front. At this moment, hundreds of thousands of people shouted in unison throughout the arena.
The shouts and shouts rolled through the competition arena like the lapping of the tide.
"Welcome Your Majesty!"
Miao Tianlin put his hands on the armrests of the dragon chair, and on the seats on both sides of him, two noble women appeared at some point, wearing exquisite and complicated dresses, sitting quietly next to Miao Tianlin.
Miao Tianlin listened to the shouts in his ears, and a slight smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. He waited for three seconds, and when the shouts completely subsided, he opened his mouth and said, "How has it been ten years since we last said goodbye?"
Wrapped in powerful profound energy, Miao Tianlin's voice resounded through the entire competition field and spread to the outside. At the same time, an astonishing coercion appeared from Miao Tianlin, like a real dragon soaring into the sky, making people feel heavy.
Quite a bit, but a little cold.
The muse in the row below him smiled: "Your Majesty, nine years and nine months is an auspicious number."
"Although it's less than ten years, it's still a lucky number, so let's get started."
Miao Tianlin shouted loudly, and at the same time, he tapped the dragon's head on the armrest with his right index finger. In an instant, a golden dragon shadow flew out with the roar of the dragon, and jumped into the sky with its tail swinging under the gaze of half a million people, and then
With a bang, it shattered into tiny bits of golden light that condensed into a rectangular golden screen mirror on the competition field.
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