The Glory of Nations Chapter 21 The Royal Princess
Not far away, in an attic, two people stood there, looking at Ling Feng. One was Chen Nan, and the other was his younger brother.
Chen Nan stared at Ling Feng's back closely and said: "Second brother, this guy is the person who fought with me last time." Chen Shan nodded, with a faint smile on his ordinary cheeks, "Better than me."
Cruel, but weaker than me."
Chen Nan's face turned dark when he heard this. Doesn't this mean that he is weaker? However, it is not convenient to refute, just because his younger brother has reached the sixth level of pulse refining. As far as he knows, among the younger generation in Adventure City, he can reach the sixth level at the age of sixteen.
It's just him.
On the window of Linglong Pharmacy, a woman wearing a gauze scarf looked at Ling Feng who walked into Linglong Pharmacy, with a strange light in her eyes, and said softly: "Lin'er, please invite the young master to come up later."
Behind the woman, the maid in a light yellow skirt responded and exited the room. On the surface, there was nothing wrong with her, but in her heart, she was very confused as to why a young man with the third level of pulse refining could be appreciated by the lady. The third level of pulse refining was not bad, but his age.
This talent is just ordinary.
Defeating three first-level pulse refining is nothing. She is not afraid of three warriors who have not even practiced martial arts. She suddenly recalls that the young man seems to be good-looking and has an okay temperament, but this
It's not that bad, there are many good-looking people in the clan, but what's the use? Without strength, they are just servants of the princesses.
Ling Feng walked into Linglong Pharmacy, nothing had changed, it was still the same, it was still the same, it was still antique and the smell of elixir was intoxicating, but at the top of the stairs there was a woman she had never seen before, wearing an elegant yellow dress, with a delicate face.
Without any makeup and a soft smile, she looked about eighteen or nineteen years old.
After seeing Ling Feng, he walked straight towards Ling Feng with light steps, opened his mouth, and said with a smile on his face: "Sir, my master will ask you to go upstairs for a while."
Ling Feng was confused, "Who is your master?" Lin'er turned around and walked upstairs, "My master is the master of this place." Since he is the master of Linglong Pharmacy, there is no harm in going to have a look.
The one who has its own alchemist power must be a family. If it is not a family and there is no alchemist, who will work for it?
Following Lin'er Lingfeng, he quickly arrived at the third floor. This third floor is the top floor of Linglong Pharmacy. It seems that it should also be the place where the senior executives of Linglong Pharmacy live. The decorations everywhere do not have a luxurious feel, but are all made by various people.
Plant carved wooden dragons, phoenixes, birds, etc.
Ling Feng also didn't expect that this girl was actually the manager. The managers on every floor would respectfully call her the manager. Who would have thought.
Who is the owner? When she came to a door, the girl knocked lightly, and a woman's voice came out from behind the door, "Let him in." The voice was very pleasant and had a noble feeling.
The girl in the yellow dress stood aside and motioned for Ling Feng to go in alone. Ling Feng opened the door. The decoration inside was very elegant, and a scent lingered in his nose. It was an indescribable smell, and it smelled very good.
There was a table and a few chairs made of unknown materials. A long crystal bead curtain blocked the woman standing behind. The woman gently pushed the curtain open with her delicate hands, and Ling Feng finally saw this mysterious shop owner.
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She has long purple hair, which is enchanting and noble. Her clothes are trimmed with plain gold and have a wide gold border, which further enhances her nobility. The tail of her long skirt is finely embroidered with a circle of patterns, and her face is covered with a layer of gauze.
Half of the face is covered, only a pair of eyebrows and phoenix eyes are exposed, and the face cannot be seen clearly, but in the heart, people can't help but imagine the appearance behind the tulle.
The woman was tall, sitting on a chair, looking at Ling Feng. Ling Feng and her looked at each other. There was no change in their faces, and in fact, there was no change in their hearts. The other party was looking at him, but at the moment he was looking at him with a condescending attitude.
what happened.
The two looked at each other for more than ten minutes, and the woman felt a little angry, so she simply didn't say a word and just let Ling Feng stand there, watching his embarrassment without any expression.
Ling Feng didn't know what this woman was thinking, so he glanced at her, turned around and left.
With such an indifferent expression, the woman was stunned for a moment. This was the first time she had seen such a tough person. Even though her appearance was hidden, her temperament and dress were definitely not ordinary. How come this person didn't seem to care at all?
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She changed her mind and suddenly thought of something. She suppressed her anger and said quickly: "Master, wait a minute. Ruoyu was thinking about something just now, but she was rude to you. Master, please sit down."
Ling Feng turned around, with a slight smile on his handsome face, and did not walk away directly. He also wanted to know what this woman wanted to do with him, so he sat down on the chair with an extremely upright posture, a very standard aristocratic posture.
A trace of surprise and disappointment flashed in Ling Ruoyu's eyes, and she said, "Does the young master have a family?" She found that Ling Feng seemed to have received special training in both temperament and demeanor.
Ling Feng noticed that she seemed a little dissatisfied with him, and didn't want to know what she was dissatisfied with, so he said: "No, I'm just a casual cultivator."
Ling Ruoyu was overjoyed, with brilliance flowing in her phoenix eyes, and said: "I am the daughter of the king of Tianyu Kingdom, ranked third." When speaking of this, Ling Ruoyu carefully paid attention to the change in Ling Feng's expression.
No reason, just because the king of Tianyu Kingdom, Ling Qingjun, has reached the level of the king of heaven. He can move mountains and seas and cut off rivers with the wave of his hand. As the king of the country, he possesses the purple dragon energy of the country.
He once led the Tianyu Kingdom to sweep away eight surrounding small countries, led his generals to break into their capitals, and increased Tianyu Kingdom's territory by half with a tyrannical attitude. He killed all the royal members of the eight small countries without leaving any chance for them.
In the history of Tianyu Kingdom, apart from the founding emperor, only Ling Qingjun had such great achievements.
Unfortunately, Ling Feng's face did not change at all. He nodded and said lightly: "Yes, I have met the princess."
Ling Ruoyu was greatly disappointed, but she still said politely: "No, just call me Ruoyu. The main reason why I invite you here today is for the Tianyu Kingdom Competition in a few years."
"Oh?" Ling Feng was puzzled. The Tianyu Kingdom Competition sounds quite interesting.
"The Tianyu Kingdom Competition is held every ten years. It is the time for the younger generation to show their prominence. As long as they can be appreciated by His Majesty at this grand event, they will be promoted to a higher rank."
"Come on with something substantial." Ling Feng has no feeling for power, because all power needs to be supported by strength. If the strength cannot keep up, he will always be thrown away.
Ling Ruoyu's chest rose and fell violently. He was obviously out of breath. The teeth behind his scarf bit his red lips, but he had to pull him to her. Even though this young man was only at the first level of pulse refining, he was a mid-level combat power.
It's pretty good when I think about it.
"As long as you can enter the top 100 in the Tianyu Kingdom Competition, I will give you a three-hundred-year-old rock beast demon core to enter
For the first fifty years, I will give you five hundred years of medicine in my own name, what do you think?" Ling Ruoyu said.
This is really a big deal. If the three-hundred-year-old Fierce Rock Beast is made into a weapon, the power exerted in the hands of Huoxuan is almost as powerful as a third-grade weapon. Usually weapons, skills, and battles are divided into sixth-grade, sixth-grade
Below, the first grade is above, and there are heavenly weapons and imperial weapons above. The heavenly weapons are exclusively used by the king of heaven, and only the king of heaven can inspire its power.
The Imperial Artifact is a legend. It is rumored that it will only appear once during the great catastrophe, and only once. There are only five Imperial Artifacts in history, and the last one appears in Baijia.
Ling Feng frowned and said dissatisfied: "Do you think I can't make it into the top ten?" Ling Ruoyu put her hand on the table and tapped it with her white onion-like index finger.
"Don't say that I underestimated you. There are only the last two years before the Tianyu Kingdom Competition. From the information I know, there are many people who are at the first level of refining the veins. They are like cutting wheat at the fifth level. Six or seven
There are many eighth-level ones, not to mention, there are three first-level Naxuan monsters, what do you think will happen to them in two years, can you do it?"
Ling Ruoyu uttered a lot of words in one breath, paused and then said: "If you can really do it, of course I hope you can do it, and I will naturally reward you, but it is useless to say it now." Thinking of two years.
In the last competition, Ling Ruoyu's hands under the table clenched into fists.
"What good does it do to you to win over me?" Ling Feng asked. This was something he didn't understand. Since she was a princess, she wanted to win over me and also paid herself, so what did she want?
Ling Ruoyu's eyes dimmed and she said in a low tone: "Give me one more chance... In short, don't worry too much. Just come here in two years and I will naturally help you sign up."
"It seems I haven't said yes yet, right?" Ling Feng looked at the beauty opposite. He could feel her beauty and perfect temperament, but he would not be moved at all, let alone because of her appearance and power.
He went through life and death for her.
At this moment, the door was pushed open, and Lin'er walked in, holding tea in his hand and taking out two small jade cups. One was placed in front of Ling Feng, and the other was placed in front of Ling Ruoyu.
Then he picked up the exquisite teapot, filled the two cups with tea, flicked his fingers twice, and two small beams of red light shot into the cups, making them steaming immediately.
Ling Feng picked up the jade cup and looked inside. There was a strange mysterious energy inside. It was nothing now, but as long as he drank the tea, the mysterious energy inside would explode immediately. The boiling water was in his throat and he knew it would happen.
How about it.
With a faint smile, he opened his mouth and took a sip. It looked very hot, but the temperature at the entrance was just right. As for the mysterious energy, it was swallowed up by Ling Feng before it exploded. His mysterious energy was the condensation of the Emperor's Art of Dongbai Family.
made.
After drinking the clear and delicious tea, Ling Feng raised the corners of his mouth slightly and said, "It's just a small skill." He turned around and left without looking at the faces of the two masters.
"you!"
Na Lin'er made an angry noise, with a cold face, raised her palm and was about to hit Ling Feng, but was immediately stopped by Ling Ruoyu. She looked at Ling Feng's back and asked: "Two years later?" She had already arrived.
Ling Feng at the door waved his hand, and the lingering sound penetrated into the room.
"In two years, you will get your wish."
Hearing this, Ling Ruoyu's eyes flashed with light, and she murmured to herself: "I hope..."