After making the decision, he snorted coldly, and a dazzling lightning flashed all over his body. His whole body instantly shrank into a thunder ball and flew across the sky.
"He just left like that?" Yun Luo couldn't help being dumbfounded.
"What if? Stay and chat with us?" Jun Wuchen pinched the tip of her nose teasingly.
"You know that's not what I meant." Yun Luo wrinkled his nose depressedly and took his hand away.
Jun Wuchen shrugged.
Yun Luo looked at him: "Those movements outside are the Huwei Army dispatched, right?"
"That's right." Jun Wuchen nodded with a smile.
"Didn't you say before that the Huwei Army only recognizes military symbols and not people?"
Yun Luo asked in confusion, then thought of something and opened his eyes wide in surprise: "Did you give the military talisman to Long Yi?"
When they sneaked into the capital, the frames of the Hidden Dragon Guard and Xianle Palace were still outside the capital.
Let’s not talk about Yi Shuiyue for now.
But Long Yi must be in charge of the Hidden Dragon Guard.
The military symbols of the Huwei Army have always been in Jun Wuchen's hands. Unless he secretly arranged it, even Long Yi would not be able to dispatch the Huwei Army.
"Our family's Luo'er is so smart, he guessed it right away."
Jun Wuchen hugged her with a smile, praised her without hesitation, and then changed the topic: "However, there is one thing you guessed wrong."
"What's wrong?" Yun Luo was puzzled.
"Well, you'll know about it later." Jun Wuchen deliberately kept it secret and didn't tell her.
He let go of his hand, took out another mask from the storage ring, and put it on his face: "If there is anything else you want to ask, ask it now. You won't have time to ask it later."
Yun Luo did still have doubts: "You did that to Lord Lei just now, are you not afraid that he will fight you?"
She was so nervous that she broke into a cold sweat just now, fearing that the two of them would fight again in Venerable Lei's anger.
The wheel battle is of no benefit to Jun Wuchen.
Jun Wuchen put on the mask, revealing a pair of coquettish phoenix eyes, slightly hooking up his sexy thin lips, and said firmly: "He won't do it."
"How are you so sure? Do you know Venerable Lei very well?"
Yun Luo finally came to his senses.
"I have heard something about him. The Jiuzhou Banquet ten years ago was hosted by Chongyun Sect. He is one of the people in charge, and I have a close relationship."
Jun Wuchen explained while holding Yun Luo's hand and walking towards Fengqi Palace.
"Have you met before? Then doesn't he know you?" Yun Luo followed him subconsciously, becoming more and more curious.
"Ten years ago, I was just a young boy with mediocre strength. As one of the four great sages, Venerable Lei naturally wouldn't pay too much attention to him. Even if he saw it, he would turn around and forget about it." Jun Wu
Chen explained.
Yun Luo looked at him in surprise: "You? Are you mediocre in strength?"
Are you kidding?
The cultivation of a warrior does not happen overnight.
Jun Wuchen is able to achieve his current strength because his talent is definitely the best among the best. Even though he was still young ten years ago, the existence of genius cannot be concealed by age.
IQ talent is innate.
Those six-year-old prodigies and eight-year-old prime ministers in ancient books are not imaginary.
If His Majesty King Jing is mediocre in strength, I am afraid there will be no strong one among the four kingdoms in the world...
Seeing Yun Luo's suspicious expression, Jun Wuchen curled his lips and smiled happily.
"You don't understand this."
He reached out and rubbed Yun Luo's little head, without further explanation, and then changed the subject.