According to legend, His Royal Highness King Jing, who has always been lazy, aloof, and nosy, actually appeared in the Netherworld Mountains and even rescued people...
This is something that neither the sect elder nor the prince had ever thought of!
I heard the sect elder’s questioning.
Jun Wuchen narrowed his eyes slightly and seemed to be smiling. Then he waved his hand lightly——
"Whoosh——"
A dark purple thunder snake suddenly sprang out of the thunder grid, like thunder and lightning, and crashed on the head of the sect elder!
"Boom——!"
There was a loud noise and thunder and lightning flashed!
A shrill scream suddenly rang out in the messy forest.
"Ah——" Under the bright light of lightning, the sect elder's mysterious figure was like a bald pheasant, which was blown up into the air. A mouthful of blood spurted out in the air, and flew forward in a parabola.
Smash it on the ground.
Then, there was a deafening loud noise.
A human-shaped pit was smashed into the charred ground, and green smoke curled up.
The prince, Yun Qingyue and others were stunned. The scene suddenly fell into silence.
Jun Wuchen retracted his hand and stroked the stiff little fox in his arms with his slender jade-like fingers. Although his voice was lazy, there was a hint of harshness in it: "What cats and dogs are worthy of barking and croaking in front of this king?"
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Then, he looked at Yun Luo again, and there seemed to be a hint of grievance in his eyes, and he said unwillingly: "What good deeds have I done? Please tell me clearly."
Why is it that when the little bastard ran away from home, the blame was placed on him? His Highness King Jing said he would not bear the blame!
Just now he was cold and domineering, but as soon as he turned his head, his face immediately changed, as if he had been wronged...
Yun Luo was speechless! Suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind.
Wait, what did the elder Zong call him just now?
...His Royal Highness Prince Jing?!
"Are you, Prince Jing, Jun Wuchen?!" Yun Luo suddenly took a step back, and his face changed slightly.
Jun Wuchen was also stunned, "You don't know who this king is?"
"..." I really didn't know it just now, but now I know it.
Yun Luo's mood is complicated.
She lowered her head, looked at the little guy who was hiding guiltily in her arms, not daring to raise his head, and said with a half-smile: "No wonder you said your father is rich, powerful and has a woman. It turns out... you are the eldest son of Prince Jing's Mansion.
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Yun Luo felt a little angry. She thought Jun Buli had lied to her.
What kind of family is rich and powerful, and the father has a bad woman, so the mother is so angry that she runs away from home——
It’s all fake!
Yun Luo holds Wentianlou's intelligence network in his hands. In the past five years, he has never stopped collecting information about the Cangyun royal family.
Of course she knew everything about the legendary and famous His Highness Prince Jing.
Prince Jing, Jun Wuchen, is the only legitimate prince born to the first empress of Cangyun Kingdom, and the most beloved son of Emperor Cangyun.
He ranks second among the princes, second only to the son of the current queen and below the prince.
In addition, King Jing is also the person with the highest martial arts talent among the Cangyun royal family, and has special attributes, fellow practitioners of both thunder and fire systems. At the age of eighteen, he has become a rare eighth-level powerhouse on the mainland. At the age of twenty,
At that time, his strength was unpredictable, spanning four countries and invincible.
What is the concept of this strength?
The four countries in the world have a population of tens of millions, and there are only a thousand strong people who can break through to the seventh level or above.
Eighth-level powerhouses... no more than a hundred people at most!
Most of them are still elderly people who are hundreds of years old...
