Speaking of this, Lin Yuan paused for a moment before continuing.
"I hope that no matter what happens in the past few days, the Storm Guards will not care about what is happening on the far-sea islands of the Bliss Sea Clan."
Hearing Lin Yuan's words, Wang Ce's heart suddenly became nervous.
First, Wang Ce did not expect that he would have the opportunity to have a direct phone call with his disciple, Cicada Mingmian.
Second, Lin Yuan said that there will be a shock in the next few days that is likely to affect Jingtao City.
The far-sea islands of the Paradise Sea Clan are already the most peripheral islands within the scope of Jingtang City, nearly 800 nautical miles away from here.
At such a distance, how big of a shock would it take to reach Jingtao City?
At the same time, Wang Ce was surprised that Sky City was able to ask people from the Zhenling Division to help after communicating with the Zhenling Division.
Even if the city lord of Jingtao City personally went to the Lingsi branch in Jingtao Town to ask for help, the chief would not give him face.
All the chief ministers are directly subordinate to the chief minister.
You must know that some senior ministers may not listen to all the words of their left and right ministers.
And one of the chief envoys of the Lingsi branch in Jingtao Town is such a veteran.
It turns out that the Sky City is not only related to Gao Feng, the disciple of Cicada Mian, but also has a close relationship with Zhenlingsi.
It seems that Sky City, which is currently at the center of public opinion, has two crown princes standing behind it.
It is hard not to be afraid of such a force.
Wang Ce nodded and said.
"I will arrange the Zhenling Guards and Zhenling Division for coordinated defense."
"If Sky City causes too much noise on the islands in the distant sea, it will threaten the safety of Jingtai City."
"Sky City needs to give Jingtao City an explanation afterwards."
Lin Yuan said extremely solemnly when he heard this.
"Let the Zhenling Division know in advance just in case."
"Not threatening the safety of the people in Jingtao City is my bottom line."
In fact, Lin Yuan asked Hongthorn to inform Bai Yan, partly in order to have stronger strength to fight against the strong men of the Sea Tribe.
Compete with the strong men around Anhe.
On the other hand, it is also to firmly protect the safety of Jingtao City in the storm.
After discussing cooperation with Wang Ce and delivering the resources of the Paradise Sea Clan.
Lin Yuan was about to leave the City Lord's Mansion and join Liu Jie in killing the Heavenly Butterfly.
As soon as she stepped out of the room's threshold, the Blood Bath Mother asked Lin Yuan.
"Lord City Lord, everything is done now, Qi Heng is of no use anymore."
"I wonder what you are going to do?"
Hearing this, Lin Yuan followed the Blood Bath Mother's gaze and saw Qi Heng, who was as motionless as a bamboo pole on the training ground.
"Mother of the Bloodbath, please let Qi Heng return to the capital to deal with the endgame of the Bliss Sea Clan."
"Tell Qi Heng to give him the five million Glory Coins after he finishes dealing with the endgame of the Bliss Sea Clan."
As soon as Lin Yuan finished speaking, the Mother of Blood Bath appeared in front of Qi Heng.
"We have nothing to do with you here. You can go back to the capital now."
"I will not take back the red crystal spider on your shoulder. I will always use the red crystal spider to monitor you."
"When you go back to clean up the mess and clear up resources, don't try to play any tricks."
After saying that, the Blood Bath Mother flashed back to Lin Yuan's side.
Lin Yuan and the Bloody Mother left the city lord's mansion under the escort of Wang Ce.
At this time, Qi Heng, who was standing on the training field, looked extremely ugly, but he could do nothing about the arrangement of the Mother of Blood Bath.
He could only return to the royal capital in despair.
Qi Heng felt rather regretful that he could not witness the conflict between the Sky City and the disciple Anhe under the long lamp crown.
Qi Heng secretly thought, don't care how strong your city in the sky is.
If you dare to conflict with your disciples, who will die if you don’t die!?
…
At dusk when the clouds were rolling in, the setting sun coated the clouds with a faint blood color.
At this time, there were seven faint beams of light shining among the clouds.
Tracing the source of the light, we saw seven rays of light coming from an extremely luxurious spiritual car.
This spiritual vehicle creates the appearance of a temple.
The shapes of spiritual vehicles are diverse, and although temple shapes are rare, they are not unheard of.
But what is quite strange is that the people pulling the cart are actually seven lanterns that emit light beams in front of the cart.
If you look closely at the lanterns, you can see that there are thousands of fireflies in each lantern.
Apparently there are thousands of fireflies-like spiritual creatures inside each of the seven lamps.
The spirit vehicle pulled by a lantern was speeding through the sky. In the vehicle, a young man with half-long hair was playing with a colorful light group.
The young man's eyes are like a falcon, but the teardrop mole under his right eye makes the young man's sharp eyes look much softer.
Sitting next to the young man were two middle-aged men.
In addition to the two middle-aged men, there was also an old man standing behind the young man.
The old man's eyes were half-closed, but his energy was firmly surrounding the young man.
Although the old man did not sit in the spiritual car like the two middle-aged men, the two middle-aged men treated the old man with unusual respect.
One of the middle-aged men looked at the young man playing with the colorful light group and said with a smile.
"Little Master, Zhu Junmian's disciple Gu Lang didn't even last ten minutes against you this time."
"Presumably in the selection of the Hui Yao Envoys in two years' time, I will definitely be able to compete for the top three spots."
Before the middle-aged man finished speaking, the young man playing with the colorful light group had already stared at the middle-aged man who was speaking.
The young man turned his hand, put the colorful light ball in his hand into the lantern-shaped bracelet on his wrist, and said in a rather unkind tone.
"Uncle Cheng, I have told you many times not to call me little landlord."
"Senior brother is the best candidate for Young Master. Calling me Young Master is tantamount to disrespecting Senior Brother."
"This time Gu Lang and I competed. Gu Lang didn't use all his strength. He just used the Squid of the Old Days, the main battle spirit."
"I didn't use the desolate bloodline spiritual objects and the holy source objects at all."
"Gu Lang's desolate bloodline spiritual object is stronger than Gu Lang's main combat spiritual object, the Old Squid."
"The real power of Gu Lang lies in the explosive power shown by his holy source objects that assist his desolate bloodline spiritual objects after he activates the holy source objects."
"He didn't use his true strength at all. He has nothing to be happy about if I win."
The middle-aged man called Uncle Cheng smiled coquettishly when he heard the young man's words, feeling a little helpless in his heart.
Why can't I remember to call him Young Master He when I call him Anhe?
Because of calling me Little Louzhu, I was corrected by Anhe at least twenty or thirty times.
With his memory, it's no wonder Anhe doesn't like himself.
But why can’t I have a longer memory?
Can anyone teach me how to think twice before speaking?
Another middle-aged man looked at the scenery outside the spiritual vehicle, then looked at the time, and said to Anhe.
"Young Master He, we will arrive at Jingtao City in a few hours."