"Master, Duan Ling came here just now and seems to have some doubts about me." Liu Qingtian said to Xiao Long in the yard.
"I see!"
Xiao Long nodded slightly.
So what if he was suspicious? Even if he knew the truth, Xiao Long would not be afraid at all!
Xiao Long knows the details of the Zhao family very well. Apart from Zhao Xinghe, the strongest family leader, Zhao Chen, is only a mid-level fifth-level Martial Emperor! Counting the two ancestors, there are only three fifth-level Martial Emperors! Even if it takes a thousand years
In the past, not much has changed.
As long as the Galaxy Sword Emperor doesn't come over in person, what does Xiao Long have to fear based on the Zhao family's little miscellaneous fish?
With Xinghe's temperament, Xiao Long didn't think that he would come to celebrate the wedding of a great-great-grandson of an unknown generation in the family.
"Dong dong dong!"
At this time, there was a knock on the courtyard gate.
Xiao Long's spiritual consciousness had already seen the person coming, it was Murong Yan, and her ghost was really lingering.
"Open the door!"
"Yes!" Liu Qingtian walked over and opened the door.
Murong Yan leaned on the stone lion at the door and looked at the two people in the room with a smile. To be precise, she looked at Xiao Long.
Xiao Long raised his eyebrows, looking at him for what?
"City Master Liu, I have something to say. Can I talk to your nephew alone?" Murong Yan smiled movingly and looked at Xiao Long with her beautiful eyes.
Liu Qingtian frowned slightly and glanced at Xiao Long.
"No need to talk alone, just say whatever you want here!" Xiao Long walked out of the yard.
Murong Yan blinked her eyes, and after thinking for a moment, she smiled brightly and threw over a token engraved with a blue dragon.
"It's nothing important. I just want to make friends with you. This is the Blue Dragon Token from my Vientiane Chamber of Commerce. In the eastern part of the Middle-earth God's Domain, this token still has some effect. It can be regarded as a meeting gift." Murong Yan stared at Xiao.
Dragon, with a moving smile.
Xiao Long took the Azure Dragon Order, which could make countless people covet it, and took it into the inner world without even looking at it.
Murong Yan's expression was stunned. Everyone in the Middle-earth Divine Realm knew what the Azure Dragon Order meant. It represented the highest invitation from the Vientiane Chamber of Commerce. Even the most famous and powerful Martial Emperor was not qualified to receive it.
Xiao Long did not show even a little bit of excitement, which made Murong Yan embarrassed.
"What's going on with Liu Yuanshan?"
Murong Yan really didn't understand, so she could only smile awkwardly: "Young friend Liu Yuanshan really has extraordinary vision."
Xiao Long glanced at her. He had known for a long time that Murong Yan had been secretly observing him all the time from yesterday to now. She just saw that he was unusual and wanted to test it out.
Xiao Long didn't bother to pay attention to this kind of person, as long as it didn't prevent him from killing people.
"Thank you for your Qinglong Order. If I have the opportunity, I will go to the Vientiane Chamber of Commerce. Next, don't follow me, otherwise you will be responsible for the consequences!"
Xiao Long gave a cold reminder and left the yard with Liu Qingtian without looking back.
Murong Yan's smile immediately froze, and her face turned blue and white, uglier than eating shit.
"I have never seen such an unreasonable person!" Murong Yan was extremely angry.
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At this moment, the atmosphere in the imperial city has reached its liveliest moment. The streets are full of people, occupying all the streets and alleys near the palace.
Looking around, the streets are covered with fiery red petals, red lanterns are hung on the houses on the streets, people are beating gongs and drums, and the whole imperial city is filled with joy.
The damage suffered yesterday was repaired overnight. Even the East City, which collapsed most of the way, has been completely repaired, and until now, there have been no attacks.
This makes people have to admire Duan Ling's deterrence.
Xiao Long took Liu Qingtian into the inner world and walked into the crowd. Now there was no need to disguise his identity. He just waited for the Zhao family to come over and started killing.
The main gate of the imperial city is called Jinling Gate.
At this moment, on the wall of Jinling Gate, there is a row of figures wearing golden robes and different postures, all of whom are members of the Jinling royal family. As the emperor, Duan Ling stood on the top of the city tower, looking at the sky in the distance.
Everyone is waiting for the Zhao family's wedding team to arrive.
Time passed minute by minute.
In the morning, no one came.
At noon, no one came.
Not only Duan Ling, but many guests in the imperial city frowned, why haven't they come yet?
Xiao Long was not in a hurry at all. No matter he came early or late, the outcome would be the same.
After a long time, when the time came to the afternoon and approaching evening, Duan Ling finally saw movement in the distance.
A cloud of purple spiritual energy flew from the sky. On top of the cloud was a young man wearing a blue robe. This man's face was iconic, with sharp edges and corners, and his lips seemed to be carved with a knife. He had an indescribable sense of beauty.
The young man was wearing a purple scabbard, and his aura was like an unsheathed sword. There seemed to be invisible sword energy bursting out from his body, and his heroic spirit was overwhelming.
This person is none other than the ninth son of the Zhao family, Zhao Xingjiu.
"Zhao Xingjiu is here!"
"That is the ninth young master of the Zhao family!"
"It's finally here! I've been waiting for almost a day!"
Complaints are complaints. When Zhao Xingjiu actually arrived, everyone was still shocked by the fierce momentum.
"As expected of the Zhao family, they have extraordinary bearing!"
"It would be great if I could marry into the Zhao family!"
There was a burst of discussion among the crowd below, and many young women showed admiration, looking forward to one day marrying into the Zhao family and being as prestigious as Jinling Wanguo.
Zhao Xingjiu flew to the front of the imperial city on the clouds, and greeted Duan Ling at the top of the city tower: "Father-in-law!"
"Good nephew!"
When Duan Ling saw that Zhao Xingjiu came alone and was not wearing wedding clothes, Duan Ling felt a little strange: "Why are you, nephew, here alone?"
After hearing this, Zhao Xingjiu smiled and said, "Why, am I not enough by myself?"
"Uh..." Duan Ling was a little embarrassed. After all, the other party was here to pick up the bride. Why didn't he even have a team? Only Zhao Xingjiu came.
Thanks to their grand preparations for Jinling Wanguo, they had publicized it all over the world a month ago and attracted a large number of guests. As a result, the Zhao family was late in announcing the arrival of a real owner. I felt that the Zhao family was just perfunctory.
But the other party was the Zhao family. Duan Ling did not dare to neglect him at all. He quickly raised his hands and said with a smile: "Please come quickly, my dear nephew!"
"There is no need to act like this. I will marry her as I said and I won't regret it." Zhao Xingjiu said calmly, bypassing Duan Ling and flying towards the palace.
Duan Ling's expression froze, and the corner of his mouth twitched fiercely.
"Brother, this Zhao Xingjiu is too..."
Some of the tribesmen around Duan Ling were so angry that they were about to complain, but Duan Ling interrupted them: "Shut up!"
"Yes!" Everyone gritted their teeth and dared not speak in anger.
Zhao Xingjiu flew to the front of the palace, and the two elders Xuanming and Ming ascended into the sky, cupping their hands and saying, "Young Master."
"Well, I heard there was some trouble in the palace. Is she okay?"
"Back to the young master, Princess Jinling is fine for the time being." Xuanming and Xuanming said in unison.