The first thousand three hundred and forty-one chapters of the god king
"Everyone, welcome." Before anyone arrived, the ethereal and soft sounds of nature floated into everyone's ears.
The sound is soft and refined, like a clear spring in the mountains, and it makes your heart happy to listen to it.
Han Xiangdong tried his best to suppress his livid face, forced a smile, and took the initiative to greet him at the door.
Gu Batong suddenly stood up, trotted forward with trembling fat around his waist, and shouted from a distance: "Sister Yun, Sister Yun!"
The other invited guests stood up one after another to greet him. Even if they did not greet him, they stood up to show respect.
Only Xia Qingchen still maintained a leaning posture, closing his eyes to rest.
Everyone was eagerly anticipating the arrival of Yun Hua Xin dressed up.
Wearing a nine-colored phoenix robe that is extremely beautiful and unparalleled in time and space, it dances with the wind, making the appearance of the prosperous age breathtaking.
Han Xiangdong and Gu Batong were both fascinated. They stared at Yun Huaxin who was like a fairy descending to earth without blinking. It is difficult to describe the shock in their hearts.
The rest of the people couldn't take their eyes off him either. This was not the first time they met Yun Hua Xin, but every time they met, their hearts could not be more excited.
"Everyone, you are polite." Yun Huaxin came to the living room and bowed.
The posture is elegant and fascinating.
The arrogant and unruly Han Xiangdong restrained his temper at this moment and bowed politely: "See Miss Yun."
Yun Hua responded with a smile in his heart, but his eyes did not stay on Han Xiangdong for even a breath, but looked for the legendary son of Nanyuan Phoenix Queen.
Unfortunately, the people who came to greet us were all familiar faces and there were no expectations.
She couldn't help but cast her eyes on the maid beside her, meaning, didn't she come?
The maid hurriedly lowered her voice and said: "I asked the guard and found that someone from Baiyun Village is here, holding your letter."
Already here?
Yun Hua couldn't help but look into the living room. She separated from the crowd and stepped inside.
The huge living room is completely empty, and you can take a quick look at it.
With just one glance, she saw Xia Qingchen resting silently in the corner, and her eyebrows suddenly wrinkled: "Why is it you?"
The person he invited was the son of Queen Nanyuan, not this despicable villain who pursued him through dirty means.
Xia Qingchen shook the invitation in his hand: "Didn't you invite me?"
Yun Huaxin recognized it at a glance. It was a letter to the owner of Baiyun Villa, but how could it be in Xia Qingchen's hands?
"Where is Master Baiyun?" Yun Huaxin asked.
Xia Qingchen just realized that Yun Huaxin didn't know that Baiyun Villa was already owned by Xia Qingchen, so he said casually: "It's inconvenient for the owner of Baiyun Villa to come, so let me represent him."
Sure enough!
Not to mention how disappointed Yun Huaxin was.
She showed up dressed up just to make a stunning impression on the son of Queen Nanyuan, whom she had never met before.
But the other party sent a subordinate with bad conduct.
"What is your relationship with Master Baiyun?" Yun Huaxin almost asked.
Xia Qingchen looked at her lightly: "Just think of me as his servant."
Or just a servant?
Yun Hua was deeply disappointed, and at the same time she felt deeply humiliated. The son of Queen Nanyuan disrespected her too much.
A solemn invitation resulted in a servant representative attending.
A simple conversation caused quite a stir in the room.
"It turned out to be a little servant who was filling in for someone else!"
"It's inexplicable. The servant is still so arrogant, challenging Han Xiangdong?"
Everyone has doubts about what you say and what I say.
Obviously, it is really insulting to their high status to allow them to attend a private communication meeting with a servant.
Han Xiangdong finally caught the clue and sneered: "Let me tell you, why did you attend Miss Yun's private exchange meeting? It turns out that you are a human being!"
He pointed at himself and then at the rest of the people present: "Any one of us here is much more noble than you. This is not a place for you to come!"
Xia Qingchen smiled lightly and disagreed.
"If a person has a sense of shame, why would he not even drive you away like this?" Han Xiangdong pretended to be a gentleman. In reality, he would have beaten people a long time ago.
Xia Qingchen said leisurely: "When did this place become your Han Xiangdong's territory, and it was your turn to give orders?"
"Or is it that Miss Yun's heart already belongs to you, and you are the only one who will obey?"
From the corner of his eye, he glanced at Yun Huaxin, who remained calm and allowed Han Xiangdong to attack.
The latter's expression changed and he urgently refuted the rumor: "Your Majesty, you have misunderstood! I and Mr. Han are just ordinary friends and have nothing to do with each other."
She treated Han Xiangdong as her host and said sternly: "Mr. Han, you are also one of the guests. Please respect other guests."
Han Xiangdong secretly gritted his teeth and looked like a humble gentleman: "I'm sorry, I said too much."
He lowered his head and glared at Xia Qingchen fiercely, showing his fierce look.
Xia Qingchen didn't care and said: "In that case, should we exhibit the fairy's private collection as soon as possible?"
Yun Huaxin calmly showed everyone an elegant smile like a spring breeze: "Young masters and ladies, please come with me."
She led a group of people to a closed attic.
The door opened, and a variety of ancient objects were already displayed inside.
Each piece is covered with the vicissitudes of time, and many of them have decayed to the point of losing their original appearance.
"The first floor is the scrap area. Although they are all ancient objects, all of them were once sixth-level nirvana. Unfortunately, they have been eroded by the years and turned into scrap metal." Yun Huaxin briefly introduced.
Everyone looked at it with admiration, and they were all amazed.
Yun Huaxin is the only strange person who can collect undersea relics, and his treasures make even the tombkeepers curious.
"They are all from a certain advanced martial arts civilization." Han Xiangdong lamented.
Gu Batong groped his chin: "I heard from my father that the mainland was once a holy land of martial arts and produced countless outstanding figures."
"But since the death of God King Wuchen a thousand years ago, the world has undergone drastic changes, spiritual energy has rapidly passed away, and the holy land of the past has become the barbaric wilderness it is today."
"Only Linlang Island still retains the aura of the past, but it is not half as good as it once was."
Everyone was disappointed after hearing this rumor.
How prosperous was the mainland a thousand years ago?
No wonder that at that time, many super strong men and even gods were born on the continent.
But what about now?
For hundreds of years, not to mention gods, even the sun has been unable to be conceived.
In the past hundred years, even the big moon position has not appeared again.
The decline of the mainland can be described as a cliff-like fall.
"These should be the relics that the ancestors of the mainland sunk at the bottom of the sea during their overseas expeditions thousands of years ago." Gu Batong sighed with disappointment as he recalled the past.
Everyone was immersed in the regret of the passing of the prosperity of their ancestors, but Yun Huaxin had already climbed the stairs to the second floor.
Her beautiful eyes were filled with awe: "The second floor is the relic of God King Wuchen."
What?
Everyone in the audience was surprised. Thousands of years ago, the god king who ruled the nine heavens and commanded the world?
Even Xia Qingchen was shocked.
Are there any relics of his?
That is impossible. He has been away from the mortal world for thousands of years. Except for a very small number of his relics in the temple, it is impossible for the outside world to possess them. (Updated at 12:30 noon tomorrow)