Long Sixuan died so bleakly.
Seeing that the owner of the Dragon family did not intend to collect the corpse, the lord of the Quartet ordered the General Manager Qin to randomly pick up the Zhang mat, cover the people, and carried it out.
The hatred was rewarded, and the dragon bag felt that the whole person was relaxed.
He snuggled in the arms of his homeowner and said softly.
"Grandpa, this time, Baobao can take revenge, thanks to Sister Yue."
Long Baobao has never thanked a person like this. He only felt that he went to the mercenary city and met Ye Lingyue. It was the most right thing in his life.
Sister Yue gave him the Quartet Order, and also sent Grandpa over, giving him the biggest surprise. He vowed that he would use his life to repay Sister Yue.
"Yes, thanks to the kind girl, Bao Bao, you are now an apprentice of the Sifang City Lord. After you have completed the teacher-apprentice ceremony, our grandfather and grandchildren will come to thank the girl." Why did Longhuai's homeowner think so?
He sincerely thanked that he was only rescued before he learned from Yan Che and other populations that the life of the dragon bag and the dragon family were only supported by Ye Lingyue.
"Yes, Mr. Long, you guys are tired, and you are exhausted. I will hold a ceremony to pay homage tomorrow. Tonight, your grandfather and grandson will live in the main palace. Let me be the friend of the landlord." Said.
He had already decided to take the dragon bag as an apprentice, and the Dragon clan would form an alliance with the Sifang City.
The owner of Long's hometown did not forget to be polite. This was when he settled in the Sifang City Lord, and he lived in the city's main palace.
The world's first forging, although it has suffered through setbacks, can be regarded as satisfactory in the end.
The Sifang City Master also accepted the apprentices as they wished. After the people dispersed, a group of servants headed by the Eastern Envoy were sorting out the scene.
The sunshade hook refined by Lie Xuyang was still inserted on the ground.
It took some effort for the East Envoy to hook up the Sun Shadow with the blood stains of Luo Song on it.
The Sunshade Hook is a murder weapon. The East Envoy also received the order from the city's lord earlier. It must be carefully preserved and not allowed to be contacted by outsiders. It will need to be used when the matter is thoroughly investigated a few days later.
The East Envoy was about to put the Sun Shadow Hook away, and there was a black shadow in front of him.
The East Envoy looked up and saw Zitang Su standing in front of her.
This respected, although young, can be unparalleled in appearance, just like the god of the Nine Heavens, Rao is a middle-aged woman like the East Envoy, and he must breathe quickly in front of him.
The East Envoy was a little embarrassed. Upon closer inspection, he found that Zitang Su stared at the Sunshadow Hook in her hand.
"Sovereign, do you want to see this magic weapon?"
Seeing Zitangsu neither answered nor denied, the Eastern Envoy automatically believed that he was interested in Hikage Hook.
Zitangsu wanted to see, she naturally did not dare to talk much, and quickly handed the sun shadow hook up.
Zitangsu reached out his hand, but did not touch the Sun Shadow Hook, apparently unhappy with the blood on the Sun Shadow Hook, he frowned slightly, his sleeves moved, and the East only felt the Sun Shadow Hook in his hand. With a tremor, it was like something on the hook's physical strength was pulled out.
But looking at the Sunshadow Hook, the blood on it is still the same, nothing has changed.
The East Envoy was puzzled, and the black shadow in front of him was gone.
Zitangsu left directly, leaving nothing behind.
An inexplicable oriental messenger was left.
Feeling Zitang, you just want to touch the sun shadow hook?
The strange thing about Zitang, do you want to tell the city master?
The East Envoy was thinking, looking at Zitangsu's back again, he saw that he was walking very fast, and then at his feet, he walked completely without touching the ground and walked in the sky.
The East Envoy murmured suddenly, and dared not think further.
What's more, Zitang Zun could have any problems. How could a big man like him be related to this explosion.
The thinking logic of the big men is really weird. The Eastern ambassador shook his head, put the Japanese shadow hook away, and went back to the business.
Zitang Su was alone, and did not go to the banquet set by the Sifang City Lord.
When there were no other people around, Zitangsu spread his palms under his wide sleeves.
In his hands, there is a ray of mental power.
His mental power was drawn from the Sun Shadow Hook.
It was a softness, with a bit of tenacity.
The little woman's mental strength, like her temperament, was a bit cunning, but unfortunately she was reckless.
Instantly refining the Sun Shadow Hook with mental power, and blaming the fierce Xuyang for murder, her approach did make the real murderer ambush the law, but still left trouble.
As long as afterwards, the people of Lieyangzong came to the door and the Sifang City Lord re-examined the Sun Shadow Hook, they would still find the existence of this spiritual power.
In my mind, I passed by, a very vivid face.
When he jumped out to grab the ship, he looked straight and strong.
After snatching the boat, the villain's demeanor appeared.
After Qiankun's Zijin bag was robbed by him, he looked anxiously corrupted.
Zitangsu, who never recognized his face, found that for the first time, he remembered a person's face so deep and lingeringly deep.
But this feeling is not bad.
Even, the corners of Zi Tangsu's mouth could not help floating a smile.
In the moonlight night, the fragrant grass luxuriant, the looming smile on the man's face, but suddenly came like a spring breeze, who wrinkled the peace in his heart.
"Just once." Zitang Su thought for a moment, his fingertips together.
After talking, Zitang paused.
Suddenly remembered, this was not the first time he had sheltered the little woman.
"Last time." On his fingers, a flame of ink darker than the night sky burned.
Ye Lingyue's spiritual power is like a wick, burning in the flame of ink, and finally bursting into a ray of smoke.
In this way, the future will never end.
The ink flame disappeared, and the figure of Zitangsu also disappeared.
The sky, just past a few bright awns, galloping in a direction of the Sifang City.
In the inn, Ye Lingyue helped Feng Xin sit down.
"Take off your clothes and show me the wound."
Feng Xin listened, his ears were red.
"I can come by myself."
Although he and Ye Lingyue are close, but naked in front of her, it was the first time.
"The injuries are all behind you, and you still have eyes behind your back." Ye Lingyue was distressed, forcing Feng Xin to sit down and take his own hands, taking off his coat.
Ye Lingyue met Yan Che and others halfway along. By this time, the grandson and grandson of Longbaobao should have already met.
Because of the halfway encounter, she delayed some time. The wounds on Feng Xin's back and the blood had dried up. Some of the broken pieces of the Ding piece were even dizzy into his skin.
This dislodgement hurts muscles and bones, and even a few pieces of skin were peeled off.
Ye Lingyue just looked at it and felt terrified.