Chapter 40: The secret realm fluctuates, return to the human realm

Song Lanyi:...Mr. Gongsun, must we be so persistent in killing the Ming King?

Gongsun Ji ignored Song Lanyi's inexplicable eyes, had a smile on the corner of his mouth, and fanned with a good mood.

When he was in a good mood, he simply used another great scholar Wenbao "a thousand miles a day".

With the blessing of the great scholar Wenbao, they came from Qingwu City to the human border town in just half a day.

However, at this moment, a violent spatial fluctuation came from the depths of the demon man.

Gongsun Ji frowned, his pupils turned silver-gray, and he looked into the distance.

Previously, there were layers of space in the distance, and ripples like ripples spreading to the distance.

Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something, and his expression suddenly changed.

"Is this... this is the secret realm opened?"

The secret realm is a small world, and there are great opportunities in the small world, such as minerals, secret treasures, and even treasures leading to the saints' way, which is not impossible...

But for a moment, Gongsun Ji made up his mind, "No, I have to go and see. The secret realm is not a trivial matter, it is related to my human fortune. Zhu Xulin, if you have good things in your hands, don't be reluctant to use them at this time."

He looked solemn, and a murderous aura burst out, "Zhu Xulin, can you do it if I ask you to escort them back to Dingyuan City safely?"

Zhu Xulin had the illusion that the burden on his shoulders was much heavier. He gritted his teeth, "I can!"

Gongsun Ji looked at him deeply, "Okay. I'll come when I go."

Someone behind him wanted to speak but stopped, "Sir, what if this is a trick of the demon barbarian?"

Gongsun Ji stood proudly with his hands behind his back and said indifferently, "I am invincible under the third level!"

The man said quietly, "But if there is a third-level realm, what should I do?"

The atmosphere fell into a strange silence.

Gongsun Ji looked at the person who was talking deeply, and after a while, he said, "If I come back alive, please wait for me!"

The solemn atmosphere dissipated most of the time because of this sentence.

Everyone smiled kindly.

Song Lanyi thought for a moment and added, "Mr. Gongsun, I will give you the two poems I have obtained today, and you may gain something."

Gongsun Ji's eyes lit up. Yes, why did he forget? Song Lanyi also wrote poems that spread to the world.

He took the rice paper stained with ink, took it into his bag with precious qualities, bowed to Song Lanyi, and left without saying another word.

One day later.

With the blessing of the saint Wenbao, Zhu Xulin and his group had arrived at the gate of Dingyuan City.

Unexpectedly, what was waiting for them at the city gate was not the soldiers guarding the city gate, but the two unexpected people.

——The King of Ming and…The Saint of Hundred Flowers.

When Zhu Xulin saw the Ming King, his neck subconsciously shrank, yearning for Song Lanyi to hide behind him.

But he was stunned and reacted.

What are he afraid of?!

This time he made great contributions!

Go to the territory of the demon barbarian, grab Canghai Tower, and escort everyone. These things are not adulterated at all.

Although he has not made much attention, he is more about using his saints and treasures...

However, having a saint's literary treasure is also a kind of strength~

He stood up with a smile, looked at the Ming King, and winked, "Your Majesty... I'm so happy."

The Ming King looked calm and said lightly, "You should call me Uncle Wang."

Zhu Xulin's expression changed suddenly, and he subconsciously turned his head to look at Song Lanyi.

Song Lanyi looked very calm, obviously not surprised by Zhu Xulin's identity.

When the Ming King saw Song Lanyi, he finally smiled.

But when he turned around and saw Zhu Xulin, he scolded coldly again, "Idiot! Do you think everyone is as stupid as you? Do you think your identity has not been discovered?"

Zhu Xulin was stunned and looked at Song Lanyi. Seeing that she blinked at her, a sincere smile appeared on her face. He patted Song Lanyi on the shoulder vigorously, "Good brother! I really did read you right! Yes, you are the person who can get along with me normally after knowing my identity!"

He slid his hair on his forehead and said a little arrogantly, "After all,... the domineering aura like me is not something that ordinary people can bear."

Song Lanyi was speechless. After pondering for a moment, she immediately laughed and scolded: "Get out!"

The people behind him were a little helpless, but they also admired Song Lanyi.

It’s okay for Zhu Xulin to do so, but this kid doesn’t know what the origin is.

But at a young age, Song Lanyi can laugh and scold with a normal heart in front of the strong, which shows her stable mentality.

Even Song Hanhai couldn't help but sigh that his daughter has really grown up.

In the gap between speaking, the presence of the Saint Baihua has been reduced to a minimum.

The gauze on her face covered her facial features below her nose, revealing only a pair of curved willow eyebrows and a pair of eyes that looked like a pool of autumn water.

She looked at Song Lanyi with a little curiosity.

Is this the founder of the New Way?

This is not the first time she has seen such a person, but there are still very few people as young as Song Lanyi.

Suddenly, she took off the veil and smiled at Song Lanyi, "You are Song Lanyi, right?"

When the Ming King saw the Saint of Flowers lifting the veil, the ancient well's state of mind stirred up a turbulent moment.

It is rumored that the saints of Baihua always wear tulle faces and rarely show their true faces.

Only when facing someone she thinks is extremely important will the Saint of Flowers take off the veil.

Song Lanyi...what is special about it?

At this time, Zhu Xulin could no longer help but start showing off this thrilling journey.

"Uncle Wang, you don't know that this time I not only used the saint Wenbao, but Song Lanyi also summoned a poet in wine."

The Ming King felt a vague feeling, but it was precisely this that he was even more disbelief.

His Adam's apple rolled slightly, and his voice became a little dry, "You mean...that poem to rule the country...is related to this summoned sword immortal in wine?"

Zhu Xulin shook his head, and before the Ming Dynasty could be lost, another shocking thunder broke out, "No, the poems in the country were made by others, and the sword immortal in the wine were made by the world."

Ming Wang:?!

He immediately gave Zhu Xulin a big head.

I'll make you breathe!

Is it fun to see him look ugly?

Zhu Xulin hugged his head aggrievedly, but did not dare to say much.

Seeing this, Saint Baihua smiled slightly, "Song Lanyi, let's go to the city first."

At this time, the Ming King paid attention to the big package behind Zhu Xulin and others.

Among them, the five sacks on Song Lanyi's body are the most conspicuous.

He looked at the corner of the sack, and his eyebrows hopped.

That thing... seems to be Taiyuan Tongbao?

Where did Song Lanyi get it?

The Ming King was a little confused, so he walked into the city directly and prepared to listen to the wonderful experiences of Song Lanyi and others.

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