Deep in the ice cave, there are several twisty and turns, shining with expensive dragon balls and broken gold, with a dreamy beauty.

"Your Excellency, please here."

Since leaving the public eye, Sparta's attitude has become intriguing.

Every move seems to pay more attention to etiquette, but in the afterglow, there is no curiosity that cannot be hidden.

But he didn't ask or explore.

Instead, he led Bai Wushang through one igloo after another and walked to the deepest part of the cave.

It took him five minutes to stop and bow and salute:

"Your Excellency, please, Grandpa is waiting for you."

"It's hard for you." Bai Wushang nodded slightly, crossed a ripple-shaped barrier, and the scene changed again.

It was a study room with a row of old books. From the perspective of falling from the dust, few people touched it, and the whole body exuded the breath of Chen Mu.

On the right side of the bookshelf, there is a long table made of red animal bones, and an old man with a greasy head and a little cold-looking man, holding a scroll in his hand under the cover of a dark blue candlelight, reading the message indifferently.

"Pa--" Seeing someone passing by, the old man closed the scroll, raised his forehead, and a sharp gaze swept away.

After a while, the sharp eyes as sharp as a sword faded away. The old man hooked his fingers and the teapot on the table automatically poured over. A cup of steaming lilac tea with a scent of fragrance, floating steadily ten inches in front of Bai Wushang's chest, a position that he could hold with just raising his hand.

"I didn't expect that that person would even accept disciples in his lifetime..."

Sbaan spoke with slightest, not knowing whether it was mocking or feeling.

"Cherish it well. She is the strongest rising star in Longting in modern times. It took only less than five hundred years to awaken her soul power to climbing the limit of the Saint Lord. She is at least 30% sure to become the Emperor's Ancestor in the future..."

Bai Wushang was slightly shocked. This was the information he had not yet grasped.

Unexpectedly, the drunken holy envoy was not an old witch, but among the Holy Lord, he was actually a young man?

In this way, the two people in front of her are probably old antiques, and the age span cannot be calculated.

Bai Wushen's heart-breaking electric shock flashed, and endless thoughts emerged in a flash.

Then he confirmed something.

The president of the Feilong Chamber of Commerce, Sparan, who was formerly one of the Dragon Knights, was still not qualified to know about the Sequence Son.

Han Zimo still used the so-called master's identity as an excuse according to the content mentioned earlier.

"Senior, my master... In addition to being outstanding in talent and strong in strength, what else can I do?"

Bai Wushang hesitated for a moment and boldly asked out his thoughts deep in his heart.

It is said that those in the authorities are confused, while those onlookers are clear.

This kind of boss who is suspected of being an acquaintance, old friend, and former colleague, is particularly important in how to view the drunken holy envoy.

"Apart from talent and strength?" Sbaan chewed twice and realized something: "She likes to drink, and often makes mistakes for this. Either we wipe her butt or her pet animal is working hard and running around, it seems unreliable..."

"What? Do you feel this way too?" Bai Wushang exclaimed in secret, his heart getting colder.

OK, it’s not an illusion. The characteristic of this holy envoy is “unreliable”.

It seems that when you go to the Holy Court to quit the angels, you have to make a long-term plan and you must figure it out before you can enter the practical stage!

Bai Wushang firmly believed in his beliefs and his eyes became a little harder.

Sparan seemed to think of something, his face trembled, and waved his hand as if he was careless:

"Your master has a bad temper, especially when you are awake."

"Remember, we didn't talk about anything just now. I don't want to be beaten by her in the name of interrogation..."

"Are you a violent maniac?" Bai Wushang was surprised.

Thinking of the Nine Saints' Fire Collection and its still unscathed beautiful body, he immediately believed it.

"Well, let's talk about other things, other things..."

Sbaan knocked on the table and finally remembered the important thing:

"Your master said you want to temper your growth and will not give you too much support. You can fight for whatever you want."

"So we do business, what do you lack, I will sell it to you at the price of the saints."

"Well..." Bai Wushang had no choice but to cut off his worries about the future, and returned to reality. He thought about it and asked seriously:

"Senior, I have a friend who is not long since his life is in life. Is there any way to solve it? If not, is there any way to improve it?"

"The blood succession defect?" Sbaan raised his eyebrows, "This is very troublesome, you basically don't need to think about solving it. I don't have this ability, and your master may not have it."

"Let's just think of the improvement plan. What type of blood succession is it? What level is it? What is the form of defect manifestation?"

Sbaan asked questions continuously, and Bai Wushang informed Zero of the situation as in detail as possible.

"Daqian Dynasty? Ji Tiancheng's adopted daughter?"

The old man showed a strange look, "This person used to be my subordinate. Because of his serious dereliction of duty, he had to let him retire and return home."

"I didn't expect you to come from that little place. It seems that you can stand out in the trial and get drunken recognition, which is even more extraordinary..."

Bai Wushang blinked, and was also a little surprised.

This is too coincidental. Could it be that the fate of the darkness is arranged again?

He had a lot of thoughts in his mind, but he immediately gave up this idea.

It shouldn't be that the Dragon of Destiny is the first generation dragon god, so how could he have so much leisure and energy to keep worrying about him?

It is reasonable to think about the age of the Red Dragon Emperor who is over 1,000 years old, and this stronger saint who leads to longer life.

Sparan held his chin and thought for a few minutes, and replied:

"If it is related to "blood", I do have some ideas, but I need to further observe her blood succession, and it is best to get the sample directly."

"In addition, without ensuring 100% success, you have to pay at least an item of value equivalent to a sacred sacred medicine. Do you have such a principal?"

"There is no problem with the holy medicine, there is just one."

Bai Wushang opened the storage ring to show off his rich collection.

"There is a holy medicine here, several drops of holy blood, a half-rotten holy dragon skeleton, some broken holy dragon scales, a large number of rare ores, a large number of intermediate-level spiritual medicines, and a large number of medium-level and low-level dragon materials..."

Sbaan's fingers that hit the table at a constant speed stopped, swept across the dazzling array of treasures, and looked at Bai Wushang's face deeply.

"The Killing Musk Flower... This is a precious holy medicine that will only be given by the Holy Son after being promoted to the Holy Son in the past three thousand years. There is no channel for circulation outside, and there will be no such thing as in the Dragon Island... under normal circumstances."

"Is that true?" Bai Wushang was stunned, his smile gradually disappeared, and then slowly raised.

"Senior, would you believe it if I said I picked it up?"

Sparan took a deep breath, closed his eyes and said to himself:

"I understand, you are very involved with the returning lineage, and it is suspected to be the link."

"But I can't blame me. She didn't explain the details completely and did not keep the recycled items. She was unreliable..."

"And she asked me to come, but she didn't tell me too much reason. Just a name for giving a small meal for the younger generation, as the former ruling dragon cavalry, as a saint who cherishes his life, I should have kept enough suspicion, right?"

A black thread appeared on Bai Wushang's forehead.

Explain? She didn't wake up, okay? It's all pet animals doing things!
Chapter completed!