"Bang. ”

A loud explosion sounded, and the sound waves spread out in all directions, and the small animals hiding in the grass were frightened and fled in all directions.

"Bang. ”

Another loud bang.

The head of the white elf guard, with his fist, tentatively bombarded the world passage in front of him, which was not allowed to pass.

A cultivator at the beginning of the fourth order used spiritual energy to wrap his fist, and every punch he threw contained a thousand catties of power.

When the White Elf Guard's fist landed on the World Passage, the invisible barrier was like a leaf falling on the surface of a calm lake, and a small ripple appeared.

After bombarding more than a dozen rounds in a row, the White Elf Guard Captain stopped his attack, and he frowned as he looked at the indestructible world passage in front of him.

"Elder Guard, judging from the current situation, fourth-order cultivators cannot pass through this world passage. The deputy of the White Elf Guard Chief said his guess with joy on his face.

The head of the white elf guard nodded, then looked at several subordinates with the early and middle stages of the third order, and ordered, "You few are now trying to enter this world passage. ”

"Yes. The three guards with different strengths received the order and immediately walked towards the World Passage.

"There are really restrictions on access......," the white elf guard chief said thoughtfully as he watched the three subordinates enter the world passage in turn.

A moment later, the three White Elf guards who had entered the World Passage returned, their faces filled with incredulous expressions just like the same companions who had entered the World Passage in the first place.

After his subordinates returned, the White Elf Guard Captain took out a telecommunication artifact from his bosom made from the branches of the 'Tree of Life'.

The spiritual light in his hand surged, and the white elf guard chief used his spiritual power to engrave what he had learned into the communication spirit weapon in his hand.

"Buzz ......"

Absorbing psionic energy, the activated teleportation artifact emitted a burst of sounds.

Thousands of miles away, in the study room in the palace of the 'capital' of the White Elf Clan, the king of the White Elf Clan, Leng Ke, who had not slept all night, stood in front of a wall in the study with a map of the continent, and he was thinking about something at the moment.

"Stepping on ......"

Light footsteps came from far and near, and a beautiful figure walked into Leng Ke's study.

"Father. Linglan, who had a small plate in her hand, walked into her father's study and shouted to her father, who was contemplating.

When Leng Ke heard his daughter's voice, he turned his head, looked at the things in her hand, and said with a smile, "Lan'er, you got up so early!"

"Well, I heard that you didn't have breakfast, so I went to the imperial kitchen and boiled a bowl of porridge myself! Linglan said to her father as she put the plate in her hand on the table.

"You are recovering from a serious illness, and resting in the dormitory is the only way to cook porridge, and we will talk about it when you are well-cultivated. Leng Ke came to the table and sat down, looked at her daughter lovingly, and criticized her.

"After the treatment of His Excellency Lin Fei, my body has been completely recovered, but my strength has not fully recovered, and walking around outside is more conducive to recovery than resting in the dormitory. ”

Ling Lan said with a smile, and at the same time opened the lid of the casserole and served a bowl of porridge made with a variety of edible petals to her father.

"I haven't drunk your own porridge in years since your illness erupted. Ling Ke looked at the porridge that his daughter put in front of him, and said with some emotion.

"Father, drink it quickly! Linglan said with a smile.

"Hmm. Leng Ke nodded, then picked up the spoon and scooped up a mouthful of porridge.

"How does it taste?" asked Linglan to her father with a little apprehension.

"What does it taste ......," Ling Ke looked embarrassed.

"I haven't cooked for so long, and it seems that my skills have deteriorated a lot. Linglan muttered a little depressedly.

Ling Ke, who was still embarrassed, suddenly changed his expression, and said to his daughter with a smile, "Lan'er, the porridge you cooked is still as delicious as ever." ”

Seeing a happy smile on her father's face, Linglan suddenly realized, and said to her father angrily, "Father, why are you like this! I worked so hard to make porridge for you, and you actually teased me." ”

"Haha......" Leng Ke laughed heartily, he hadn't been so happy in a long time since his daughter was sick and bedridden.

Linglan looked at her father who was drinking porridge, and saw that the sorrow between his eyebrows dissipated a lot, and her mood became happy.

............

A moment later, Ling Ke, who had no appetite because of the World Passage incident, drank two bowls of porridge cooked by his daughter.

When Linglan packed up the dishes and chopsticks and was about to leave, a guard outside the door hurriedly walked into the study.

"Your Majesty, there is news from the elder guard. The guard said, pulling out a glowing teleportation artifact from his pocket.

Ling Ke, who was originally relaxed, suddenly became serious after hearing the guard's words.

He got up from his chair and walked quickly to the guard, taking the glowing teleportation artifact from his hand.

Just as he was about to hear the news of the message, he noticed that his daughter was looking curiously at the artifact in his hand.

"Lan'er, if it's okay, you can go back first! I still have important state affairs to deal with. Leng Ke said to his daughter.

"Yes, Father. Ling Lan smiled, and then left with the plate.

Miao Mu, who was waiting outside the door, saw Her Royal Highness the princess coming out of the study, and she hurriedly stepped forward to take the plate in the other party's hand.

The two left the study for a distance, and Miao Mu asked Linglan, "Your Highness, Your Majesty must be in a good mood after drinking the porridge you cooked yourself!"

Linglan nodded first, then shook her head, her reaction confused Miao Mu.

"Your Highness, what's wrong?"

"Father, he drank the porridge I cooked myself, and his mood had improved, but then a guard came to report something, and my father's mood suddenly became worse again. ”

Miao Mu listened quietly and did not say anything, and then a flash of inspiration flashed in Linglan's mind, and she said to Miao Mu.

"Miaomu, since my father and His Excellency Lin Fei were alone yesterday, his has become very bad.

And just now he had to be in a better mood, but because of the news brought by the guard, it was bad, do you say that there is such a possibility, the news that the guard will report is related to His Excellency Lin Fei. ”

Miao Mu thought for a while and said to Linglan, "There is a possibility." ”

"Well, it's a pity that the guards won't tell anyone other than my father what they know. Linglan sighed helplessly.

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