"Rou, Rou senior?" He Xuansheng looked at the familiar face in front of him and exclaimed, "You, why are you two here?"

"I'm not here secondary. Rou Qingya smiled and looked at Luoyang Qin'er, who was lying in front of He Xuansheng and sobbing in a low voice, and said, "You better comfort this Nizi first!"

He Xuansheng was stunned, and suddenly recalled what Luoyang Qin'er said before, and hurriedly patted his head vigorously. Because the sudden appearance of Shangguan and Rou Qingya deeply shocked He Xuansheng, so he also ignored Luoyang Qin'er's previous words at once, at this time, after Rou Qingya's guidance, He Xuansheng also suddenly realized that he was not, and hurriedly got up to help Luoyang Qin'er, and said: "Qin'er, are you okay, yes, I'm sorry, I ...... just now."

Before He Xuansheng finished speaking, Luo Yangqin'er had already stretched out his right hand and hit He Xuansheng's chest fiercely, crying loudly: "You bastard, who allowed you to make that kind of decision without permission, if there is no you, if there is no ......... you"

Luoyang Qin'er sobbed again as she spoke, and threw herself directly into He Xuansheng's arms, crying loudly while slapping He Xuansheng's chest hard. For a while, He Xuansheng didn't know what to do, so he could only put one hand around Luoyang Qin'er, scratch his head helplessly with the other, and let Luoyang Qin'er beat his chest wantonly, and didn't speak, just quietly looked at Luoyang Qin'er in his arms, waiting for her to calm down her state of mind.

After a long time, Luo Yangqin'er finally calmed down, and no longer beat He Xuansheng's chest, pouted and said with red eyes: "Listen, your life will be mine in the future, and you can't use this life to do these things without my permission!"

Looking at Luoyang Qin'er, who was still a little dissatisfied in his tone, He Xuansheng also smiled helplessly. Although He Xuansheng didn't dare to say that his brain was omnipotent during the battle, he had also reached a state of strategizing, but at this time, in front of this person who was still a little crying, he really couldn't think of a way.

"Okay, okay, I promise you, my life will be yours in the future, and you will be responsible for me!" He Xuansheng smiled and teased along with Luoyang Qin'er's words, "Since my life is yours, should you cherish your life?"

Listening to He Xuansheng's somewhat flirtatious tone, Luoyang Qin'er's little face was also slightly red, and she pouted and said, "You know how to play tricks!"

Just when the two of them were in you and me, a few coughs pulled the two back to reality at once: "I said Xuan Sheng, in front of our two single middle-aged uncles, is it really good for you to show affection like this?"

After listening to Rou Qingya's ridicule, He Xuansheng and the others finally reacted. Because of her shyness, Luoyang Qin'er directly fell into He Xuansheng's arms. He Xuansheng looked at the two people in front of him with some unconsciousness, and suddenly remembered something, and exclaimed, "You, you two know each other?"

Rou Qingya smiled, looked at Shangguan on the side helplessly, and said, "When the two of us met, maybe you weren't born yet!"

"Then, when I was at the Canterlot auction house, you knew about my relationship with my master?" He Xuansheng said suspiciously.

"Of course!" Rou Qingya nodded and said, "At that time, I felt the breath of the Wolong Spear from you, so I also deduced the relationship between you and the old guy Shangguan, otherwise how could I lend you the gold card so easily?"

"Hmph, when will it be your turn for my apprentice to educate!" Shangguan snatched the Wolong spear, handed it back to He Xuansheng, and said in a deep voice, "Remember, no matter when, don't let your weapon fall into the hands of others!"

He Xuansheng took the Wolong spear, nodded and then withdrew the spirit ring. At this time, Luo Yangqin'er also adjusted her mentality, raised her head and hid behind He Xuansheng, but her hands were holding He Xuansheng's arm.

"Oh, Xuan Sheng, introduce us to this Nizi!" Rou Qingya laughed and teased, "This Nizi is very beautiful, you kid has a good eye!"

He Xuansheng was stunned for a moment, then let out a soft sound, pulled Luoyang Qin'er behind him to his side and said, "Her name is Luoyang Qin'er, and she is the same age as me." Then he pointed to Shangguan and Rou Qingya: "This is my master Shangguan, and many of my knowledge and magic skills have been taught by him. This is Rou Qingya, uh, one, a middle-aged uncle who has nothing to do. ”

"What do you mean by a middle-aged uncle who has nothing to do?" Listening to He Xuansheng's description of himself, Rou Qingya also shook his head helplessly and said.

"That's what the old man told me that month old in the Central City Medicine Building!" He Xuansheng chuckled.

"Yue Lao?Yue Bansheng?" Rou Qingya thought for a while, gritted his teeth and said, "This old guy dares to comment on me like this, I have to blackmail him when I go back!"

When He Xuansheng mentioned the Central City Medicine Building, Luoyang Qin'er was also stunned for a moment, and then a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. That's where he and He Xuansheng met for the first time, if I hadn't talked to him that day, would there have been these things later?

"Okay, we also have important things to do this time, so don't waste too much time. Looking at the few people chatting hotly on the side, Shangguan turned around and said helplessly, "Xuan Sheng, we have something to do next, you two should leave first!"

"By the way, master, you haven't told me the purpose of your coming in!" He Xuansheng was stunned and hurriedly said, "After all, I also have some familiarity with this place, so let me stay!"

Shangguan thought for a moment, glanced at Rou Qingya, and said, "We have felt the existence of several sevenfold and above cultivation in this enchantment, and we suspect that someone may want to resurrect the legendary Wind Dragon King!"

"Although the Wind Dragon King may just be a legend, it is still necessary to come in and investigate it for security reasons. Rou Qingya added on the side.

When Shangguan said the three words Wind Dragon King, He Xuansheng's face turned a little blue. He shook his head and said, "No, that's not a legend, the Wind Dragon King really exists!

"What, what?" The faces of the three people other than He Xuansheng changed, they all believed that He Xuansheng was not the kind of guy who said nothing, and He Xuansheng must have a certain reason for saying this. Shangguan frowned and asked, "So, where is this Wind Dragon King now?"

He Xuansheng raised his head, looked at the relief on the gate of the main hall not far away, raised his right hand and said, "It's always been there!"

Shangguan and the others followed He Xuansheng's fingers to look, and when they first looked at the relief, Luoyang Qin'er didn't feel anything, Shangguan and Rou Qingya both instantly felt as if their hearts were skipping a beat, and even their breathing was a little heavier for a while.

"Is this the Wind Dragon King?" Just as Shangguan was about to say something, several figures suddenly flew quietly from behind, and landed in front of the main hall gate, surrounding the gate.

He Xuansheng and the others hid behind a few big trees when those figures flew in, and took advantage of the night to skillfully hide themselves completely. Following a few faint moonlights, He Xuansheng also saw the clothes of the people who came. It was a group of mysterious figures dressed in black robes, and the robes were simply superior to Shangguan's, completely hiding everyone's appearance and even figure. And on the back of each black robe is a crimson magatama pattern, which is more or less dotted with a few red stars.

"This, this is actually someone from the Imperial God Sect?" Rou Qingya's eyes were a little more grim, and he said suspiciously, "The people of the Imperial God Sect actually appeared here, and what good is it for them to resurrect the Wind Dragon King?"

The Imperial God Sect can be regarded as the largest cult organization on the Reiki Continent! As the only sect on the continent that dares to openly close itself to the Demon Clan, it has also been reported and hunted down by people from all walks of life on the mainland, including the Spirit Guardian Sacred Palace and the Ten Sects. As a descendant of the He family, He Xuansheng, due to his age, he doesn't have too deep understanding of the Imperial God Sect.

The highest status in the Cult of the Gods is a figure revered by the cultists as "God", and the "God" has two subordinates, each commanding its two major troops, one of whom is called "Stygian Hook" and is dressed in blue Magatama and the other is called "Red Hook" and is dressed in red Magata. The Imperial God Cult has been inherited on the continent for nearly a thousand years, and they have always been committed to getting in touch with the demons, even though the Holy Palace has been trying to find the Imperial God Cult, but they are all like the Netherworld, and there is no trace. Since the Imperial God Sect has also reduced the number of actions in recent years, the Holy Palace's monitoring of them has also been greatly relaxed, but they don't know that the Royal God Sect, which has not appeared for a long time, will actually blend into this Wind Dragon King's bedroom.

"Do you want to go up?" Rou Qingya glanced at Shangguan and made a decapitation gesture. Indeed, as long as the Imperial God Sect appears, then nothing good will inevitably happen, so the obliteration of the Royal God Sect has always been one of the things that the powerhouses on the continent are keen to do.

Shangguan thought for a while, made a calm gesture, and said, "Don't act yet, listen to my instructions later, and the two of us will rush out together!" Then he turned back to He Xuansheng and said, "You two just stay here, don't go anywhere!"

Although He Xuansheng didn't know much about the strength of the Imperial God Sect, judging from the solemnity on the faces of the two Shangguan, he also knew that he couldn't help at all with his current self, so he simply nodded and quietly hid behind the big tree.

"How is it, are you ready?" said one of the leading gods of the Imperial God Sect softly.

"Everything is ready!" said one of the mijinto beside him, "the festival can start at any time!"

"Okay!" The god led by him stretched out his right hand, and shouted softly, "Long live the god sect", and then the whole body was full of red light, and several gods beside him quickly formed a circle, sat cross-legged, wrapped the god who emitted red light, and each made a strange gesture, and a trace of red light continued to be produced on his body, frantically rushing towards the god in the middle. A blood-red ball of light also formed on the top of the god's head in the middle, and although its size did not change in the continuous influx of those rays, the color did become deeper and deeper, exuding a faint smell of blood.

"Resurrect, Wind Dragon King, and unleash your world-destroying power once again!"