Chapter Ninety-One: Going Abroad
After returning home, Ling Chen was surprised to find that the door of his house was closed, and there was even a lot of dust on the door.
"Are you out?" Ling Chen took out the key to open the door of his house in confusion, but as soon as he opened the door, there was a musty smell on his face, and there were only some dusty old furniture left in the house, as if he hadn't lived in it for a long time.
"Where's the people?" Ling Chen panicked, and quickly took out his mobile phone and dialed Chen's mother's number.
"Hey. ”
To Ling Chen's peace of mind, the phone was answered quickly.
"Mom, what about you?" Ling Chen asked suspiciously.
"We've moved. ”
Ling Chen: "??? why didn't I know?"
"Oh, you busy man, who contacted you!" Chen's mother said in an unhappy tone: "You received a call from you." ”
Thinking about it, it seems that Ling Chen naturally couldn't receive a call when he was cultivating.
"Then where did our family move now?" Ling Chen asked.
"Your dad bought the most expensive and big house in the city center. Chen's mother said: "But you don't have to go now, it's still not done, your father and I bought a car again, and took your sister to travel." ”
"Hmm, you gave birth to me another sister?" Ling Chen was really shocked this time.
"What nonsense, can your dad be cowardly, we adopted. Chen's mother said.
"So where are you traveling? Shall I go to you? The school sent me on a mission, and it will take about three years to come back. Ling Chen thought that he was about to leave home for three years, and there was an extra sister at home, so he should go and see it.
"Mmmm, don't look for us, do the school's tasks well. Chen's mother said in a perfunctory tone: "The phone is out of gas, don't talk about it, I'll take your sister shopping...... Doodle...... Toot ......"
Ling Chen stood in his dusty old home with his mobile phone and fell into deep thought: Could it be that he really picked it up?
But if you think about it carefully, this mentality of Chen's parents seems to be very good.
In the end, Ling Chen had no choice but to go to Li Mi, stayed in Li Mi's hotel for a few days, and went to see a few friends by the way, after all, he might not come back for three years.
Finally, a week later, Ling Chen received a call from Luo Tiancheng, asking him to go to the Beijing Airport and then go to the assessment together.
"Before I promised, I said that I would come to pick me up, and after this agreement was signed, I would go and ...... by myself" Ling Chen shook his head.
A few hours later, Ling Chen arrived at the capital airport with his warrior backpack on his back.
"Hi. Arriving at the agreed place, Ling Chen saw Luo Tiancheng not far away, with Jin Mulan and another handsome young man, thinking that it was Zhang Hui of the Demon Capital Wuda.
"It's all here, let's go. Luo Tiancheng said when he saw Ling Chen coming over.
"Brother Chen is good!" The young man named Zhang Hui greeted Ling Chen very warmly: "I look more handsome than on TV!"
However, as soon as Jin Mulan saw Ling Chen coming, her eyes became evasive, and her posture was a little unnatural, in fact, her cheeks under the veil were already red.
"You're okay too. Ling Chen also greeted Zhang Hui with a smile, and then saw Jin Mulan's squirming look, and probably knew why, and he also felt a little embarrassed about the events of the day.
Shaking his head and throwing out the inappropriate picture in his mind, Ling Chen asked Luo Tiancheng, "Are we going abroad?"
"Well, the Academy of Cosmos is in country F. Luo Tiancheng replied.
"Oh. Ling Chen nodded.
While speaking, several people have already boarded the plane, this kind of transnational plane is going to pass through the war zone, so the material is very special, with defense and attack functions, and the speed is also extremely fast.
Zhang Hui is also a talkative person, chatting with Ling Chen along the way, and by the time he got off the plane, the two were already hooking shoulders and calling each other brothers, and the relationship was so good.
Chatting and chatting, Ling Chen suddenly remembered that this year's freshman exchange tournament was disrupted because of himself, and then Los Angeles Martial University and Beijing Martial University tied for the first place, and there was no part of the Demon City Martial University, so he couldn't help asking: "You are at the peak of the Martial King, and you are a first-year freshman of the Demon Capital Martial University, why did this year's Exchange Tournament Luocheng Martial University only get the third?"
Zhang Hui scratched his head a little embarrassedly: "I originally wanted to take the first place, but I forgot the time when I went out to practice in the war zone, and they all finished the ......competition when I came back."
"Damn, this is better than me. Ling Chen was in awe, he had come out the day before the exchange competition.
"The mentor almost didn't kill me......"
............
A few hours later, the plane finally landed at the airport in the capital of country F.
It was the first time for Ling Chen to go abroad, and he couldn't help but be a little curious about everything.
"Hey, Luo Tiancheng, you're late. As soon as he got off the plane, a group of foreigners came over, nineteen teenagers and girls, plus a few other people who led the team, were obviously the ones who went to the assessment with Ling Chen and them.
"Isn't it late to be late, what is there to say about this?" Luo Tiancheng didn't care.
The rest of the foreign teenagers and girls couldn't help but look at Luo Tiancheng, this Chinese person seems to be a little inflated, but they are also from various countries in twos and threes, and they are not familiar with each other, so no one comes forward.
Seeing Luo Tiancheng answer like this, the person who asked the question didn't have any temper, after all, Emperor Wu is not something that every country has, and even if there is, there is not as much as Huaxia, after all, there are more than one billion people in Huaxia and there are still some mysterious ancient martial arts inheritance families, so the number of masters is very much.
"Let's go. "Luo Tiancheng became the most popular one here, and no country's leader dared to walk in front of him, so he walked in front, and Ling Chen and the three followed Luo Tiancheng, so the three of them also walked in front of everyone.
"Emperor Wu led the team, and sure enough, there were cards. Ling Chen's heart was secretly refreshed.
It seemed that it was not far from the destination, and a group of people walked along the street without a car or any other means of transportation.
The others were also here for the first time, and they were also curious about the landscape of a foreign country, so they talked to the people next to them in twos and threes, talking about the new things here.
However, as he walked, Ling Chen heard the uncomfortable conversation between the two people behind him.
"Sandramu, what do you think of the Chinese girl in front of you?" a male voice asked his companion next to him, in Hindi.
"Mikiha, people are masked, who knows. The man next to him replied.
"You can see it looks good even with your face covered!" This is called Sandra Mu's lewd tone, even mixed with the sound of sucking saliva: "Look at this ass...... This waist ...... That feel ......."
Ling Chen frowned, this is another worm in the brain, right, we still have a Martial Emperor, dare to talk like this?But just as Ling Chen wanted to turn around, he felt a chill emanating from the side, and Jin Mulan's long sword instantly appeared in his hand, and then turned around, and the long sword slashed towards the back with a sharp sword aura.
When the two of them came back from the other world nine months ago, Jin Mulan was already a high-level Martial Emperor, and now Jin Mulan was already at the peak of the Martial Emperor and was about to break through the Martial Sect, anyway, Ling Chen felt that he couldn't beat her for the time being.
And this angry sword is almost the strongest strength that Jin Mulan can send without using a secret method.
Sandramu, who was still obscene, obviously didn't expect Jin Mulan to dare to shoot directly, but after all, he was also a high-level powerhouse of the Martial Emperor, so he reacted immediately, and a big knife appeared in his hand to block it.
"Whew-"
After a screeching sound of metal rubbing, Sandramu's broadsword was actually cut off directly, and Jin Mulan's long sword was castrated and directly slashed towards Sandramu's head.
Sandramu's face changed, he didn't expect Jin Mulan to be so strong, but now it's too late to react, but if he was really injured by this sword, he probably wouldn't have to participate in the assessment for a while......
"When~"
At the critical time, it was the person who led the team from the Indian country to make a move, this person's name is Gulama, he is a martial saint powerhouse, he pinched the tip of Jin Mulan's sword with his hand and asked in a deep voice: "It's just a few words, it's going to kill someone, it's too arrogant, right?"
A hundred years ago, India was a backward agricultural country, but today they are also one of the major powers on the planet, and there are also Emperor Wu in the country, so they have a bit of a temper.
Luo Tiancheng smiled: "Don't tell me this, she is the favorite little granddaughter of Sword Emperor Jin Hao, you tell his grandfather to go." ”
Gulama's originally slightly angry face changed, as if he had eaten a fly, and then put down Jin Mulan's sword, turned to Sandramu and said, "Tell you to come out and don't make trouble, you have to listen, how can you say such rude words casually and apologize to others!"
Everyone: "......"
"I ......" Sandramu blushed, but he didn't dare to disobey, the Sword Emperor had never heard of it, but he knew that it was a Martial Emperor when he heard the title, and immediately stammered: "Yes...... Right...... Rise. ”
"What are you talking about, I didn't hear clearly, be louder. Zhang Hui was also next to him: "I also know her grandfather!"
"I'm sorry!" said louder this time.
"Hmph!" Jin Mulan snorted coldly, leaving everyone with an arrogant back.