Chapter 862: The King's Routine Is Too Deep 1

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That's true.

In the cultivation world, there are many princes and princesses from other countries, but it is useless, no matter how noble the identity of the secular world is, if there is no strong strength in the cultivation world, it is simply like a mustard, and the existence that dares to be arrogant is bound to be abused by blood, or even killed.

Therefore, if you want to mix well in the cultivation world, strong strength is capital, and only with strength can you have identity.

"I don't know, where did the ghost thief go, the things that Emperor Xuanyan explained haven't been done yet, you must not leak the news when you go back this time, otherwise you will be asked by Emperor Xuanyan, but it is really shameless."

Luo Qinglan said helplessly.

"The girl has been lurking in the Luo family these days, Benjun not only sent Liuying to investigate in the Demon City, even though Benjun has also personally gone around to investigate, but there is no news, maybe the ghost hand thief took the Moyue Dragon Ding and hid it to imitate the fake. Wait, girl, maybe a fake will be made, and the ghost hand thief will appear. ”

Mo Jianchen said with great certainty.

"By the way, what the hell is Moyue Longding? Why is it related to the national fortunes of the Moyue Empire? ”

Luo Qinglan was a little puzzled.

In her opinion, this statement is too superstitious.

Whether a country is strong or not depends on its comprehensive strength, such as military strength, economy, etc., which is what the so-called Moyue Longding can create?

Unless, this Moyue Dragon Ding contains extremely terrifying power, which can easily destroy thousands of troops.

"I just heard that the Mo royal family has such a treasure thing, which has been handed down from the ancestors, which is related to the national fortune of the Moyue Empire, and it must be protected. But what specific aspects of Moyue Longding's ability are, Benjun doesn't know. ”

Mo Jianchen shrugged his shoulders and shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"As a member of the Mo royal family, isn't you curious about this thing?"

Luo Qinglan was a little surprised.

In her opinion, Mo Jianchen was so powerful, almost omnipotent, omniscient.

It stands to reason that the Mo royal family has such a mysterious treasure, and Mo Jianchen should be curious.

And since he is curious, with the ability of Mo Jianchen, it is not a matter of being able to know the secret of Moyue Longding?

But the result was good, Mo Jianchen didn't know the secret of Moyue Longding.

"The entire Mo royal family, Benjun is not interested. What can a so-called Moyue Longding that can protect the fortunes of the country? ”

Mo Jianchen said disdainfully.

This was not a pretense, he was really not interested.

Whether it was the people of the Mo royal family, or everything in the Mo royal family, he was indifferent.

Because in his eyes, there is no one or thing in this world that is worthy of his concern except for his only relatives, his mother.

But now, there is one more girl who worries him, as well as the girl's relatives.

"Forget it, it doesn't matter if you don't know, let's take one step at a time, the ghost hand thief hasn't appeared, and I can't recapture Moyue Longding."

Luo Qinglan said, and walked to the house of the Qinglong Flying Boat, and suddenly lay on his back on the bed, wanting to rest.

This trip to the cultivation world was not in vain.

The people who want to be saved have also been saved, although there is a little bit of variables in the grandfather, but there is always a way to make up for it, so as not to cause lifelong regrets.

Therefore, under the sudden relaxation of her spirit, Luo Qinglan only felt extremely tired, and fell asleep all of a sudden.

Of course, it doesn't matter if you go to sleep.

But when Luo Qinglan woke up, she found that her coat had been removed, and her whole person was curled up in a warm embrace.

When I turned my head, it was the ink sword dust of the red fruit on the upper body.