Luo Yang didn't show the goldfish to Yan'er in the end, because the two of them had just entered the house, and several others came one after another.

"What are we going to do next?" After letting the last Huzi come in, Song Ren gently closed the window and got straight to the point.

"There can't be any extra action for the time being. Luo Yang sighed slightly: "According to what the girl surnamed Fang said, there are five Supreme Elders in Zhutian, all of whom are ninth-level Saints.

The fourth and fifth of them are just two beginners, and there is nothing to worry about.

The second elder is a little troublesome, but he is a high-level mage, and he is married to the third elder of the middle level of the Martial Saint, not to mention inseparable, but it is also difficult to kill with one blow.

Well, it is worth mentioning here that the three elders are Fang Qianyun's master, Zhao Chi, a real person in Sufa. ”

He took a breath and glanced around with a solemn face: "As for the rest of the Great Elders, as you think, he is a Great Realm Saint Venerable, and he has already learned that the Law is about to soar!"

Sizzle~ Everyone gasped, looking at each other and not knowing what to say.

Wei Song Ren frowned and looked directly at Luo Yang: "I don't care about the others, but I won't go when I will die." ”

He took a few steps forward and patted Luo Yang on the shoulder: "You have to understand, absolute strength can ignore any scheme, and let's not talk about the Holy Venerable, even the eighth level is only me, you are sure to ......"

"If you don't try it, how do you know!" Luo Yang waved his hand to interrupt him, and the corners of his mouth showed a hint of playfulness: "Besides, when did I say that I was going to fight against the Heavenly Punishment Sect?"

He looked up at the east: "From the beginning, I just for, those five little guys~"

......

......

"What to say and what not to say when you go back, it's all clear?"

Fang Xiaomei stood on the bow of the ship with her hands in her hands, two ponytails and a dress fluttering in the wind, quite a bit of fairy charm, but the words she said carried a cold and gloomy coldness.

Behind her, the men and guards brought out this time knelt on a full deck.

Well, there is still one person standing, and it is naturally Emperor Han who has attached his brother Jia Cheng.

He was lazily leaning against the mast, throwing a snack into his mouth from time to time, enjoying the pleasure of taste that had been lost for thousands of years.

"With my soul imprinted, they can't do anything. Emperor Han Ga bit a piece of fried crispy bone and shook his head: "As long as you do what you have to do, that kid will definitely not do anything to you." At least ~"

He glanced at the other party's Yima Pingchuan, and smiled: "At least I won't be interested in you as a woman, hahaha!"

The air froze, and a creaking sound of teeth came from the bow of the ship, but it only lasted for a moment before it dissipated.

Fang Xiaomei turned around expressionlessly, waved her hand to rebuke the kneeling crowd, and then walked towards Emperor Han step by step.

"You say~" She squinted her eyes strangely: "If I help Luo Yang on the premise of marrying me, and tell him that you instigated it, will he agree?"

Emperor Han suddenly couldn't laugh: "You're not afraid of death?"

"I'm afraid, but sometimes, people can also throw everything away just for one breath!" Fang Xiaomei's words were squeezed out from between her teeth.

Your sister!

Emperor Han stared at the black widow opposite with wide eyes, he could almost foresee the scene where Luo Yang agreed and put himself in the collar again.

Today's young people, really, really~

He snorted coldly and flicked his sleeves and left, but he smiled helplessly in his heart, yes, can't we hide if we can't afford to provoke?

Cut!

Fang Xiaomei pursed her lips disdainfully, but she never mentioned marrying Luo Yang again.

Time flew by, and two hours later, several flying ships finally rushed back to the destination of the trip-

Tongjing.

It was a super magnificent architectural complex, and even from the perspective of the flying ship from a height of thousands of meters, it was impossible to get a glimpse of the whole panther.

But the strange thing is that this three middle places in the whole continent are nakedly exposed, and not even a trace of the city wall can be found.

This also proves from the side that the mainland's No. 1 force has absolute confidence in its own strength: it is not afraid of foreign enemies.

The speed of the ship was decreasing, and it was slowly heading towards an open space outside the city, which was obviously off-limits.

Soon, the landing group collected the airship and walked towards the city.

It wasn't until she was about to enter that Fang Xiaomei suddenly stopped, took out a communication stone and threw it to Emperor Han: "Tongjing has its own soul monitoring formation, and there are soul fluctuations of Uncle Cheng in this jade card, you can look at it yourself." ”

Wow, it's quite positive!

Emperor Han played with the communication stone, secretly amused in his heart, but he didn't dare to slack off and put it on his forehead.

After a few moments, when his soul fluctuation adjustment was complete, the team set off again.

But after walking a few steps, he noticed a trace of spiritual consciousness (machine spirit divine sense) circling around his body a few times before disappearing.

Sure enough, it's hard to prevent thieves day and night, and heaven and earth are not as good as people, I'm afraid that I can't even imagine that I will be pitted by my most beloved little apprentice, right?

Thinking of this, Emperor Han couldn't help but let out a lewd laugh.

This old pervert! Fang Xiaomei shivered in disgust, and her feet couldn't help but get a little faster.

Not long after, a series of magnificent city manors appeared in everyone's sight, and all the guards knelt on one knee and said goodbye to their masters.

Fang Xiaomei didn't stop, she directly led Emperor Han to the innermost, except for responding to the people on the street all the way, she didn't speak.

Until they stopped in front of the door of the third building in the inverse number.

"The girl is back?" a gray-clad hunchbacked old man in front of the door was concentrating on sweeping the fallen leaves on the ground, and asked without raising his head.

"Yes, yes!" Fang Xiaomei nodded unusually, regardless of whether the other party could see it or not: "That, Grandpa Cui, is my master at home?"

"Yes, yes, yes. The old man swept the fallen leaves into the dustpan one by one: "I guess, I'm tinkering with those little guys again, come in, I haven't seen you for so long, that kid must miss you." ”

Well, the last dead leaf was swept away by the old man.

But he still didn't look at anyone, but dragged the broom and dustpan slowly towards the next line.

Emperor Han looked at the old man's back strangely, and somehow always felt that there was a familiar taste.

After a while, he shook his head self-deprecatingly, the old man's breath was obviously a human being, if he was really an acquaintance, how could he live for a thousand years and not soar?

He touched his nose, his expression began to become indifferent, and a gleam slowly appeared in his eyes, and he corrected little by little under the observation of his divine sense.

is about to see the main master, and if you don't imitate it, I'm afraid that you will have to show your face if you don't imitate it.

"Okay, okay?" Fang Xiaomei stood at the door, looking at him impatiently.

Emperor Han smiled kindly: "Senior nephew Fang, don't worry, Uncle Fang is here." So saying, he took a square step and walked over like a duck.

The little sister rolled her eyes, didn't bother to pay attention to him, turned around and walked towards the village by herself.

But what none of them noticed was that the old sweeping man surnamed Cui finally raised his head after the two of them entered, revealing a bloodless wrinkled white face, and smiled weirdly at the place where they disappeared.