Goodbye to Mo Long, Lu Lin and Mo Ling'er also walked towards the inner city, they had been out for a long time, during this time, I don't know if the two teachers had checked their cultivation, if they were discovered, it would be bad.

"Ling'er, can you put these clothes away, why do you want me to carry them in my hands?"

Lu Lin looked at the few clothes boxes in his hand a little helplessly, this is the clothes that Mo Ling'er and Mo Fengli chose together, originally Mo Fengli also took Mo Ling'er to buy jewelry, but Mo Ling'er didn't feel cold at all. But when faced with clothes, his interest really changed greatly, and he chose nearly ten sets of clothes in a row, including three sets of Lu Lin's.

"Brother, you don't understand this, how can we prove that we went out shopping without these clothes? Mo Ling'er said jokingly.

It seems that there is no way, Lu Lin chose to surrender, and he no longer tried to persuade Mo Ling'er to put away these clothes, anyway, it was not too heavy to lift.

For no reason, Lu Lin thought of Ludking again in his heart, and heard from Mo Long that when the battle began, he didn't see anyone near them, thinking that he had left the battle circle. In this capital, how can Lutheran King live alone?

Before they knew it, they had already arrived in front of the mountain gate of Juyun Pavilion, and before they could step into the first staircase, a familiar voice came into their ears.

"Where have you been?"

When he heard this, Lu Lin didn't think about anything, and immediately put the clothes box in his hand into the space package.

The two raised their heads and looked at the top of the steps, Chen Zixuan didn't know when he had already appeared there.

"Teacher Chen, Ludkin has come to the national capital, and we went to eat something together. Lu Lin obediently told the truth, but only half of it.

Mo Ling'er on the side was silent, standing there honestly, as if waiting for Chen Zixuan's verdict.

Chen Zixuan stood there, silent, with a faint worry in his eyes. He saw Lu Lin's performance after he came to his senses, and the reason for it was naturally not difficult to guess, it was an expression that would only come when he was frustrated.

The human heart is the most difficult to guess, and if you want to become strong, you must overcome many difficulties and have indomitable tenacity. Regarding Lu Lin's situation, Ke Zhenshan wanted to teach him a lesson, but was stopped by Chen Zixuan, after all, only his own understanding would be more profound.

It can be seen from Lu Lin's current performance that he has come out of the predicament of frustration, so Chen Zixuan doesn't want to pursue the reason why they went out without permission. But when Chen Zixuan was about to turn around and leave, he stopped.

"What's going on with your necks, as if you've been wounded, who did it?"

Lu Lin's neck shrank, he still ignored one thing, he took Mo Ling'er outside for so long to eliminate the scars on his neck, but after all, he still did not escape Chen Zixuan's eyes. When he heard Chen Zixuan mention this, Lu Lin chose to remain silent.

"Who is it!" Chen Zixuan's words were faintly angry.

But Lu Lin stood there dumbfounded, silent. He couldn't say that with Chen Zixuan's character, he would definitely make trouble with the other party, Lu Lin knew that his teacher was a sage, but he didn't want to reveal his identity. Besides, after all, the man was the servant of the Thirteenth Prince, and it was up to the master to beat the dog, and he didn't want to cause trouble for the teacher.

"Who the hell is it!" Obviously, Chen Zixuan was even more angry.

Mo Ling'er looked at Lu Lin, a little puzzled why he didn't speak, remembering the faces of those people, Mo Ling'er felt a wave of anger in her heart for no reason, "What is the servant of the thirteenth prince, it seems to be called Ah Fu." ”

When Lu Lin wanted to stop Mo Ling'er, it was too late, she had already said it.

"Thirteen princes?" Chen Zixuan's final thoughts were complete, and the two people in the audience were waiting for his decision.

After a while, Chen Zixuan's mood seemed to calm down, and he didn't hold Lu Lin accountable for going out at will, and led them to their residence. Seeing that Chen Zixuan did not continue to be angry, Lu Lin's heart finally relaxed, while Mo Ling'er was a little angry in her heart.

Finally escaped, Lu Lin was secretly glad in his heart, but tomorrow he had to go out to find Lutheran King, how should he tell the teacher at that time?

At the moment, in Lanxiang Building, the meal has only begun, and everyone who is doing it does not feel that waiting for a day or half a day will be impatient, and they even want to make this time a little longer, so that they can have more time to figure out the murals on the wall.

"Thirteenth Prince, please dine!" A fifth-order martial artist placed a plate with a diameter of one meter on the table where Helian Tianmo was sitting.

Covering the plate is a clear, crystal-like cover, through which the fragrance is already transmitted. Helian Tianmo and Zi Mo's eyes were focused on the plate, as if they couldn't wait to drink the delicious food on the plate.

A fifth-order martial artist can be the king and hegemon in a remote place, but in the Lanxiang Building in this national capital, he can only be a servant of the plate. Don't think that this job is low, many people fight for it, even if you are rich and powerful, you may not be able to come here.

The subordinates who want to be Lanxianglou have to go through layers of screening, and it is their physique and talent that decide to stay. Among them, many people were recruited by the Red Emperor Academy because of their outstanding talents, which also proves the relationship between Lanxianglou and the Red Emperor Academy.

The identity of the people on the five floors is already extraordinary, and there are only three round tables here, each with two stools next to it. There were three people sitting at the other two tables, and they all had one thing in common, that is, their attention was not on the meat in front of them, but they were staring at the four stone walls around them without blinking, and they were gesturing with something in their hands from time to time.

But Helian Tianmo and Zi Mo never set their eyes on those stone walls from beginning to end, but Ah Fu didn't stare at the stone walls thoughtfully, they had already been attracted by the fat dragon meat in front of them.

The fat dragon, although it has a dragon in its name, does not belong to the dragon clan, not even the lowest level of the earth dragon, it is just an insect monster. Fat dragons are almost all fat, no one likes them, and even both humans and demon beasts are disgusted with them, as seventh-order demon beasts, they naturally have no natural enemies, but because they have difficulty in reproduction, they have not flooded.

In the entire Miller Kingdom, I am afraid that only Helian Chihuo, the authority on making demon beast meat, can cook a demon beast like a fat dragon, and what is presented in front of Helian Tianmo and Zi Mo at this moment can no longer be called meat. On a large plate are two bowls made of crystal, which contain a white soup from which the aroma of meat emanates.

Just as they wanted to pick up the fat dragon broth in front of them, another person sitting next to them suddenly laughed insolently, if it weren't for the unique prohibition on each floor, I'm afraid the entire Lanxianglou would tremble.

"Hahaha! I know! I know! I see! I see!

A powerful coercion emanated from his body, and judging from the exposed momentum, he was a ninth-order intermediate cultivator, having reached the realm of sleek ruyi.