The Evil Emperor of the Ten Thousand Domains Chapter 615 was stopped

Chapter 615 was stopped

Chapter 615 was stopped

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During the conversation, Ling Xiaoye knew the names of these two people, the male was called Sikong Yan, and the female was called Qi Mei, who were two elders in a sect in the vassal country Chunlan Kingdom.

They were invited by the Eleventh Prince to also participate in this hunting festival.

In addition, Ling Xiaoye learned from this Sikong Yan's mouth that among the eleventh prince's helpers, the highest cultivation was the head of the sixfold Lingming Mirror.

The other helpers were only three or four early stage martial artists of the Spirit Mirror, and the rest were all below the Spirit Mirror.

Counting Ling Xiaoye himself, there are only twelve people in the eleventh prince.

Sikong Yan also said that the other princes who participated in this prince's election had the least helpers, all of whom were twenty-five or six people.

In comparison, the eleventh prince's men and horses can be described as pitiful.

The two chatted like this, and soon came to a high-rise building, near the bustling city of the palace.

"The Imperial City has arrived, and we have to go down and walk in. ”

Sikong Yan laughed, and then motioned to Ling Xiaoye, and that Qi Mei landed.

The three of them soon reached the ground level and walked towards the magnificent imperial city gates.

This gate was the most imposing gate Ling Xiaoye had ever seen, with the highest point being ten zhang, and even the lower city wall was five or six zhang high.

The vermilion city wall is stacked flat and neat, without a trace of gaps, and there are golden patterns on it from time to time, which are lifelike.

Of course, what surprised Ling Xiaoye the most was that the gate of this imperial city, which was golden all over, seemed to be made of gold, and there were two flying dragons carved on it, which was very magnificent.

After two glances, Ling Xiaoye retracted his gaze and followed Sikong Yan to the entrance of the gate.

Those guards and cultivators all have the breath of the early stage of the Wheel of Life Realm.

Ling Xiaoye had to sigh with emotion: these guards guarding the gate can completely form a sect of the same scale as the Qinglan Gate.

It can be seen that the strength of the royal family is still quite strong.

Therefore, Ling secretly rejoiced that the disciples of Qinglanmen had gone to the treasure to avoid the limelight. Otherwise, if the Seventh Prince really took a group of people up the mountain to seek revenge, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Just as Ling Xiaoye was secretly pondering, two guards stopped the three of them and said, "Where's your pass?"

Both Sikong Yan and Qi Mei took out a small pale yellow token, something about the size of their thumbs, and shook it in front of the two guards.

The two guards waved their hands and let them in.

It's just that the two guards stopped Ling Xiaoye and said, "Where's your pass token?"

Ling Xiaoye only remembered at this time that he didn't have this thing at all.

He asked Sikong Yan: "You didn't help me get it"

"Master Ling, you wait here first, let's go find the Eleventh Prince and ask for a token for you. ”

After Sikong Yan finished speaking, he pulled Qi Mei away.

Without a pass token, Ling Xiaoye was naturally stopped by these guards: "No token, no entry"

Ling Xiaoye looked at these guards, in fact, he could have punched these people away and walked in.

It's just that this is the Imperial City, and he doesn't want to make trouble here at the moment.

So he retreated to the moat near the entrance to this gate, where he meditated.

At the same time, Sikong Yan and Qi Mei walked into the imperial city and walked slowly on a small road.

That Qi Mei asked at this time: "Didn't the pass token already be given to you?"

"Yes. ”

Sikong Yan replied truthfully.

"Then why don't you give it to him?"

"Because I don't like him"

When Qi Mei heard this answer, she was speechless.

However, Sikong Yan said without changing his face: "Elder Qi, you just probed his cultivation or not?"

"I sensed it, it should be the late stage of the Wheel of Life Realm. ”

"That's right, this kind of cultivation should be a drag. ”

"But, haven't you heard the rumors of this Ling Sect?"

"Yes, that's probably just the storyteller's exaggeration. Besides, these people in the city are used to bragging, and we, outsiders, know if it's true or not. ”

Sikong Yan replied as he walked.

"Then how do you explain to the eleventh prince?"

"Hehe, what are you afraid of, the strength of the two of us far exceeds that kid, what do you say the eleventh prince will do to treat us, do you want to offer that kid as a peerless powerhouse?"

"Okay"

"Anyway, let's go to the festival first, anyway, he won't be able to enter for a while, and then he will miss the opportunity to go to the Forbidden God Island. At that time, the wood was already in the boat, even if the eleventh prince noticed it, we said that it had forgotten, and the eleventh prince wanted to blame, but there was no way to blame it. ”

The two of them said as they walked towards the depths of the imperial city.

At the entrance of the imperial city, Ling Xiaoye had been meditating for nearly half an hour, but he still hadn't seen Sikong Yan's figure.

At this time, he had a doubt in his heart: Could it be that the Eleventh Prince didn't want me to join his team for so long, and no one had sent a token yet

The more he thought about it, the more wrong it became, so he stood up and walked to the gate.

Thinking that those guards asked about something, Ling Xiaoye knew that the time for another stick of incense was a good time, and it was also the celebration of the beginning of the hunting festival.

The celebration was presided over by the emperor himself, and after some speeches, he began to worship the heavens, worship the ancestors, and finally set off for the island of the forbidden gods.

These guards are also easy to say, and tell Ling Xiaoye everything they know.

In fact, this celebration is held every year, but Ling Xiaoye has only been in Yuanjing City for the first year, and he just doesn't know.

After listening to what the janissary said, Ling Xiaoye secretly screamed:

"Oops"

He now understands that he didn't have a token to enter, and eighty percent of it was the ghost of Sikong Yan.

Without the token, he would not have been able to participate in the celebration, and he might not be able to keep up with the Eleventh Prince's ranks.

In other words, he is not eligible for the hunting festival.

Although this result, there is not much loss to Ling Xiaoye himself.

But thinking of what Princess Mingzhao said at that time, if Ling Xiaoye did not join the team of the eleventh prince, then Shen Yingying would most likely be abolished and cultivated.

This was the main reason why Ling Xiaoye wanted to participate in the Hunting Festival, and now he was actually stopped outside the Imperial City, which made him a little anxious.

Just when Ling Xiaoye's brows were tightened, suddenly a quaint carriage flew by.

This kind of treasure, Ling Xiaoye had seen it a few times, and the last time he was at the Silver Light Auction House, he had seen the Seven Princes sitting in such a carriage.

This quaint carriage was a few points smaller than the Seven Princes at that time, but it was quite luxurious.

Ling Xiaoye realized that what he was doing here might be a prince or something.

So he went to the carriage and stretched out his hand to stop him.

The quaint carriage didn't have horses or anything like that, but someone stopped in front of it and stopped automatically.

At this time, a voice came from inside the car: "Who dares to stop the princess's carriage" Chapter 615 was stopped