Chapter 589: The Last Meeting

Before leaving, Yang Di handed over the leadership of the current affairs under his command to Dugu Bo, and the decision-making power of things was handed over to Zhang Qing.

Although Dugu Bo has become Yang Jie's subordinate, his temperament has not changed, and he has always been a person who likes to be pure and does not like to be disturbed by the world, so he only needs to be a good signboard and have the name of a leader.

And why handed over the decision-making power to Zhang Qing, because this is the purpose of Yang Jie's digging of Zhang Qing!

Zhang Qing is meticulous and cautious, and he is not an aggressive person, even if he is dissatisfied in his heart, he will not immediately break out and tear his face with others, nor will he be passive and slack off because of this.

Even if this kind of personality may lead to a backlog of problems, but with the existence of Dugu Bo, there is generally no big storm, and Yang Di is confident that he will come back to preside over the overall situation before a big problem arises.

However, just when Yang Di spent a few days arranging everything and was about to leave, the two of them found him.

Next to the headquarters that had not yet been built, there was a camp tent, and Yang Di was in one of the camp tents, making the final preparations before leaving, and at this moment, a breeze swept across his cheeks.

Yang Di stopped what he was doing, but there was no vigilance on his face, because his spiritual power had already told him who the people who came were all people he knew and couldn't be more acquainted with.

Sure enough, Yang Di turned around and saw that an old man and a young man appeared in his tent.

"Grandpa Jin, I haven't seen you for a long time," Yang Jiexian politely greeted Golden Crocodile Douluo, and then looked at the other person, his eyes were full of tenderness, and he said:

"Cher, you're here."

This time, Qian Lingxue did not hide her appearance, wearing a white gauze decorated with a white gold chain and purple gems on her head, wearing a white and flawless gauze skirt with only a few wings, and a pair of crystal high heels on her jade feet.

The current Qianrenxue exudes a sense of holiness throughout her whole person, which makes Yang Di can't help but recall the scene when she first saw Qianrenxue when she was a child.

Because since Qianyue needed to pretend to be Xue Qinghe, her original holy temperament was completely hidden by herself.

At this time, Qian Lingxue also looked at Yang Di very gently, and for a while, the atmosphere in the camp became more and more pink.

"You two young people have a good talk, and my old fellow won't bother you." Golden Crocodile Douluo also saw that it was not suitable for his old bulb to stay here, so he immediately left the camp tent and went outside to watch the wind.

Yang Jie, and Qian Lingxue also looked at each other and smiled when they saw this, although the two of them could not be said to be old husbands and wives in terms of age, this tacit understanding was enough.

After the two walked to the couch together and sat down, Yang Di first asked:

"Cher, you didn't come to me this time, did you sneak here?"

"How did you guess?" Qian Lingxue's purple eyes added a bit of surprise, but it was not so unexpected.

Yang Di smiled and said, "After all, Xue'er, if you come here as the eldest prince, why do you need Grandpa Jin to accompany you?"

Qian Lingxue nodded with a smile when she heard it, but then said:

"Xiao Jie, there is no problem with what you said on the whole, but there is still a small mistake~"

"A small mistake? Where did I say it wrong?" Yang Di asked with a smile.

Qian Lingxue didn't respond immediately, but with a stroke of her hand, she took out a brand from her storage soul guide before she said:

"I'll have to change my name in the future."

Yang Jie's gaze swept over the token in Qian Lingxue's hand, raised his eyebrows and said, "Xue'er, you have been canonized as the crown prince?"

"Hey, you can't be weird, right? Do you think I won't be able to become a prince after the competition?" Qian Lingxue rolled her eyes while talking and laughing.

Yang Di smiled and pulled Qian Lingxue into his arms and said:

"How so! I just think that such a big thing as the canonization of the crown prince must first release the news and precipitate in the officialdom, and then it will be officially canonized, but I didn't expect that only a few days have passed, and this matter has already fallen to the dust

now."

"Indeed, the dust has finally settled," Qian Lingxue breathed a long sigh of relief and said, "I can finally do something else?"

Hearing this, Yang Jie's eyes changed, and he opened his mouth to say something about the fact that the position of the crown prince was not stable enough and that he needed to guard against Xue Xing and others, but after thinking about it for a while, he swallowed these words back.

"Cher, what are you going to do next?" Yang Di asked softly.

Qian Lingxue leaned on Yang Jie's chest, and after a little confusion in her purple eyes, she got up and looked at Yang Jie's eyes and said:

"Now, I can spend my time catching up with you and her."

Yang Jie's pupils were slightly dilated, and he didn't expect that he would actually get such a response from Qian Lingxue's mouth.

Qian Lingxue was not surprised by Yang Jie's reaction at all, and threw herself back into Yang Jie's arms, and continued:

"Xiao Jie, after this night, we may not see each other for a long time in the future."

"Yes," Yang Di had already guessed what Qian Lingxue was going to do next, and he could only have a faint smile on his face:

"Then at this moment, I wish Xue'er a smooth journey and get your wishes in the future."

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Ten days later, Yang Di and his party of three "people" arrived in a small town that exuded weirdness and discomfort from the inside out.

In addition to the bodyguard of the Snow Emperor, Yang Jie's also brought Zhu Zhuqing along the way, and the killing capital can be said to be extremely suitable for Zhu Zhuqing, who is now a mutated martial soul, to experience or cultivate.

This time, Gu Yuena did not go along, because as the half-body of the dragon god, she had an instinctive resentment towards the Shura God, and she did not want to run to the inheritance of the Shura God.

Therefore, she stayed at the construction site of the headquarters, which was close to the Star Dou Great Forest anyway, and she could often go back to the inner circle to have a look.

The whole town can be said to be lifeless, except for the constant sound of pushing glasses and changing lamps in a tavern, but this is the only sound, and there is no sound of people talking to each other.

Upon entering the tavern, a sense of turbid air and cold darkness hit the face, making one feel that one was not walking into a tavern full of living people, but into a tomb.

The arrival of the three of them attracted a lot of attention at once, and once everyone's eyes were moved, they could no longer take their eyes off.

For these outlaws who have been on the run, it is a miracle to be able to see beauties of the level of Emperor Xue and Zhu Zhuqing in such a dangerous place at this moment.