"There are traces of exotic lands in the north again, Wu Meikai, you take the fifth reserve team to take a look."

After a day of apprehension, the next morning, in the law enforcement hall, a chief judge said.

"What?"

When the son of the sign-in flow heard the news, his face changed.

Because, his name is Wu Meikai, and Aotian is just his own name, because his real name is too earthy.

"Oh no, we're going to be transferred!"

The son of sign-in luck hurriedly said in the group.

Because he knew that the Fifth Reserve was the same team as another Son of Luck!

The two of them are going to be transferred out of the city!

Once out of the city, the other party's operating space is too big!

Moreover, the other party is blatantly transferring them out of the city to solve it!

Really.

Is it going to be slaughtered?

Why was he able to interfere so much with the temple? Nima, I'm not going, I'm going to call in sick! ”

The son of luck of the reserve also panicked.

Once out of the city, even with other temple guards, it would be dangerous.

"Presiding Judge, I'm not feeling well, can I go with someone else?"

The son of sign-in flow of luck asked.

"Not feeling well? I'll call a physician to treat you, and the chief elder will appoint you to go, and you can't go if you don't go. ”

The presiding judge said.

"Huh?"

The heart of the son of the sign flow sank.

"Holy! I can't even take sick leave! Niman Nyima! ”

This son of luck scolded wildly in the group.

But his scolding had no effect.

It can only be impotent and furious there!

In the group of sons of luck, the other sons of luck saw their conversation, and they were also there one by one, fortunately, they were not in the imperial capital.

It's horrible.

Even the two sons of luck who were hiding in the temple, the Snow Moon City Lord actually wanted to forcibly open a group and slaughter them!

As a result of their conversation yesterday, the other children of fortune already know what happened yesterday.

Originally, some sons of luck were still envious of them reaching the bronze level.

Now, naturally, they are not envious at all!

This is a typical fattening and then killing!

In the end, these two sons of luck had to go.

They knew that Lin Changsheng would definitely deal with them this time, and they didn't have any way.

What can be done?

It is definitely not okay to disobey the order, expose Lin Changsheng to the temple and kill them?

Who believes!

After the two sons of luck led a team of temple guards out of the city, they signed in and looked at the panel.

And there was no warning in sight.

This relieved his heart a little.

"Let's slip away halfway, Qin Zhengming and the Divine Fire Realm are very likely to be handled by him, and this team of temple guards can't protect us."

The Son of Luck suggested.

"Okay, when the town ahead is resting, let's disguise and slip away."

The Templar Guard's Son of Luck has also made a decision.

If the other party is determined to make a move, this team of temple guards will not be able to protect them at all.

It's better to disguise yourself and sneak away.

Finally, they made it to the town.

Then, the two guys found an opportunity, changed into another outfit, and after a makeover, quietly slipped out.

"Let's go!"

The two of them quickly left the place in one direction.

Soon, they were far away from the imperial capital.

"Hahaha, I didn't expect that we escaped!"

"Let Lan Ran fight him in the imperial capital, and from now on we will let the birds fly!"

The two sons of luck thought they had escaped and laughed.

However, their laughter had just sounded, and there was a change in front of them.

The next second, they don't know anything.

"It's done, I owe him a favor, and I finally paid one back."

A figure fell, clapped his hands, and put the two sons of luck in a storage bag.

"There's no news from these two guys either, Aizen, did they reply to your message?"

In the library, the Sweeper's Son of Luck is asking about Aizen, who has been cultivated by the core of the temple.

"I didn't come back, it seems that there is less luck in the ferocity."

Aizen said lightly.

"This is not good, the Snow Moon City Lord is too strong, and he can directly intervene in the affairs of the temple, Aizen, what is his status in the temple now? Do you know? Will he become the Son? ”

The son of the sweeping monk asked.

"Impossible, if he becomes a holy son, the temple will not be silent, and the Yunshu Immortal King has never chosen a holy son, don't worry too much, wait a while, I will let him never borrow the power of the temple again!"

Aizen was still very calm, said.

"Okay, then I'll stay in the library, I don't believe it, I don't make any mistakes, and the old guy can guarantee that I won't make any transfers, and he dares to move me in the library."

The son of the sweeping monk's luck.

With that, he closed the panel.

Seeing that there were more than twenty sons of luck in the imperial capital, and now there are only two of them left, and this son of luck of sweeping monks is also a little unbearable.

Although he felt that Lin Changsheng would not dare to move him here.

But what if?

He didn't dare to bet.

He did not dare to run away.

"You must improve your strength and extract it at any cost!"

The son of the sweeper's luck has made a decision.

Last time, while the old man guarding the door outside went out to fight, he went up to the second floor to extract a lot of ancient scriptures.

The strength is already very strong.

But compared to the Snow Moon City Lord, it was far from enough.

"Shall I pick up the book?"

There was a hint of hesitation on the face of the Son of Fortune of the sweeping monk.

He found an ancient book on a shelf, and it was very powerful inside.

However, that energy does not seem to belong to the fairy realm, but to the exotic realm.

Although it is a foreign power, his golden finger, once extracted, can also be turned into his own use.

Again, there are no hidden dangers.

But this is where he hesitates, in the temple, in case something happens when he extracts it.

That's too dangerous.

Those energies were now sealed by a formation that existed on the pages of that ancient book.

He has a certain certainty of extraction.

Once successful, his strength will be greatly improved.

"Try it!"

In the end, seeing the sons of luck dying one by one, the son of fortune decided to take the risk and try.

He glanced outside, then came to the bookshelf, took the book down, and cautiously walked to the innermost part.

Pretended to look at it.

He also set up a very small formation and shrouded the book.

Then, he loaded his gold finger and began the extraction.

To his surprise, his extraction went quite smoothly.

Soon, that energy will be extracted continuously!

"So smooth!"

The son of the sweeping monk's luck smiled.

It's so smooth, his golden finger is really powerful.

The energy belonging to the Immortal King of the Alien Land entered the Golden Finger and was quickly transformed into his own power, increasing his strength.

This kind of transformation will take some time before the energy in his body can completely become his own.

Now, if a strong person comes in, he will be aware of the abnormality of his body.

That's why it's more risky.

However, as far as he knew, no one would come to the library at this time, and the old man would not come in.

So, as long as you are careful, it's perfectly fine.

In a short time, more than half of it was converted.

It's about to be transformed.

At this time, a mutation suddenly occurred.

The rest of the energy suddenly exploded.

This energy belonged to the Immortal King, and as soon as it exploded, all of a sudden, the Immortal King's breath filled the entire library at once.

Immediately afterward, the prohibition in the library was touched.

The sirens went off all at once!

"Oops!"

The face of the son of the sweeping monk's luck changed drastically.

He had no idea that it would lead to such consequences.

Faintly, he suddenly remembered that when the Snow Moon City Lord came to the library, he seemed to have touched this book when he was looking for a book in the library at random!

"Isn't that his handiwork?"

The Sweeper's son of luck thought of this.

If this was the handiwork of the Snow Moon City Lord, the other party would have calculated that he was going to move this book so early?

Where did the Immortal King energy come from?

Although he felt that it was unlikely, the son of the sweeping monk's luck inexplicably felt that he had 100% entered a trap that Lin Changsheng had laid for him early!

"Audacious, dare to use the power of an exotic land in the library!"

In the library, several strong people had already surrounded him, and these strong men knew what was happening when they swept it away.

Although they didn't know his golden finger, he hadn't completely digested that energy in his body!

"It's over!"

The Sweeper's Son of Luck is desperate!

(End of chapter)