In the magic capital, Lu Jun and his party walked out of the airport.

Mo Fan said in a comfortable mood: "Finally back, Dunhuang Zhuoyuan fever didn't run in vain, and I got Yan Ji, but I never thought that the monkeys were married, and they didn't call us, not enough brothers." ”

"Indeed." Lu Jun admired and said, "But didn't he say that he would take a vacation in the future, take the time to officially hold a grand wedding, and then invite relatives and friends." ”

"Hey, hey, there are more wolves in the army and less meat, Zhang Xiaohou is in a hurry, and he will get married first before he can be sure."

Mo Fan touched his chin: "It seems that he is going to be transferred from Dongting Lake this time, to the ancient capital?" I want to see each other again, I don't know the Year of the Monkey. ”

"Xiaohou's troops are subordinate to the central government, and they are key training personnel, and they are frequently transferred, so maybe they will come to the magic capital."

Hearing this, Lu Jun responded, he couldn't help but have a headache, Zhang Xiaohou still went to the ancient capital as before.

Fortunately, He Yu is not a reconnaissance team, and as a water healing mage, he stays in a safe area and will not die in vain.

And the monkey ...... He knew that the rock spirit seed [Liumarsh] in Dongting Lake still fell into the hands of Zhang Xiaohou after being resold, and it was not easy for the terroir dual mage to run.

What's more, Lu Jun also specially reminded Zhang Xiaohou that when he went to the ancient capital to do a task, it was best to prepare [Gray Garlic] at any time.

This thing can hide the breath of the living, come and go freely in the pile of the dead, and this is a life-saving thing at critical moments, and the combination of the two is foolproof.

No matter more, he won't be able to speak, on the one hand, he can't explain the source of the information, and on the other hand, even if he tells the abyss in advance, I'm afraid it will startle the snake.

Because of the core technology of pulling the abyss, the original book was not revealed until the end of the scourge of the dead.

How can there be a thousand days to prevent thieves, all he can do is to defend and counterattack, use the advantage of predicting the future, and solve the incident in a timely and perfect manner.

Even so, after Lu Jun repeatedly reminded Zhang Xiaohou, the other party was quite puzzled, and he casually said that he had learned about the customs of the ancient capital before covering up the past.

Fortunately, Zhang Xiaohou was honest and trusting, and agreed to come down without saying anything.

"Abyss, Undead, Ancient King......"

Lu Jun suspected that the method of pulling the abyss had something to do with the Dark King.

After all, the source of undead magic is the dark plane, and Salang Yechang's husband is Wentai, and after falling into the dark plane, he turned into a clone of the Dark King, and this logic makes sense.

Moreover, Wentai's adopted daughter Asharia, alias Ye Mengjing, happened to appear in the ancient capital.

Ye Chang, Ye Mengjing, Ye Xinxia...... It's a clear relationship.

"Tut-tut, Asharia, the intelligence chief, came to the ancient capital from Europe thousands of miles away, so it won't be the Black Holy See and the Inquisition."

Lu Jun guessed that according to the original book, after the disaster, the Inquisition's side inexplicably continued to get information and made a strong contribution to dealing with the incident of the undead in the ancient capital.

He thought it over for a while, and felt that the key to the matter lay with Asharia and Salang, and that the ancient capital would have to keep an eye on them.

At the Modu Airport, Mo Fan didn't follow Lu Jun and the others back to the school, he still had to send Xinxia to Zhejiang Province.

In this regard, Lu Jun glanced at Xin Xia, who was in a wheelchair, and deeply felt the complexity of her family background.

It doesn't matter if his mother Salang is a cardinal, his father Wentai is still an unprecedentedly male son in front of the Parthenon, and his righteous sister is unpredictable.

It must be known that the Parthenon is of great significance, and it is known as the eight top forces in the human world along with the Magic Association of the Five Continents, the Hunters' Alliance, and the Holy City, and it is the pinnacle of power.

At the same time, it and the Holy City are listed as the two pillars of the Western world, and both are indispensable.

Finally, the Parthenon is still the leader of white magic, proficient in the four magic systems of blessing, healing, mind, and plants, especially the blessing system, which monopolizes the way of awakening in the world, and is the only one.

Even the Nanrong family in China, that is, the family from which Nanrong Ni was born, and the blessing system mastered by him is also related to the Parthenon.

Lu Jun's coveted [Divine Seal Praise] for this year's national champion reward originated from this.

Xinxia is simply black and white, "Rebirth: I am the daughter of the top power bosses in black and white".

"Tsk, there is still a [Resurrection Divine Soul] hidden in the body, and only the Parthenon leader [Divine Daughter] is qualified to hold the divine artifact, which can be used to perform the resurrection technique, which is estimated to have been given by his father Wentai."

Lu Jun is envious, life is in the world, the rivers and lakes are sinister, who doesn't want to carry the resurrection armor with him.

The resurrection of the divine soul is of better quality than what he wants to plan in the ancient capital, in addition to his own resurrection technique, he can also summon twelve holy souls, and each forbidden spell-level combat power.

"The essence of the divine soul was refined by Athena, a peerless powerhouse in ancient Western times, and this powerful emperor who was a proper emperor before his death has reached the level of a dominant (medium emperor)."

He muttered to himself, he didn't have an idea for the time being, this thing was too involved, how many people were staring.

Cardinal Salang, the Parthenon, and the late Son, now King of Darkness, Wentai.

I can't afford to provoke it.

Xinxia himself suffered a great disaster due to the resurrection of the divine soul, and was involved in a huge whirlpool, not to mention that the divine soul could not stand up from small legs.

What awaits him after being taken to Parthenon is one conspiracy after another.

Later, although he became a big man who integrated black and white, but his heart was cold, white cut black, and his appearance completely changed a person, is it a kind of luck?

Lu Jun looked at the back of Mo Fan pushing Xinxia's wheelchair and left, and came back to his senses, this is none of his business.

Sister Lu Mei smiled at the corner of her mouth, gently stretched out her hand to hold her younger brother, and the two went home hand in hand.

She was in a good mood, Tang Yue, Lu Jun has never given you any gifts so far.

And I, my younger brother, is willing to mobilize the people, find a monarch-level elemental resentful spirit to defend me, and get the fire type Yuan Jing, do you have it.

Lu Jun didn't know Lu Mei's inner ninety-nine.

After settling down, he couldn't wait to refine the exclusive 'ghost'.

Inside the white tiger pendant, wisps of gray and white calamity rose from the blood lake, constantly washing away the ghost woman's soul, and the originally dark blue cluster of fire was infected into a gray-white solidified soul.

In a moment, Lu Jun pulled out the 'raw materials'.

A graceful and tall female ghost stood in the room, with a delicate appearance, a plump and mature figure, dressed in white, surrounded by a trace of death, and the body of the essence of soul power exuded majestic spiritual and curse fluctuations.

The ghost woman's soul seemed to have changed back to her true form, and the scorched marks of the fire all over her body faded.

"The female version of white impermanence? Before the ghost woman was burned by the fire, she was still a little beautiful. ”

Seeing this, Lu Jun looked at it with interest.

At this time, the female ghost's beautiful eyes were dull, and her consciousness had been washed away by the white tiger pendant, like a blank piece of paper, leaving only the fighting instincts and skills carved into the depths of her soul.

You can draw on it at will, do whatever you want, and transform it into the shape you want.

If this is put in the hands of some special fetish people, I am afraid that I will be Ning Caichen, an undead knight, and the best figure. (e.g. a certain white coat)

(End of chapter)