Chapter 222: A Journey to the Ancient Capital
By the West Lake in Hangzhou, the willows are still around.
As soon as Tang Yue heard that she had borrowed the totem snake, she didn't hesitate at all, and didn't even ask the purpose, so she agreed: "Yes." ”
Hearing this, Lu Jun's heart was warm, mixed with a little guilt, the more people who were good to him, he kept it in his heart, and he couldn't double the dedication as if he didn't want to go.
He even thought of Ding Yumian, Lu Mei, and the unconditional support of the three women, and couldn't help but secretly swear that he would be good to them in the future.
"What's wrong?" Tang Yue stared at the emotions surging in the big boy's eyes, and said with a charming smile: "I'm so moved, I can't bear to sister?" ”
Lu Jun looked at the mature and plump big sister in front of her, with a beautiful and delicate face, sultry curly hair, a generous temperament, a classic professional OL skirt, dreaming back to the appearance of a female teacher back then.
The white shirt and hip skirt outline a slender and graceful figure, the mountains are full, the buttocks are straight, and a pair of black silk long legs are shiny and delicate, close to the skin, and the legs are straight and symmetrical.
Seeing this, he couldn't help swallowing his saliva, thinking back to the crazy smell of meat a few months ago, when it was white and swaying, and sure enough, wearing stockings or not has a different taste.
Tang Yue noticed the boy's fiery gaze, his mature face was dyed red, his eyes were wet, his face was flushed, and his thighs were rubbing together.
She also thought of being with Lu Jun, who had been separated for a few months just now, and naturally Xiao Bisheng was newly married, and she held back for a long time, and she couldn't wait to correct Lu Jun on the spot.
It's a pity that there is also my sister Lu Mei next to the two, holding her chest with her hands, stepping on boots, and her black hair shawl, with an expressionless face.
Lu Mei can endure the two of them meeting, and her eyes are drawn to understand the overall situation, if she rolls into the bed, I'm afraid it won't be a fist that blows his dog's head.
What's more, in Lu Jun's mind, Ding Yumian's main soul is asleep, what do you really want, isn't it just a first-person experience of being green, it must be fried.
So Tang Yue was reluctant to restrain her gaze, turned around and said, "Let's go, I'll take you to Santan Yinyue, and see Uncle by the way." ”
Soon, the sister and brother saw Tang Zhong, the presiding judge of Hangzhou, and the dignified man asked cautiously: "Where do you want to take the totem snake?" ”
This is also the proper meaning, it is too dangerous for the Supreme Monarch to let this kind of big killing weapon walk in the territory, and it can easily destroy the existence of the top city.
Lu Jun said succinctly: "Save people, go to the ancient capital." ”
"I see." Tang Zhong muttered to himself: "What happened in the ancient capital, it's okay to be able to help compatriots, and one side is in trouble and all sides are supporting." ”
Immediately, the presiding judge left, meaning that the state had approved it.
In fact, it's okay not to agree, the totem snake has its own will, and those who are determined to protect it can't stop it, just like the original book's preference for Mo Fan.
Buzz! Tang Yue took out a brilliant totem bead and suspended it in mid-air.
The next moment, the tide of the West Lake surged, a large area of green smoke rose, the serpentine mist surrounded, and a huge energy that had been dormant poured into the beads.
She approached gracefully, her beautiful eyes were tender, and she held the jewel in her white and tender hand and handed it over, and said gently: "Take care all the way." ”
Lu Jun took it, held it in his arms, and sensed the terrifying qi in the bead, and a sense of security arose.
In this way, under the premise that the ancient king does not recover, it is not a problem to cooperate with the Magic Association of the Ancient Capital Bell Tower to resist the dead monarch of the eight directions.
Hard power is here, no matter how many conspiracies and tricks the Black Holy See has, it can be easily broken.
Then Lu Jun stared at Tang Yue and said, "Thank you, I will come back intact." ”
In the end, the sister and brother set off, got on a plane in Hangzhou, and flew all the way to the ancient capital.
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The sky of the ancient capital, the dark clouds were as dense as black velvet, covering all the sunlight.
The sky and the earth were dark, but there was no rain, and the gray and dry colors brought by the seasons were not a little lifeless.
When the last passenger plane slowly landed from the black clouds, it also meant that the last wave of passengers who dared to go to the ancient capital in the rebellion of the dead had arrived in this land of right and wrong.
When Lu Jun and the others left the airport, they were questioned and checked by the airport personnel, and it was obvious that the ancient capital had become extremely vigilant because of the outbreak of the disaster of the dead.
He stood on the edge of the ancient capital, looking at the past, as a modern city, it was rare to erect an ancient city wall, two high and simple city walls inside and outside, enclosing the city center and suburbs.
The walls are solid, made of earth-based magic, and covered in magic patterns, facing the barren area outside the city, and human mages stand on the walls, unleashing their magic to fend off the vast tide of the undead.
"Let's go, let's go find Mo Fan, he arrived first."
Lu Jun whispered to his sister, sent a message to Mo Fan, and replied to an address in a few seconds.
The other party is looking for a guide to go to a dangerous village 100 kilometers away from the ancient capital.
The two of them came neatly and neatly to the foot of the Bell Tower Magic Association Building.
From afar, they saw the black-haired Mo Fan arguing with a diminutive mage.
When Lu Jun got closer, he heard Mo Fan scolding: "Damn, you are making money, the guide is just a guide, 10 million per person, and safety is not guaranteed." ”
The short man smiled lightly and said, "At such a price, I will go out and inquire, and I will be the only one who dares to take you out of the city at this time." ”
When Lu Jun heard this, he glanced at the lewd short man, his memory came back, and he interjected and agreed decisively: "No problem, the three of us." ”
After the words fell, Mo Fan turned his head to look at Lu Jun and the others, and said in astonishment: "You guys are here, isn't it...... Lao Lu, are you stupid, isn't 10 million a pit money, you are a local tyrant, I'm still poor haha. ”
"It's okay, he's right, Gudu is the only one he can do."
Lu Jun replied, without much explanation, the identity of the short man is unusual, and he has a close relationship with the residents of the dilapidated village where Zhang Xiaohou fell, so he is familiar with the route and knows how to buy gray garlic.
It's just that if the guess is correct, the current [Dangerous Six Villages] is being slaughtered by the Black Holy See.
took away the [Kunjing Water] guarded by the villagers, which could hide the breath of the living and refine the undead.
In the end, the plot is the same as that of Bocheng, the head of the sect Wu called for wind and rain, and melted this water into the heavy rain, watering the entire undead empire.
Let the undead appear during the day, cooperate with the abyss, and almost destroy the ancient capital.
It must be explained here that the descendants of the ancient kings are undoubtedly the ancestral family.
But there are many guardians who are close to the ancient king, the residents of Bo City, the residents of the dangerous village, and even the residents of Xiadao in the back.
Therefore, the water of Kunjin is also the holy spring of the weakened version.
It is inconvenient for these Lu Jun to say that in addition to the reliability of the short man team, he also has another purpose, and it is not surprising that Wentai and Salang's adopted daughter Ashariya rubbed this group.
He was very curious about why the other party came to the ancient capital, but the original book didn't say it at all.
Maybe the Dark King wants to ask Asaria to bring something to Saran, or maybe Azaria is looking for something, or maybe it's to sell information to the Inquisition.
It's possible anyway.
Lu Jun's idea was very simple, and he took down Asaria as a witness to verify Salang's identity.
Then, in the guillotine plan, 'Salang', who was disguised as Ling Xi, the elder of the high-level hunter alliance in the ancient capital, was slaughtered in one fell swoop.
(End of chapter)