After Lu Jun explained some things after Jiuyou, he left abruptly.

The other party pretended to make a reluctant look, and told her that if anything happened, he could call her by lighting a candle and shining in the mirror.

"The concubine will definitely come to escort her."

In this regard, Lu Jun scoffed, too lazy to pay attention to this drama spirit, he was in a hurry to go back to his sister, presumably Lu Mei would be very worried.

Buzz!

In a moment, he activated the abyss space teleportation, and after a burst of silver light, he quietly appeared not far outside the ancient capital, passed the inspection of the city guarding mage, and entered smoothly.

When Lu Jun came to the hotel where he was staying, the structure of destruction had already been repaired by the earth mage, an expert in infrastructure.

Across the room, he could feel the hot breath in his heart, knocked on the door and shouted, "Sister, I'm back." ”

Da! When he opened the door, his sister's graceful figure appeared, and the whole person pounced on him, and the sound of flesh collision sounded.

In an instant, Lu Jun was so shocked that he took a few steps back.

He subconsciously hugged Lu Mei's slender and plump waist with both hands, and a smile appeared on his stiff face.

Then before Lu Jun could react, both cheeks were held by a pair of white and tender jade hands, facing a mature and charming face in front of him.

Lu Mei looked her brother up and down, nodded with satisfaction and frowned: "It's good that it's not hurt, it's just that your face is so ugly, your mood is not high, why are you not happy to see your sister." ”

"Is there one?" He was stunned, turned his hand and the water gathered into a dim water mirror, and when he took a photo, he realized that his face was gloomy and cold, not like a good person.

In the spiritual world, Ding Yumian's main soul personality spoke at the right time, and the spiritual voice was slightly tired: "You have been continuously affected by the emperor's robe. ”

"The undead's tyrannical resentment, hatred, killing, and other vast negative emotions are quietly eroding your subconscious, and sooner or later you will be replaced by another personality."

"I'm helping you clean up all the time now, but I can't do it all the time, your psychic department needs to be promoted to a higher level as soon as possible before it can involve the subconscious level and suppress this negative emotion, or ......"

Ding Yumian hesitated a little, and said shyly: "Look for positive emotions to hedge, just like you are now." ”

Hearing this, Lu Jun's face was solemn, he didn't expect the influence of the ancient king's robe to appear so quickly, and he was a little underestimated.

He looked at his sister who was concerned in front of him, but still told the truth.

"What are you saying that the ancient king's robe that appeared just now is you?!"

Rao thought that Lu Mei had a guess, and she was also taken aback by the truth, and covered her mouth in surprise.

Immediately, she worried: "Negative emotions erode, are you okay?" ”

"Grab the time, improve the cultivation, I also have a double guarantee."

Lu Jun was concise and to the point, but he didn't notice his sister's thoughtful appearance, and seemed to have ideas about the way to regulate positive emotions.

"Forget it, no matter what, you just come back safely, and the difficulties will always be solved."

Lu Mei said gently, she is not the kind of woman who twists and pinchs, and her brother's approach is very dangerous, but they need this strength.

At this time, someone came from outside the door, it was a Praetorian Guard mage, and it was obvious that Han Lin had received the news of his return and invited him to go to the Bell Tower Magic Association.

Probably about the reward and reward after the war.

Lu Jun hurriedly bid farewell to Lu Mei, happily went, and arrived at the hall of the bell tower under the leadership of the Janissary Master.

The old man Han Xiao was already waiting here, next to him was Mo Fan, who was wrapped in bandages.

As soon as he saw Mo Fan, he teased: "How can the demon relics be easy to use?" ”

"Easy to use is easy to use." Mo Fan's face was bitter, and he scolded: "But the side effects are serious, Ma Dan Lao Tzu will never participate in this kind of thing in the future, whoever likes to go will go." ”

"Hahaha."

Han Lin laughed heartily, not caring at all, knowing that Mo Fan had a sense of justice, he just talked about it, and he was the first to rush forward if he really had something to do.

Some people don't look at what he says, they look at what he does.

The laughter stopped, Han Xiao looked at the two high-spirited young people who were extremely satisfied, and said to Mo Fan first: "I remember that you want to participate in the battle of the national government, but you don't have a recommendation ticket from the national government." ”

"In this way, I have discussed it with the high-level officials of the ancient capital, and the major forces such as the Magic Association and the Inquisition Society have made up three tickets, which is enough for you to escort the national government team all the way to the replacement."

"In addition, in order to prevent the retaliation of the Black Holy See and the sanctions of the Holy City, we will help you keep it secret if you demonize it, and you need to declassify it from the outside world at the right time."

Han Xiao said softly: "It's just the two of you who have been wronged." ”

"It's okay, it's okay."

Mo Fan was happy, and the problem of the national government ticket that he had been troubled was easily solved.

"It's all trivial." Han Xiao coughed lightly and said, "In fact, if you have anything to want, you will give full support in the scope of the ancient capital." ”

"Really, can there be seven or eight veins of the galaxy?"

Hearing this, Mo Fan's eyes lit up, and the lion opened his mouth.

Han Lian's old face stiffened, and he said embarrassedly: "There is no money in ancient times, it was originally a backward area in the west, and too many victims who have experienced this war need subsidies, and they also need funds to rebuild." ”

"Really?" Mo Fan scratched his head, remembered something and hesitated to say: "I want the most noble feather coat treasured by the Ancient Capital Museum, [Glass Phoenix Feather]. ”

"It's an antique, no problem."

When the words fell, Han Lin readily agreed, although the feather coat was extraordinary and a priceless treasure of history, the friendship of the life-saving benefactor was unlimited.

Lu Jun glanced at Mo Fan, and had the impression that the glazed phoenix feather should have been a super-level heaven-level magic tool in ancient times, but after the war years passed, it became incomplete, and the magic energy was gone.

It is suspected that it is directly related to the Suzaku and was worn by the totem guardian back then.

Then Mo Fan happily rushed to Huashan to retreat and cultivate with the reward, and recovered his magic energy as soon as possible.

Mo Fan's idea is very simple, and after seeing the ancient capital's use of restoration technology to present the gorgeous picture of the new feather coat, he decided to restore it completely one day and give it to Xinxia. (Original Text)

In the hall, only Han Lin and Lu Jun were left, they glanced at each other, and each said secretly, "Old fox/little fox." ”

Han Xiao didn't lie, the ancient capital did not have funds, but he had to consider Lu Jun's contribution in this change, almost a whole plan, especially to kill a cardinal, the reputation and credit must belong to Lu Jun.

So he pondered for a while, and said tentatively: "You also have the vote of the national government, why don't you give you a position as a glorious member of the ancient capital?" ”

Lu Jun was surprised, but he didn't think that Han Lin would take the initiative to mention: "Can I do it, I can only cultivate at a high level." ”

"Absolutely." Han Lin said with a smile on his face: "The entire city was saved by you, not to mention the position of the councilor, our ancient capital will be your most solid backing from now on." ”

"Besides, your strength, alone to clear a war general undead army, is not much weaker than the super level, worthy of the name."

"However, the position of the Honorable Councillor will not be revealed until we declassify it."

Lu Jun bowed his head with satisfaction: "No problem, thank you Han Lao for your promotion." ”

(End of chapter)