God Emperor

In the chariot.

Zhang Ruochen put his hands together, withdrew his mental power, stared at Murong Yue, and said: "After we left the Black Market First Grade Hall, someone has been following us. You should know who he is, right?"

Murong Yue lowered her head, pursed her lips slightly, and said, "Your Highness, you don't need to pay attention to him. His target is me, not you." "That's not necessarily the case."

Zhang Ruochen shook his head and said, "Now that you and I are so close, he must have misunderstood, right?"

"Your Highness knows who he is?" Murong Yue was a little surprised.

"The fastest rising star in the Ministry of War, Bu Qianfan. Besides him, who else will follow you all the time? This man is very infatuated. It seems that you have really become his inner demon." Zhang Ruochen said.

Er Sikong sat aside, holding Buddha beads in both hands, and sighed: "Amitabha, since ancient times heroes have been saddened by beauty."

"Snapped!"

Da Sikong slapped Er Sikong's bald head and scolded: "It's none of your business."

Murong Yue fell into silence because she knew that both the Black Market Yipintang and Ming Zong were on opposite sides of the Ministry of War.

The appearance of Bu Qianfan will undoubtedly cause a certain degree of hindrance to His Highness the Crown Prince.

Murong Yue's eyes showed a look of absolute despair, and she said: "Your Highness, don't worry, I will definitely find a way to solve this matter. If he dares to find out about His Highness and threaten His safety, if necessary, I will I will take his life myself.”

Zhang Ruochen sighed softly and said nothing. No one could get involved in the affairs between men and women. What's more, he can't even understand his own emotions, so what qualifications do he have to interfere in other people's affairs.

Behind the Blood Soul Chariot were three men in military armor.

Among them, the young man at the front, with a beard and golden armor, was sitting on the back of a wild elephant, looking very heroic.

This person is none other than Bu Qianfan.

The sergeant standing on the left of Bu Qianfan put his palm on the sword and said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, I will help you deal with that boy."

"How dare you get so close to Miss Murong? You are really looking for death." Another sergeant had a murderous look in his eyes.

Bu Qianfan stared at the Blood Soul Chariot with complicated expressions and said: "Just the two of you are not his opponent."

"We are generals of the Ministry of War. As long as we use the token of the Ministry of War, no matter how high his cultivation level is, he still dares to resist?" said one of the sergeants with scars on his face.

Bu Qianfan shook his head and said: "The token of the Ministry of War is effective for others and has no use for him. This person, so young and able to ride the Blood Soul Chariot, must be the new Son of God of the Blood God Sect." "

"Is he Gu Linfeng?"

Both sergeants were startled, showing fear.

In the past half month, Gu Linfeng's deeds have been spread throughout Tiantai Prefecture and even the Central Region.

Gu Linfeng became famous all over the world overnight.

It is said that during the battle for the Son of God, he surpassed Hai Lingyin and Wei Longxing and took the position of Son of God in one fell swoop.

How could Hai Lingyin and Wei Longxing be ordinary people?

There are even rumors that Gu Linfeng defeated the blood god's eldest disciple in the same realm, and he can be called the number one prodigy of the blood god sect in 100,000 years.

Even if the authenticity of those legends is very low, the fact that Gu Linfeng can become the Son of God of the Blood God Cult proves that this person is definitely not someone to be trifled with.

The sergeant with the scar said harshly: "So what if he is the son of the Blood God Cult? If he dares to touch the prince's woman, we will make him unable to eat and carry around."

Bu Qianfan stared at him with a cold expression and said: "You'd better not get involved in the matter between this king and Miss Murong. If you have nothing to do, go check out Gu Linfeng's background. It's best to find out who this person is." How is his conduct?"

"Don't worry, Your Majesty, this trivial matter won't trouble us."

"My subordinates will go to the Ministry of War to obtain Gu Linfeng's information now."

After the two sergeants left, Bu Qianfan rode the wild elephant and continued to follow them.

He was worried about Murong Yue and was going to see what kind of person Gu Linfeng was and whether he was worthy of her?

The largest store of the Demon Sect in the black market is called Zhuguang Pavilion.

The third largest auction house in Tiantai Prefecture is established here.

Although it is just a store, it has a rich history and gathers a large number of magic masters. Even a saint has to restrain himself a bit when he comes to Zhuguang Pavilion.

Yan Jinyao is a deacon in Zhuguang Pavilion and is responsible for welcoming some important people at tonight's auction. The Moon Worshiping Demon Sect's auction is only held once a month, and there must be no chance of any surprises.

Whenever a big shot showed up, he would report it immediately and make arrangements in advance.

At this moment, there was a commotion outside the gate.

Yan Jinyao walked out quickly and saw a golden-winged thunder eagle as big as a small mountain, walking quickly from a distance and stopping outside the gate of Zhuguang Pavilion.

"A big shot in the Blood God Cult."

Yan Jinyao immediately greeted him, cupped his hands and said with a smile, "I wonder which elder of the Blood God Sect is coming to Zhuguang Pavilion?"

In the chariot, a young man and woman stepped out one after another.

The man looks like a jade tree facing the wind, and is free and elegant. The woman is also stunningly beautiful and looks stunning.

Although Yan Jinyao met Gu Linfeng for the first time, he guessed his identity immediately and said with a smile: "It turns out that His Highness the Son of God and the Young Master of the First Grade Hall of the Eastern Territory Black Market are here. Please, please hurry up." ,Please come in."

Murong Yue walked forward, smiled, and said, "Deacon Yan, the thing I want will definitely appear at the auction tonight, right?"

"Don't worry, Master Murong, this is absolutely true." Yan Jinyao said.

Obviously, Yan Jinyao and Murong Yue already knew each other. After a brief exchange, they confirmed again that the Holy Spirit of the Green Armor Camel Elephant would indeed be on the auction stage tonight.

Yan Jinyao personally welcomed Zhang Ruochen and Murong Yue into the Pearl Light Pavilion. As for the Grand Marshal and the Second Marshal, they did not receive such treatment and could only follow behind silently.

The two of them looked around and seemed quite curious about everything in the Pearl Light Pavilion.

At this moment, Da Sikong widened his eyes and exclaimed: "This female donor is really... as beautiful as a bodhisattva..."

Murong Yue heard Da Sikong's startled cry, immediately stopped, glared at Da Sikong, and said: "Monk, don't make a loud noise here, otherwise I will drive you out."

Da Sikong immediately shook his head and pointed to a lake not far away, saying: "I am not talking nonsense, it is really a bodhisattva descending to the earth."

Everyone looked in the direction pointed by Da Sikong.

I saw that there were many monks gathered by the lake not far away. They were talking and many people exclaimed.

There was a high platform built in the center of those monks.

On the high platform, sat an extremely beautiful woman in white, with a very tall figure, full breasts and buttocks, and a pair of slender jade legs, both white and round.

Her face was even more exquisite, without a trace of flaws. Sitting by the lake, she looked particularly quiet, like a jade girl in a painting, with a faint fairy air.

No wonder the Grand Chancellor called her a bodhisattva. Such a beauty really doesn't seem to come from the human world.

"There is such a beautiful woman in the world. Who is she?" Even with Murong Yue's beauty, she felt inferior to the woman in white.

Yan Jinyao smiled and said, "This woman was brought back from Yuanfu by an elder in the sect. She is just an ordinary woman, not a cultivator."

"But her beauty is indeed too amazing and has a certain value. So, the elder placed her in Zhuguang Pavilion."

"Recently, she has attracted many guests to Zhuguang Pavilion. Many people even threw holy stones to make her smile. However, she has never smiled and has never said a word."

Murong Yue said, "Is she a silly girl?"

"Who knows? Anyway, when she attracts the attention of enough VIPs, Zhuguang Pavilion will send her to the auction table. With her beauty and virginity, she will definitely be able to sell for a high price." Yan Jinyao said.

Zhang Ruochen stared at the woman in white, and was shocked, as if he had seen something incredible.

Then, his voice was a little cold, and he said, "How could you treat her like this?"

Yan Jinyao thought that Zhang Ruochen also liked the woman, so he smiled and said, "For Zhuguang Pavilion, whether it is a person or an object, there is a price. The role of Zhuguang Pavilion is to maximize its (her) value."

"Do you know who she is? Do you really think that the price of Zhuguang Pavilion can be used to measure her?"

Zhang Ruochen's eyes were extremely cold, and the chill he exuded made Yan Jinyao tremble all over.

Murong Yue had never seen Zhang Ruochen so angry before. Realizing that something was wrong, she immediately asked, "Mr. Gu, what happened?"

Zhang Ruochen said nothing, turned into a stream of light, crossed the sky dozens of feet away, landed on the high platform by the lake, and looked at the woman in white.

She was indeed as beautiful as a fairy, but her eyes were very empty, without a trace of spirit, as if she had lost her soul.

Others didn't recognize her because no one had seen her true face.

But Zhang Ruochen had seen her true face, so he knew that she was Ling Feiyu, one of the nine palace masters of the Demon Cult, and the Feiyu Sword Saint, who had been missing for two months.

"Why are you here? What on earth have you experienced?" Zhang Ruochen asked.

Ling Feiyu was still sitting there, just slightly raised her beautiful eyes and stared at the strange man in front of her.

Her eyes were still very empty.

"Did she hurt her holy soul when she fought with the Blue Sky Blood Emperor?"

Zhang Ruochen immediately reached out a hand, grabbed Ling Feiyu's right wrist, separated a stream of holy energy, and injected it into her body.

Ling Feiyu neither resisted nor spoke, like a stone statue.

However, the cultivators below the high platform were very angry.

"Who is that boy? He dared to grab Lady Shi's hand. He is so bold. I will chop him off."

A young man with the second transformation of the Fish Dragon drew out a sword, flew onto the platform, and slashed at Zhang Ruochen.

"Shua."

Murong Yue turned into a shadow and landed on the platform first. With a wave of his arm, he sent out a holy energy, hitting the young man so hard that he vomited blood and threw him out.

"You dared to hit the young master of the Heavenly Ghost Sect so hard? Are you looking for death?"

Four green-clothed men with the ninth transformation of the Fish Dragon rushed out, holding weapons and full of murderous aura, and rushed to the platform.

Murong Yue took out the token of the First Grade Hall of the Black Market, held it in his hand, and said, "How dare the Heavenly Ghost Sect be so presumptuous in front of this young master?"

The four cultivators of the Heavenly Ghost Sect were all shocked when they saw the token in Murong Yue's hand. They immediately bowed to apologize, then lifted the young master of the Heavenly Ghost Sect and fled from the Pearl Light Pavilion.

Below the platform, the other cultivators also shut up. The Black Market First-Class Hall was not something they could afford to offend.

Of course, they also knew very well that even the young master of the Black Market First-Class Hall could not take Shi Meiren away.

Not only because this was the territory of the Moon Worshiping Demon Cult.

But also because there was another person whose status was not lower than that of the young master of the Black Market First-Class Hall, who had already taken a fancy to Shi Meiren.

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