God-Level Choice

Surprised in his heart, Chu Feng didn't think about it carefully, and hugged the dragon's tail in his arms again. At the same time, a white-faced middle-aged man quickly shuttled on the road to the receiving city. A piece of letter paper full of small characters slipped quietly from the cuff and fell to the ground. Perhaps because of the haste, the slipping letter paper was not noticed by the middle-aged people, but quickly disappeared into the crowd.

After the guests picked up the curious stationery, a piece of news spread rapidly in the host city, sweeping the entire host city in a short while.

"The Holy King and Wang Shizi competed for Wenmu chess in North China. The result should be that the Holy King won"

Countless people are discussing it, and the city that has been quiet for a long time is also lively because of this news.

In Tiancheng's scout camp, his fierce and delicate eyes scanned the black iron soldiers in front of him, and Sha Qi's eyes shone with light.

"Did you break the news?"

Knowing Ji Linglong's temper, all the Black Iron Warriors fearlessly stared into Ji Linglong's eyes, with no ghosts in their hearts.

"The Holy King will never say it, and sister Qi'er will never say it! Only one thing"

Before Lie Linglong could finish speaking, she suddenly raised her head. Looking at the middle-aged man walking towards her, Lie Linglong's expression became even more indifferent.

The "exquisite" visitor was God Lei Tian, ​​who made contact with Lie Linglong's indifferent eyes, God Lei Tian waved lightly.

"The High Commander does not guard your palace. What are you doing in my patrol camp?"

There was no intention to step forward, and Linglong's tone was much colder than before. When all the soldiers saw this scene, they didn't have to tell, so they left quickly.

"Someone wants to see you!"

His eyes quivered for a moment, then returned to normal. God Lei Tian turned his back to the door and said in a low voice: "My daughter has been like this since she was a child. The Dragon King is all my fault. I still hope that the Holy King will not blame it!"

"Holy King?" Go forward and come to God Lei Tian. The strange color in the fierce and delicate eyes flashed away, and they also stared at the door.

"Why is the atmosphere so dignified!"

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Zhang walked in stiffly, with neither a smile nor a smile on his face.

"Subordinate to visit"

Li Linglong bowed down and shook her head with Zhang supporting her saluting arm. Zhang said flatly, "I'm not a holy king. 7"

"What does His Highness the Holy King mean? After saying this, she actually looked at Chu Feng, Lie Linglong was confused by this sentence.

"I'm not a holy king now," we chatted calmly, and I smiled and said, "I'm a thief!"

"Linglong, let me tell you!"

God Lei Tian interjected: "Your Highness, the Holy King doesn't believe in your strength, so bet me that if the Holy King creates chaos in the sky, Linglong won't be able to stop it!" "Nonsense!"

Lie Linglong's face was cloudy, and it was nonsense in Lie Linglong's ears, especially the words of the Holy King caused riots in the receiving city, and Lie Linglong could not accept it.

"Bibi, I'm free anyway!" Chu Feng said impatiently, waving his hands. (by Zhao Zhao) "No, the subordinates are willing to admit defeat, and feel that they are no match for the Holy King!"

Shaking his head, his tone was firm and delicate, and he felt that Chu Feng belonged to that kind of dude in his heart. As for what happened on the street that day, it was completely regarded as Chu Feng's funny nonsense.

"Okay then!" Rolling his eyes, after finishing speaking, he went out coquettishly and disappeared.

Why don't you hurry up and catch up with the Generalissimo? After all, the most important prince in your heart is injured, and you may be uncomfortable for the rest of your life!"