He Has a Dragon

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Thinking of this, Wang Le had no intention of staying any longer. After settling the bill with the young waiter, and just as he was about to leave, his heart suddenly moved and he couldn't help but look back towards the stairs leading to the second floor.

Because he felt a familiar breath behind him.

At this time, two men and one woman were seen walking down the stairs.

"Qu Jinghong?" When Wang Le saw the familiar graceful figure among the three, a strange look flashed in his eyes.

"Didn't she go back to the Great Light Sect in the Far West? Why did she come back to Liangzhou again?"

Wang Le thought to himself with some surprise.

Moreover, after two years of absence, Qu Jinghong's aura was as familiar as ever, but there was obviously a qualitative change.

From the original aura of the God Transformation Realm, he has now transformed into a great monk of the Fusion Realm.

"It seems that the opportunity in the Mahayana monk space allowed her to gain a lot of benefits after returning to the Great Light Sect!"

Wang Le laughed secretly in his heart.

To be honest, if it hadn't been for Wang Lezai, not to mention the opportunity, this woman might not have been able to save her life.

Although the two of them had gone through life and death before, and Qu Jinghong even had a hint of affection for him, at this moment, Wang Le had no intention of stepping forward to acknowledge him.

For Wang Le, it is better to forget each other than to forget each other.

Just stay well.

So Wang Le just looked back at Qu Jinghong, then stepped across the threshold and disappeared at the door of Wei Ji Xian.

"Eh!" Qu Jinghong looked at Wang Le's smiling back and frowned slightly.

Although this person's face and back were very unfamiliar and he had never seen him before, for some reason, Qu Jinghong caught a sense of familiarity from the other person's deep eyes.

But for a moment, she wasn't sure where she had seen it.

As his mind wandered, Qu Jinghong disappeared on the stairs in a flash, and the next moment he was standing outside the delicious door.

Looking at the crowds of people on the street, the middle-aged monk who made her feel a little familiar had already disappeared without a trace.

"Junior sister, did you meet someone you know?"

The tall man in white robe who accompanied him walked out of the door and asked Qu Jinghong.

Qu Jinghong smiled and shook his head: "Maybe we had a chance encounter before!"

At this time, another old man with a gray mustache came out after paying the bill, slightly stooped.

"Based on the cultivation and status of Lord City Lord, the Yuanying monk just now is far beyond his reach."

The old man said with respect.

Qu Jinghong glanced at the other party, shook his head disapprovingly and said, "Uncle Wu, don't underestimate the world's heroes."

After a pause, Qu Jinghong's eyes showed a look of reminiscence, and he continued softly: "Jinghong can achieve what he has now,

It was also thanks to a friend who only had Nascent Soul cultivation level. "

The man named Uncle Wu and the tall man obviously knew who Qu Jinghong was talking about.

After all, when she returned to the Great Guangming Sect to report on her duties, Qu Jinghong, as a saint of the Great Guangming Sect, naturally had to report her experiences outside to the upper echelons of the sect.

So the name Wang Le is obviously unavoidable.

What's more, the cross-border combat power displayed by Wang Le is so amazing that it's hard for people to forget it.

Not to mention the huge waves Wang Le stirred up in Liangzhou after he came out of the Mahayana monk space.

"Lord City Lord, could that person just now be Wang Le?" Uncle Wu couldn't help but ask.

Qu Jinghong shook his head without hesitation and said: "Although he has cultivated the Nascent Soul, but two years have passed, ordinary monks may have made slow progress, but he is a monster that is rare to see in ten thousand years, and nine out of ten have achieved the goal of becoming a god." Realm, become stronger than before!"

At this moment, the tall man curled his lips in disapproval, shook his head in disapproval and said, "It's not that easy to break through from the Nascent Soul to the Divine Realm."

"What's more, in the past two years, not only the local Fusion Realm monks like Guan Hanshan are chasing this son, but even the two holy places of Bohai Sansheng Island and Daitian Mansion have been looking for him."

Having said this, the tall man couldn't help but continue softly: "I can't believe that the monster in your eyes, junior sister, has long since died. Now the grass on the grave is already three feet high."

Qu Jinghong frowned slightly, then shook his head in disbelief and said, "Senior Brother Zhou underestimated this monster. In Jinghong's eyes, he was born with nine lives."

"It's not that easy to want him dead!"

Then Qu Jinghong continued: "Since Jinghong took over Shuntian City half a year ago, we have been using channels within the church to find his whereabouts."

"Although this guy has not been found, as far as I know, the two holy places and the great monks of the Fusion Realm who are chasing him have never given up on tracing his whereabouts."

"And this means that Wang Le did not die, but he just hid somewhere."

Speaking of this, the disappointment in Qu Jinghong's eyes flashed away, and he said softly: "Perhaps he is no longer in Liangzhou and has gone to other places in the Middle-earth Continent."

Senior Brother Zhou heard a trace of sadness in Qu Jinghong's tone unconsciously, and a hint of haze and jealousy flashed in his eyes, and then he immediately regained his composure.

Then he saw that Senior Brother Zhou obviously didn't want to talk about Wang Le anymore, and then he changed the subject abruptly and said: "More and more monks have poured into Liangdu City recently, and there are many monks who refine the void."

"I wonder what Junior Sister's plans are? After all, for the upcoming trip to the ancient tomb, the leader asked me to focus on you, Junior Sister, a local coward."

Qu Jinghong shook away the distracting thoughts in his mind, forced himself to calm down, and then said in a solemn voice: "Jinghong has sent someone to send a message back to the church, and reinforcements will arrive in Liangdu City soon!"

Senior Brother Zhou chuckled with envy in his words: "Two years ago, no one would have thought that Junior Sister could bring back such legendary and amazing treasures as Donghai Fuso Wood."

"Both the leader and the ancestors in the sect have benefited a lot from it!"

"Now in their eyes, junior sister, you are the daughter of destiny of our Great Light Sect."

"So whether you can find anything in the ancient tomb of that forbidden person this time depends on your performance, junior sister."

"Uh!" Qu Jinghong couldn't help but smile bitterly, and didn't say anything, just shook his head silently.

She is not a girl of luck, she is just taking advantage of that guy Wang Le.

They are the real children of luck.

If we must say that she, Qu Jinghong, is the daughter of luck, then this guy Wang Le is the biological son of God.

Looking back afterwards, Qu Jinghong was certain that the quantity of East China Sea Fuso trees in Wang Le's hands must have far exceeded his imagination.

Even in the process of treasure hunting, there was a high probability that she would get something better than the East China Sea hibiscus wood, but she just didn't let her discover it.

"How great would it be to break into an ancient tomb with taboos with him?"

Qu Jinghong couldn't help but sigh in his heart.