Chapter 444: Little Cousin

The genius remembers the permanent address of this site in one second: www.81zw.us

It's comparable to a full blow from the Dragon King!

And it feels even more powerful!

Zhu Minglang glanced at the treasure in his hand, and hurriedly put him away.

As a dragon shepherd, some powerful magic tools still need to be equipped, after all, it is impossible for dragon pets to be by his side all the time.

Although the Storm Phantom Feather is very useful, it is not very effective against powerhouses above the monarch level.

This Zhenhai bell just makes up for Zhu Minglang's vacancy in this area. At critical times, he can definitely catch the opponent by surprise. Even if the king-level powerhouse doesn't realize that he is shaking the bell, he may be killed by this voodoo tide. !

The Zhenhai bell not only evokes the tide of destruction, but also calms the storm. Zhu Minglang found that the weather gradually cleared up, but the huge and shocking gap in the cliffs of the continuous sea became more conspicuous.

Zhu Minglang didn't dare to stay for a long time, anyway, it was not far from Qincheng. It seemed that the cliff was still a very famous place for spring outing in Qincheng. He tried Zhenhai bell and destroyed it, which probably would arouse public outrage.

...

Riding the Gale Dragon to Zither City, some strong men from Zither City appeared at Zhu Minglang's crime scene one after another.

Zhu Minglang looked over and found that two of them were still riding the Dragon King.

You caused a lot of trouble, but fortunately you slipped away quickly.

Has Han Wan ever used the Zhenhai bell herself? It's so powerful that she didn't remind herself.

Pretending that he was just a passerby, Zhu Minglang drifted past those strong men who came from Zither City.

"I'm afraid a certain holy beast in the storm is venting its dissatisfaction with our Zither City. We have to check if some people from the big clan have done something to annoy the beast of the storm." A woman wearing light crystal armor said .

"Why are there no footprints left, and I can't feel the breath of the holy beast." A man in a fiery red long coat said.

"Let's take precautions here first. It's best to ask the people nearby if they see the figure of the storm holy beast. It can smash the sea cliffs of more than ten miles at once. Its strength is extremely terrifying, so don't take it lightly!"

Zhu Minglang vaguely heard the conversation of these Zither City powerhouses,

I feel a little ashamed in my heart.

I'm sorry, I'm sorry, big bosses in Zither City, Xiao Zhuzhu has caused you unnecessary trouble!

How should I put it, if it is destroyed, it will be destroyed, and it is not a bad thing. Isn't the field of vision more open...

...

Before arousing suspicion, Zhu Minglang left quickly.

When he arrived at Zither City, he handed back the Gale Flying Dragon and refunded the deposit. Zhu Minglang found that Zither City had entered a state of alert. Teams of white-armored guards were patrolling dozens of miles outside the city, and there was even a king-level powerhouse. Sitting on the highest point of Zither City, he just stared at the ocean with a solemn face, deeply afraid that the terrifying storm holy beast would come to Zither City just now.

Zhu Minglang felt even more ashamed, and hurriedly found his own branch in Zither City.

There are three inner courtyards of Zhumen, the main inner courtyard is naturally the Dishui Lake in the imperial city, the other two are the small inner courtyard here in Qincheng, and there is a large inner courtyard in a place that Zhu Minglang doesn't even know.

Zhu Minglang seldom cares about clan affairs, and Zhu Tianguan doesn't seem to want to be involved in clan disputes.

Probably because the position of the head of the clan is not stable, it is easy to make enemies everywhere, and it is also constrained by various forces. Rather than intrigue with those old foxes, it is really better to travel around by yourself and improve your strength as much as possible.

"You are Zhu Minglang, Mr. Zhu?" A manager of Zhu's family, with a fat head and big ears, looked at Zhu Minglang carefully.

Everyone in the Zhu family knows Zhu Minglang, but few people have seen him. Even some of the clan's children in the imperial capital's inner court may not necessarily recognize the Zhu family's young master who has practiced in the remote mountain sword sect since childhood, let alone Talk about this distant inner court.

"Yes, is my uncle wishing you well?" Zhu Minglang asked.

"The little sect master has gone to the imperial capital." The manager didn't know how to receive him for a while, but he respectfully invited Zhu Minglang to sit in the inner court.

As soon as I walked inside, a watery woman came towards me, with delicate braids on her chest. She looked young, but she had a very good figure. Her steps were light, and she seemed to be planning to go out on the street. She was in a very good mood , The corners of the mouth raised slightly.

"Miss." The manager saluted immediately, but stopped the braided woman.

"Well, I'm going out to meet some friends." The voice of the Shui Lingling woman was also very clear and pleasant.

"That..." The steward hesitated for a while, and finally said, "This is from the imperial capital, we wish you the best of luck."

"Well, welcome me..." Shui Lingling nodded subconsciously, showing a polite smile, but soon she noticed something was wrong, and said, "Young sect master?"

"I'm Zhu Minglang." Zhu Minglang said with a smile.

"Zhu Minglang, Zhu Minglang, ah, you are that peerless genius sword cultivator who accidentally went mad and became an ordinary cousin of Zhu Minglang?" Zhu Minglang watched for a long time.

He only hears his name, but not his person.

Ever since she was a child, Zhu Rongrong had heard the elders of the clan mention this legendary figure. She remembered that when she was thirteen years old, she went to the imperial capital once, and met Zhu Minglang, who was young and handsome at the time and swept away all the masters in the imperial capital.

But at that time, Zhu Minglang was basically surrounded by a group of big sisters from the clan, and her little cousin had no chance to talk to him at all.

"Yes, I'm that peerless genius sword repairer who accidentally got mad and became an ordinary Zhu Minglang... But it's not very ordinary. I'm now a glorious dragon shepherd." Zhu Minglang said.

"Dragon Shepherd? Really, me too!" Zhu Rongrong said.

"Well, Miss... I have poor eyesight, I have never seen the Young Clan Master before." The old manager said something.

"He's my cousin, I remember, I used to think my brother was so handsome when I looked at it from a distance... um, um, it's this face." Zhu Rongrong actually couldn't remember what Zhu Minglang looked like, but in this world How could anyone go to their clan's gate to pretend to be the young master!

Zhu Minglang didn't have much impression of the cousins ​​around him.

But since she has such a sweet mouth, even if she is not a cousin, she can be considered a younger sister.

"I traveled to Nihai, so I stopped by to visit." Zhu Minglang said.

"I'm going to meet the little princess of the nearby country, brother, come with me, what a beauty!" Zhu Rongrong didn't feel that Zhu Minglang was a stranger at all.

"Miss, the young master has traveled a long distance, and he probably hasn't rested yet." The old butler reminded him aloud.

"It doesn't matter, my little cousin Lao happened to take me around. I haven't been to Zither City, and Zither City is more beautiful and elegant than I imagined." Zhu Minglang said.

Lots of little beauties? ?

Zhu Minglang wouldn't believe it unless he saw it with his own eyes.

Mobile version of Bayi Chinese Website: m.81zw.us