Chapter 1539 Suppressing All Talents 1

"Meet the emperor!"

"Haha, Jian'er is here, sit down, sit down!"

In a palace that looked like a small palace, Ling Jian'er entered and bowed respectfully to the old man sitting in the center.

The old man was wearing an ice-white robe, with a white dragon embroidered on his chest, a dragon from the Transcendent Continent!

This is the lord of the Bingxin Dynasty.

Lord Bing Xin saw Ling Jian'er coming, his face was full of smiles.

This woman was brought back by the patriarch of the dynasty not long ago. She possesses a very terrifying talent. She is only in her thirties, and she possesses the strength of the second level of Dongxu.

The most important thing is that she possesses terrifying fighting power, and she can completely leapfrog fighting.

Stronger than the most monstrous disciples trained by the three superpowers!

This made Lord Bing Xin very happy. It was a good thing for the entire dynasty that such a proud son could appear in the Bing Xin dynasty.

But what made him helpless was that Ling Jian'er was too cold, as if he had no feelings.

"It's the emperor!"

Ling Jian'er nodded and sat at the side.

In the room, there are several princes and princesses, the most outstanding of which is the Ninth Prince, who is now over a hundred years old and possesses the strength of the third level of Dongxu.

One hundred years old is still very young for a lifespan of five thousand years.

"The Shady Garden will open in a few days. You must be careful when you enter it. At that time, our Bingxin Dynasty will send some strong men at the peak of Tier 3 Dongxu to follow you. The focus is on experience, so don't encounter danger!"

Lord Bing Xin spoke to them all.

"Don't worry, father, I will protect my brothers and sisters!"

The Ninth Prince said to Lord Bing Xin.

"Haha, okay, with Jing Huan here, my father will feel much more at ease!"

Lord Bing Xin smiled, very satisfied with his son.

A group of people chatted sentence by sentence, Ling Jian'er sat there and seldom spoke, only when she was asked, she only said a few words, looking a little cold.

Wang Xian hid in the thousand-meter void and looked down.

Half an hour later, Ling Jian'er got up and left, leaving only the Lord Bing Xin and the Ninth Prince in the room.

"Father, can you betroth Jian'er to my son!"

Just when Wang Xian was about to leave, he suddenly heard the words of the Ninth Prince below.

This made him slightly startled, and slowly closed his eyes.

"Jing Huan, have you taken a fancy to Jian'er?"

Lord Bing Xin tapped on the table lightly and asked with a smile.

"It's the father, don't hide it from the father, my son and minister are all in love with Jian'er!"

There was a flash of heat in the eyes of the Ninth Prince, and he nodded.

Whether it is Ling Jian'er's talent or her temperament, he is more moved.

"The time for Jian'er to join our Bingxin Dynasty is still too short after all. It would be a bit bad if the royal father betrothed directly. Wait a little longer, wait a little longer!"

Lord Bingxin said with a smile on his face.

"Thank you, father, thank you, father!"

The Ninth Prince stood up excitedly and bowed.

"Ha ha!"

Lord Bingxin smiled.

"Damn it, a guy over a hundred years old still wants to marry Jian'er!"

Wang Xian in the void narrowed his eyes slightly, and a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes.

"It seems that I can't hide around every day. I have to take action. With Ling Jian'er's current attitude, if Lord Bing Xin betroths her to the Ninth Prince, she may not necessarily know how to refuse!"

Wang Xian frowned, staring at Ling Jian'er's figure, and followed behind with a movement.

"Sister Ling Jian'er, Prince Wuqingcheng will host a banquet in two days and invite us to the banquet. Don't forget then!"

Ling Jian'er and the princesses and princes of the Bingxin Dynasty walked outside, and a prince said with a smile.

"Prince Wuqingcheng? Is it the prince Wuqingcheng of Wuji Imperial City?"

Ling Jian'er was slightly interested and asked them.

"That's right, Prince Wuqingcheng of Wuji Imperial City, I heard that Prince Wuqingcheng wants the shady heart fruit in the shady garden to improve his strength, and the shady heart fruit is very precious, so he is going to entertain the disciples of all major forces. We got it and hopefully sold it to him!"

The prince nodded.

"I heard that the two peerless geniuses from the Solipsism Sect will also go, and the beast master of the He Clan Forest will also go. At that time, there will be a gathering of geniuses from the vast area!"

A princess spoke with bright eyes.

"Then I'm going to take a look!"

Ling Jian'er nodded, also full of curiosity about Tianjiao in the vast area.

"Have a banquet? Why don't you go there and have a formal meeting with Ling Jian'er!"

Wang Xian raised his eyebrows, thinking in his heart.

"However, I don't seem to have an invitation letter? Wouldn't it be good to go in directly!"

Wang Xian frowned slightly, followed Ling Jian'er to her residence, and continued to watch her practice the sword.

At night, when Ling Jian'er sat cross-legged on the bed to practice, Wang Xian hesitated for a moment, and flew outside.

"The direction of the He clan is there!"

Wang Xian hid in the sky and flew towards He Clan's position.

According to the conversation of the princes and princesses of the Bing Xin Dynasty, He Yuan will also attend the banquet.

"Forest Beast Master, this title has personality!"

Wang Xian smiled and came to the He Clan's base in the ruins of the Kingdom of God.

As the top He clan with first-class forces, they also occupy a considerable territory in the ruins of the Kingdom of God.

However, what made Wang Xian frown was that he searched the entire He Clan with the light and dark fire dragon eyes from above, but there was no sign of He Yuan.

"What's the matter, haven't you come yet?"

Wang Xian hesitated, moved his body, and came to the position below. He asked some people to inquire, but they didn't see He Yuan coming.

"Not here yet?"

Wang Xian frowned, walked slowly on the road, thinking about how to get an invitation letter.

"Go to Guangming Villa to find Wu Qingyan, he is the princess of the Wuji Dynasty, the younger sister of Wuqing City, there should be an invitation letter?"

Wang Xian hesitated in his heart, and walked towards the front position.

The territory of the Wuji Dynasty is in the middle of the He Clan and the Bingxin Dynasty, and he happened to pass by when he went back by himself.

However, he only met that Wu Qingyan once, and he even taught her a lesson.

"His Royal Highness, the mansion has arrived!"

Just as Wang Xian was pacing on the road while thinking and walking, a voice suddenly came from ahead.

"The crown prince?"

Wang Xian was taken aback for a moment, with a look of astonishment on his face.

"Is it such a coincidence? Someone gave me a pillow as soon as I fell asleep."

He muttered in his mouth and looked forward.

A handsome and extraordinary young man got off from a luxurious car.

The young man was wearing black clothing, with four large white characters on his chest.

World of martial arts!

Crown Prince, within the dynasty, only the next generation heir to the throne can have this title.

The heir to the throne of the Wuji Dynasty represents the top existence that will cover three parts of the world with one hand in the future.

And Wuqing City is the crown prince of the Wuji Dynasty!