Chapter 218 The Destined Child Who Lost His Label

"Brother, can you stop looking at me like that?"

"..."

The Lord of Yaoguang pursed his lips, looking aggrieved, and didn't say anything, just staring at Zixiao.

Seeing that the other party had not spoken, the latter turned and walked towards the main hall of the City Lord's Mansion.

The Lord of Yaoguang followed closely.

After arriving at the main hall, Zixiao discovered the intention of the Lord of Yaoguang. The decoration here is similar to that in the Lingxiao Palace.

It is clear that the Lord of Yaoguang made it for his preference.

But even if he was moved in his heart, he couldn't say it directly, otherwise, who knows what the other party would say.

The handover ceremony of the city lord is actually very simple.

Zixiao only needs to input spiritual power into the crystal in the middle, and then the formation pattern of the entire Chilian City will be fully activated.

At that time, no matter who wants to deal with Zixiao, as long as Zixiao is in this Chilian City, the enemy can be completely isolated outside the city.

If you want to attack the city, break the formation first.

But the effort of breaking the formation was enough for the people of Yaoguang Holy Land to send reinforcements. After all, this is the territory of Yaoguang Holy Land, so there is naturally a teleportation formation.

Buzz...

With the injection of spiritual power.

Suddenly, colorful clouds appeared in the sky, and Zixiao's back appeared in the sky. I don't know when the back was left by the recording crystal. At the same time, a majestic voice resounded throughout the city.

"From today on, the lord of Chilian City is Zixiao. He holds the sun and the moon in his hands and picks the stars. There is no one like him in the world. He turns his back on all living beings, he..."

"Fuck!"

Zixiao quickly withdrew his spiritual power, and the colorful clouds in the sky and the image and sound disappeared.

He turned his head and looked at the proud Yaoguang Saint Lord, and said in disbelief: "What are you proud of?! Huh?! Tell me what are you proud of?!"

"Ah?"

Yaoguang Saint Lord was stunned: "Junior brother, is this scene not big enough? You don't know, I have been thinking hard for a long time before I thought of these words!"

"After all, you want to take over this Chilian City, so naturally you have to let the people in the city know."

"It's okay for you to notify the people in the city! But what do you mean by the following words? Who holds the sun, moon and stars?!"

Zixiao only felt a burst of heat on his face.

Damn, how can I go out and see people? Everyone in the city has seen the stupid image and heard the words that make people die? !

Zixiao now wants to use his self-transformation method to kill all the people in this city!

Too damn! ! !

Who turned his back on all living beings? Who holds the sun, moon and stars.

Is that talking about me! ! !

It was so childish, and the Lord of Yaoguang still put on a proud look.

"Junior brother..."

The Lord of Yaoguang came to Zixiao, patted his shoulders twice, and said, "You are too low-key. As a person from my Yaoguang Holy Land, how can you be so low-key?!"

"That's absolutely not possible!"

"I absolutely cannot allow you to be so low-key, so let me come..."

Boom! ! !

A roar sounded, and the Lord of Yaoguang directly broke open the door and shot into the courtyard.

...

After completely mastering the formation pattern of Chilian City, the two also walked out.

At this time, the Lord of Yaoguang was a little embarrassed, and from time to time he rubbed various parts of his body, as if he was injured, while Zixiao had a dark face throughout the whole process.

Those passers-by looked at him because of his appearance or his identity.

It made Zixiao feel that the other party was making fun of him.

It was really too social.

Just as the two were walking towards the city gate, Zixiao suddenly saw a familiar figure!

He was wearing a monk's robe and a scarf.

The Saint of Wuxiang? !

Wasn't that the kind-hearted person who used his head as a wooden fish for him to knock?

The Saint of Yaoguang also discovered the Saint of Wuxiang at the same time, and looked at him in confusion, wondering what they meant by coming here.

The Saint of Wuxiang also stared back at him immediately.

After seeing the Saint of Yaoguang and Zixiao, there was obviously some hatred in his eyes.

What caught Zixiao's attention was a young man next to the Saint of Wuxiang. He had long hair and was obviously not a Buddha.

He had a handsome face and a firm gaze.

This was just right!

Could it be another child of destiny?

Thinking of this, Zixiao directly opened the Eye of Insight.

…

Name: Lin Wuya

Bone age: 18 years old

Cultivation: middle stage of Nascent Soul

Special physique: Tyrant body (sealed)

Tag: Son of Destiny (lost) Both parents are kings, talented, two kings in one family, great luck…

Golden finger: Sign-in system (lost)

…

Seeing this person’s tag, Zixiao’s eyes were a little surprised.

This was the first time he saw a Son of Destiny lose his tag, but when he saw the three words “sign-in system has lost”, he seemed to understand something.

Before, his dog system brought back a bunch of messy functions and magic weapons.

When in the Spirit Realm, he already knew that the system was constantly robbing people over there. Now it seems that he is not only robbing people, but also the system!

The sign-in system was robbed?

This is the only possibility. The dog system gave him the sign-in function before.

It is a nonsense that a villain system has a sign-in function.

It turns out that the source is here!

The son of destiny named Lin Wuya looked at Zixiao with a bit of hatred in his eyes.

It was obviously the first time the two met, but he was so hostile to Zi Xiao.

"Does he know that his system has been robbed by mine?"

"Or is it because of the Formless Holy Lord?"

Zi Xiao couldn't think of the third possibility. If it was the latter, that would be fine, but if it was the former, this person would have to die.

Things about having a system must never be known to other people.

"Yo yo yo..."

Holy Lord Yaoguang curled his lips and joked: "Who do I think you are? Isn't this the Holy Lord of our Formless Holy Land? My fellow Taoist, we haven't seen each other for a long time, why are you wearing a headscarf?"

"To be honest, I almost didn't dare to recognize you."

"hehe……"

Holy Lord Wuxiang sneered and said in a nonchalant manner: "The poor monk recently got a strange disease, so he covered it with a turban, which made fellow Taoists laugh."

"Yeah, it's really funny."

Holy Lord Yaoguang nodded, without any intention of saving face for the other party.

While the two were talking, Lin Wuya also came to Zixiao. His face still looked a bit childish, but his eyes were full of hatred.

I saw him speaking softly: "Zi Xiao, right? Let me tell you a story. When I was young, I once got a very interesting ring, and I don't know what kind of strong man left the soul in it."

"The spirit often asks me to leave footprints in various places, and he will also give me some rewards."

"But within a year, the soul was taken away inexplicably. And the person who took the soul said that he wanted to see Zixiao for something. I think he asked me to come to you, right?"

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