Longxing City is located in the north of the Star Luo Empire. It is less than two hundred meters away from the junction of the two empires. It is a real border city.
It itself is not under the direct jurisdiction of the Star Luo Imperial Family, but is a territory within a subordinate kingdom. Because of trade, this small city is extremely prosperous, with an endless stream of passing merchants.
A group of motorcades drove quickly on the streets, stirring up bursts of dust. After a while, they stopped outside a large house in the east of Longxing City. This massive motorcade naturally attracted everyone's attention, and two strong men had already run out of the gate opposite. Compared with the Strength Clan clansmen, they looked shorter, but they gave people a heavier feeling.
A strong man looked at the thin old man coming out of the carriage with a puzzled expression on his face, "Hello, respected Patriarch Yang, I wonder if you are here to see our Patriarch?"
As the children of the Defense Clan, they also knew that although the relationship between the emaciated old man in front of them and the head of their family was reasonable, they were not close enough to visit him often when they had nothing to do.
If Tian Chen were here, you would find that the old man's appearance is very similar to Yang Wushuang, but his eyes are very gloomy, giving people a gloomy feeling.
This emaciated old man is none other than Yang Wudi, the patriarch of the Breaking Clan, an eighty-two-level Soul Douluo expert. Bai Chenxiang, who was dressed in plain clothes, also followed the old man out of the carriage. His spirit was a little listless, and his pitiful appearance made people feel pity for him.☞💔 ☠🌷
At this moment, a deep voice came from the Defense Clan's mansion. "Old Goat, what do you mean you came to me Defense Clan with such great force?"
Inside the open door, an old man who was not inferior to Tai Tan walked in. This man had a face as heavy as a jujube. His hair was as short as a steel needle and was already gray. His face was ruddy, and his big copper bell eyes were piercing. His shoulders were extremely broad, and although the robe he wore outside was very wide, his majestic figure could still be seen before he took action.
The visitor frowned and looked at Yang Wudi and the others, but when his eyes moved to the red-eyed girl next to Yang Wudi, he quickly asked with concern.
"Xiangxiang, what happened? Why didn't your grandpa come with you?"
"Grandpa Niu Gao, our Speed Clan was destroyed, and grandpa also died in the battle." When Niu Gao mentioned sad things, tears kept rolling in Bai Chenxiang's eyes, and he bit his red lips tightly and said in a choked voice.
Hearing this, Niu Gao's face suddenly changed, and the terrifying Soul Power pressure swept over him along with his furious mood. The surrounding Defense Clan disciples also looked at Bai Chenxiang in surprise.
"Old Goat, what the hell is going on?" Niu Gao tried his best to calm down the violent fluctuations in his heart, and looked at Yang Wudi, whose face was gloomy.👮🔥 paw 🎁🐊
At this time, Bai Chenxiang was already sobbing, and tears fell from the corners of his eyes one by one.
Yang Wudi comforted Bai Chenxiang with a few words, then stiffly took a step forward and looked directly at Niu Gao, veins bulging on his clenched fists, and he hung his head regretfully.
"I'm not sure exactly who did it. Although Old White Bird is pedantic and rigid, he doesn't offend others easily."
"Forget it, we have notified Old Orangutan before, let's wait until he comes over and then we can talk. You first have someone prepare a room for Xiangxiang. This girl hasn't slept a wink in several days."
"Hey, you guys come in first." Niu Gao sighed and waved his hand to the clan members to get ready.
Yang Wudi waved his hand with interest, and walked into the mansion with the Breaking Clan's children.
But Tian Chen, who is in Spirit City, has no way of knowing what happened.
Seven days later. In a magnificent manor in the center of Spirit City.
The crystal surface of the thousand-year-old Blue Silver King plant coiling in the flower bed shone with a faint blue light, and its cool and soft breath was refreshing. Relying on the chair in the shade of the tree, Tian Chen looked at the beautiful figure in front of him with soft eyes.
Ye Lingling seems to have a deep love for pure white. She is still wearing a silver-white dress. Her long silver-white hair is tied behind her head, and she carefully takes care of the begonia flowers of different colors. The warm evening breeze blows in and lifts Ye Lingling's skirt, revealing a pair of white, tender and slender legs.
"Tian Chen, look!" Ye Lingling picked off a blooming white crabapple flower and tied it on his head. With such a playful look, Tian Chen was also slightly stunned.
But in Ye Lingling's view, Tian Chen was obviously a little absent-minded. The smile on his face gradually faded. He walked up to Tian Chen dissatisfiedly and snatched the silver wine glass from Tian Chen's hand.
The fragrance of fruit wine and the crashing sound of ice cubes echoed around, Tian Chen came back to his senses and pulled Ye Lingling onto his lap with a smile.
"Okay, Lingling, I was distracted."
"Huh." Ye Lingling hummed softly and leaned into Tian Chen's arms, frowning slightly as if he was thinking about something.
"Tian Chen, how long will it take you to practice at Death Canyon this time?"
"About a year." Tian Chen stroked Ye Lingling's long silver hair with his right hand, and both of them looked at the sunset that was slowly setting in the distance. The afterglow of the setting sun completely rendered the entire manor into rose gold, and both of them silently stopped talking, enjoying this rare tranquility.
Just when the night was completely enveloped, two intertwined figures staggered back into the castle room. The sound of blazing heartbeats and heavy breathing could be clearly heard in the room.
"Lingling, would you like to try this instead?" Tian Chen's malicious voice sounded in the room.
Ye Lingling rolled her eyes at Tian Chen, but when she thought that Tian Chen was going to Death Canyon to practice tomorrow, she did not refuse. She just looked at the maid uniform in her hand and looked at Tian Chen with a strange look.
Tian Chen smiled coquettishly, and took out a fluffy white tail from Soul Tool and handed it to Ye Lingling. This tail was taken from a thousand-year-old Snow Fox. It was soft and fluffy, but at the other end of the tail was a strange ball made of metal.
"Lingling, why don't you try this too?"
"Get out!"
That night, Spirit City It suddenly rained heavily, and all the begonia flowers in the flowerbed were soaked.
Especially the most luxuriant pure white Begonia flower in the flower bed, it endured the merciless whipping of wind and rain all night long, and its flower bones hung down weakly many times. However, after being baptized by the storm, it raised its head high again, as if it had regained a new lease of life.
The crystal dewdrops on the petals were somehow contaminated with some soil, making them appear turbid and sticky, dripping drop by drop from top to bottom.