Chapter 89 The man behind the scenes is about to show up (Part 4)
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J Shen
Chapter 89 The black hand behind the scenes is about to show up (fourth more)
There is a city thousands of miles away from the imperial capital of the ancient Suzaku Kingdom.
The city has been occupied by the coalition forces of the three ancient countries.
Qinglong, Baihu, the lords of the Three Kingdoms of Xuanwu, stood with their hands down.
Directly above, in the bed gauze account, a voice carried a cold anger.
"It actually failed. You millions of coalition forces can't even conquer a small ancient Suzaku country!"
"I didn't bring the compass parts to the Marquis, and I didn't even bring that Bai Yu'er. Are you all trash!"
The voice was extremely angry, with a cold meaning.
The Qinglong King and others bowed their heads slightly and remained silent.
They were already accustomed to the temperamental, manic and irritable character of that young man.
The dignified sage was reprimanded like this, the White Tiger King and the Xuanwu King, their faces were alternately blue and white, and they secretly gritted their teeth.
But when they saw the four dark figures standing around, the anger in their hearts turned into powerlessness.
"The god son of the Jun family, Jun Xiaoyao, huh... Do you really take yourself as a character?" The voice was cold and stern.
Jun Xiaoyao's status, status, and strength are indeed few and far between.
But it doesn't mean that no one can compete with him.
Although the Jun family is extremely prosperous and brilliant, it is impossible to cover the sky in Xianyu with one hand.
This gentleman does not believe in this evil.
"Send the order to rectify the army. After three days, the Marquis will go on a personal expedition to see if the prince of the king's family will give this honor to the Marquis!" The voice shouted coldly.
"Yes, obey." The Qinglong King and others handed over, and then exited the hall.
"As long as you collect the last piece, you can get a complete bronze compass, which will be very helpful for exploring the bronze fairy palace."
"No one can get in the way of the Marquis, not even the son of the Jun family!"
……
late at night.
Suzaku Ancient Kingdom Palace, in a luxurious building.
The leisurely sound of the piano wafts out of the pavilion, making people feel relaxed and happy, like a sublimation.
Inside the pavilion, Jun Xiaoyao sat cross-legged on the bed, with Fengming Qishan on his lap.
The white and slender fingers swayed the seven strings, and the piano sounded leisurely.
This song is one of the ten famous Guqin songs that Jun Xiaoyao has heard in his previous life, High Mountain and Flowing Water.
Listening to it, the impetuous mood seems to be soothed.
Jun Xiaoyao didn't take the so-called son to heart at all, and seemed very leisurely.
When Jun Xiaoyao was playing the piano, he also vaguely felt a faint fluctuation of his soul.
"Is that my mysterious protector?" Jun Xiaoyao murmured.
His Taoist guardian also seemed to use the sound of the piano as a means of attack.
Hearing Jun Xiaoyao playing the qin at this moment, it is inevitable that there will be some fluctuations.
After the song was over, the mysterious protector never showed up.
However, there was a knock on the door.
"Come in." Jun Xiaoyao said lightly.
Bai Yuer, who was wearing a red gauze dress, walked in with tea.
"Son of God, please use tea." Bai Yu'er said obediently.
Bai Yu'er served tea, while secretly looking at Jun Xiaoyao.
At this moment, Jun Xiaoyao, who is playing the qin, has a different temperament and is even more unique.
"En." Jun Xiaoyao put away Fengming Qishan and took the tea.
Take a sip.
Bai Yu'er bit her lip slightly and said, "God son, my Suzaku ancient country has a characteristic, it is the Suzaku Lingquan, do you want to give it a try?"
"Well, yes." Jun Xiaoyao nodded.
Isn't this a hot spring?
Bai Yu'er showed her joy and led Jun Xiaoyao to Suzaku Lingquan.
In the depths of the palace, there is a spring, bubbling with warm aura.
Spiritual mist is dense, like a fairyland.
I have to say that worshiping Yu'er is really good, knowing that Jun Xiaoyao likes to soak in hot springs.
……
Just three days passed.
During this period of time, the entire Suzaku ancient country still did not relax its vigilance.
However, with Jun Xiaoyao and Fenglin Huanxiao's four guards in the formation, the entire ancient country was obviously much more peaceful.
Jun Xiaoyao has been leisurely these days, either playing the piano or going to the hot spring.
At this moment, in the Suzaku Lingquan, Jun Linglong was making tea and waiting for him.
Jun Xiaoyao said in a light tone, "If that guy doesn't come again, I'm going to find him."
"Giggle, that person is probably also afraid of Young Master, but he shouldn't give up easily." Jun Linglong said with a smile.
Sure enough, just at this moment, Jun Xuehuang outside announced aloud: "Report to the son of God, the alliance of the three ancient kingdoms has once again marched towards the imperial capital."
"It's finally here, let me wait."
Jun Xiaoyao got up, and Jun Linglong thoughtfully put on his clothes.
Dressed in white, the snow-white and innocent Jun Xiaoyao had a playful smile on his face.
"Let this goddess see, that so-called son, who is holy..."
(End of this chapter)
There is a city thousands of miles away from the imperial capital of the ancient Suzaku Kingdom.
The city has been occupied by the coalition forces of the three ancient countries.
Qinglong, Baihu, the lords of the Three Kingdoms of Xuanwu, stood with their hands down.
Directly above, in the bed gauze account, a voice carried a cold anger.
"It actually failed. You millions of coalition forces can't even conquer a small ancient Suzaku country!"
"I didn't bring the compass parts to the Marquis, and I didn't even bring that Bai Yu'er. Are you all trash!"
The voice was extremely angry, with a cold meaning.
The Qinglong King and others bowed their heads slightly and remained silent.
They were already accustomed to the temperamental, manic and irritable character of that young man.
The dignified sage was reprimanded like this, the White Tiger King and the Xuanwu King, their faces were alternately blue and white, and they secretly gritted their teeth.
But when they saw the four dark figures standing around, the anger in their hearts turned into powerlessness.
"The god son of the Jun family, Jun Xiaoyao, huh... Do you really take yourself as a character?" The voice was cold and stern.
Jun Xiaoyao's status, status, and strength are indeed few and far between.
But it doesn't mean that no one can compete with him.
Although the Jun family is extremely prosperous and brilliant, it is impossible to cover the sky in Xianyu with one hand.
This gentleman does not believe in this evil.
"Send the order to rectify the army. After three days, the Marquis will go on a personal expedition to see if the prince of the king's family will give this honor to the Marquis!" The voice shouted coldly.
"Yes, obey." The Qinglong King and others handed over, and then exited the hall.
"As long as you collect the last piece, you can get a complete bronze compass, which will be very helpful for exploring the bronze fairy palace."
"No one can get in the way of the Marquis, not even the son of the Jun family!"
……
late at night.
Suzaku Ancient Kingdom Palace, in a luxurious building.
The leisurely sound of the piano wafts out of the pavilion, making people feel relaxed and happy, like a sublimation.
Inside the pavilion, Jun Xiaoyao sat cross-legged on the bed, with Fengming Qishan on his lap.
The white and slender fingers swayed the seven strings, and the piano sounded leisurely.
This song is one of the ten famous Guqin songs that Jun Xiaoyao has heard in his previous life, High Mountain and Flowing Water.
Listening to it, the impetuous mood seems to be soothed.
Jun Xiaoyao didn't take the so-called son to heart at all, and seemed very leisurely.
When Jun Xiaoyao was playing the piano, he also vaguely felt a faint fluctuation of his soul.
"Is that my mysterious protector?" Jun Xiaoyao murmured.
His Taoist guardian also seemed to use the sound of the piano as a means of attack.
Hearing Jun Xiaoyao playing the qin at this moment, it is inevitable that there will be some fluctuations.
After the song was over, the mysterious protector never showed up.
However, there was a knock on the door.
"Come in." Jun Xiaoyao said lightly.
Bai Yuer, who was wearing a red gauze dress, walked in with tea.
"Son of God, please use tea." Bai Yu'er said obediently.
Bai Yu'er served tea, while secretly looking at Jun Xiaoyao.
At this moment, Jun Xiaoyao, who is playing the qin, has a different temperament and is even more unique.
"En." Jun Xiaoyao put away Fengming Qishan and took the tea.
Take a sip.
Bai Yu'er bit her lip slightly and said, "God son, my Suzaku ancient country has a characteristic, it is the Suzaku Lingquan, do you want to give it a try?"
"Well, yes." Jun Xiaoyao nodded.
Isn't this a hot spring?
Bai Yu'er showed her joy and led Jun Xiaoyao to Suzaku Lingquan.
In the depths of the palace, there is a spring, bubbling with warm aura.
Spiritual mist is dense, like a fairyland.
I have to say that worshiping Yu'er is really good, knowing that Jun Xiaoyao likes to soak in hot springs.
……
Just three days passed.
During this period of time, the entire Suzaku ancient country still did not relax its vigilance.
However, with Jun Xiaoyao and Fenglin Huanxiao's four guards in the formation, the entire ancient country was obviously much more peaceful.
Jun Xiaoyao has been leisurely these days, either playing the piano or going to the hot spring.
At this moment, in the Suzaku Lingquan, Jun Linglong was making tea and waiting for him.
Jun Xiaoyao said in a light tone, "If that guy doesn't come again, I'm going to find him."
"Giggle, that person is probably also afraid of Young Master, but he shouldn't give up easily." Jun Linglong said with a smile.
Sure enough, just at this moment, Jun Xuehuang outside announced aloud: "Report to the son of God, the alliance of the three ancient kingdoms has once again marched towards the imperial capital."
"It's finally here, let me wait."
Jun Xiaoyao got up, and Jun Linglong thoughtfully put on his clothes.
Dressed in white, the snow-white and innocent Jun Xiaoyao had a playful smile on his face.
"Let this goddess see, that so-called son, who is holy..."
(End of this chapter)
