The so-called plan has not changed quickly, who would have thought that Li Fengjae would suddenly hang up.
"Okay, I will accompany you back to Seoul tomorrow."
Zhou Yang answered decisively.
He had promised this before, and now the situation of the Tianxing Group has changed drastically, and the struggle must have become more fierce and cruel. Without him, Li Xueyin might have been killed by one of her brothers and sisters inadvertently.
Li Xueyin and the Tianxing Group are indifferent, the important thing is the clues about the fixed planet.
This clue is in Li Fengzai's hands, and he can only get it if he becomes an official heir.
Zhou Yang thought about getting the clues, so he went straight to get the fixed planet, and completely solved the hidden danger of the master being framed to death. Then he went to the microcosm and took a look at what happened to the microcosm in the Qing Dynasty. Take a look at the righteous real person who made the master willing to run for him all his life, and take a look at the master.
Maybe you can meet in advance and get to know each other
Zhou Yang agreed decisively. Luo Shuisheng panicked as soon as he heard it, and quickly asked, "Mr. Zhou, you know what to do when you go to Seoul?"
Although she had doubts about Zhou Yang's abilities, this was her last straw. If it slipped like this, she would really have no hope at all.
Zhou Yang shook his head and asked: "Did you really send the letter I asked you to send to the host of Baima Temple and Master Xuan Zhuguan?"
At that time, Zhou Yang wrote three pieces of paper and asked Luo Shuisheng to arrange for them to be given to Baima Temple, Xuanzhuguan and Xie’s family. They were designated to be the host of Baima Temple, Xuanzhuguanguan and Xie’s Patriarch, and Luo Shuisheng returned to him afterwards. It has already been handed over, but now Zhou Yang suddenly asked such a sentence, Luo Shuisheng couldn't help but hesitated and said: "Hand over..."
"To be honest!" Zhou Yang interrupted her and asked again, "Is it handed over?"
Luo Shuisheng realized that Zhou Yang didn’t just ask about it when he thought of it, but had a purpose. He couldn’t help but feel ashamed and said: “It was indeed sent to Baima Temple, Xuanzhuguan and Xie’s house, but the people I sent were not qualified. Seeing those three, I don’t know if these three letters have been handed over to those three. I think they should not dare to hide it. After all, such a big thing..."
Zhou Yang smiled, but he was disappointed with Luo Shuisheng in his heart, and said, "If it is delivered, things will be much simpler. Forget it, for your ancestors' sake, let's forget it this time. It's a pity. By the way, Baima Temple and Xuanzhu Temple are also famous sects that have been passed down for hundreds of years..."
Luo Shuisheng didn’t understand what Zhou Yang’s words meant, but he clearly felt Zhou Yang’s disappointment, so he explained: "We really can’t blame us. We are not in the same heavyweight class as Baima Temple Xuanzhu Guan, not to mention. And the Xie family, they didn’t put us in their eyes at all..."
Luo Shuisheng was also aggrieved. With the current strength ratio of the two sides, only she, the head of the house, would be able to see the three people, but could she not let the lord of the house run errands to deliver the letter, then she is the prestige of the lord of the palace Where is it
"You go." Zhou Yang waved his hand.
Luo Shuisheng was inexplicable, "Where shall I go? What will I do tomorrow?"
"There will be no fighting meeting tomorrow. Go home and do whatever you need to do in the future." Zhou Yang said, "I originally wanted to go to this fighting meeting tomorrow to take a look at the top masters in the country. I have to grasp the specific situation, but the plan has not changed. I had to run more by myself, but it was a bit of a bad name."
Luo Shuisheng heard the clouds and mists, hesitatingly said: "How come there is no fighting ceremony, all have been arranged, if we don't go, won't it encourage the arrogance of Baima Temple and Xuanzhuguan?"
"Let's go!" Zhou Yang's tone was already obviously displeased. He really has nothing to say about Luo Shuisheng. At this level, he can actually be the palace owner of the Tianhong Palace such a thousand-year-old school, he can only say The feudal inheritance tradition is really killing people.
With such a person at the helm, it is really strange that Tianhong Palace is undefeated.
Zhou Yang's tone was heavy, and the momentum on his body followed. He clearly only said two words, and he didn't even have a look in his eyes. Luo Shuisheng felt an indescribable pressure on his face. He almost suffocated for a while, and he subconsciously retreated. After a few steps, he almost sat on the ground without a butt, and ran out of the suite in embarrassment, leaning on the wall to flee.
Militel looked at Zhou Yang in surprise, "Did she make you angry?"
"No, it's just that she's unworthy. It's a pity that her elders wereted an opportunity to save them from the crisis."
Zhou Yang said this, but he thought in his heart that several evil spirits had completed the mission and exchanged the opportunity to cross the gates. When they came back from Korea this time, they could be released as the first batch to cross and see what the effect would be. NS.
Millitel said seriously: "My mother said that everyone has everyone's luck, and being able to grasp it is also part of the luck."
This was said to her alone after her mother was rescued, after meeting with a large group of relatives and her.
When they met, Elantra didn't show up, but he followed a bunch of wizards, all with white robe and gold trim, the top figures in the Militan Pan Wizard League, and they followed Millitel respectfully.
Militel wanted to go home with her mother very much. She thought Elantra didn't like her to be with her. If she proposed to go home and stay away from Elantra, Elantra should be able to agree happily.
However, during the short time she was alone with her, her mother dispelled this idea, allowing her to grasp the luck that belonged to her as well as the entire witch group.
Only then did Militle realize that because of the change in her status and status, the status of the entire witch community has undergone a drastic change. From this moment on, they don’t have to dodge fear all day long, and no one will dare to come again. Capture them.
Hearing what Millitel said, Zhou Yang smiled, "Your mother is very wise, maybe you are really a witch royal family."
He stood up as he said, looked at the dark sky outside the window, and said, "I will be very busy tonight. Find me a driver who is familiar with Beijing roads. I will use it now."
"Then you will be back tomorrow?" Militel was a little bit unwilling.
Zhou Yang touched her head, her long golden hair was as smooth as silk, giving people an indescribable good mood, "No, we will meet again when there is a chance, Millitel, follow Elantra By your side, learn more things. You can't rely on him for the rest of your life. After all, you have to have the capital to support yourself."
Militel lowered her head deeply, buried her expression of loss, and tried her best to make her voice appear normal, "I see."
After a while, the door opened and closed.
Militel raised her head, she was the only one left in the empty suite.
Tears couldn't help but gush out. (End of this chapter)