"Well..." Lu Jiuque held her hands in front of her and fell into deep thought. Obviously, she couldn't let this little thing hold her back!
Seeing Lu Jiuque's troubled face, Wan Yong and Liu Chuiyue, who were sweating for Lu Jiuque from a distance, immediately looked bitter. The heart they had just placed in their chests was lifted up again!
Oh, their sister-in-law, it’s already this time, can’t you, old man, calm down a little? !
Suddenly, Lu Jiuque raised his eyes and said, "Master Canlan Emperor, if this altar is restored, can I leave?"
Emperor Canglan was stunned for a moment, and when he saw Lu Jiuque's eyes that seemed to contain the entire starry sky, the anger in his heart miraculously dissipated.
Why is this girl asking this? "It's natural."
"Okay!" Lu Jiuque's eyes suddenly lit up, and a stunning smile appeared on his face.
Everyone was almost drunk by Lu Jiuque's smile, and then they suddenly came back to their senses.
good
Okay, okay, okay, okay!
In the whole world, even the most top-notch weapon refiner cannot repair this altar! !
Because the Canglan Altar has been standing in the world for countless years, it has begun to derive weapon souls!
A holy weapon with a soul!
Who can fix it? !
It’s not a technical problem, it’s a matter of soul and consciousness. It’s simply impossible to reach that height!
Now Wan Yong's face became tense, and he advised in a low voice: "Lu Jiuque, don't act rashly, wait until I get back and ask the Wan family!"
The implication is that people from the Wan family are ready to step in and help Lu Jiuque repair the altar!
This news once again shook everyone's already fragile little hearts to pieces!
Cang! sky! big! land! ah!
Are not only the Crown Prince, Crown Princess, and His Majesty the King of the Canglan Empire, but also the mighty Young Master Yong of the Wan Family crazy? !
who knows!
Who would have thought that in the face of such a God-given opportunity, Lu Jiuque just waved his hand very calmly and said: "Yeah, yeah, it doesn't matter, let all the ancestors have a good rest, I will do it myself."
"What?!" Wan Yong opened his mouth with a stupid look on his face, unable to keep up with the changes in Lu Jiuque's thinking.
"I said I'll just come, no need to bother you seniors." Lu Jiuque said with a smile, and then he moved his feet and the figure suddenly disappeared from the place.
"Lu Jiu is short of people!"
"No! She ran away!"
"Damn it! Using such despicable means?!"
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The entire imperial capital exploded in an instant, and just when people were about to scatter to chase the criminals, Lu Jiuque's lazy voice came again.
"Why are you nervous? I'm running away because of such a altar. Am I such a low-ambition person?"
Only then did everyone realize that Lu Jiuque, who was originally far away from the altar, stood on the altar again in the blink of an eye. What he said... could you not be so irritating!
What do you mean by such a lack of ambition? Insulting people, no, it is insulting the altar!
The people whose anger reached the peak immediately gathered together and attacked: "Lu Jiuque! Come down quickly! What qualifications do you have to stand on the altar!"
"Lu Jiuque, you are going too far! Come down quickly!"
"Damn it! What do you, a ignorant person like you, do to our altar?"
"Damn it! Don't let her get close to the altar, she will definitely damage it!"
"That's right! Get down now!"
"Get off!!"
"Get down now!"
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