Wei Mian asked anxiously: "Who is your master?"
Luo Yu gave him a meaningful look before slowly saying: "My master lives in the Cultivation Continent, and his name is Shi Qing."
Hearing the unfamiliar name, Wei Mian showed a look of loss.
Looking at the familiar face of the young man, I couldn't help but feel hope rising in my heart.
Is the person in front of him his little Highness
Is it the savior of the floating island who contracted the mythical beast Bai Ze
Perhaps the lady knows something.
Wei Mian always felt that when Muyan called out the name "Luo Yu" that day, the gaze he looked at him was very meaningful.
He can't rush now!
Twenty years have passed, so what is this suffering now
The safety of His Royal Highness is the most important thing.
Luo Yu smiled and asked, "Uncle Wei, are you so powerful as a general? Where did you get the job before? Is it the Three Great Alliances, the Six Great Families, or... the Lan Empire?"
Defending the crown's mind, which had just let go, suddenly tensed up again.
He looked at Luoyu nervously, his breath getting thicker unconsciously.
Just wait for him to speak.
A shout suddenly came from a distance: "There is someone there, that little bitch Yin Chuqing might be hiding there!"
With the voice, the sound of hurried footsteps and the sound of rubbing branches and leaves when flying quickly approached.
After seeing Luo Yu and the others clearly, he immediately showed a disappointed and dissatisfied expression.
"Who are you guys? What are you doing sneakily in this drunk night forest?"
The one who spoke was a young monk with greasy hair and pink face.
At this time, his eyes swept over Luo Yu, defending the title, and the well-trained guards behind them, with suspicious expressions on their faces.
Luo Yu rolled his eyes: "It's none of your business what we do? I'm thinking that this Zui Wan Lin doesn't seem to belong to any sect family, right? I like to hang out here, or fight dogs, can you control me?"
The Xiaoyaojun behind him: "Pfft!"
The young monk was stunned for a moment, then realized that he was calling himself a dog, and immediately became angry: "Little bastard, do you know who you are talking to? Believe it or not, I will let you..."
Before he finished speaking, he was stopped by a middle-aged man dressed as a scribe behind him.
This man has a gentle and refined expression, but he has a hooked nose, which adds a bit of hypocrisy and cruelty to his face for no reason.
He slightly cupped his hands towards Luo Yu and Wei Mian and said, "In Xia Lingbo Hall [Jiang Chulin], I don't know what sect you two are from, what are you doing in this rare drunken forest?"
Zuiwanlin is located on the 10,000-meter cliff, the aura is thin, the spirit beasts are extinct, and even flying can only be done at low altitude and low speed.
Ordinary people would never come to this place for nothing.
Luo Yu smiled with a pure and harmless face, and even showed a bit of admiration in his eyes: "Oh, it turns out to be Lingbo Hall, one of the eight great sects! People like us who come from the small sect can see you Such a great person, really lucky for three lives."
The young monk immediately laughed triumphantly: "Hehe, as soon as I heard that we are from Lingbo Temple, I was so flattering. Who is the dog?!"
Luo Yu smiled indifferently: "I'm a dog! I'm a dog!"
The young monk just felt refreshed, and even raised his chin.
However, Jiang Chulin narrowed his eyes slightly, and still asked gently: "We are looking for the thief who stole my treasure in this drunk night forest. I wonder if you have seen it?"
As he spoke, he directly took out Qin Jiu's arrest warrant.
He continued: "This thief not only stole a commander-level puppet, but also kidnapped the daughter of the Lord of Lingbo Palace. It is an unforgivable crime. If you know his whereabouts, please let me know."