Sui Changyun was slightly startled and answered irrelevantly, "Sister Lu Ling, do you think you can obtain the Tianzhou Divine Sword?"
"I'm not sure." Lu Ling shook her head, restraining a little of her smile. She looked at Sui Changyun seriously and said, "But if Brother Changyun wants to fight for the Tianzhou Divine Sword, I will help you."
Sui Changyun smiled and raised his hand to touch the top of her head.
"Let's fight on our own."
When Lu Ling heard this, she pouted slightly and said coquettishly, "Brother Changyun, are you treating me as an outsider?"
When she was eight years old, she had already known Sui Changyun. At that time, Sui Changyun was already nineteen years old and was very handsome, making people unforgettable.
As he grew older, Lu Ling liked Sui Changyun more and more.
But she could feel that Sui Changyun had always treated her as a younger sister, and she couldn't help feeling a little lost.
She never concealed the fact that she liked Sui Changyun.
My mother complained about this, but my father thought it was fine as long as she liked him, adding that it was an honor for him, the daughter of the Lu family, to like whoever he liked.
Sui Changyun smiled and said, "Of course not, you are my sister."
He interrupted what Lu Ling wanted to say, "Let's go."
"Okay." Lu Ling agreed reluctantly.
At this moment, Helian Yufeng, the third daughter of the Helian family, who was not far away, had a slightly deep look in her eyes and snorted coldly. Lu Ling was her cousin, but Lu Ling had never liked her and preferred her second sister Helian Yujie.
Therefore, Helian Yufeng disdained to associate with him.
Suddenly, a female voice came from the side: "Yufeng, why don't we go look somewhere else?"
Helian Yufeng turned her head to look at the person next to her. It was her best friend Xue Qing. She had a pretty face, with firm eyebrows and eyes, and exuded a heroic aura.
Helian Yufeng's brows relaxed and she nodded, "Okay."
Xue Qing held Helian Yufeng's hand with a smile on his face.
"Walk!"
The two of them jumped up and headed in a certain direction.
Because important places in the palace were covered with forbidden barriers, many disciples were unable to enter. They simply dispersed and searched for other treasures in the palace.
Before long, many people started fighting in the palace for the treasure.
Wen Yuchu and Zhuge Youlin found a lot of gold ornaments along the way. When Zhuge Youlin saw them, he picked them up and stuffed them into the storage space.
Most of the cultivators in the Changming Realm no longer value gold, so when the disciples from other forces saw Zhuge Youlin's naive appearance, they couldn't help but feel a little contempt in their hearts.
Zhuge Youlin was in a very happy mood now. Even though he understood the disgusted looks from others, he did not get angry.
Because it didn't stop him from being happy at all.
Zhuge Youlin stepped into the hall and immediately saw the dragon throne made of pure gold. A hint of surprise and excitement flashed in his eyes. He then quickly turned around and excitedly waved to Wen Yuchu behind him: "Yuchu, come here quickly!"
Hearing his call, Wen Yuchu's mouth corners slightly raised, revealing a gentle smile, then he quickened his pace and walked into the hall.
At this moment, Zhuge Youlin had already rushed into the hall impatiently, heading straight for the dragon throne made of pure gold. He stretched out his hands and hugged the chair tightly, his face filled with uncontrollable joy and excitement.
When Wen Yuchu saw his appearance, he couldn't help but be amused by his appearance and shook his head with a smile.
But soon, Wen Yuchu noticed that something was wrong with the backrest of the dragon throne. A pair of dragon eyes opened, revealing a majestic and murderous look.
"Not good!" His face changed and he immediately shouted, "Youlin, back off!"
However, it was too late.
In that instant, the golden dragon throne suddenly burst out with a powerful aura of power, violently knocking Zhuge Youlin away.
"Puff!" Zhuge Youlin spat out a mouthful of blood, his body rolled in the air, and then fell heavily to the ground.
At the same time, the golden dragon throne began to deform. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a huge golden dragon, opened its bloody mouth, and sprayed a powerful attack towards the offender Zhuge Youlin.
"Boom!" With a loud noise, the entire hall shook.
When the smoke cleared, Wen Yuchu grabbed Zhuge Youlin's clothes with one hand and took him away for a distance.
Wen Yuchu raised his head and looked at the golden dragon in front of him with astonishment.
The golden dragon attacked him and Zhuge Youlin again, as if determined to destroy them.
Wen Yuchu and Zhuge Youlin dodged several attacks dangerously.
Zhuge Youlin also reacted, stood up straight, looked at the golden dragon in shock, and blurted out: "Is this edible?"
A living golden dragon should be edible, right?
Wen Yuchu: “…”
"If we win, we can eat. Otherwise, we will be eaten."
Hearing this, Zhuge Youlin immediately became excited. He raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and stared at the golden dragon with shining eyes.
"Then defeat it!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a golden dragon leaped up and attacked him frantically. Zhuge Youlin was still excited. He immediately retreated outside the hall and used both hands to control the spiritual lines to defend and intercept.
At the same time, many people heard the loud noise and were attracted over.
As far as the eye could see, the red-haired youth's feet were firmly planted in mid-air. More precisely, they were stepping on translucent spiritual threads interwoven in mid-air. His lips curled slightly, revealing a confident and calm smile. His gaze was fixed on the golden dragon in front of him, several times his own size, and he attacked without hesitation.
In an instant, countless translucent spiritual threads shot out from all directions like arrows, surrounding the massive golden dragon. However, facing this dense siege, the golden dragon displayed great strength and easily broke free.
Just as the golden dragon was about to pounce on the red-haired boy, a melodious piano sound suddenly rang out in the air.
Zheng——
The sharp sound of the piano cut through the air, carrying a fierce momentum, and instantly swept across the golden dragon.
The golden dragon swung its tail and suddenly blocked!
There was a loud 'boom' explosion.
The disciples watching the scene were shocked and asked, "Why is there a giant golden dragon here?"
Suddenly, a young girl rushed out from the crowd, waving the talisman sword in her hand and slashing at the golden dragon!
boom!
The huge sword blade hit the golden dragon, forcing it back a little distance, but did not leave any marks on its body.
Zhuge Youlin thought someone was competing with him for the Golden Dragon, and immediately turned around to look: "Who?!"
The girl held the talisman sword in one hand and pinched the rune in the other, raised her eyebrows and smiled: "What? Don't you recognize me?"
Zhuge Youlin frowned, "Who are you?"
Seeing that he really didn't remember her, the girl was furious. Her eyes widened and her tone became violent: "I am Mo Yu'er! The Mo Yu'er who fought with you on Half Moon Island!"
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