Chapter 58 Chapter 58 Three in One

Hearing Yan Luoyue's question, Ling Shuanghun was obviously stunned for a moment.

Apparently, there are no explicit regulations in the world of immortal cultivation that stipulate that fines will be issued for illegal parking or that warning signs will be placed 150 meters behind the vehicle when a broken-down vehicle is parked.

...Yes, nowadays, you have to put up a sign when parking a broken-down car because everyone drives on the ground and people are afraid of being hit.

But the "roads" in the world of immortal cultivation are all in the sky.

When have you ever seen a red warning sign placed 150 meters behind an airplane when it made an emergency stop due to a malfunction?

As long as there is nothing wrong with your eyes, you can see such a large airplane even from 300 meters, let alone 150 meters away!

If we replace the airplane with a flying saucer, although the shape changes, the principle remains the same.

"That is to say, he is not a local traffic policeman, so the ticket was issued without any basis."

Yan Luoyue murmured to herself: "If that's the case, why would he want to search for my little UFO?"

Ling Shuanghun probably couldn't figure it out either.

He desperately searched his memory, and finally found a reliable explanation among the thousands of books stored in his mind.

"No, I thought about it carefully... this card may have a precedent."

In the world of cultivating immortals, there is no such problem as "a saturation of private flying swords", nor are there special parking lots.

The land is picturesque and the mountains and rivers are beautiful. Ordinary cultivators can park their magic tools anywhere they like, as long as they don't learn from the Lord of Chiyu City and choose to park on someone else's roof.

But there are exceptions to everything.

This exception is called the Battle of Demons.

Ling Shuanghun said in a daze, "I remember that during that period, patrolling monks had the right to destroy any flying magical instruments that were parked within thirty miles of the battle formation."

The reason is very simple: the monks set up numerous formations, and even birds flying in the sky would be shot down, just to hide and protect the existence of the war zone.

Once the Dharma Protectorate was deployed, this piece of land looked like a wasteland.

But if there is a very conspicuous flying magic weapon parked there, the situation will be different.

As long as there are smart people among the demons, they will definitely connect the large flying boat parked in the wilderness with the recent surprise attacks.

And then...

——Good boy, are you the one who led the demons here?

Therefore, there was a tacit unspoken rule in the world of immortal cultivation at that time:

As soon as the battle formation is activated, the patrolling monks will destroy any flying magic weapons that are parked nearby.

After recalling this incident, a piece of the memory that Ling Shuang's soul had been sealed by the white-haired man loosened.

"If I remember correctly, he once participated in the battle against demons."

More than three thousand years have passed since the Battle of Subduing Demons.

With such a long life span, the white-haired man’s cultivation level must be at least at the level of a spirit being.

As for the Mahayana ancestors above them, they are rare in the world, and Ling Shuanghun does not dare to make rash guesses.

After this explanation, Yan Luoyue understood it completely.

"In other words, he used a sword from three thousand years ago to chop down my little flying saucer that just came out this year?"

And if I'm not mistaken, this white-haired man originally came here to deal with the abnormally activated war formation.

The magic circle you were dealing with forced me to stop where I am, and you still gave my little flying saucer a penalty ticket. This is totally unreasonable.

"Damn it! If the road is closed and you are forced to park, it is not illegal to park where you are."

Yan Luoyue muttered to herself and shook the confiscated card.

The next second, she narrowed her eyes and uttered a questioning "Huh?"

"What's wrong?" Wu Manshuang asked immediately.

"This fine..."

Yan Luoyue turned the paper over and over in her hands, and her eyes suddenly lit up.

"Ha, I see! It's more than just a fine."

This may seem like just a blank sheet of paper, but with enough experience, you will discover that it contains a lot of mysteries.

Just like a thousand-layer cake, the "fine" is its appearance, and the tempering methods used on this white paper are the filling of the cake.

Only a very small number of craftsmen can detect the traces of forging hidden in the paper.

The white-haired man did not give her a ticket, he left Yan Luoyue a very clever weapon refining puzzle.

"It's really ingenious. It actually has the characteristics of both sealing and refining... He combined the formation and the refining weapon together."

This method reminded Yan Luoyue of the fragment of the map in his hand. After refining, the true content on it was covered up by the formation.

The map was quite valuable, and although Yan Luoyue wanted to study it, she didn't dare to start rashly. But for the blank paper in front of her, she didn't have this scruple.

Anyway, the worst that can happen is that I lose a fine.

Before setting sail, Yan Luoyue carefully inspected the hull of the UFO.

Finally, she confirmed that, apart from a fine, no other parts were added to the small UFO, and it would not suddenly crash and explode in the middle of its flight.

Seeing this, the three of them got back on the flying saucer.

The flying magic weapon, filled with a sense of Qiankun punk, soared into the sky and continued its journey to the Qianlian Conference according to the previously planned route.

The rhythm of life has returned to its previous state.

Ling Shuanghun selected a collection of unofficial history and began to tutor Wu Manshuang in literary knowledge.

Yan Luoyue was concentrating on deciphering the fine.

She discovered that this blank sheet of paper had two sides. Not only could she use the weapon refiner's "dissolving" method to reverse the puzzle, but monks who were familiar with formations could probably also reverse the puzzle by breaking the formation.

This answer indirectly aroused Yan Luoyue's curiosity about the formation.

When Mr. Yu Jiang suggested that she learn formations, Yan Luoyue was indifferent at first.

But now, after seeing with her own eyes the wonderful effect of integrating the formation and refining equipment, she became very motivated to learn.

After about two hours of tossing and turning, Yan Luoyue shouted in surprise, "Got it!"

In her palm, the pink flame looked like burning cotton thread.

The firelight twists into a thin line like a winding, and the pen flashes on the paper like a dragon and a snake.

White paper is originally an extremely flammable thing, but at this moment, when it was burned by the flame, not only did it not burn, but even a black burnt edge did not appear.

Instead, a faint blue pattern emerged along with Yan Luoyue's flying gestures. The real body hidden under the white paper surface finally appeared.

It is still a piece of paper, but it is no longer a casually copied fine.

This is an exquisitely crafted invitation letter with a gold-plated flame pattern. As for the content inside...

Yan Luoyue read out the words above word by word: "Thousand Refining Conference."

Wu Manshuang's first reaction was to look at this beautiful post with a little desire:

"With the invitation letter to the Qianlian Conference, can you bring people in?"

If there was no way to allow the three of them to enter the city together, Wu Manshuang would not make things difficult for Yan Luoyue.

But once he found that he could still join her journey, he immediately became as happy as a hamster who found a whole box of nuts, and even his eyes were rounder than usual.

Ling Shuanghun thought more in an instant: "Xiaoyan, did you use the method of a weapon refiner to crack this post? Could it be that this is a test set by the Qianlian Conference?"

Yan Luoyue shook her head slightly.

She recalled the white-haired man's red pupils narrowed slightly, with a teasing smile clearly revealed in the corners of his eyes. She felt that the other party did not look like an official inspection teacher.

If anything, he seems like a destabilizing element who posts randomly based on his mood and disrupts the order of the conference.

Yan Luoyue twirled the paper under his hands and determined the material of the invitation. Yan Luoyue suddenly had some concerns in his mind.

Facing the brightest sunshine of the day, Yan Luoyue picked up the post and flashed it against the light.

Sure enough, there was a red cinnabar mark, which was reflected on the table through the paper.

This is probably the small seal that the white-haired man used daily. On the seal, he called himself "Master of Suyi Hall".

With a bang, Ling Shuanghun slammed the table.

"I know!" Ling Shuanghun blurted out, "White hair, red eyes, Su Xi Tang... He is Wuqing Daoji Qinghong!"

"Then what?" Yan Luoyue urged hurriedly.

"then……"

Ling Shuanghun stared and thought for a while, revealing a dull expression that didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Then I forgot..."

This memory seal is both strict and loose.

It allows Ling Shuanghun to remember certain key information from time to time.

But when everyone thought the mystery was solved, another big padlock appeared like magic.

This behavior is just like playing a guessing game with them.

However, Ji Qinghong not only had the leisure to watch their ghost divorce show performed all night, but he was also able to return to the flying saucer halfway and give Yan Luoyue a ticket.

Judging from the above performance, it is not surprising that he reveals his bad taste.

Yan Luoyue's only doubt is...

"This Immortal Master Ji, is he really practicing the Way of Mercilessness?"

Yan Luoyue confirmed repeatedly: "I feel like he is practicing the art of flirting, right?!"

Up and down, like riding a roller coaster, this is clearly a way to tease other people's feelings!

…

The UFO stopped again when it passed the next town.

Yan Luoyue replenished the materials she wanted in this small town, refined the function of putting away the magic weapon, and strengthened the detection ability of the magic weapon.

With the experience of being forcibly stopped by the formation last time, Yan Luoyue paid more attention to the function of detecting the environment.

After seven days of this, the enhanced new functions came in handy.

"Behind us, there is a large flying boat heading this way."

As Yan Luoyue spoke, she took the initiative to operate the flying saucer to make way for the other party's giant ship.

Flying instruments are common, but large flying boats are not.

Such a large-scale instrument costs a huge amount of money, which is itself a double proof of wealth and strength.

It is said that colorful smoke will be trailed behind the flying boat, shaped like a rainbow, which is a very beautiful and rare scene.

Wu Manshuang and Ling Shuanghun were curious and immediately moved to the porthole to watch. Yan Luoyue thought about it and followed suit.

Three little heads were crowded together in front of the sheep-horn window, and their faces were flattened against the window.

Ling Shuanghun complained to Yan Luoyue: "Xiao Yan, why did you refine the window into a convex circle?"

Isn't the square larger?

"You don't understand, this is how UFOs are made to be authentic - Xiao Ling, stop stepping on my feet!"

"Impossible, I've even spread out my wings and am flying." Ling Shuanghun denied it flatly, "It must be Xiao Wu..."

"I'm sorry!" Wu Manshuang quickly retracted her foot and apologized immediately, "I didn't mean it."

"Oh, it's Manshuang." Yan Luoyue pressed Ling Shuanghun's head down hard.

"That's fine. Manshuang definitely didn't do it on purpose."

Ling Shuanghun, whose crown was even pressed askew: “?” Are you being polite?

As they were arguing and laughing, the other side's flying boat passed by them.

The flying boat is a stable ship-like structure with a huge hull that can accommodate at least several hundred people.

Its flying posture is elegant and calm. Although it is sailing on the sky, its temperament is like a whale floating on the water to breathe.

What was ejected from the tail of the magic weapon was not a colorful smoke stream, but a cloud of snowy waves.

The huge flying boat cut through the clouds like a sword, and its smoke clouds rolled up thousands of piles of snow in the blue sky.

"It's so beautiful..." Wu Manshuang sighed.

"Not bad, I'll get a ship like this one someday." Yan Luoyue murmured to himself.

As for Ling Shuanghun, he habitually started a small science class:

"There are five kinds of patterns painted on the bottom of the boat: weapons, elixir, formation, sword, and talisman. With such luxury and preference, this must be a flying boat from Hongtong Palace."

Nowadays, there are four forces in the world of immortal cultivation.

Among them, there is Guiyuanzong in the east, Fanyin Temple in the west, and Hongtong Palace in the south.

As for the snowy areas in the north, it is very cold and sparsely populated. To put it nicely, it is a place where many heroes emerge; to put it bluntly, it is a place with few people and only the weak ones are fighting each other.

"Hongtong Palace? No wonder he is so rich and powerful." Yan Luoyue thought thoughtfully.

She heard a lot of gossip when she was using the Yanbixin vest.

One of them is that the Hongtong Palace was monopolizing the south, and all the instrument makers who were affiliated with the Hongtong Palace made a fortune.

As the saying goes, "Six parts of the world's scenery go to the south. Nine parts of the south's treasures go to Hongtong."

Ling Shuanghun nodded: "Yes, it is said that Hongtong Palace's style is the most domineering among the four forces."

Before he finished speaking, the ship suddenly turned around midway.

Despite its huge size, the flying boat is extremely agile in its movements.

The big ship spun in a semicircle on the spot, and the bow of the ship rushed straight towards the small flying saucer in the air.

Yan Luoyue felt something was wrong and raised the flying saucer high to avoid it: "What's going on... Shit!"

Without even half a second to react, the huge ship rushed towards Yan Luoyue without any chance of escape.

The ship, which had been as graceful as a beluga whale before, suddenly became as crazy as a killer whale. With a reckless momentum, it violently knocked the flying saucer over three or four times in the air!

If Yan Luoyue hadn't had solid basic skills in refining weapons, her little UFO might have been hit and disintegrated on the spot.

This was definitely not a mistake during navigation, but a real face-to-face provocation!

What's going on?

Could it be because Ling Shuanghun had previously commented on them being “overbearing”?

But they said this in their own flying saucer.

First, there is no insult or curse, and second, no violation of the law. The word used is even neutral like "domineering" instead of words like "rude" or "overbearing".

If you really hit them for this, wouldn't it be like someone installing a bug in your house and then setting it on fire based on what they heard?

Before Yan Luoyue could finish his thought, a sneer came from the other side.

"—— Domineering? What a coincidence, you were right."

Soon, a young man appeared on the deck of the opposite flying boat with a sneer.

He had slightly dark skin, a pointed face and a high chin, and no matter what he did, he always sounded bossy and commanding.

"I bumped into you today, so I'm going to spare your lives so that you can learn a lesson from it."

"Remember this when you go out in the future. The word 'domineering' is something we in Hongtong Palace can say, but you can't. The flying boat of Hongtong Palace is indeed good. Since you have already had a chance to see it, you should be content. 'I also want to have one...' is just wishful thinking. If you say it out loud, you will only be laughed at by the world."

After throwing these words to the ground with a loud bang, the young man looked at the deformed and smoking small flying saucer in front of him, shook his head, and smiled contemptuously and sarcastically.

A moment later, another old man walked out of the cabin.

He frowned slightly, looking disapproving of the young man's behavior, and whispered a few words of advice to the young man.

"Although they are ignorant of the world, we are outside after all. Young Master is kind-hearted, don't get involved with these pawns."

The old man knew the character of young people and easily reconstructed the whole story:

The young master had just ordered the boat to sail at full speed, probably because his childish temper had come out and he wanted to show off in front of a few country bumpkins.

He was originally at ease, letting his mind wander and waiting to hear others' praise.

As a result, those monks in the flying saucer did not know what was good for them, and instead spoke nonsense, which offended the young master, and this made the young man very angry.

Hearing the old man's advice, the young man snorted, nodded reluctantly, and turned back to the cabin.

The old man then turned around, stepped on the flying sword and drove closer, and glanced at the crashed UFO.

"Fellow Daoist on the other side? Can you please come out and discuss this?"

In an instant, a nameless anger suddenly emerged from Yan Luoyue's heart, boiling up to his head.

——Fuck your master’s Hongtong Palace.

Your ears are so long and your arms are so wide, you must have been a special agent in a factory in your previous life.

A layer of light frost had formed on Ling Shuanghun's face, and there was no trace of a smile on his lips.

The sense of inviolability that emanated from him was as chilling as a crane in the sky.

"I'm sorry, Xiaoyan. This is all my fault. I will compensate for the UFO."

As for Wu Man Shuang, the little green snake frowned, and even looked a little puzzled.

"Why did they suddenly bump into us? Why can't they use signals or reason?"

Yan Luoyue sneered: "Because they don't want to reason with us."

“…I see.”

Wu Manshuang closed her eyes, tilted her head, and thought carefully for a while.

When he opened his eyes again, he said seriously, "Then I understand."

The next second, the leather glove pressed against the collarbone and deftly unbuttoned the two buttons on the top of the hood.

Then, Wu Manshuang threw away her cloak and immediately began to untie the ties of her outer robe.

“…”

Yan Luoyue and Ling Shuanghun looked at each other and saw something bad in each other's eyes.

This behavior is puzzling and even a little ridiculous.

However, there was also a creepy feeling that came from nowhere and instantly penetrated the heads of both of them.

A turtle and a crane rushed forward together, holding Wu Manshuang on the left and right, preventing him from taking the next action.

"Manshuang, what are you doing?"

"Xiao Wu, if you have something to say, please tell me. Don't be like this. I'm scared."

Wu Manshuang's voice was very calm.

It was like a divine weapon that had just emerged from fire, and the blade could even reflect the shadow of a dying person.

He explained to his two friends in a calm voice:

"It's not our fault that they are unreasonable. But I think it's not good that they attacked our UFO. So I want to take off my coat and walk around their ship."

After thinking for a while, Wu Manshuang added: "Don't worry, I will be reasonable. If someone attacks me, I will let him attack me."

Yan Luoyue & Ling Shuanghun: "..."

Yan Luoyue swallowed with a gulp and thought to himself: No, you are not here to argue.

——You are going to shoot "Final Destination" on the other ship!

If Wu Manshuang really walked around the boat like this, the boat would basically be useless.

If a few more drops of blood were to indirectly touch the skin, the entire ship would be ruined.

After hearing this dangerous idea, Yan Luoyue hurriedly followed Ling Shuanghun and pulled Wu Manshuang into the flying saucer.

"Man Shuang... Brother Wu, Brother Wu, calm down."

"No, no, no, Little Wizard... No, Great Wizard, not like that, not like that!"

Wu Manshuang shook her head and even tried to comfort the two of them.

"I'm not angry, I just don't want to see you angry."

Then, Wu Manshuang lowered her head and smiled shyly: "Also, please don't call me that."

Yan Luoyue: “…”

In that instant, Yan Luoyue suddenly understood as if he had been enlightened.

She finally understood why the introverted and even a little shy little snake could be so wild as soon as he attacked, which was in stark contrast to his usual style.

It turns out that his way of thinking is one-size-fits-all!

If we use the nine-square grid to divide the camp, then the little snake is a chaotic and kind person!

Before someone provokes him, or after someone provokes him for a legitimate reason, Wu Manshuang will assume that everyone is a good person.

Not only would he say "hello" to greet people when he met them, but he would also walk around them when he walked, for fear that the poison would spill over and implicate innocent people.

But if I offend Wu Manshuang like I did today...

Congratulations, you have become a dish in Wu Manshuang's eyes.

Looking back, we can trace it back to the left-handed snail called "Spicy Snail".

Looking back, this ship's crew almost turned into canned herrings pickled in poisonous blood, and were instantly turned into boxes.

Ling Shuanghun looked at Yan Luoyue without blinking, signaling her with his eyes.

——Xiaoyan, it was a wrong decision for you to let Xiaowu recite “Menu of the Menu”.

Yan Luoyue also refused to be outdone and used her eyes to throw the blame:

——What? Wasn't it you who first enlightened Manshuang with the Snake Recipe?

From this point of view, Wu Manshuang did not take off her gloves on the spot and give Ling Shuanghun a death handshake, but obediently recited the new words, which showed that she was very kind-hearted.

Being stopped by her two friends at the same time, Wu Manshuang was obviously a little overwhelmed.

He looked to the left at Yan Luoyue, then to the right at Ling Shuanghun, and asked in a low voice: "I...can't I do this?"

Under the outline of the white veil, the obsidian eyes looked like a lake with shattered ice.

The murderous nature and madness were like a sharp icy spirit, floating quietly on the lake, yet restrained by the shore.

Yan Luoyue said nothing and took Wu Manyhuang's gloved hand.

She looked at Wu Man Shuang quietly. In her gentle eyes, the broken ice gradually melted, and the revived lake water sparkled with ripples.

Yan Luoyue did not directly answer "yes" or "no".

She narrowed her eyes and smiled at Wu Manshuang:

"Well, we can be strong when facing a strong opponent, or we can be weak when facing a strong opponent. There are more than just ways to solve this problem."

There was a strong hint of sarcasm in these words. When Wu Manshuang heard them, her ears instantly turned red.

He stammered, "I didn't... I just wanted to..."

Before he could finish, Yan Luoyue tugged at Wu Manshuang's sleeve and said, "Let's go out and take a look."

Outside the flying saucer, the old man standing with his sword was getting impatient.

His voice was filled with deep displeasure, and he urged for the third time in a deep voice: "The fellow Taoist inside..."

No one knows who the owner of this strange magic weapon is.

If he hadn't still been maintaining some dignity for the Hongtong Palace, he would have wanted to follow the young master's example and probe inside to see what these people were up to!

With a swish, the UFO door was pulled open by someone.

The old man started by saying, "My young master is young and hot-tempered. I hope you will forgive me for my childish behavior..."

Before he could finish his sentence, three people stood out from the cabin with fake smiles on their faces.

One of them was blindfolded with a white veil.

The remaining two people stared at the old man with their big black eyes.

Old man: “…”

In that instant, the old man's heart skipped a beat.

Wait, he just didn't use his spiritual sense to detect the monk in the magic weapon.

Who could tell him why there were three children inside?

A sense of uneasiness slowly surged into the old man's heart.

He reluctantly asked, "Where are your parents?"

Although the tallest boy had an upright figure, his face was visibly young, so he was probably not very old.

He shook his head coldly: "There are only three of us."

The young man asked politely, "You just said that your young master had a bad temper?"

Old man: “…”

For a moment, the old man was speechless.

Hongtong Palace never considered his reputation of showing off his power and authority as a shame, but rather an honor.

After all, strength itself is a kind of power, and bullying is a way to demonstrate power.

...but this does not include bullying children.

The general was vigorous and led his troops to sweep across cities and states, leaving no trace wherever he went. He could be called a "ruthless and merciless hero."

But if a general were to openly snatch the fried chicken from a street kid, gnaw off all the crispy skin and then stuff it back, he would only be spat at as a "scoundrel, cowardly bastard".

No matter how arrogant and lawless they are, they in Hongtong Palace still have to maintain their dignity!

After taking a breath, the old man wondered how many years of salt he had eaten.

He planned to take advantage of his age to give the three children a lecture and let the matter go.

The old man frowned and threatened Ling Shuanghun:

"My young master is a true disciple of Hongtong Palace, Niu Shujian. I see that you have reached an age of understanding, taking care of your younger brothers and sisters, and you know what to say..."

Before she could finish her words, the shortest girl covered her face with her hands and burst into tears.

Old man: “…”

"Brother, brother." The little girl sobbed, "We have caused such a big trouble, will we still be able to celebrate your tenth birthday in time?"

Old man: “…”

What, not even ten years old?

Aren’t these three children growing up a little too fast?

The thought only flashed through my mind.

The old man reacted quickly: the followers of these three people should all belong to the demon clan.

Hearing Yan Luoyue's cry, Wu Manshuang's whole body trembled slightly, as if she realized something.

"Sister, don't cry."

He took a breath and slowly closed his eyes under the white veil.

Wu Manshuang stretched out her hand and fumbled in the air tentatively for a few times, and finally firmly grasped Yan Luoyue's arm.

"You are already a big five-year-old, so you can't cry, understand?"

Old man: “…”

Damn, this one is even younger, only five years old.

Also, is this little boy with his eyes covered with a white veil blind?

The people on this boat are small, weak, sick, and disabled.

If he hadn't seen that his young master was the one who started it, the old man would have almost sighed: This configuration is damn suitable for scamming people!

The flying boat of Hongtong Palace is too large and too conspicuous.

It had only been hovering in the air for a short while when more and more flying magic weapons gathered around to watch.

I don’t know what the young man heard during his investigation. The next second, he swung the door of the cabin open: "Dong Lao, get them all out!"

As if she was competing with the young man in vocal skills, the little girl immediately let out a "wow" and her crying voice rose eight pitches.

Young man: “…”

Without making any expression, Ling Shuanghun glanced at Yan Luoyue.

When did she learn his coloratura singing vocal technique?

Dong Lao's head was swollen because of the disturbance of these three kids. He closed his eyes and two blue veins appeared clearly on his temples.

Generally speaking, as long as they don't come into conflict with the other three major forces, no matter what Hongtong Palace does, the other party will have to swallow their anger.

However, when a child loses a tooth, he does not have to swallow it.

Because it is normal for people to lose their baby teeth.

Not only can this tooth fall out, but after it falls out you can also cry loudly and uncontrollably.

His eyes darkened slightly, and Old Dong gestured to the flying boat behind him.

He signaled the disciples on the flying boat to clear the area and "ask" away all the small flying magic tools that had come to join in the fun.

As long as the matter does not spread, they will not be embarrassed.

Just after doing this, Dong Lao discovered that the oldest boy among the three was taking out a pen and hurriedly writing something on the scroll.

As he recorded, he read aloud: "Hongtong Palace Master Shujian relied on his power to bully five-year-old children, causing them to cry in the air.

"Button Shujian sneered and said: The flying boat is ours, we are just showing it to you, do you want to have one in the future?

"After saying this, Niu Shujian showed a smug look on his face. After hearing this, the child cried even louder. This scene was witnessed by many people. All the onlookers were severely expelled..."

Dong Lao: “…”

Wait! Although this is true, how come the image of their young master has changed from the original arrogant and domineering appearance to a mean and mean person who beats chickens and scolds dogs?

Also, the style of this record...

An even more ominous and even more heart-shaking thought gradually came to Dong Lao's mind.

He swallowed and asked, "You are from the demon race..."

Ling Shuanghun put down his pen and saluted uprightly.

The young man held his head high, his eyes revealing an arrogant and stubborn determination to never surrender.

"I am the younger generation, the historian of the Crane Clan, Ling Shuanghun."

Dong Lao: “…”

Damn it, this is really what you fear.

It’s no longer possible to block messages now.

After all, the scrolls carried by the historians were all specially refined magic weapons.

The contents recorded by them would be fed back into the general records on the spot. No one except the historian himself could modify them.

As long as the young man from the Crane Clan in front of him insists on this statement, the name "Hongtonggong Button Sword" will instantly become a disgrace to the entire demon clan!

Dong Lao's face twitched violently for a few times, and he forced a smile: "Hey, little girl...you are only five years old, right? I'll ask them to bring you some cakes."

Ling Shuang's soul pen moved like a dragon and a snake, recording and reciting: "The old man in the east of Hongtong Palace said: There are cakes, come and eat..."

Dong Lao: “…”

After being humiliated by several kids one after another, a fierce look flashed across Dong Lao's eyes.

He clenched his fists, still keeping a smile on his face.

"Don't worry, my friend. It doesn't have to be this bad. We didn't mean to hit your flying boat by mistake, and we feel really bad about it. Come on, come on, get on our boat quickly, and let us take you a ride..."

As soon as the words fell, the boy with his eyes covered with a white veil suddenly shuddered as if he had been reminded.

Oh? You were just being cunning and taking advantage of your weakness, but now you're scared?

A hint of sneer appeared at the corner of Dong Lao's lips.

Before the smile could seep into his eyes, he heard the boy say:

"Oh no, sister. Isn't this airship owned by the owner of Suyi Hall, Wuqing Daoji Qinghong? How did it get damaged in our hands? Can it be repaired now?"

Dong Lao: “…”

Yan Luoyue: “…”

She discovered that Wu Manshuang was really studious and very good at learning.

Dong Lao shuddered and asked in disbelief, "Who are you talking about?"

Wu Manshuang calmly repeated the title, each word clearly pronounced, which really lived up to his hard work in speaking English.

"The owner of Suyi Hall is Wuqing Daoji Qinghong."

Dong Lao: “…”

Each of the above three identities accurately points to a person with white hair, red eyes, who does not play by the rules and has a very, very troublesome personality.

Now, Mr. Dong couldn't even laugh.

He managed to say, "Ji Yao Zun...how come this magic weapon...how come it belongs to Yao Zun?"

Ling Shuanghun's face was as cold as frost.

As the oldest historian among the three, his words are convincing.

"Someone presented it to the Demon Lord, who found it interesting and temporarily placed it with us so that we can use it for a while."

The clear sky can see that the red-crowned crane has never told a lie.

Someone presented it to the Demon Lord → This someone was naturally Yan Luoyue.

Yao Zun found it interesting - yes, these were Ji Qinghong's original words.

Leave it with them for now → It’s true, after all, they even sent out a “confiscation notice”.

As long as the validity of the "confiscation certificate" is acknowledged, the ownership of this UFO will undoubtedly belong to Ji Qinghong!

Now, not to mention Mr. Dong, even Niu Shujian who was standing on the deck could no longer show a sarcastic expression, and his shoulders were shaking slightly.

He stood there for a while, then suddenly jumped over the fence of the flying boat:

"Wait, I don't believe it! These three brats are so ignorant that they dare to make up all kinds of lies..."

Before she finished speaking, Yan Luoyue took out an invitation to the Qianlian Conference from her arms, crying.

Facing the afternoon sunlight, the vermilion seal of "Master of Suyi Hall" was reflected brightly on the pointed face of Button Shujian.

Button Sword: “…”

Yan Luoyue covered her eyes tightly and sobbed sadly:

"The Thousand Refinements Conference, Hiccup, is about to begin. We don't have a flying magic weapon. If we can't get there in time, the Demon Lord will definitely feel that his kindness has been betrayed, Hiccup..."

Dong Lao: “…”

Button Sword: “…”

Dong Lao almost crushed his fist, and a smile uglier than crying appeared on his face:

"Little girl, don't cry... We have a craftsman among us, we can repair your flying saucer for you..."

Yan Luoyue's childish voice suddenly soared, almost reaching the height of dolphin sound.

"There's no more spaceships to ride... The Demon Lord's spaceship was wrecked! It was wrecked right in front of us!"

Ling Shuanghun nodded and apologized: "She is young and has a lot of temper. I'm sorry for that."

Dong Lao: “…”

Isn't this the word he just used to describe his young master? !

Dong Lao gritted his teeth and said, "We are willing to compensate for a lot of materials..."

Yan Luoyue burst into tears: "Flying boat - flying boat -"

Wu Manshuang squatted down, groped her way up in a sad and lonely manner, touched Yan Luoyue's hand, and patted it gently.

"Sister, you need to be sensible. If you have any grievances, tell the Demon Lord. Don't cry in front of outsiders, and don't lose your temper just because someone says you are not worthy of such a big flying boat in the future."

Dong Lao: “…”

Button Sword: “…”

Seeing that Niu Shujian had begun to tremble all over, Dong Lao stretched his lips and smiled like his parents who had just died and filled the ancestral tomb.

He said with pain: "Haha, this young friend's words are too humorous. I mean, if you don't have a magical device to travel, why not take our flying boat..."