"Well, there is nothing else to do. Please bring the ministers outside in!"
Wu Zhaojun waved her hand and said.
"yes!"
The bluebird clasped its fists again and then strode out.
Soon, seven or eight ministers came to the side hall with things in their hands.
"We are here to see His Majesty!"
"Hello, senior!"
After this group of adults arrived at the side hall, they first saluted Wu Zhaojun, and then turned around and saluted Su Lingfeng.
Even when facing Su Lingfeng, these ministers showed more respect for Su Lingfeng than they did for Wu Zhaojun.
But Su Lingfeng didn't even look at them, he just sat upright in a seat beside him with his eyes closed.
Seeing that Su Lingfeng ignored them, several ministers did not say anything more. They looked at the empress again and said, "Your Majesty, this is the extremely cold spiritual fruit that I collected at home. I specially come to present it to Your Majesty!"
"Your Majesty, this is my home..."
Several ministers brought treasures to Wu Zhaojun, and Wu Zhaojun did not refuse any of them. As long as they could be sent to the group treasury, she kept them all.
After accepting the gifts from these ministers, Wu Zhaojun also symbolically encouraged a few of them.
After these ministers left, Wu Zhaojun announced to the outside: "Come here, prepare some royal banquet dishes, and bring them to my side hall as quickly as possible, and also bring a few pots of good wine!"
Wu Zhaojun knew how long Su Lingfeng could stay this time, so she didn't waste time by changing places.
"yes!"
After the guards outside responded, they hurried downstairs to prepare for departure.
"How is it? How many power points do you have now?"
When Su Lingfeng saw Wu Zhaojun finished her short work, he started to ask.
"There are already more than 4,500 of them. There should be other ministers coming later. I will also let Qingniao collect all kinds of treasures in Da Zhou from now on."
Wu Zhaojun came and sat down next to Su Lingfeng, smiling and said.
"Well, after I finish this meal, the time will be almost up. Be careful. If you can't accumulate 5,000 support points, someone from the Holy Land will come. Summon my seventh-level mirror first!"
Su Lingfeng nodded.
"Well, Zhaojun knows it!"
Wu Zhaojun nodded slightly.
Soon, the food and wine were served, and Su Lingfeng did not hesitate to taste the delicacies of this world.
You know what, some things really have a unique flavor.
While Su Lingfeng was tasting the food and Wu Zhaojun was trying every means to collect power points, in a secret realm with golden clouds all over the sky, there was a different atmosphere.
…
The secret realm of Tongxuan Holy Land, the Cultural Hall.
A middle-aged man with extraordinary bearing sat on the top of the throne, and on both sides below him were several figures with equally extraordinary bearing, also sitting on carved spiritual wooden chairs.
Below these people, there were dozens of others sitting upright, each of them having an extraordinary aura.
"Everyone, today, three disciples from my Tongxuan Holy Land died one after another, and the life lamps of all three were destroyed within one day!"
The middle-aged man above said in a cold tone.
"Brother, where did these disciples die?"
Someone below asked.
"Of these three disciples, one is the Grand Master of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and the other two are collecting resources from the Great Zhou Dynasty!"
"So it is very likely that these three people met with an accident in the Great Zhou!"
"Just in case, I specifically asked for the advice of the White Crane Sub-Sage."
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