"Stop, Palace Master! Ling Yun is no ordinary person. If we stop, we still have a chance to survive!"
Snap!
In a fit of rage, the temple master struck the protector to death, shouting:
Are you teaching me how to do things?
"There is no mission that the Seven Killings Hall cannot complete. Even if Ling Yun is an Immortal Emperor, he will still die!"
The temple master roared in anger.
"There is one last chance, and I, the Prince, will personally take action!"
What are death points? As long as they maintain a perfect record of mission failure, the Seven Kill Hall can quickly recover to its peak.
In my eyes, no one is beyond assassination!
Ah~
At this moment, Ling Yun and his group arrived at the most luxurious restaurant in Tiangang City and ordered a bunch of delicious dishes, including the most famous boiled fish and pickled pepper frog.
After the dishes were served, the white Qilin Ling Shan raised its little paw and called out:
"I'll try the dishes!"
Abao affectionately patted her little head, then picked up a piece of fish and frog meat.
"Mmm~ It's spicy, but it tastes great!"
Upon hearing this, everyone immediately picked up their chopsticks and began to eat heartily.
Lin Moyu was stunned; she had no idea that this could be done.
She noticed that although Ling Yun and his group were experts, they didn't act like experts at all. They were all wolfing down their food, which was a bit...down-to-earth.
"Sister Moyu, stop being so reserved! If you don't eat soon, the little white fox will eat them all!"
"Brother Abao, don't talk nonsense. I'm a very ladylike person!"
"..."
They did not encounter any more assassins along the way.
Seven days later, the group arrived at Tianchao City, the imperial capital of the Tianyuan Dynasty.
Although not as grand as Tianluo City, it was extremely solemn and full of royal aura.
Ling Yun looked at Lin Moyu:
"Let's go, let's go to the palace to meet the Emperor!"
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