Chapter 158 This name...huh?
But it couldn't stop Tu Xing, who easily jumped over from a high altitude.
When the city wall could be vaguely seen, Tu Xing's entire body slowly became transparent and he quietly disappeared into the sky.
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There is a square area with extremely high walls in the building complex. The house structures inside are obviously more magnificent than those elsewhere, with houses arranged neatly and spaced apart.
If you look closely, you might think the eaves are green tiles, but they are actually surrounded by plants, just like...
Tu Xing suddenly thought of the Black Wizard’s plant house. Could it be that there was some kind of enhancement?
He quietly floated among the crowd until he found Xue Rui.
At this moment, Tu Xing was standing outside the window, about twenty meters away from the figure. He leaned over the shoulder and whispered:
"Your Majesty, we may need to get close to them later. First, I'll place a silencing spell on you that will last for a day and a night."
The black cat nodded slowly, its fur brushing against the young man's chin.
After the chanting was finished, it floated inward silently.
Tu Xing looked through the wall. Although he could hear and see within fifty meters, he couldn't teleport over if the real action came, so he had to prepare to go inside.
He carefully watched the door and other places to see if there were any fluctuations of magic or divine power.
Logically, since they obtained the magic power in the same year, their development should be synchronized, and Xue Rui even has more golden patterns.
On his side, the remaining data, the divine gate, and Utuman's entire country were supported;
Xue Rui has Celilda in her hands, and is suspected to be connected to the divine world as well as the power of the entire nation of Lenilaya.
Judging from the thick thorn barrier and the large number of dragons before, there is no need to doubt it. The connection may be particularly large.
The sounds of laughter and conversation continued endlessly.
The woman sitting in the upper seat was obviously dressed very solemnly, with a huge crown on her head and golden jewelry all over her body.
Tu Xing's eyes flashed. This was Queen Fanluola. Her face remained the same, but the years had only left three wrinkles at the corners of her eyes.
Sitting next to her... was Xue Rui, who had no wrinkles but whose facial features showed that she was in her thirties.
She was dressed in a white dress with red silk, and fine gold tassels on her shoulders, neck, and waist.
Xue Rui held the cup in her hand, her posture and words like a rough man:
"The great dragons have all returned to the divine realm. I don't believe he can still command them."
"If he hadn't mastered this method, how could he have spent over a decade creating animal bones that could chew through the hardest metal in the world!"
"More than a hundred bodies. Even the Dark Wizard at his peak couldn't withstand such strength."
"We will be able to wipe them out in one fell swoop!" Having said this, he raised his glass.
Queen Fanluola praised and nodded, "Good, good!"
Raise it up as well and drink it all in one gulp.
She put down her wine glass and sighed, "I never thought that boy would be so powerful in close combat."
"He actually killed one of us, and our Nulong secret technique was stolen, causing us heavy losses."
This was nothing new to Tu Xing, just a trivial matter. He was more focused on observing other people.
A fair-skinned woman at the end of the seat caught his attention.
She looked vaguely familiar. At first glance, I thought she was a relative of someone present, so her face looked familiar. But after taking a closer look, I suddenly remembered that she was the Queen's sister.
It was a long time ago and Tu Xing’s name was hard to remember, but he clearly remembered that this person might also be pregnant with the Sultan’s child.
Thinking of this, his gaze drifted to both sides of her.
When he met the young man, Tu Xing's eyes suddenly widened.
He has big wavy black hair and a straight nose. Except for his skin color being lighter than that of the designated heir Du Lin, they are exactly the same!
A boy too?!
Tu Xing breathed a sigh of relief, then thought again, it was impossible for him to recognize her. She had grown up in another country, and this country was currently attacking the child's father's country.
The concepts are different and there is no possibility of recognition.
Almost at the moment of thinking this, Xue Rui's voice rang out, "Du Lin, it's time to clean up."
Tu Xing widened his eyes again. This name... huh?
Xue Rui: "Once you have conquered most of the enemy, you will emerge from Utuman's palace, mounted on a dragon and holding a long sword, and turn the tide of the war single-handedly."
"This way you can naturally replace him and become the king of Utuman, and then announce to the world that the two countries will be at peace forever."
"From then on, they gradually merged into one country."
Tu Xing lowered his eyes and exchanged glances with the black cat on his shoulder.
Xue Rui: "Try to preserve the towns near the palace. I have something I need to ask the maker, so please don't kill them."
As she spoke, she took something out of her arms.
Tu Xing looked closely and saw that it was the fake pocket watch.
With such slow progress, it would conservatively take at least several decades to truly acquire the ability to backtrack.
The boy below stood up and replied, "I'll remember that, Ambassador Xue Rui."
Tu Xing continued to think divergently. This thing was in Xue Rui's hands, which meant that Celilda's situation was extremely bad.
He thought endlessly about the stolen dagger, trying to get back this weapon that could kill gods.
Finally, Tu Xing looked at Xue Rui and the others in confusion, but they did not feel any active fluctuations of divine power, only static magic power on Xue Rui.
This is the comparison made by Tu Xing in recent years.
The golden pattern is actually equivalent to storage, and its use is passive, and it can only exert one thousandth of the power of a true god.
What Tu Xing himself possesses is divine power that can be used freely and gradually improved.
He glanced at the wine glasses in front of them and the smell of alcohol in the room, and chose to wait quietly for them to get drunk.
He found a secluded corner and sat down by himself, with a dazed look on his face, listening to everyone's conversation.
After five or six hours, people were staggering here and there, and a few of them walked out the door supported by servants.
When Xue Rui stood up, Tu Xing also stood up, but suddenly felt a sliding sensation from his shoulder to his side.
He quickly raised his hand to hold it. The black cat had sleepy eyes and was about to fall asleep while waiting.
Xue Rui squinted her eyes and looked into the corner. A male servant beside her said respectfully, "Sir, you are drunk. I will take you back to your room to rest."
Tu Xing let out a long breath and was about to put it into the magic-sealing bottle when the black cat shook its head, became alert, and gestured: Follow me quickly.
At the front of the room, Xue Rui had already walked to the door.
Tu Xing put the black cat on his shoulder and floated forward lightly.
Always keep a distance of about six meters until you reach a remote corner.
There was a sound of conversation coming from the front.
The servant said in a coquettish voice: "Why don't you go back? Instead, you come here. Isn't she just an ugly old woman?"
"You watch it every week, but she did something that made you angry? And you still haven't given her a break."
Xue Rui chuckled, "Her body provides the source of power for this place. Do you think I should visit her every week?"
The servant's tone rose: "Oh! You mean... so that's how it is."
The woman suddenly chuckled, "Haha—after all these years, it's time to add some other fertilizer."
There was a period of silence, and the road turned several corners and led to a small and dark basement.
The only light source was the candle in the middle of the front, which Tu Xing noticed seemed to be the color of candles that Celilda often used.
Just as I was thinking this, I suddenly saw a shadow on the right.
Tu Xing's eyelids twitched. What he saw was a woman with a face full of wrinkles, who must have been in her seventies or eighties.
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