allonlinenovel Chapter 271: In Daxia, the Gods Stop 22
Chapter 271: In Daxia, the Gods Stop 22
Bai Ranyou, who was climbing the hill behind Zhu Lancang, silently touched the silver bracelet on his wrist. He always felt that the secret weapon Zhu Lancang mentioned was him. No, how could he become a secret weapon? How could he control that person's emotions? ? ?
He was too much of a thinker. He was just a little bit valued by that person. Bai Ranyou touched the silver bracelet unconsciously, and bitterness spread in his heart. How could he be favored by the gods? I don't know where Zhu Lao got his confidence from.
After teaching Shike a lesson, he just turned around and was about to go back to the hall when his ears twitched and a fierce light appeared in his eyes. Why is he here again?
Zhu Lancang and others climbed up the original snow mountain. Half an hour later, they sat in the hall without coming back to their senses. Xu Nuo looked around the hall, wondering how Fu came in like this?
The main hall is spacious. Opposite the entrance are two chairs with slightly rough shapes but rounded edges, and on top of them are two pure white tiger skins without any stray hair.
Above is a huge portrait whose face cannot be seen clearly, and on the left and right sides, um, are the chairs they are sitting on.
"Serve tea to my little guests." The voice came first.
When they heard the sound and looked over, Jiuli was still wearing the scarlet robe, but had changed into a set of feather jewelry, which made her look completely different from them, as if they were from two different worlds, with the same rules for walking, sitting and lying down.
Everyone, including Xu Nuo, unconsciously sat up straight like elementary school students, fearing that they would look bad in the eyes of the other party and that they would embarrass their ancestors.
"Something happened in Yuanxuetian Palace, but it's over and not important. Did you bring guests?" Sitting in the main seat, her red eyes looked at the person standing behind Zhu Lancang holding a box. His posture was straight and it was obvious that he was not an ordinary person.
"Just call me by my name, no need to be polite." Jiuli had a smile on her face, without any of the innocence she had when she had just woken up.
"Yes, guest, I brought you a gift as well." Zhu Lancang raised his hand slightly to signal to open the box.
Listening intently to the conversation between Mr. Zhu and the person who called himself Jiuli, he was greatly shocked. Was the ancestor so easy to talk to? Shouldn't the daughter of the Lord of Arms be overbearing and arrogant? How come she looked so reasonable except for her white hair?
"Is it him?" His tone changed slightly, and a ray of light flashed in his red eyes as he saw the remnant soul sleeping inside, "Leave it to me."
"Then I'll leave it to you, Your Highness Jiuli." His tone was full of respect. "The rest are gifts brought to you by my juniors."
Zhu Lancang's eyes swept across Jiuli's left eyebrow. He had seen the seven golden dots all dimmed, which was a sign of the depletion of god's power. But now they were shining brightly, obviously everything was fine. He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and clapped his hands in a gesture.
"Thank you for your hard work," she nodded slightly, glanced at the exquisite skirts in the box, her eyes lit up, "I like them very much,"
"It's not hard, as long as you like it." He said quickly.
Xu Nuo held the teacup and drank tea, listening with his ears erect the whole time. Only his eyes changed slightly, because after two cups of tea, Xu Nuo actually found that his supernatural power was moving towards the ninth level.
You have to know that his talent is not that good, just average. Now he has barely cultivated to the sixth level, so he is already in the top 20 among the Dragon Guards. This is a good thing, the ancestor is really willing to give it away!!!
"Can I have two more cups of tea?" Xu Nuo raised his hand and spoke sincerely, giving the illusion that he had never seen the world.
Everyone looked down on him. Xu Nuo's family background was not bad, right? As for drinking three large pots of tea?
"I'm sorry, Xu Nuo," Zhu Lancang had never seen the world. Just as he was about to make up for it, his words were blocked and he could only give Xu Nuo a vicious look.
"Zhu Xin," Jiuli called out, tilting her head to look at Zhu Lancang, "If you like, drink more. Just treat it like your own home."
As soon as she finished speaking, a maid in black narrow sleeves slowly walked in from outside, poured a pot of tea for each table, and stood behind everyone waiting for instructions. Her agile movements made Mo Ran, who joined the first team of the Dragon Guard because of his mastery of mechanical engineering, stare in amazement.
"Thank you, old ancestor." Xu Nuo smiled and covered his mouth. Would the old ancestor be angry? He carefully looked at Jiuli who was sitting in the first seat, and at the same time hugged the tea tightly.
"I won't bother with you about this," he lowered his head to cover his lips and swallowed a pill before continuing to chat with Zhu Lancang.
Xu Nuo quickly winked at his friends, signaling frantically that this was good stuff and they should drink it quickly. Soon, more and more people were drinking tons of water, and the snacks were swept away, and even the plates were almost eaten clean.
During this time, Shang Lingxin woke up in the bronze tripod. Seeing the familiar people, he felt a natural sense of intimacy and was floating on the edge, full of joy.
"How is your father?" After a brief greeting, Shang Lingxin went straight to the point. He smelled the fragrance of tea, his eyes slightly red.
"My father is in deep sleep. If we force him to wake up, his soul will be scattered. Therefore, we are the only ones who can rely on us in this battle." His tone was slightly deep, "I'm afraid you will also fall asleep soon?"
"Other martial gods," Shang Lingxin suggested, but swallowed it back. Only the Lord of Soldiers was the most powerful martial god and could preserve his sanity and return to the original snow mountain, but he also put all the pressure on Jiuli.
"Perhaps they are still alive and sleeping in their respective tombs, or perhaps their souls have returned to heaven and earth. Only when you are strong yourself can you be truly strong," she was not particularly clear.
The only thing that is certain is that only one in ten sleeping martial gods survives.
"This is the bronze sword that the Lord of Arms entrusted to me to keep after his last battle. You keep it." With a heavy and bitter look in his eyes, he handed an exquisite dagger to Jiuli and returned to the bronze tripod.
"I will protect Daxia before my father wakes up, you can sleep peacefully." With a wave of his hand, a scarlet divine power turned into a seal and fell on the bronze tripod. Jiuli looked at Zhuye and said, "Send it to the snow pool."
"Yes." Zhuye hesitated but still went to carry out the order.
"It's getting late, so we're sorry to bother Your Highness." Zhu Lancang inadvertently looked at the time and it was almost nine o'clock in the evening.
"It's okay, just tell them what you want to eat. Of course there may not be anything available." She blinked and added a little coquettishness, not like someone who would be quick and decisive in the sea.
Zhu Lancang and the people he brought followed the maid and left.
"How elegant! Didn't Daxia record that the Lord of War was rough and violent? This doesn't seem like the level that a Lord of War would have." Xu Qingshu, who was a Confucian scholar and well-read, was full of surprise.
"I'm afraid all these elegant details were added later." Bai Ran said quietly, "If you don't look carefully, you won't notice that this is completely different from other buildings. It's obvious that a lot of thought went into it."
"Old Bai, you don't know that after drinking that tea, I have now entered the ninth level! Once I have absorbed it, it will not be a dream to become a demigod!" Xu Nuo said mysteriously to Bai Ranyou, "Have you drunk it? I also brought two pieces of tea leaves."
"Eat it yourself," Bai Ranyou's shoulders moved slightly, looking at the tea leaves picked out from between his teeth, a little moved in his heart, "I've drunk it, I can't drink any more."
"Tsk," Xu Nuo looked around. No one was there? He loosened his belt to free up more space for eating.
Those who did the same as Xu Nuo put the tea leaves in their pockets, patted them with care, and expressed their approval. They thought that the ancestors of Da Xia were indeed generous and they had gotten a great bargain.
Similar conversations continued to be heard, and those who didn't get to drink revealed regret in their eyes, and they made up their minds to eat more.
"Hey," Zhu Lancang shook his head. It's okay for his ancestors to be embarrassed, but it's not just him who is embarrassed.