Dragon Tamer Chapter 444: Little cousin
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Compared to the dragon king's full blow!
And it feels even more powerful!
Zhu Minglang glanced at the baby in his hands and hurriedly put him away.
As a dragon shepherd, some powerful magical weapons still need to be equipped, after all, a dragon pet can't be around all the time.
Although the storm phantom feather is very useful, it has little effect on the powerhouses above the Jun level.
This Zhenhailing is just to make up for Zhu Minglang’s vacancy in this regard. It is absolutely possible to hit the opponent by surprise at a critical time. Even the king-level powerhouse did not notice that he was shaking the bell, and I was afraid that he would be bombarded by the voodoo tide. Kill it!
Zhenhailing not only evokes the tide of destruction, but also calms the storm. Zhu Minglang found that the weather has gradually cleared up, but the huge shocking gap in the continuous sea cliff has become more conspicuous.
Zhu Minglang didn't dare to stay for a long time. At any rate, it was not far from Qincheng. It seems that the cliff is still a very famous scenic spot for spring outing in Qincheng. I tried Zhenhailing to destroy it. It is estimated that it will arouse public anger.
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Riding the gusty flying dragon to Qincheng, some powerful Qincheng appeared one after another at Zhu Minglang's crime scene.
Zhu Minglang looked around and found that two of them were still riding Dragon King.
I was in big trouble, but fortunately I slipped fast.
Han Wan, has he ever used Zhenhailing? How can he be so powerful that he doesn't remind himself.
Pretending to be just a passerby, Zhu Minglang drifted past the strong men who came from Qincheng.
"I am afraid that a certain sacred beast in the storm is venting its dissatisfaction with our Qincheng. We have to check whether some big people have done something to annoy the beast of the storm." One wore a light crystal armor. Said the woman.
"Why are there no footprints left, and I can't feel the breath of a holy beast." A man in a fire-red long coat said.
"Let’s be on guard here first. It’s best to ask anyone nearby if you see the figure of the sacred storm beast, which can smash the cliffs of more than a dozen miles at once. The strength is extremely terrifying, so don’t take it lightly. !"
Zhu Minglang felt a little bit ashamed when he heard the conversation between these few Qincheng experts vaguely.
Sorry, I'm sorry, the big guys of Qincheng, I've caused you unnecessary trouble!
How to say it, it is ruined if it is ruined, it is not a bad thing, isn’t the field of vision more broadened...
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Before arousing suspicion, Zhu Minglang hurriedly left.
When I arrived at Qincheng, he returned the Flying Dragon and returned the deposit. Zhu Minglang discovered that Qincheng had actually entered a state of alert. Teams of white armored guards were patrolling dozens of miles outside the city, and there was a king. The class-powerful man sits at the highest point of Qin City, staring at the ocean with a solemn expression, fearing that the terrifying storm sacred beast will give Qin City just now.
Zhu Minglang felt even more ashamed, and hurriedly found his own branch in this piano city.
There are three inner courtyards in Zhumen. The main inner courtyard is naturally the place where the imperial city drips water. The other two are the small inner courtyards in Qincheng, and there is a large inner courtyard in a place that Zhu Minglang does not know.
Zhu Minglang seldom cares about clan affairs, and Zhu Tianguan doesn't seem to want to participate in the disputes within the clan.
Probably because the position of the head of the clan is not stable, it is easy to make enemies everywhere, and is also constrained by the major forces. Instead of fighting with those old foxes, it is indeed better to travel around and improve your strength as much as possible.
"Are you wishing Minglang, wishing you son?" A manager at the door of Zhu, with a fat head and big ears, looked carefully at wishing Minglang.
People in Zhumen know Zhu Minglang, but few people have seen him. Even some of the children of the clan in the inner court of the Imperial Capital may not recognize the Young Master Zhu, who has been practicing in the Sword Sect of Yaoshan since childhood. , Let alone this remote small inner courtyard.
"Yes, is my uncle wishing to go?" Zhu Minglang asked.
"The little gatekeeper, he has gone to the imperial capital." I didn't know how to receive it for a while, but respectfully, please wish Minglang to sit in the inner courtyard.
As soon as she walked inside, a beautiful woman walked towards her face, with a delicate braid on her chest. She looked young, but she had a very good figure. She walked lightly and seemed to be going out on the street. In a particularly good mood, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.
"Miss." The steward immediately saluted, but stopped the braided woman.
"Well, I'm going out to meet a few friends." The woman Shui Lingling's voice was also very clear and pleasant.
"That..." The butler hesitated for a while, and finally said, "This one is from the imperial capital. We wish the young master of the door."
"Well, you will welcome..." The woman Shui Lingling nodded subconsciously, showing a fairly courteous smile, but soon she noticed something wrong again and said, "Young master?"
"I wish Minglang." Zhu Minglang smiled.
"I wish Minglang, I wish Minglang, ah, you are that peerless genius sword repairer and accidentally become a mundane cousin Zhu Minglang?" The braided woman screamed, her eyes bright and bright , Staring at Zhu Minglang for a long time.
Just hear the name, but not see the person.
Zhu Rongrong has heard about this legendary figure from the elders of the clan since she was a child. She remembered that when she was thirteen years old, she went to the imperial capital once, and met once when she was young and handsome and swept all the masters of the imperial capital clear.
But at that time, Zhu Minglang was basically surrounded by a group of big sisters in the clan, her little cousin had no chance to say a few words to him.
"Yes, I am that peerless genius sword repairer and then accidentally become a mundane Zhu Minglang... but not very mundane, I am now a glorious dragon shepherd." Zhu Minglang Said.
"Master Mu Long? Really, so am I!" Zhu Rongrong said.
"Well, miss...little eyes, I have never seen the young master." There was something in the old manager.
"He is a cousin, I remember, I used to think that my brother was so handsome when I looked at it from a distance... Uh, uh~IndoMTL.com~ is this look." Zhu Rongrong actually can't remember what wishing Minglang will grow. It looks good, but who in the world would come to their clan to impersonate the young master!
Zhu Minglang has no impression of his cousins around him.
But since people’s mouths are so sweet, even if they are not cousins, they can be considered younger sisters.
"I traveled to Nihai, so I stopped by to visit." Zhu Minglang said.
"I'm going to meet the little princess of the nearby country. My brother will go with me. What a beauty!" Zhu Rongrong didn't feel that Zhu Minglang was a stranger at all.
"Miss, the young master has travelled a long distance. I guess he hasn't rested yet." The old butler reminded aloud.
"It's okay, just a little cousin Lao took me around. I haven't been to Qincheng, and Qincheng is more elegant and elegant than I thought." Zhu Minglang said.
Many little beauties? ?
Zhu Minglang doesn't believe it, unless you see it with your own eyes.
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