Dragon Tamer Chapter 175: Great fall and great rise

There was a time when Pu Hanrong was extremely proud, thinking that except for the chief disciple of Zi Zonglin like Huo Shangjun, there were few people in this emperor who could compete with him.

This time, he came to the big power competition, with his monarch-level strength, dealing with the disciples of other forces is simply abusive.

Whoever thinks that he is in the eyes of others is so unworthy of mentioning.

Proactively handed over the brocade boxes he had collected, and Pu Hanrong also chose to quit.

There were not many people on the tomb of the Ninth Army for a while, and what was left were just some broken stone statues.

As for the colossal statues of generals that can move by themselves, most of their institutions have been destroyed by the swords that Zhu Minglang frightened the world.

No one dared to compete with Zhu Minglang anymore.

All the spiritual resources here belong to Zhu Minglang.

"My son, here is the Quan Brocade Box of the four city states of the Zulong City State from Sichuan." Qin Yang found a purple brocade box and said to Zhu Minglang.

Zhu Minglang took it and took a look. It was written clearly in black and white, and also had the seal of the Ji Ting Dynasty. With this document, the Zulong City State will no longer be a land without a master. Up!

A long sigh of relief.

Finally, there is no danger.

Fortunately, there is a sword and spirit dragon, otherwise it is really difficult to stand out in this competition.

Let the sword spirit dragon return to the spiritual realm, Zhu Minglang gave this document to Nan Lingsha, and said to her: "The order of the Lichuan land will be established soon, and the rest depends on Yunzi The war is grasped."

Nan Lingsha nodded and said: "She will not lose."

……

The power competition and this power competition is finally over.

Originally, the chief disciples of the major forces were the focus of attention, but in the end people seemed to only remember Zhu Minglang. The most impressive thing was the Shentian Shadow Sword on the peak. A new perception.

These days, the entire emperor has been discussing the battle of the organ city, especially Zhu Minglang's madness when he let everyone out of his sight, the heroic and stalwart of the chief disciple of the major forces.

As for Zhu Minglang, I slept for a day or two because of tiredness. After I recovered some strength, I immediately asked Nan Lingsha and Qin Yang how many treasures they had gained!

In the past, Zhu Minglang regarded money as dung, but it was all because of his youth.

Now he thinks that gold and silver treasures are the cutest things in the world, and he will definitely cherish them.

"My son, after the First World War in the Institution City, we lined up a long line outside the court of Zhumenmen. Many forces want to buy those mineral veins, city deeds, spiritual fields, medicine gardens from us... you But I didn't see them whispering, there are many good things, they specially confessed that the disciples must take it down." Qin Yang's face is rarely seen with a smile.

"It is not meaningful for us to keep it for ourselves. You sort these things into categories, which are of no use to Zhumen, so you sell them for money." Zhu Minglang said.

"My son, this is a lot of money. What do you want so much money for?" Qin Yang asked puzzled.

"Master Mu Long never realized that there was a lot of money. Ask my father if there is any good thing, Zhu Men would like to pick it away." Zhu Minglang said.

"My son, the master has already been picked." Qin Yang said.

I wish Minglang a bitter smile.

Zhu Tianguan is really not very polite with himself.

However, it was said that it was a good five to five cents.

Not to mention that the Swordsman Palace lost such a large sum, and I can just make up for it this time.

……

Although Jian Xing really gave Zhu Minglang a sense of ascension, but I have to admit that the stamina is also very great.

Zhu Minglang is now sore all over, and after a long time, he didn't get back.

These days, he has not done anything else. He can only do some simple small exercises like a person who has recovered from a serious illness, such as walking, shopping, rafting...

The Dishui Lake is quiet and soft, and the most pleasant scenery is the green willows by the lake, like a slender lady combing her hair in front of a water mirror.

Zhu Minglang is sitting in the canoe alone, no one paddles for him.

He liked this before, lying on his back in this wooden boat, letting the clear waves of the lake send himself to the center of the water drop lake, gazing at the clear sky or the intoxicating night.

At this time, thoughts will always drift freely, without purpose, and without too much trouble. It is just such a leisurely passing time, enjoying this kind of hard practice without being supervised, enjoying this leisure and comfort.

The lake is very big. Zhu Minglang has never recovered when the canoe touches the shore of the lake, but it may be because his thoughts have drifted too far this time, there are too many things to remember, or the waves are very urgent , Xiaozhou touched the rocky shore, and it was the lakeside city near the bustling avenue. Zhu Minglang even heard some boatmen yelling.

Zhu Minglang got up and found that there were many cruise ships around, lit by bright lights, many women in colorful costumes and a few handsome boys were planning to take a boat to visit the water drop lake, those who are doing this business Seeing Zhu Minglang, the boatman was a little confused.

"This prince, came from Zhumen Inner Court Lake?" The boatman had some eyesight and asked respectfully.

"Yes, I really want to fall asleep, and the boat floated here." Zhu Minglang said in embarrassment.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's not a good thing to grab our business, the son looks familiar..." the boatman said.

At this time, the eyes of the young men and women also fell on Zhu Minglang. One of them pointed at him and cried out in surprise, "Isn't this Zhu Minglang!"

"Good luck?"

"Is the one who wished the door bright?"

"This is the little legend of our imperial capital, let me give in and give me his fairy spirit!"

Soon, many people gathered on the shore of the lake. They were excited and excited like watching monsters in the lake.

When I saw this, I wish Minglang hurried away by boat.

Things are fermenting really fast.

It has become a legend of the royal capital!

Sure enough, a truly different person~IndoMTL.com~ will be noticed wherever he goes.

Either the imperial capital or the Zulong city-state.

Return to Menting Lake by boat...

This water drop lake is very vast, but half of it belongs to the Menting Lake area of ​​Zhumen. Those who visit and sightsee cannot cross the border.

Zhu Minglang never thought that he had stayed on the boat for so long.

I don’t know why, I obviously returned to the imperial capital, this is where I came from, but Zhu Minglang still doesn’t feel that kind of habitation.

He is still thinking about the person who is in the far border of the Ji Ting Continent that makes him miss.

Wandering for several years, time flies, in just one year in Zulong City, too much happened...

From a refugee who was used to insult the unparalleled women in the world, to now become a little legend in the mouth of the imperial capital, life has really fallen!