Because Zhan Wuque had already made it clear when he left that he was destined to see him again.

It means you don't want to be disturbed.

In this way, the tower owner had to give up.

After carefully studying what Zhan Wuque said, the tower owner was even more shocked and kept reminding Concubine Ling to be friendly and never be enemies with him.

In the past few days, Ling Feixue has been looking for Zhan Wuque's whereabouts. But the dragon is so big that it is undoubtedly a person who wants to find a needle in a haystack, but has never gained anything.

I never thought that I could meet Zhan Wuque at the treasure appraisal banquet.

Ling Feixue had thousands of words in her mind for a moment, but she didn't know where to start.

Zhan Wuque is already a true image of a genius in her heart.

Compared with the master's simple alchemy skills, it is really not worth mentioning.

How can fireflies compete with the bright moon?

In addition, she knew that Zhan Wuque's real strength was not as simple as it seemed.

On that day, Zhan Wuque was in Danta and cut off King Wu's arm with one knife, and even the four half-step guardians of the Martial Emperor did not react.

Afterwards, the four guardians admitted frankly.

If the target of that knife is them, they can't escape!

In other words, Zhan Wuque's strength is enough to compete with the half-step Martial Emperor.

Even, far more.

Because, they didn't know if it was Zhan Wuque's full-strength attack.

The young man in front of him, both alchemy and martial arts, were both outstanding, which made Ling Feixue look up to him and felt ashamed.

I couldn't help but ripples appeared in my heart.

The excellence of the boy in front of him is the only one who has seen in Ling Feixue's life.

Zhan Wuque, who was dressed in a common man and had no breath, was already the image of a paradise in Ling Feixue's eyes.

Full of mystery.

Thinking of this, the blush on Ling Feixue's face became even deeper.

She was about to say something, but was interrupted by a sudden sound.

"How come you are here?"

The sound is very familiar, Zhan Wuque can tell the person who comes by just the sound.

Long Jiaojiao.

The daughter of Long Aotian is known as one of the peerless beauties of Longdu.

"I'm here and need to report to you"?

Zhan Wuque raised his eyebrows and said without raising his head.

There was already dissatisfaction in his tone.

Long Jiaojiao's tone just now made Zhan Wuque feel a little unhappy.

Are they familiar with each other?

The only intersection between the two was the birthday party at noon. Moreover, Long Jiaojiao never had a good face to him from beginning to end, and there was no respect for him in his words.

If Long Aotian had not agreed to let him go first, he would have left.

The birthday party at noon ended in a farce. Isn’t it because Long Jiaojiao suffered?

Zhan Wuque has done what he should do, and he has paid back what he should pay back. Now, in Zhan Wuque's view, Long Jiaojiao has become a passerby.

A passerby dares to question him?

"Jiaojiao, do you know Mr. Zhan"?

Ling Feixue's eyes lit up and she asked hurriedly, her tone was very urgent.

She was worried about not knowing the origin of Zhan Wuque, but she didn't expect that her close friend would know.

The two daughters are both proud daughters of heaven that are rare in the Dragon Capital, so they naturally have a relationship and are friends in the boudoir.

If you can get the origin of war, it will be much more convenient to find it in the future.

"he?"

A trace of contempt appeared deep in Long Jiaojiao's eyes, "Just a warrior from a small country with a ninth grade."

Long Jiaojiao's tone was faint, and her expression revealed disdain.

In fact, she knew that Zhan Wuque had a deeper identity and was very extraordinary. Otherwise, his father would not be as respectful to Zhan Wuque, and it would not be possible that he would reject all visitors in heaven and earth and set up an imperial banquet because of his words.

However, Long Jiaojiao's heart was like a dissatisfaction and a resistance, which made her unwilling to say this.

On the surface, Long Jiaojiao seems to be angry at Long Aotian's "disrespectful behavior", but in fact, it is because of Zhan Wuque's identity as the "second-generation ancestor".

His cultivation is mediocre, and he relies on his family forces all day long to pretend to be powerful and torn apart.

How could such a person like Long Jiaojiao, a proud daughter of heaven who is highly regarded by herself, please?

But this kind of "second-generation ancestor" who was useless in her eyes, and her respected father wanted to bow and salute. The goal she fought for was the emperor's banquet, Zhan Wuque came casually.

Now, even her best friend, Ling Feixue, looks very interested in Zhan Wuque.

Why is this?

Why can Zhan Wuque enjoy his success by doing nothing? Her efforts and goals are easy to do, as if it is a joke.

Therefore, she was dissatisfied with her and was disliked by Zhan Wuque in all kinds of ways.

Especially after knowing that Zhan Wuque came from a ninth-class small country, he felt even more uncomfortable.

She doubted more than once whether Zhan Wuque was a fraudulent.

Where can a small country in the ninth grade have a big force that even her father is afraid of?

Her father, Long Aotian, was a general of the third-class Tianlong Empire. At its peak, he had 50 million soldiers under his command, and was strong!

It is enough to push all ninth-class small countries!

Why is this?

Long Jiaojiao can't figure it out.

For this reason, after the lunch banquet, she had sent spies to the Qin Empire.

She must figure out the origin of Zhan Wuque.

In other words, expose Zhan Wuque's false expression!

Tenglong Villa.

Concubine Ling was slightly stunned when she heard what Long Jiaojiao said.

She has fantasized countless times.

Zhan Wuque is a disciple of a major sect, or a disciple of a powerful man who is closed to the family, or even the legendary mysterious sect who travels around the world and experiences the world.

Unexpectedly, Zhan Wuque actually came from a small country with a ninth grade.

For these peak forces in Dragon Capital, the power of the ninth-class small country is not as good as a small army in their eyes.

But the question is, how did the genius like Master Zhan grow up?

If it depends entirely on yourself, it would be too terrifying!

Thinking of this, Ling Feixue's scalp felt numb.

If Zhan Wuque had a great sect and a powerful man behind him, he would barely accept it when he grew up here.

After all, in the continent of Gods, there are many people who become Martial Emperors, not to mention the young man becoming Martial Spirits.

Even rumored that there were descendants of gods in Zhongzhou, the young man became Emperor Wu, with unparalleled body, and he was invincible in the world and looked down on all enemies!

But now, according to what Long Jiaojiao said, Zhan Wuque only comes from a small country of ninth grade.

If Zhan Wuque was really achieved through his own efforts, his talent was definitely from ancient times to the present, which was so terrifying that it was suffocating!

Thinking of this, Ling Feixue's eyes were full of brilliance.

If Zhan Wuque really came from a small country of ninth grade, he might not have joined the power. If he brought it into Danta...

Ling Feixue's heart was so excited that she jumped straight on her feet.
Chapter completed!