Chapter 8 The Way of the Royal Palace

The elder murmured and said slowly, "If the adult is still alive, she is indeed the only one in the world who can save this little girl." The elder did not care about what the water god said about Lahir. As one of the seven ancient gods, Lahir has disappeared for countless years. Even in ancient times, no one could have the opportunity to see this god of life, let alone now.

At this moment, Yue Yanran glanced at Jing Chen, because she was also one of the parties involved. Naturally, she knew that Lord Rates, the god of water, deliberately glanced at Jing Chen when he said the name of the god of life, Lahir. Although this did not mean anything, the woman's sixth sense made her feel that Jing Chen and the god of life. There seems to be some kind of connection.

With a flash of silver light, Ling Xue's body has been received by Jing Chen again in the silver ring.

"This is..." At the moment when the silver light lit up, Ayat's eyes casually looked at the silver ring. Suddenly, his body trembled, and the two shining eyes with silver light stared at the silver ring.

Jing Chen also found Ayat's strangeness. His sleeves shook and his hand was covered in his sleeves. At this moment, Ayat didn't say anything more. He just looked at Jing Chen deeply and said, "Since it's okay, let's go now. The Speakers are waiting for you." I don't know if it was the illusion of Jing Chen and others. At this moment, they suddenly found that there was a trace of awe in the tone of the silver-winged dragon lord.

"Good." Jing Chen answered and turned to say goodbye to the elder, Yue Yanran and others one by one. When he faced Emperor Lingjia, Jing Chen looked at the emperor firmly and said in a low voice, "Don't worry, I will definitely do a good job."

Emperor Lingjia was suddenly stunned. He looked at Jing Chen gratefully, nodded heavily, looked at Jing Chen seriously, and said, "Don't force yourself, take care of yourself." There was a trace of heartfelt concern in the voice.

Taking a deep breath, Jing Chen nodded and answered, looking at Emperor Lingjia silently. After a long time, he said, "Don't worry, godfather." When the words fell, Jing Chen turned around and walked towards Ayat.

At this moment, the silver shining six-pointed star array rose again, and the dazzling light lit up in an instant. When the light dissipated, Jing Chen and Ayat had disappeared. Of course, the silver pterodactyl dragon xiao also disappeared together.

Looking deeply at the direction of Jingchen's disappearance, Emperor Lingjia muttered, "Bear care, child." At this moment, there is no deepness and power in the eyes of the Holy Spirit Empire, and some of them are all about a father's concern for his children.

This is a little gray room. The walls around the room are inlaid with a lot of crystals. Each crystal emits a variety of energy diffraction light. Although the whole room is a little strangely dark, it also has a colorful sense of dream.

There is a huge chair in front of the wall at the end of the room. A burly old man is sitting there. He holds his chin in one hand, as if he is lost in meditation. Because of the light, he can't see the old man's appearance even if he is very close. At this time, he is tapping the armrest of the chair rhythmically with his other hand. .

There was a man kneeling in front of his chair. The man's body was wrapped in a wide black robe, and there was a trace of trembling in his voice. "Master, we really tried our best this time. It was Ling Xue who suddenly summoned the Water God and destroyed..." Before the man finished speaking, the old man suddenly waved his hand on the armrest of the chair, a huge The big impact hit, and the kneeling man was bombarded out by this huge force in an instant, and a mouthful of blood spewed out in an instant. Obviously, he had suffered a lot of internal injury. The man slowly raised his head. It turned out to be the teenager called the "Dark Master". Blood kept overflowing from the teenager's mouth, but the teenager did not dare to stop himself.

"I don't want to hear the explanation, you, failed." The burly old man sitting on the chair said faintly. His voice was very low and full of breathtaking majesty. When the teenager lying on the ground heard this, his body trembled. He hurriedly climbed on the ground a few times, came to the old man's feet, hit the ground with his head, and kept saying, "Master, I know I'm wrong." Give me another chance, Master..."

"Let's drag him down and punish him according to the rules." The old man said coldly, with an unquestionable majesty in his tone.

"Master...Master..." The teenager roared and was dragged out.

Just as the teenager was about to be dragged out of the room, the old man suddenly said again, "Wait, according to the punishment of the Nangong family last time, treat them equally." After saying that, the old man waved his hand again.

"Thank you, Lord... Thank you, Lord..." The teenager shouted desperately like an amnesty.

The silence returned to the room again. In the whole space, there was only the sound of the old man tapping on the armrests. After a long time, the old man whispered, "Shadow?"

"I'm here, master." A black fog floated out and slowly came to the side of the old man.

"What's going on what I asked you to check?" The old man asked, and there was a trace of urgency in his voice.

Shadow replied respectfully, "Master, I have found out that this is the information you want." With that, a pile of information slowly floated in front of the old man, and the old man sat up straight and picked up the information in front of him.

The old man's eyes kept looking at the stack of non-thick materials repeatedly. After a long time, he put the things in his hand on the small table next to the chair and asked in a low voice, "Did you check all this yourself?"

"Yes, master, I will investigate it myself according to your instructions." There is nothing but awe in the voice of the shadow.

"Okay, I see. You can step back." The old man leaned against the chair with his eyes slightly closed, waved his hand slightly tiredly, and said slowly.

"Master..." Shadow did not leave.

"What else?" The old man looked at the shadow doubtfully.

"Well, master, when I came back, the people of the Earth Watcher Council seemed to find Jing Chen. I don't know..." Shadow did not go on. He knew that the old man could understand what he meant, and he guessed that the old man had always did not like.

"Earth Watcher Council?" The old man repeated the shadow's words as if talking to himself, his eyes condensed, and he said in a low voice, "I know. You go down."

"Yes, master." The black fog churned slightly and disappeared into the room in an instant.

Seeing that the shadow had receded, the old man slowly stood up and paced back and forth in the room. He seemed to be thinking about something, with a deep wrinkle on his locked eyebrows.

When the silver light dissipated, Jing Chen found that he had come to a green sea. All he could see was full of vibrant plants. The endless forest was full of all kinds of low-level monsters. Most of these monsters did not have any attack power, and they were relatively cute. On the mainland, this kind of beasts have no attack power, and some cute warcrafts are also rare. They are all the pet of noble ladies. This is a real profitable business, but after years of capture, the outside world rarely sees this kind of warcraft, but there are this kind of warcraft everywhere. They play and chase A harmonious and peaceful scene.

"Surprised?" Ayat walked slowly behind Jing Chen and asked with a slight smile.

"Indeed, it is rare to see this kind of warcraft in the outside world. I didn't expect that there were so many here." Jing Chen's tone was full of emotion. Although he did not know whether it was necessary for these monsters to exist in nature, he felt that human beings should not kill these cute little guys.

"When interests become the only desire for human beings to pursue, anything that should not and cannot become extremely **." Ayat's eyes looked at the front helplessly and sighed.

After listening to the words of the silver-winged dragon lord, although Jing Chen wanted to refute, he had a feeling that there was no way to start. Indeed, many people not only ignored morality and laws for the benefit, but also directly ignored the laws of the country. When he was a child, he often heard that Wucheng killed prisoners. Those prisoners, without exception, smuggle or smuggle black steel. This kind of strategic material, which is abundant in the Kingdom of Gama, takes away a large number of people's lives every year, but smugglers are still flocking.