Chapter 157: Drag

Deep mountains... ancient temples.

Lan Xin's eyes, which were originally as smart as water and full of tenderness, are now full of boundless chills. They stared at more than a dozen warriors standing outside the ancient temple not far away, holding the 'lightning bottle' tightly in their hands. She clearly realized that among these more than a dozen martial artists, any martial artist's cultivation was higher than her!

As for the leading white-haired old man, it is even more horrible. Lan Xin can't see through the old man's cultivation at all, and can't even guess where the old man's bottom line is! In the face of the white-haired old man, Lan Xin always has a feeling of facing Zhan Feng. She is completely looking at the flowers in the fog and can't see through the reality.

However, the feeling given to her by Zhan Feng is completely different from that given to her by the white-haired old man.

The breath emanating from the white-haired old man is an innate sense of dignity and majesty; while the breath emanating from Zhan Feng is a natural breath, a kind of breath that makes people can't help but want to get close to him, and a breath that makes people feel very comfortable.

In contrast, Lan Xin prefers the natural atmosphere emitted by Zhan Feng.

The noble breath emanating from the white-haired old man made Lan Xin feel a little uneasy. That kind of noble breath is not available to everyone, and most of the people with that noble breath are members of the royal family!

As the lady of Shenglan Chamber of Commerce, one of the three largest chambers of commerce in the Tiannan Empire, Lan Xin has had a lot of contact with two other chambers of commerce, and has met many people of all kinds, and naturally she has also come into contact with the royal family.

Therefore, Lan Xin can be sure that this white-haired old man must be a member of the royal family!

And it is a direct member of the royal family!

Because although the royal family members she had contacted before also exuded a noble breath, the noble breath was not pure, mixed with the merchant's breath. And the noble breath of the white-haired old man in front of her is very pure!

Only the direct members of the royal family will have such a pure noble atmosphere.

Lan Xin has never seen an emperor, so she can't guess the real identity of the old man. If Lan Xin has seen the emperor, then she must be able to guess that the white-haired old man in front of her is the last emperor of the Tiannan Empire!

And the breath emanating from the white-haired old man is actually not a noble breath, but a real imperial spirit!

Similarly, while Lan Xin guessed the origin of the white-haired old man, the white-haired old man and his party were also observing Lan Xin. Lan Xin's beauty brightened their eyes, but there was no desire in their look.

The white-haired elderly stood on the stone steps ten feet away from the ancient temple. It was not that they did not want to continue to move forward, but that they could not continue to move forward at all.

There seems to be an invisible air wall ahead, preventing them from moving forward.

The middle-aged man in Jinjia was very angry when he saw that he could not come forward, but he did not show it.

With just an air wall, he can block all their people. Such a person must be a powerful role, and he can definitely not deal with it.

He knows this, but he still has it.

"Your Majesty, what should I do now?" The middle-aged man had no choice but to ask the white-haired old man. After all, the white-haired old man is the master, and everything must be done according to his old man's wishes.

The white-haired middle-aged man didn't say anything and lowered his head as if he were asleep. However, if someone can see his face, he will find that the old man's eyebrows are locked at this moment, and his eyebrows are almost twisted together!

Obviously, the invisible 'air wall' in front of him also puzzled him.

Suddenly, the white-haired old man suddenly raised his head, and his eyes, which had been slightly narrowed, suddenly opened, and two golden lights burst out of his eyes. In an instant, the old man's eyes turned golden and cold.

Such a strange phenomenon surprised Lan Xin, who has been paying attention to the white-haired elderly and others! How can people's eyes turn golden yellow?

I was extremely shocked in my mind, but I secretly swore that I must not let them disturb Brother Zhan, and I must not...

Immediately, he tightened the 'thunder bottle' in his hand.

After a while, the golden light in the white-haired old man's eyes slowly converged, but his eyebrows were still locked and he fell into meditation.

It's not that the white-haired old man didn't see anything. In fact, he saw everything.

The white-haired old man not only saw the air wall that blocked their way, but also saw the composition of the air wall, but it was one thing to see, but another thing to break it!

And this is what the white-haired old man is encountering now. Although he saw the composition of the air wall clearly, he also found that the air wall did not have any flaws. At least, he could not see any flaws! Therefore, for him, there is no other way but to break through with brute force. At least, he can't think of any other way to break through this gas wall.

Thinking of this, the old man's heart is also very depressed.

However, it is by no means easy to break this gas wall.

After thinking about it, the old man still gave up the idea of breaking the air wall with brute force. Similarly, he also thought that the person who arranged the air wall must be a peerless master. If he forcibly breaks the air wall now, who knows when the master who arranged this air wall will appear?

In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, the old man decided to soften it.

Immediately, he smiled and said to Lan Xin, "Little girl, do you know how to continue to move forward?"

Unexpectedly, Lan Xin smiled disdainfully in her heart when she saw the old man with a smiling look: Smiling tiger!

If the old man knew that he had such an impression in Lan Xin's eyes, he might be angry.

Lan Xin didn't want to say anything to this smiling tiger, but she suddenly remembered that Zhan Feng had said and delayed them... She immediately changed her mind and asked curiously, "Old man, how did you come to this deep mountain forest? Don't you know that there are many beasts in this deep mountain? It's very dangerous. You'd better go home."

The white-haired old man and his party suddenly became angry and speechless.

This little woman must have done it on purpose!

The white-haired old man coughed awkwardly and still smiled: "Don't worry, little girl, we are all martial arts practitioners. We are not afraid of those beasts. How can you be here as a girl?"

Lan Xin suddenly became dumb and suddenly flashed and said, "I don't know. As soon as I woke up, I found myself here... Where is this place?"

The white-haired old man and others are sweating. Anyone can see that Lan Xin is talking nonsense... The anger in their hearts!

"Okay, little girl, I won't talk to you anymore." The old man waved his hand and then asked seriously, "We came here to eliminate the witch who killed everywhere a few days ago..."

Before the old man finished his words, he was interrupted by Lan Xin and only heard Lan Xin say, "Old man, since you have said so, I won't hide it. The witch has escaped."

"What? Escape, where did you escape to?" The white-haired old man was shocked and quickly asked.