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Chapter 1588: Back to the city(1/2)

"Master..."

After a while, Qianlong walked to Wu Ming, and was so confused that he didn't know what he wanted to say.

Looking at Qianlong's somewhat entangled look at the corner of Wu Ming's mouth, a faint smile flashed across his mouth, and then he stretched out his hand to gently pat Qianlong's arm.

"Go back to the city!"

After a domineering speech, Wu Ming turned around and walked out behind him.

Listening to Wu Ming's words, Qianlong was slightly stunned, and then looked at Wu Ming with a sudden look.

At this moment, Qianlong's heart was very complicated, as if he hadn't figured out something, and the five flavors were complicated.

After standing there for a long time, Qianlong sighed softly, then turned around and followed Wu Ming's figure.

When Wu Ming and Qianlong appeared in Shenlong Villa again, their clothes were already broken.

If you don't look carefully, you will think that the two are deserters from the Heavenly Palace.

"Open the door!"

Looking at the many soldiers guarding the city gate, Qianlong couldn't help but shout in a very loud tone.

Listening to Qianlong's words, the general guarding the city widened his eyes and looked at Wu Ming and Qianlong carefully.

"Master...Master?"

After a surprised look, the general guarding the city shouted loudly to the soldiers around him in a very excited tone: "Hurry! Open the city gate!"

After a loud shout, the soldiers slowly opened the city gate.

Walking towards the city gate, the soldiers and generals of Shenlong Villa gathered towards Qianlong and Wu Ming one after another.

"Master!"

When they arrived in front of everyone, the soldiers and generals couldn't help but say to Wu Ming in unison.

Hearing the sound, Wu Ming nodded gently, signaled to the crowd, and then walked into the city.

Qianlong, who was standing beside him, still felt a little tired at this moment. He looked around the soldiers and generals around him and walked straight to the city.

"Qianlong, let Demon Slayer and White Blade come to the hall." On the way, Wu Ming said to the Qianlong in a calm tone.

Listening to Wu Ming's words, Qianlong was slightly stunned, and then responded to Wu Ming: "I'll go now."

After the words were finished, Qianlong turned around and walked out to the other side.

Wu Ming walked into the hall and looked at the familiar scene, and couldn't help but feel a little in his heart.

After looking at the scene in front of him that had been replied to the original state, Wu Ming did not walk up to the high seat, but sat down at the stone table below.

At this moment, Wu Ming can still clearly portray these scenes that happened before.

This time, it was something that Wu Ming couldn't forget.

After all, I have never encountered such an opponent with such a powerful spell in the past few years.

Even when he was fighting with these patriarchs again, Wu Ming was not as passive as such.

Thinking of this, Wu Ming slowly closed his eyes, and the previous scenes appeared in Wu Ming's mind one after another.

General's Mansion.

When Qianlong's figure walked here, a hint of distress had appeared on the faces of the soldiers guarding in front of the gate.

"Ahem!"

After a loud cough, the soldiers and generals seemed to have been electrocuted and their eyes looked at the Qianlong.

"Long... Elder..."

At this moment, everyone's words were filled with fatigue.

Listening to everyone's words, Qianlong thought about it again and again. Over the past period of time, the soldiers and generals have also worked hard for the recovery of Shenlong Villa.

Thinking of this, Qianlong smiled slightly at the people in front of him: "Save some god."

After saying this, Qianlong walked towards the main hall of the General's Mansion with a stern figure.

Listening to Qianlong's words to everyone, everyone gave a big gift to Qianlong and watched Qianlong enter the Tang Dynasty.

Walking into the lobby, the demon-killing figure lay on the high seat, closing his eyes to rest.

Looking at Qianlong's relaxed expression on his face, Qianli couldn't help but smile faintly, and then walked towards the demon-killing figure with frivolous steps.

When Qianlong's figure was about to walk to Demon Slayer soon, Demon Slayer seemed to have sensed something.

"who!"

After a loud shout, Qianlong stood up instantly, and then stabbed him in front of him with a sharp blade in his hand.

When he saw Qianlong's figure, Shimo instantly took back the blade in his hand, and then looked at Qianlong with a look of confusion.

"Qianlong?"

Demon-killing said in confusion, then stood up and came: "Are you and your lord back?"

After saying this, Shimo pulled Qianlong and sat down at the table next to him.

"When will you come back?" Shimo asked the Qianlong in a puzzled tone.

Listening to the Demon-killing words, Qianlong shook his head slightly: "It's a long story."

As Qianlong's words fell, Shi Demon discovered that Qianlong's clothes had become ruined.

"What's wrong with you?"

Having said this, Demon Slayer paused his words, and then looked at the Qianlong with a somewhat puzzled look.

"Why are you like this? Where are you? Where have you been?"

Listening to the somewhat anxious tone of Demon-killing at this moment, Qianlong sighed softly: "The Lord is in the main hall."

"Then...how did you...become like this?"

After hearing Qianlong's words, Demon Slayer asked Qianlong in a very unbelievable tone.

"Go to the main hall first, I will tell you later."

After saying this, Qianlong slowly stood up and looked around.

"Where is Baibian? Where has Brother Baibian gone?"

After Qianlong finished speaking, Shimo laughed and responded to Qianlong: "White Bian is very happy with the back mountain now and always likes to stay there."

After saying this, Qianlong nodded gently, then turned around and walked out of the door.

Looking at Qianlong leaving, a smile of joy appeared on Demon-Slaying's face.

At this moment, for Demon Slayer, as long as Qianlong and the lord can come back safely, it is the biggest wish.

"Wait for me!"

After a loud shout, Demon Slayer followed the figure of the Qianlong.

Back mountain.

Since he came here, Shiba Ren has always liked to come here to practice by himself.

Here, Bai Jie always feels like there is a strange force here, and this feeling is getting stronger and stronger.

When Qianlong and Demon-killing figures appeared in front of Bai Bian, Bai Bian was still sitting cross-legged on the ground, his eyes closed.

"Shibition..."

Just when Demon Slayer was about to shout at the white blade, Qianlong immediately stretched out his hand to block Demon Slayer's words.

However, Bai Ren had already thought that he had sensed something, and then slowly opened his eyes.

"Brother Baibing!"

Looking at Bai Jian's expression at this moment, Qianlong said to Bai Jian with a smile.

Hearing the sound, Bai Bian looked at the figures of Qianlong and Demon-killing Demon, and finally put his confused expression on Qianlong.

"You're this?"

Bai Ren said in confusion, then stood up and walked towards the two of them.

When he arrived at Qianlong, he looked at Shibian and looked at Qianlong with a puzzled look.

"Brother Bai Ren, this matter is a long story. The lord is waiting in the hall."

After saying this, Qianlong looked at the White Blade with a respectful look, as if he was waiting for the White Blade to respond to him.

In Qianlong's heart, since he saw the energy of the White Blade, he felt a deep sense of consolation towards the White Blade.

After all, it was the first time Qianlong had seen someone who could fight against many patriarchs alone.

And in the end, the White Blade actually won.

With this alone, Qianlong was enough to convince him.

But on the other hand, Wu Ming could have brought such an existence of immortals and gods to Shenlong Villa so easily.
To be continued...
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