The strongest brother system

Chapter 29 Departure
At the same time, at the gate of the royal family.

Wang Zhengping and Wang Yanzhi stood on both sides of the gate, wearing light yellow Taoist robes, waiting calmly for Bai Yuechen's arrival.

And behind the two of them, ten non-weak monks stood in two straight rows.

The cultivators behind Wang Zhengping were uniformly dressed in the signature purple and yellow robes of the patriarch's lineage, all of them had indifferent expressions, and a unified spirit sword was hung on their waists.

The monks behind Wang Yanzhi were uniformly dressed in the red and yellow Taoist robes of the Martial Arts Institute. Everyone looked solemn, with their long swords behind their backs, and they smelled like iron and blood.

Although the monks on both sides wore different clothes, a small white sword symbolizing the family logo was embroidered on the cuffs.

Even though it was close to the appointed time, Bai Yuechen was still nowhere to be seen, there was still no dissatisfaction on the faces of the monks of the two teams, the ones in the red and yellow robes were still serious, and the ones in the purple and yellow robes were still indifferent.

Finally, just before the appointed time, Bai Yuechen appeared.

It was still the same black and white sword box, and it was still the bright yellow silk Taoist robe representing the identity of the young master of kingship.

"I have seen the young master!"

Wang Yanzhi and Wang Zhengping saluted at the same time.

"I have seen His Royal Highness."

The monks behind him bowed their hands and saluted at the same time.

Bai Yuechen, still wearing his signature confident smile, walked between the two teams, waved his right hand casually, the light golden sword flashed, and the Wang Quan sword was unsheathed.

"Destination, Qingshuihe Wharf, let's go."

Bai Yuechen said softly.

'Clang'

Everyone unsheathed their long swords at the same time and said in unison.

"Yes! Young Master."

A burst of sword light flickered, and everyone flew into the air with their swords at the same time, disappearing in place.

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In the southeast of Zhongxing City, Qingshuihe Wharf belongs to Daomeng.

At the moment, there are three majestic large ships parked on the pier covered with morning mist. The three ships are almost identical in appearance, except that the words written on the flying flags at the bow are different, which say "King Power" , "Zhang" and "Li".

The big boat with the characters "Zhang" and "Li" is already full of people, while the boat with the characters "King Quan" has only some busy boatmen.

On the prow of the big ship with the word "Zhang" written on the flag, stood a silver-haired and long-bearded old man in white clothes and a red cloak outside. The morning wind blew his red cloak backwards and made a sound of hunting. Behind him stood a tall and yellow-robed monk with a respectful expression.

The other people standing on the same boat were all wearing the uniform yellow Taoist robes of the Daoist League, with a brown copper coin symbolizing the Zhang family tattooed on the cuffs.

Suddenly, the silver-haired old man standing at the bow glanced at the empty 'King Quan' ship next to him, frowned, and asked the tall yellow-robed monk behind him, "What time is it?"

When the yellow-robed monk heard the silver-haired old man asking himself, he looked happy, and quickly bowed his head to the silver-haired old man to salute, and replied respectfully: "Master Vulcan, there is still a quarter of an hour before Chen Shi."

'Is it only a quarter of an hour? '

The silver-haired old man frowned when he heard the words, and asked again: "Are you sure the time of departure has arrived at Wang Quan's house?"

The yellow-robed monk didn't raise his head either, and continued to reply respectfully: "Master Vulcan, this is the news that the villain personally took care of delivering it. The villain has definitely delivered it to the royal family."

After finishing speaking, the yellow-robed monk sneaked a glance at the silver-haired old man in front of him. When he found that he was still frowning deeply, his face remained unchanged, but he continued with a slight complaint: "If you want me to say that this member of the Wang Quan family is really outrageous."

The silver-haired old man' oh? With a sound, he looked at the monk who was still bowing in front of him with a little curiosity.

"How?" asked the old man.

Seeing that he had successfully aroused the other party's curiosity, the yellow-robed monk was heartbroken, raised his head slightly, and continued, "I heard that the leader of the Wang Quan family's trip to Mount Tu is actually the eight-year-old Wang Quan family. The son of the head of the family, the young master has the royal power and wealth."

Speaking of this, he suddenly patted his head and continued: "Oh, by the way, I heard that the name was changed a while ago, what is it called Wangquan Yuechen. Look, Lord Vulcan, for such an important matter, you actually sent a young Come on kid, isn’t this shameful?”

The silver-haired old man was amused when he heard it. This ordinary-looking yellow-robed monk actually dared to criticize the world-renowned royal family in front of him. Among other things, he was quite courageous.

The silver-haired old man looked at the yellow-robed monk who was still full of thoughts in front of him, smiled slightly, and said, "Go on."

The yellow-robed monk saw the silver-haired old man smile at himself, and felt even more energetic. He began, "Not to mention the rumors outside that this eight-year-old young master is extremely talented and ambitious. But since Wang Quan's family is clearly late for this behavior , it can be seen that this young master must be an extremely arrogant person with his eyes above his head."

After hearing this, the silver-haired old man laughed, patted the yellow-robed monk on the shoulder, and said, "Boy, I don't know if you knew that my lord and the Wang Quan family were not dealing with each other, so you came here to speak ill of them to please me, or if you really just wanted to please me." You are so bold, dare to criticize this world's number one demon extermination family, but you still amuse me in the end, and for this, I must reward you. Tell me, what do you want?"

The yellow-robed monk was overjoyed when he heard the words, and immediately knelt down to the silver-haired old man in front of him, and said, "The villain's name is Wang Hu. I've heard that Lord Vulcan is famous. It's a great honor for the villain to make Lord Vulcan smile. The little ones dare not extravagantly ask for rewards from the adults, but only ask the Lord Vulcan to let the villain follow the adults all the time. When the adults are in a good mood, a little guidance on the cultivation of the villain will already benefit the villain infinitely. Please Vulcan Your Excellency agrees."

The silver-haired old man laughed even more after hearing this, patted the head of the yellow-robed monk who had been bowing all the time, and said, "I like to listen to what the boy talks, so how about it, after this trip to Tushan, I will tell the people of the Zhang family Let me let you go to my Fire God Palace to be a registered disciple, how about it?"

The yellow-robed monk was even more ecstatic when he heard the words. While knelt on the ground and kowtowed, he shouted, "Thank you, Vulcan! Thank you, Vulcan!"

But the silver-haired old man who was also full of joy, the next moment, his smile was suppressed, and he left the bow with a cold snort.

The tall yellow-robed monk whose forehead was flushed from knocking suddenly felt that the adult in front of him had left, stood up dazedly holding his forehead, and wondered: "It was fine just now, so suddenly..."

The yellow-robed monk looked at the scene in front of him, stopped his words, and stayed where he was.

I saw that in the sky northwest of the pier, the original morning fog was suddenly cut by a rushing sword light all the way from a distance, tearing a long opening, showing a strange landscape, as if It split the entire sky into two halves in an instant.

The next second, a flash of sword light flashed over the pier, and Bai Yuechen and his party appeared on his family's boat, and there was another 'clang' sound, and all the spirit swords were put into their sheaths.

The yellow-robed monk was stunned for a moment, and quickly took out the chronograph to have a look.

The time is exactly Chen Shi, not more than a minute and not less than a second.

　The story of the golden-faced Vulcan begins 00. I’m so excited to see the cute Yaya again~ Everyone who reads the book votes... just move your finger lightly QAQ
　　
　
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