Online games: Infinite Devouring, Crazy Attribute Stacking at the Beginning

Chapter 318

While Lin Feng was waiting.

Outside the Futu Palace, a huge steampunk-style spaceship slowly stopped.

There were many escort ships around the huge spaceship.

On each ship, a flag with a golden hammer pattern was hung.

Even in a vacuum environment, it still moved without wind.

"That's... Oh my God! This is the Galaxy Saint Ship that only the royal family of the Wanjie Shenzhu Gate is qualified to ride!"

"It is said that this kind of ship itself has the level of a heavenly artifact, with its own space law ability. It not only has a speed that exceeds the space engine, but its offense and defense are equivalent to the top transcendents!"

"Hiss... I didn't expect that I could see such a divine artifact in my lifetime. It's worth my trip all the way here."

"I heard that the princes of the Wanjie Shenzhu Gate are all dragons among men. If I can marry them, even if I become a concubine, I am willing."

"Don't dream, with your kind of stuff, you still want to marry a prince? Isn't this a toad wanting to eat swan meat?"

"Tsk, you're not much better. Even if you're a dog for others, they won't want you."

...

The arrival of the fleet immediately caused a lot of discussion.

Many people were startled and came out to watch.

At the gate of the Futu Palace, the people of the Four Alliance even came out in full force and prepared to welcome them.

Among them, two guards had puzzled faces.

"Didn't the Ninth Prince just go in? Who is this prince?"

However, while they were puzzled, the people of the Four-way Alliance had already greeted him and shouted in unison.

"All the people of the Four-way Alliance, congratulations to the Ninth Prince for his arrival!"

As the hatch opened, a group of people walked down.

The leader was slightly fat and not very tall, but he was wearing a golden robe embroidered with python patterns, a crown on his head, and cloud boots on his feet, looking noble and extraordinary.

However, there was a hint of vulgarity in his eyebrows, which was incompatible with his temperament, giving people a huge gap.

If Lin Feng was here, he would definitely recognize him. This is Wang Yong.

"Hello, Ninth Prince."

The people of the Four-way Alliance bowed and shouted in unison.

Seeing this scene, Wang Yong scratched his head in embarrassment and shouted, "No need to be polite."

The people of the Four-way Alliance stood up.

Except for the Four Alliances, most of the other onlookers were puzzled.

"Who is this? There are only eight princes in the Shenzhu Sect. Why don't I remember any Ninth Prince? Or a wretched little fat man?"

"You are really ignorant. I just came from the imperial capital. This is not a little fat man. This is a genius with extraordinary forging talent!"

"It is said that he is the only one who can inherit the old emperor's forging heritage in tens of thousands of years. He was adopted as an adopted son by the old emperor and became the Ninth Prince."

"Don't look at him as an adopted son, but his status is no lower than the other eight princes. Even in the royal family, his status can be compared with the third prince who is the regent."

"Hiss... So scary?"

"I heard that before his talent was discovered, he was still an apprentice to others. Now he has ascended to heaven in one step. It's really enviable."

"Wow, why the hell don't I have such good luck?"

...

The crowd was talking.

At this time, a sword light flew out from the guards of the Wanjie Shenzhu Gate and stopped above the crowd of onlookers.

The sword light dissipated, and a short-haired middle-aged man with sharp eyes and sword eyebrows shouted:

"Why don't you bow?"

Everyone looked at each other.

They are not from the Wanjie Shenzhu Gate, why should they bow?

Of course, no one dared to say such words.

Seeing this, Wang Yong was shocked and shouted:

"Sword slave! Come back!"

The short-haired middle-aged man turned into a sword light again, returned to Wang Yong, squinted his eyes and said:

"Your Highness, these people are disrespectful to Your Highness, they should be killed!"

"Kill your head!"

Wang Yong rolled his eyes and said unhappily: "Don't make me hate you, okay?"

"This is not the imperial capital, there are not so many rules."

"Yes!" The short-haired middle-aged man, that is, the sword slave, nodded in response, and then stood silently behind Wang Yong without saying anything more.

"Ahem, everyone."

Wang Yong cleared his throat, came to the sky above everyone, and said loudly: "This prince has issued a missing person notice, facing the entire universe."

As he spoke, a beam of light shot out from the huge ship behind him, forming a portrait and simple information in the void. The portrait was exactly Lin Feng's original appearance.

"This person is my friend. Anyone who provides me with information about him can get a bounty. Help me find him and I will directly reward him with 100 million universe coins."

"I hope you will spread it widely and ask your relatives and friends to find him together. This prince will be very grateful."

SaidHe bowed to everyone, not caring about his image at all.

This action made many people look at him with new eyes.

"His friend is actually from the dust."

"I didn't expect that the Ninth Prince is still a man of temperament. Even if he has become rich, he still remembers his old friends. It is really admirable."

Many people took out the star map and recorded the information.

The cosmic currency is only secondary. The most important thing is to be able to establish a relationship with the royal family of the Wanjie Shenzhumen. This cannot be measured by money.

At the same time.

From the deck of the huge ship, another group of people flew out.

This group of people are dressed in bright clothes, all women.

The leader, wearing a green long skirt, swaying gently like the quiet lake under the night sky, with a high bun and emerald green jade hairpins dotted in between.

Wearing a gauze mask on her face, her eyebrows and eyes are like paintings, the color is finely drawn, and there are stars in her eyes, looking around.

Standing behind her is Ye Wanqing.

Someone said beside him, "Uncle Ye, this Senior Lin doesn't seem to be that Senior Lin."

"Yes, didn't His Highness the Ninth Prince say that? He and Senior Lin knew each other when they were mortals."

"It's normal to have the same name, but how do you explain that they look the same?"

"Shut up!"

The veiled woman called Uncle Ye shouted coldly.

Everyone shrank their heads and dared not say anything more.

At this time, Wang Yong shouted in the distance.

"Senior Ye, let's go in too."

"Yes, His Highness the Ninth Prince." The veiled woman nodded.

...

Inside the Futu Palace.