the last traverser

"Huhu... It's scary, that handsome man's strength is really terrifying, if it wasn't for his space transfer ability, I definitely wouldn't be able to come back this time!" Leaning against a pillar in the lobby of the inn, Baozi touched his chest , thought with lingering fear.

"Baozi, what are you muttering about? Is something happening?" Gracefully took out a silk handkerchief from her sleeve, and Wenya wiped her mouth that was stained with food crumbs. Baozi was leaning against a pillar, with a strange expression on his face, out of concern for Baozi, Wen Ya asked.

"No, master, nothing happened at all, you have to believe me!" If you let the master know that your actions just now caused many casualties in this small town, then the master will definitely blame yourself, and you don't want Wen Ya to blame her Baozi can only lie.

"Huh? Since there is nothing else, Baozi should go to bed early! Tomorrow morning we are going to play around the town." Frowning slightly, Wen Ya knew that Baozi must be lying, but Wen Ya did not expose Baozi's lie, Wen Ya knew that Baozi He definitely wouldn't deceive himself about big things. Since Baozi lied to himself, there must be no big things happening.

"Hi, may I ask if you are Lord Sikong Jinglian?

Just when Wen Ya and Sikong Jinglian were going to go back to the room to rest, a very inappropriate voice came, causing Wen Ya and Sikong Jinglian to stop, and they turned their suspicious eyes to the gate, only to see a middle-aged man with a wretched appearance Standing at the gate, looking inside vigorously, it seems that there is something important to find someone.

"May I ask who you are?" Baozi, who was a bit guilty at first, saw someone looking for Sikong Jinglian, so he hurried forward, trying to find out why this wretched-looking middle-aged man in front of him was looking for Sikong Jinglian.

"Are you Lord Sikong?" Wiping off his cold sweat secretly, the middle-aged man had a strange expression, as if saying that Lord Sikong is a brat.

"what can I do for you?"

Just when the middle-aged man was secretly discussing, Sikong Jinglian spoke.

"It turns out that you are Lord Sikong. That's how it is. Our organization has received a mission and I will hand over this letter to you." He carefully took out a tightly sealed letter from his arms, and the middle-aged man's actions explained the importance of this letter.

Who is going to write to me?Could it be the manager?After thinking about it, Sikong Jinglian felt that only the chief executive who stayed in the royal family would do such a thing and send a letter to herself.

After receiving the letter, Sikong Jinglian opened it and looked at the contents of the letter. Sikong Jinglian frowned deeply, as if she had encountered some major event.

"Father Sikong, what's the matter? What did you write in the letter?" Unable to restrain the curiosity in his heart, Baozi blinked a few times, and asked very innocently and ignorantly.

"I have received the letter, you can go." Waving his hand, he motioned for the middle-aged man who delivered the letter to leave. Sikong Jinglian did not answer Baozi's words, but walked towards his room, as if what was mentioned in the letter It's a secret and can't be said here.

"Daddy, what important things did you say in the letter? Is it something that happened to the royal family?" Feeling faintly that this matter must not be simple, Wen Ya knew that if it was not a particularly serious matter, her father would not have appeared like this serious expression.

"Xiaoya, read it for yourself!" Handing the letter in his hand to Wen Ya, Sikong Jinglian continued to ponder, such a big thing happened, do you want to go back?If he went back, then the trip between himself and Xiaoya would be in vain, Sikong Jinglian was a little vacillating.

"Well... If this is the case, then we should go back to the royal family first! The development of this matter has exceeded our expectations!"

After pondering for a long time, Wen Ya tightly gripped the thin letter paper, feeling very heavy in her heart. Ever since she discussed with her father the last time about the conspiracy against the royal family by which force, Wen Ya knew that something was wrong. It would be that simple, but I didn't expect that there would be so much light involved behind this conspiracy. This force seems to come from other places, and it is not a person from the Fantasy Continent at all. As a time traveler, Wen Ya knows that in this universe , there are many spaces, and the aborigines in those spaces are also full of strange things. After living in the Huanyu Continent for so long, Wen Ya knows very well what kind of sweet pastry the Huanyu Continent is. Anyone in any space is crazy about it.

"Okay then! We need to move quickly, so this time, we have to trouble Baozi. His teleportation ability is pretty good." How can we forget Baozi at a critical moment?Sikong Jinglian really made the best use of everything, so the function of the steamed stuffed bun became a moving tool.

"Well, I'll go and tell Baozi about this." He glanced at Sikong Jinglian lightly, with a gentle expression on his face, as if he wasn't the one he had guessed in his heart just now.

"Then leave everything to Xiaoya!

"Button

Knocking on the door of Baozi's room, with gentle smiles in his eyes, Wen Ya slowly waited for Baozi to come to open the door.

"Master, do you have something to do with Baozi?" Rubbing his sour eyes, Baozi, who was planning to have a good night's sleep, saw his master coming, and all the sleepy bugs on his body disappeared.

"Well, Baozi, we plan to go back to the palace of Cang Yue Kingdom tomorrow, you can use the ability of space transfer to send us there!" Simply stated the purpose of her visit, Wen Ya quietly waited for Bao Zi's answer, even though Wen Ya knew Bao Zi Certainly will not reject myself.

"Master, can you tell Baozi what happened?" Baozi scratched his head, that look was so cute, so cute that even Wen Ya wanted to rub Baozi's face.

"Baozi, you don't need to ask, come with us when the time comes, won't you know what's going on?" Wen Ya obviously didn't want to make Baozi worry, so she didn't tell Baozi what happened to Baozi. Tell Baozi, and he will know what happened when the time comes.

"Oh!" Baozi replied muffledly, Baozi couldn't refute his master's words.

"Well, then Baozi should go to bed earlier!" After guessing the time, Wen Ya knew that it was already very late, seeing Baozi's sleepy look, Wen Ya didn't want to disturb Baozi's time too much.

"The master also rests early.

"Ah."

The night was already deep, and darkness enveloped the entire world. The sky in the Illusory Universe Continent was about to change...