Dominator System of Myriad Realms

Chapter 139 The Moon Worship
After all, Lin Tiannan is an old Jiang Hu, so he casually said some beautiful polite words.

Lin Yueru, on the other hand, heard that Zhang Chen was about to leave, and a look of disappointment flashed in her phoenix eyes.

The cheap master in front of her made her feel quite complicated.

In just half a month, she was full of admiration and respect for Zhang Chen in her heart, but she didn't know if she had other feelings.

After a sumptuous breakfast, after farewell, under the watchful eye of Lin Yueru, Zhang Chen turned around and left with Zhao Linger.

For Lin Yueru, Zhang Chen was still looking forward to it.

After all, her aptitude is there, and she carries good luck, maybe she will be able to give herself quite a surprise in a few years.

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The two of them bid farewell to Linjiabao, and after leaving the city, Zhang Chen had a thought, and the dragon-slaying sword flew up in the wind.

It's been a month since Zhao Ling'er left Fairy Spirit Island, and it's time to play what should be played, and there are some things that have to be faced.

"Ling'er, let's go directly to Nanzhao. We'll come back to play after we're done. What do you think?"

"Suzhou's scenery is not as good as Xianling Island, but the candied haws and glutinous rice cakes are delicious."

Hearing this, Zhang Chen smiled dumbly, and actually remembered the dessert.

Holding her slender waist, he jumped, and the Dragon Slaying Sword turned into a stream of light, disappearing at the end of his sight like chasing the stars and the moon.

At the same time, in the Lin Family Fort, Lin Yueru sat in the corridor in despair, wandering in her soul.

"Moonru?"

"Father."

Lin Tiannan looked at his daughter and sighed: "Zhang Chen already has a wife. With your status, you can't be a concubine. I will find a good husband for you as a father in the coming year."

"Father, let's forget about recruiting relatives. I think I am more suitable for cultivation."

After saying that, Lin Yueru got up to leave, and couldn't help but think of the Shushan Immortal Sword School that Zhang Chen mentioned at the beginning.

If I enter Shushan by myself, I may have more opportunities to see him in the future.

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Dali, Yunnan has always been famous for its beautiful scenery.

As the saying goes, the wind from Shangguan blows the flowers from Xiaguan, and the moon over Erhai Lake reflects the snow on Cangshan Mountain. These are the four famous scenery of Nanzhao Kingdom: "Wind, Flowers, Snow and Moon".

At Zhang Chen's sword-wielding speed, he walked from Suzhou to Nanzhao with stops and stops. In nearly two days, he passed through the endless mountains and the land of Nanzhao came into view.

To his disappointment, Nanzhao was not as magical as the legend said.

The more you step into it, you only feel the hot wind blowing against your face, the wind and sand cover the sky, and the air seems dry, which makes you feel stinging when you breathe.

Zhao Ling'er recalled the stories in the classics, and said in a crisp voice: "Brother Zhang Chen, it is said that Nanzhao is like this. It was caused by drought in ancient times, and the drought in the world caused the land to be dry all year round. There was no harvest, and the name was not worth living..."

"Dry?"

Zhang Chen shook his head slightly, this guy is simply a backer, and it caused all the droughts.

"Brother Zhang Chen, grandma said that mother should be in Dali City, the capital of Nanzhao Kingdom."

Looking at the desolate scene on the border of Nanzhao Kingdom, Zhang Chen nodded slightly and said, "Then let's go directly to Dali."

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As the capital of the Nanzhao Kingdom, Dali had prosperous merchants and beautiful scenery.

Walking on the official road, looking at the quaint city wall in front, engraved with two big characters of Dali.

"Ling'er, your enemy is in the capital, don't run around after entering."

"Ah."

Obediently following behind Zhang Chen, Zhao Linger naturally knew the seriousness of the matter.

At the beginning, it was because of the enemy's framing that my mother didn't know whether she was alive or not, so my grandmother took me away from home and hid on Fairy Island.

She never thought about revenge, she just wanted to find out the whereabouts of her mother.

Although Zhang Chen comforted her along the way, she also faintly felt that the chance of finding her mother was slim.

However, she still came with a glimmer of hope.

Stepping into the capital along the crowd, the capital of Dali is extremely prosperous and full of voices.

However, just after walking a street, Zhang Chen stopped suddenly.

Zhao Ling'er looked up slightly, took his sleeve robe with her jade hand, and said, "Brother Zhang Chen, what's wrong?"

Zhang Chen said indifferently: "It seems that there are sights of worshiping the moon in the entire capital, and we should have been exposed."

Hearing this, Zhao Linger's face turned pale.

Squeezing her pretty face, Zhang Chen showed a smile on his indifferent face, and said, "It's okay, the soldiers will block you, and the water will cover you with earth."

"Ah."

Zhao Linger nodded slightly, Zhang Chen's words reassured her.

Holding her hand, Zhang Chen walked straight towards the outskirts of the city, ignoring the little tail following behind.

As there were fewer and fewer people around, after half a stick of incense, they arrived at the outskirts of the capital of Dali, and several men in black robes surrounded them.

The clothes of these men were the same as the three Miao people he had killed in Shengyu Village.

Zhao Linger's eyes were vigilant, and her slender fingers brushed the Sumeru ring, and a beautiful long sword appeared in her hand.

Surrounding the two of them, the men didn't make a move, they glanced at each other and took out an object from their waists.

Red smoke filled the air as the item lifted into the air.

The signal bombs dispersed, and without saying a word, several Miao people immediately drew out the daggers at their waists and attacked the two men.

"The mayfly shakes the tree."

Zhang Chen's expression was indifferent, the dragon-slaying sword was unsheathed, and with a fierce swing of his right arm, the sword's aura was like a dragon, piercing the sky.

As the sword energy fell, the bodies of the several Miao people who had been killed froze, and they all fell to the ground with blood spurting.

Scarlet blood trickled down their necks, and they had long since died.

Seeing this, Zhao Linger's face turned slightly pale.

This was the first time she had seen Zhang Chen kill someone. Her usually gentle husband really didn't even bat an eye when he killed someone.

Just as Zhao Linger's pink lips were lightly parted, and she was about to speak, a depressive atmosphere erupted from the center of the capital.

Afterwards, a figure in a black robe appeared in the sky following the coercion.

The comer was tall and majestic, and the air around him was dense with his breath.

Zhang Chen looked up slightly, looking at the burly man in the void, wearing a black robe, with thick brows and a face with Chinese characters, and a hooked nose. The overall appearance gave people a deep feeling.

Yuanying realm monks, according to their aura, should be around the sixth level of Nascent Soul realm.

For a moment, a sneer flashed in Zhang Chen's eyes.

Nascent Soul Liuzhong also dared to pretend like this, so he was not afraid of falling from the sky.

In the entire Nanzhao Kingdom, the only person with such strength is the leader of the Moon Worship Sect, the state religion of the Nanzhao Kingdom.

Baiyue, who was originally the national teacher of Nanzhao Kingdom, wanted to become the ruler of the world because of his great ambitions. He did not hesitate to domesticate ferocious water monsters, which caused a huge change in the weather, and Nanzhao Kingdom became a vast ocean. It was Zhao Linger's mother.

Under the majestic momentum of worshiping the moon, Zhao Ling'er was so overwhelmed that she couldn't breathe.

With a wave of Zhang Chen's sleeve robe, he protected her behind him, and two different pressures confronted each other across the air.

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