Myriad Realms Summoning System

Meng'er, great, you're all right!

Qiu Yimeng woke up, and Zhen Yuer, who had been frightened all the time, finally breathed a sigh of relief. She hugged Qiu Yimeng and cried with joy.

Qiu Yimeng blinked her cute big eyes, and then pointed at Xiao Chen with her little finger: You...

Perhaps it was because he had just woken up, Qiu Yimeng's little head was still blank.

Xiao Chen looked at her and teased: My little palace maid, I saved you, why don't you thank me?

One sentence made Qiu Yimeng's face flush red. She remembered that she had said that she was going to be Xiao Chen's palace maid, but he soon realized that something was wrong.

Although this palace is luxurious, it is not the palace of the Tianpeng Kingdom that I am familiar with.

She suddenly broke away from Zhen Yu'er's arms, looked at Xiao Chen and asked angrily, Where is this place?

Xiao Chen was stunned for a moment, because he saw hatred in Qiu Yimeng's eyes, he said with a serious face: This is Dazhou's palace, Tianpeng Kingdom and your father emperor have completely disappeared, disappeared in my hands .

what……

Dream...

Qiu Yimeng screamed and rushed towards Xiao Chen, not even Zhen Yuer had time to stop her.

Although Qiu Tongbai almost killed her, in the heart of this little girl Qiu Yimeng, that was always her father, so she hated Xiao Chen.

Snapped!

However, how could Xiao Chen let this little girl succeed? He grabbed Qiu Yimeng into his arms and slapped her on the ass.

Children can't get used to it.

In fact, Xiao Chen is also very helpless. Anyway, brother saved your life, so you plan to repay brother like this.

His Majesty……

Zhen Yuer was a little worried, worried that Xiao Chen would anger Qiu Yimeng because of this.

Xiao Chen gave her a reassuring look, he was not someone who would kill someone casually, not to mention that the other party was a little girl of a few years old.

However, the stingy Xiao Chen rubbed Qiu Yimeng's hair fiercely, and the angry little girl screamed and looked at Xiao Chen even more angry.

Xiao Chen is too lazy to care about her, even if her talent has undergone a great change, it will probably take a while to seek revenge for Xiao Chen's subjugation of the country and the family.

Besides, she couldn't possibly have the chance to take revenge, even Ye Fenghuang, the mountain in front of her, could never cross in her life.

First of all, the two are about the same age, Qiu Yimeng is still an ordinary person with no cultivation, and Ye Fenghuang is already a detached existence in the martial arts realm.

Secondly, the Yufeng Xueluan bloodline inherited by Qiu Yimeng was also vastly different from the ancient Tianfeng bloodline flowing in Ye Fenghuang. One was the royal bloodline of the Phoenix family, and the other was the ordinary Phoenix bloodline.

In the end, the purity of the transplanted blood is often lower, and it cannot be compared with Ye Fenghuang's native blood.

Therefore, it is impossible for Qiu Yimeng to surpass Ye Fenghuang in this life, and naturally it is impossible to seek revenge against Xiao Chen, otherwise Ye Fenghuang will teach her to be a human being.

Okay, educate this girl well!

Xiao Chen threw Qiu Yimeng to Zhen Yuer, and this kind of patriotic education was handed over to her.

Qiu Yi Meng had tears in her eyes, struggling desperately in Zhen Yu'er's arms, making Zhen Yu'er very helpless.

Xiao Chen glanced at Qiu Yimeng and said, If you want to take revenge, practice hard, don't let down the heaven-defying talent that I have given you, I will wait for you to take revenge.

After speaking, he stepped out of the palace.

Looking at Xiao Chen's back, Qiu Yi Meng finally calmed down and lowered her head silently.

Hello, my name is Ye Fenghuang!

At this moment, a crisp voice sounded in Qiu Yimeng's ears, and then a beautiful smiling face appeared in her eyes.

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Are you sure you can promote it on a large scale? After walking out of the palace, Xiao Chen asked Mei Die.

Meidie said: Even Qiu Yimeng can be transplanted successfully, not to mention other healthy warriors.

Xiao Chen nodded and said, It's up to you to decide, but at least you have to ensure that the success rate is above 90%. I don't want my soldiers to make unnecessary sacrifices.

Mei Die smiled and said, Don't worry, I have a bottom line.

To say that Qiu Yimeng was rescued the biggest gain, that is the maturity of blood transplantation technology.

With the joint efforts of Da Siming, Sun Simiao and Mei Die, they successfully transplanted Yufeng Xueluan's bloodline to Qiu Yimeng, which means that they can start a large-scale bloodline transplant in the future.

Even a weak little girl can be transplanted, and those carefully selected warriors have a higher success rate of transplanting rare blood vessels.

It can be foreseen that in the near future, there will be a powerful bloodline army in Dazhou.

This legion has an amazing talent that will make warriors across the continent terrified.

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Who are the four? Why did you come to my Great Zhou Palace?

In front of the gate of the palace, Yan Lu looked at the four people in front of him and asked in a deep voice.

Few things can shock Yan Lu, but today is an exception. Three of the four people in front of him are King Wu.

What's even more terrifying is that two of the three Martial Kings have breaths that he can't even see clearly.

Now that Zhang Han is not in the imperial city, the strongest person in the imperial city is Tian Yan, the perfect king of Wu. If these four are enemies, I don't know if Tian Yan can stop them.

These four people were the Sweeping Monk, Song Yuanqiao, Jiao Mu, and Su Xinghe who came to take refuge in Xiao Chen.

Amitabha, the poor monk asks to see His Majesty the Emperor!

The sweeping monk folded his hands together, and there was no trace of hostility all over his body, which also made Yan Lu feel relieved.

Then he seriously looked at the floor sweeper. There are quite a few monks in this world, but they are not very strong in martial arts. It was the first time he saw the unfathomable monk in front of him.

I don't know what the Master's name is, why did you come to see His Majesty? Yan Lu asked.

The sweeping monk smiled peacefully and said, The old monk has no name or surname, but he is a monk from a wandering side. I heard that His Majesty is a Ming monarch of a generation, so I came here to see you, and I hope that the gentleman will report on his behalf. The poor monk is very grateful.

Although he said so, how dare Yan Lu dare to let them into the palace easily.

A few...

Mr. Yan Lu!

Just when Yan Lu was about to say no, Xiao Chen's voice came over.

He turned his head and saw Xiao Chen walking towards this side with the Six Swordsmen.

I'll see your Majesty!

Seeing Xiao Chen approaching, the sweeping monk and his party of four actually bowed to Xiao Chen in unison.

It's Xiao Chen's honor to be able to come to my big week!

Xiao Chen looked at the withered floor sweeper, keeping his posture very low. The floor sweeper's loyalty was only 50, so he had to get over it.

The sweeping monk smiled and said: Your Majesty's words are serious, the poor monk is just an ascetic monk, it is the luck of the old monk to be valued by His Majesty.

Xiao Chen nodded, and set his eyes on Song Yuanqiao, who was beside the floor sweeper. He was indeed a modest gentleman, and his temperament did not let Yan Lu.

As for Su Xinghe, he looked like an old man begging on the street, but Xiao Chen knew that he was a capable person and could not be ignored.

As for the Jiaomu monk, it was automatically ignored.