v4 Chapter 378： No soul?

"Qingning Cui Clan, is considered to be a great family of saints from ancient times." Yun Siyao said to Chen Luo while refining the True Phoenix Blood Lotus, distracting and doing two things, without delay.

The carriage went all the way to the west without any hassle. Originally going south from Leya, it was naturally the most convenient way to walk along the canal, but Qingning City, where the Cui family was located, was quite a distance from the canal. Chen Luo and his party wanted to find out about the Hungry Ghost Dao. Going to Qingning City was the most direct way. Naturally, they could only abandon the boat and take a car and go south by land.

Daxuan has a vast territory and was called Jiuzhou in ancient times. After Daxuan established his dynasty, the founding emperor redefined the territory and divided it into thirteen prefectures in the world. The Tianxue Mountain to the west of Yuanzhou is called Kunlun in the human race, and Sama in the barbarian, which means "heavenly god" in the barbarian language.

From the northern four states down, the most prosperous place for the human race is called the Central Plains, and from west to east, it is Lingzhou, Luozhou, and Qingzhou. Among them, the turn of Lingluo is in the world calculated by the sage, and there is the central capital of the human race for thousands of years - Zhongjing City. government.

To the east of the three states in the Central Plains are the two Eastern states, which are bordered by the north and the south. The two states are bounded by the longest river in Daxuan, the Canglan River, with Mozhou on the top and Yuezhou on the bottom, adjacent to Bihai.

The three states in the Central Plains go south and cross the Jade Belt Mountains, which lie like a long dragon, and they are the three states in the south of Daxuan. From west to east, the three states are Yuzhou, Jingzhou, and Wuzhou. Among them, Wucheng, where Chen Luo was enfeoffed, is to the east of Wuzhou, close to the blue sea.

To the west of Yuzhou is Hanzhou, the largest state in Daxuan. Because it is too big, it is also called Upper Hanzhou and Lower Hanzhou. Shanghanzhou is surrounded by thousands of miles of yellow sand in the west, and it is the only way to enter the mysticism in the Western Regions. On the edge of Lower Hanzhou is the bottomless Shen Hunyuan, which separates the land of the Great Profound Realm from the 100,000 mountains of the demon clan.

But this is only a rough division of Daxuan, each of the thirteen states is also a huge area that can support hundreds of millions of people.

Each state was divided into counties and ruled, with a total of 108 counties. Under the prefecture, there are two levels: the prefecture city and the county seat. Among them, Changle County, where Chen Luo was "born", is one of the star-like county seats in Daxuan.

However, compared to the densely populated Central Plains, the northern border is indeed less urban and desolate. Chen Luo has been walking for a long time, not to mention towns, not even a small village.

"Listen carefully!" Yun Siyao saw Chen Luo absent-mindedly looking out of the car, reached out and patted Chen Luo's head lightly, and said, "The Cui family doesn't know what their attitude is, it's always right to know more."

Chen Luo nodded obediently, Yun Siyao showed a satisfied look, and continued: "Early at the time of the people's court, the Cui family had a half-sage. Although there were intermittent, but five half-sacred one after another."

"However, since Mr. Bo Yuan's death, the Cui family has no saints' luck, and no saints have appeared for thousands of years." Yun Siyao continued, "But you must not underestimate them, whether it is their background or family learning. , the Qingning Cui clan are all at the top of the human race. For example, contemporary..."

When Yun Siyao was about to go on, Chen Luo suddenly frowned, Yun Siyao was startled, and worried: "Little Junior Brother, the true backlash is not over yet?"

Chen Luo shook his head slightly, but just now he felt that the birds in the dream flower forest were suddenly noisy, as if he wanted to reassemble the True Phoenix Bow, but he was unable to do so, so he shuttled between the flower forests, crying non-stop. Just when Chen Luo was about to fall asleep to appease Bainiao, a mastiff's voice sounded outside the car: "Master Hou, there is something ahead!"

Hearing this, Chen Luo opened the car curtain and saw a yellow light coming from the horizon in his direction, behind Huang Guang there were two black lights chasing after him. Chen Luo's eyes narrowed, and he could see where the yellow light was. It was clearly a yellow crane transformed by the Confucianism, and a fifteen or six-year-old girl was lying on top of Huang He, who was not Xia Qingchuan! Looking back again, the two black men who were chasing after them were ordinary-looking, and there was no fluctuation in the power of heaven.

Whether it is Confucianism, Taoism, Buddhism, martial arts, or even a demon, there must be fluctuations in the way of heaven when using the law. Of course, it is not a spell without breath-holding, but since it is chasing and killing in the air, it is unnecessary to use the method of restraining the breath.

"Master Hou, shouldn't it be a fake?" Mastiff Lingling said, he naturally recognized Xia Qingchuan, but now that Chen Luo's robbery is soaring to the sky, bad luck is on the horizon, and there is no guarantee that another counterfeit goods store will emerge. Step by step assassination, so reminded.

At this moment, Xia Qingchuan also saw Chen Luo and shouted, "Brother Wuhou!"

The crisp voice is in the ear, this kind of address Xia Qingchuan has only been called privately in the Rouyuan, and it is impossible for others to know. Since the identity is doubtless, there is no need to hesitate. Now Chen Luo ordered: Old Mastiff!

"Master Hou, don't worry!" Mastiff Lingling put down the whip he was driving, and his demonic power rose up, immediately turning into a red light and rushing towards Xia Qingchuan. At this time, Yun Siyao also frowned slightly, thinking that he found the strangeness of the two behind him.

"Old Mastiff, stay alive!" Yun Siyao shouted.

Mastiff Lingling, who was flying towards Xia Qingchuan, heard Yun Siyao's words, and her body was half lighter in an instant. To actually make His Highness Zhenlong call him "Old Mastiff", it's worth it in this life!

At the moment, Mastiff Lingling's blood boiled, and it directly turned into the true appearance of the third-grade dragon mastiff. It is said that this mastiff has obtained Chen Luo's Flood Dragon Essence and blood, and also obtained a lot of benefits from Yun Siyao. At this time, the stubborn disease on the body has been cured, and the cultivation base is almost entering the second rank. The demonic energy soared into the sky, and even the two men in black who were following him paused.

Xia Qingchuan grew up under the care of her elders since she was a child. She had the most discernment. When she saw the dragon mastiff in the sky, she blurted out: "Grandpa mastiff save me!" Ling flew away.

When the two men in black saw the dragon mastiff flying towards them aggressively, Xia Qingchuan suddenly accelerated and slipped away, turning his head to run without hesitation. Xia Qingchuan sensed that the chasing soldiers were planning to withdraw again, and quickly calculated the time when the mastiff was flying, so he turned his head and pointed at the two men in black who were about to run: "He Wu!"

In an instant, seven or eight slightly smaller yellow cranes appeared in front of the two men in black, entangling them. The yellow cranes are not difficult to deal with, each of them is probably the cultivation of a seventh-grade scholar, but after being entangled by this **** yellow crane for a moment, Mastiff Lingling has passed Xia Qingchuan and stretched out both hands to grab them.

The two men in black seemed to know that they were not the opponents of Mastiff Lingling, so they were so frightened that they couldn't move. Si Yao was in front of him, so he had some measure of measure, but at this moment, a strange mark appeared in the center of the brows of the two of them.

At the same time as this strange trace appeared, Xia Qingchuan, who had been standing still, changed his face and shouted, "Be careful, Grandpa Mastiff!"

As soon as the words fell, the two of them trembled violently, and then there was a rumbling sound, and at the same time, they exploded. Mastiff Lingling subconsciously protected his body with blood, and was taken a step back by the oncoming explosion, but it was not a big problem. It's just that the two people blew themselves up, their flesh and blood scattered, and the dead can't die anymore, so naturally there is no one alive to catch!

Chen Luo was wary of this scene, and while the two were shaking, Zhong Kui was already called out. As soon as the self-detonation sounded, before Chen Luo's order, Zhong Kui, who understood it, flew up, flung his wide embroidered robe, and a black black chain stretched out to the place where the two men in black exploded.

At this time, Mastiff Lingling had brought Xia Qingchuan back to the front of the carriage, turned into a human figure, and said with some frustration: "Master Hou, I didn't catch the survivor."

"It's okay!" Chen Luo opened his mouth and comforted him. Just as he was about to say something, Zhong Kui fell from the sky and landed in front of Chen Luo. His ugly face was puzzled, and he said, "My lord, those two have no souls!"

As soon as these words came out, both Chen Luo and Yun Siyao's expressions changed, and they looked at Xia Qingchuan together.

Xia Qingchuan shook his head slightly: "I don't know what happened."

"Three days ago, we left Rouyuan and went to visit the Floating Cloud Academy in Floating Cloud City."

"It was fine at first, but at night, someone in the Floating Cloud Academy suddenly changed their temperament and wanted to kill us." Speaking of which, Xia Qingchuan seemed to have thought of something bad and said, "Even the great scholar in Floating Cloud City is like that."

"The elders blocked Floating Cloud City with their family and the world, and sent us disciples out to ask for help. Who would have guessed that there would be an ambush outside, both brothers and sisters..." Xia Qingchuan burst into tears.

Chen Luo nodded slightly. At present, the largest city from Floating Cloud City is Leya City. The Rouyuan Garden has just been completed, and there are still many great scholars. Therefore, Xia Qingchuan asked Leya City for help, and happened to be met by his own group who went south.

"Brother Wuhou!" Xia Qingchuan looked at Chen Luo, she naturally knew that Chen Luo's cultivation was nothing, he was only six thousand miles away, and he was in the same league as her, but the people around him were strong.

Not to mention the beautiful elder sister who almost smashed the soft garden formation next to him, and the vicissitudes of life uncle lying in the carriage, and even the monster butler who drives the car is actually at the level of a great sage~www.novelhall.com ~Isn't this a strong aid?

On the other hand, the mastiff is an old dog, and Xia Qingchuan knew what she was thinking as soon as she opened her mouth, and quickly interjected: "Master Hou, or I will go back to Leya City to help Miss Xia with a letter, and ask Princess Pingyang to send out a great scholar to help. "

"Let's go to Qingning City in a hurry, otherwise, let the guy who assassinated you know the news first, turn around and run away, we will lose the best opportunity."

Mastiff Lingling voice transmission privately: "Master Hou, it's a troublesome thing to hear. You have a problem with your luck. If you can't be contaminated, you can't mess with it. Anyway, in the Daxuan territory, you can't turn the sky."

"Little Junior Brother!" At this moment, Lang Feixian, who had been sleeping all the time, woke up at some point, sat up, and said, "You and Junior Junior Sister continue south. I will go to Floating Cloud City to have a look."

Chen Luo looked at Lang Feixian suspiciously, not because of Lang Feixian's words, but because of Lang Feixian's tone.

Rarely serious!

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