Chapter 93: The Romantic Man, the Palace Mother and the Saint Kneeling (Ch 93)

“Yes, it’s me. Get in the car.”
Song Zhong nodded slightly. Being rich and powerful without pretense is like walking in fine clothes at night.
“Wow, I never thought that a short guy like me could get close to a top-ranked councillor.”
The short man was so excited that he was a little incoherent. Song Zhong was said to be a powerful fire-type semi-forbidden spell mage, and killing the monarch was as easy as chopping melons and vegetables.
Then wouldn’t this guide’s journey be stable?
The woman wearing a black veil also looked shocked. Her beautiful deep purple eyes looked at Song Zhong carefully, as if she was thinking about something.
“This handsome boy is really a hidden talent. I wonder what his name is?”
The voice of the woman in black stockings was like a lazy peacock, and she looked at Song Zhong with great curiosity.
“Song Zhong, Song in Tang, Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing, Zhong in clock.”
Song Zhong looked at Asharuya, the big fox, and smiled slightly.
“Song Zhong, your name is a bit ambiguous~”
Asharuya’s eyes flickered, and then she stretched out her slender hands and took off her own black veil.
“Let me formally introduce myself. My Chinese name is Ye Meng’e. Ye means leaf, Meng means dream, and E means graceful. You can call me Meng’e.”
The woman in black stockings looked very serious when stating her name, as if she was afraid of making a mistake in any part.
“Parthenon accent?”
There was a hint of confirmation in Song Zhong’s tone.
“Oh, is my accent that obvious?”
The black-stockinged woman, Ye Meng’e, also known as Asharuya, raised her dark eyebrows and said with some doubt.
“I have a girlfriend who also studies at the Parthenon. I occasionally hear her when we talk on the phone.”
Song Zhong said with a smile on his face, not hiding his nature as a scumbag at the level of Poseidon.
Mo Fan, who was standing next to him, had a very unhappy face, while the short and strong man were filled with envy when they heard this.
“From this perspective, Councillor Song is really a romantic and amorous type~”
Asharuya covered her red lips with her hands and chuckled, silently putting on the black veil, with a hint of ridicule in her tone.
“As a wizard who aspires to travel around the world, I must let girls from all over the world feel my broad and reassuring chest.”
Song Zhong shrugged and said seriously.
“Then… Councillor Song might as well join the Parthenon behind me. You can choose any female students from the United States, Britain, Greece, Spain and other countries.”
Asharuya changed the subject and took the initiative to pimp… Phew, this should be considered a sugar-coated bullet.
However, Song Zhong has always been the kind of person who likes to eat the sugar coating and then shoot back the cannonball.
“Both the Temple Mother and the Saintess?”
Song Zhong looked playful as he stared at Asharuya’s pair of charming lavender eyes.
“Your Excellency, as a powerful semi-forbidden spell master, is this statement inappropriate?”
Ali, the bearded follower next to him, turned pale and stepped forward to speak.
“I am who I am, steamed bun, why don’t you support me?”
Song Zhong spoke in a firm tone. It seemed as if the men in the Parthenon had been brainwashed and were too servile.
Anyway, Song Zhong would never be like them. In front of him, only the Palace Mother and the Saint had to kneel down and grovel.
“Ali.”
The black-stockinged woman, Asharuya, glanced at the bearded man, who instantly became silent.
“I apologize to Councillor Song on behalf of my entourage. Also, this is my personal business card. Please accept it.”
Asharuya took out a light purple business card from the storage magic device, bowed slightly and handed it to Song Zhong.
“Well, it’s a small matter.”
Song Zhong accepted Asharuya’s personal business card and then said:
“Let’s go first, and we’ll talk slowly when we get to our destination.”
Asharuya and the others nodded and looked at the silver-white dragon hovering in the low sky.
Afterwards, the Blue-Eyed Sub-White Dragon lowered its body, and the group of seven people jumped onto the broad silver-scaled dragon’s back.
Under the envious gazes of the military mages and hunting mages guarding the city gate, it transformed into a stream of silver-white light and flew straight out of the ancient capital.
“Huff, huff, huff~”
The Blue-Eyes Sub-White Dragon’s flight was very stable. It soared above the sky, and the ground beneath its feet flickered like a slide.
“Councilor Song, why would a big shot like you come to the ancient capital?”
Asharuya looked around and walked over to chat with Song Zhong.
“Accompany my little brother to find another little brother. What about you, beautiful lady Ye Meng’e?”
Song Zhong raised his eyebrows and glanced at Asharuya.
In the original story, Asharuya is an intelligence dealer who comes to Gudu to find Song Zhong’s mother-in-law.
The Cardinal of Heijueting – Salan, Ye Chang.
Of course, the top-secret information that the mysterious gray-white man received from the red-clothed man was transmitted by the bee sting.
That is one of Saran’s nine most proud disciples, the stinger of the Supreme Judgment Council – Blue Bat.
Asharuya blinked her beautiful eyes, smiled faintly and charmingly, and said softly:
“There’s a fellow officer here who’s not getting along. She needs to come over and talk to her.”
As Song Zhong expected, Asharuya made a special trip to the ancient capital of China just for this matter.
While Song Zhong was chatting with Asharuya, the short man next to him raised his hand weakly and whispered:
“Um… Councillor Song, we are almost at Yangyang Village, so you can prepare your contracted beast to land.”
“Well, Bailong, prepare to land.”
Song Zhong’s mind moved, and the Blue-Eyes White Dragon roared, flapped its wings and began to land.
On the ground, there are always some fine dead energy sands everywhere in the Xianchi area, and many undead like to pick up these things.
But between the mountain streams and under the Qinling Mountains, all that caught everyone’s eyes was a pile of abandoned and messy wood. There was no village at all!
“Impossible, how could this happen?”
The strong man was stunned when he saw this. He jumped off the dragon’s back and ran madly towards the ruins.
“According to the map, this seems to be Yangyang Village.”
Mo Fan rubbed his eyes and compared it with the map.
“Yes, the map cannot be wrong.” The short man nodded frantically.
“Let’s go to the next village first.”
A silver light flashed in Song Zhong’s pupils, and a telekinesis pulled the strong man back onto the dragon’s back. Everyone nodded repeatedly.
After all, there is no blood here, maybe they just migrated.
Following the map and with the short man’s command, Song Zhong and others quickly set out for the next village.
Huacun!
The Blue-Eyed Sub-White Dragon has a huge body, and when it flies, the light blue lines on it leave long, beautiful streaks that sparkle even in broad daylight.
After a moment, the outline of Huacun came into view.
“It smells of blood.”
Song Zhong frowned, and the faces of the short man and the strong man instantly became tense.
Asharuya’s beautiful eyes narrowed as she looked at the rotten corpse on the ground that was emitting a foul odor.
The rotten corpse had a greedy look on its face. It lay on the body of an old man and cruelly gnawed his internal organs.
Then it suddenly raised its head and pounced on another young villager who was trying to drive it away.
“Telekinesis – Greedy Wolf’s Grip!”
Song Zhong glared, and with his giant silver-white telekinetic hand, he pinched the corpse’s head and crushed it into a bloody powder on the spot.
“broken!”
The giant hand of telekinesis suddenly disintegrated and turned into a shock wave that swept across, destroying all the undead within a radius of one kilometer!
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Người mua: Shiro Yuro, 03/02/2025 22:18