Wang Muyu had been dutiful these days, obeying all orders. All he had wanted was to see Wang Ling and Lotus Sun as soon as possible, but as the days passed, he hadnât expected to be stood up again in the end.
He wasnât an insensible child, and immediately knew that Wang Ling and Lotus Sun were probably in some kind of trouble.
Recalling his extremely realistic dream a few days ago, his seven-colored dragon heart instantly hung in the air.
The Dragon Clanâs prophetic dream might not be as accurate as Wang Lingâs, but the probability of it hitting the target wasnât low either. He dreamed of someone stabbing Wang Ling in the back.
The white knife went in, the red knife came out, and directly pierced Wang Lingâs heart from behind. Then, it spun in a strange spiral around his chest.
Wang Muyu woke up from this nightmare with sweat all over his face. He knew very well that this was a prophecy, a sign that Wang Ling was about to be assassinated.
But it was a good thing that crispy noodles dao monarch had replied to him now.
He knew that his father, Wang Ling, wasnât out of the ordinary; it was just that he might be entangled in a troublesome matter and would need some time to escape.
Wang Muyu heaved a sigh of relief and looked out the window. He was the only one in the huge sun family castle and the bedroom that was as big as a few living rooms. That feeling of longing and loneliness instantly welled up in his heart.
The high-tech toys and all sorts of imported snacks and drinks that grandfather sun had meticulously prepared in the bedroom had all become tasteless at that moment.
The maids in the Sun family castle all had standard professional smiles. Wang Muyu could also see that no matter what kind of question he asked, the other party had a standard set of words to answer, it made it impossible for people to vent their anger on this group of people.
Wang Muyu rang the bell, and soon a maid pushed the door open and entered. He stared out of the window and asked, âWhen will grandfather sun come back?â
The maid thought for a moment, she answered patiently, âYoung Master Muyu, donât be anxious. The master may be on his way back, or he may not be on his way back. Whether he will be back or not, we can only wait for a few hours or even longer. We will know when the castle door is pushed open...â
Wang Muyu:â...â
As expected, he gave the same reply as before.
Although he had already figured out the language system of this group of servants, Wang Muyuâs heart still broke down. He only needed to know when he was back, when he was not back, or when he was back. In the end, this group of people gave him an answer like a Schrodingerâs cat. Even their replies were filled with philosophical thinking. He really could not live this life anymore.
âI want to go out.âWang Muyu sighed. He could not wait any longer and was ready to leave.
âYoung Master Muyu, itâs very dangerous for you to go out now. Itâs already so late. Why Donât you wait here obediently? If you go out...â
Just as the maid was about to continue arguing with him, Wang Muyu cut her off directly. âAlright, then Iâll be obedient. I Wonât go out.â
âThatâs good.âThe maid heard him and nodded her head in satisfaction. Then, she left the bedroom.
Wang Muyu knew that he wouldnât be able to leave normally, so he had no choice but to deceive this maid.
Now that he knew crispy noodles dao monarchâs location, his current plan was to leave a clone in the Sun familyâs ancient castle so that his main body could meet up with Wang Ling.
But just as he was about to leave, a familiar and cold aura pierced through the air from outside the Sun familyâs ancient castle, and Wang Muyu was instantly on high alert.
The seven-colored dragon horn on his head could no longer be retracted. Under the sudden pressure, it instantly grew out from the two horns on his forehead. It glowed with a seven-colored colored colored glass-like illusion. It was a beautiful fluorescent color in the night sky, and it was particularly eye-catching.
âItâs you...âWang Muyuâs eyes were alert as he stared at a certain direction outside the window.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
A figure with dragon wings on his back descended under the moonlight. It seemed to have been teleported here. The man wore familiar diamond gloves and held a black umbrella. His eyes revealed a domineering look.
Wang Muyu hadnât expected that Jingze would choose to appear again at this time. He hadnât fully understood the saint clan yet, and these resurrected dragon descendants had come to cause trouble again.
This made Wang Muyu feel a little annoyed. The main reason was that his trip had been blocked, and he had wanted to go see Wang Ling, but had been stopped at this time.
Jingze crossed his arms and hovered in the air with a cold smile on his face. âThereâs a debt for every injustice. The rest of the people in this castle have nothing to do with me. As long as you come with me, itâs fine.â
âDo you still want to get beaten up?âWang Muyu stared at jingze. âJust you alone arenât a match for me!â
âYou havenât fully grown up yet. As long as that person isnât around, itâs still unknown who will win,âJingze said with a smile.
It wasnât until this moment that Wang Muyu realized that this was actually a plan that had been planned from the very beginning. Jingze and the others were just playing for time, they planned to take advantage of the fact that Wang Ling, Lotus Sun, and the other core members of the battle sect were all in the world of the mysterious text to strike.
Their real target had been him from the very beginning, but because they had been silent for a long time, it was a little unexpected.
It could only be said that Bai Zheâs personality had changed, and he really wasnât the same Bai Zhe from before. This kind of precise layout and design required extreme patience in order to succeed.
In the past, Bai Zhe was an impatient person who always thought that he was invincible in the world and wouldnât have any problems dealing with Wang Ling, but in the end, he was always beaten up whenever he was anxious to make a move.
But now, after repeated failures, Bai Zhe continued to grow and become an outstanding strategist.
This was indeed a little unexpected.
At this moment, Wang Muyuâs expression became serious. He stared at the pure pool that was hovering in the air and felt that it had become even stronger than when he had seen it earlier; it was a transformation that was akin to a complete transformation.
The time between them was not too long. According to the time conversion in the human cultivation world, it had not even been a month, yet the other party had grown to this extent.
However, Wang Muyu did not panic because of this. The pure pool had indeed become stronger. However, although he seemed to be playing around during this period of time, he had actually gone through all kinds of hard training!
âIt looks like you donât want to go with me, then I can only forcefully bring you back.â
In the next second, Jingze attacked. He showed no mercy, and his attack was endless lightning. With a snap of his fingers, thunder surged in the sky, and the tens of thousands of Thunderbolts turned into a cage that enveloped Wang Muyu.
âHMPH.â
Wang Muyu snorted. He opened the window, and his small body directly jumped out.
In the next moment, the beautiful seven-colored dragon descendant behind him opened up, forming an unbreakable barrier in front of him. The moment the electric prison closed in, it flapped its dragon wings and smashed the electric prison into pieces.
He was a master who had gathered ten thousand dragon genes. To use such an electric prison to trap him, Wang Muyu felt that Jingze was a little whimsical.
However, his expression did not relax. When he saw Jingzeâs calm expression, he felt that Jingze had come prepared. Something even more unexpected was waiting for him.
â What should I do? Should I look for Auntie Nuan..
At this moment, Wang Muyu thought of this.