The genius mad concubine is arrogant and arrogant

Chapter 51 Protoss Messenger

The protoss envoy's convoy finally appeared from Qiyuan Mountain, which was covered in thick fog all year round. The snow-white dragon horse had a pair of white and huge wings, and behind it was a gilded carriage.

The eight-pointed star lamp on the carriage is decorated with long tassels, which is very beautiful.

It is said that it is a convoy, but in fact there are only ten dragon horse carriages. Dragon horses are all psychic beasts, and there is no need for someone to control the direction outside.

When the escorts outside saw the Protoss envoy, they cheered up and went forward.

This time, Prince Yunchu and the six city lords of the five major cities were the main leaders who came to pick up the envoys of the God Race, and each accompanied them with two maids and several masters.

The human race has experienced too many separations and reunions, and until now there is only one emperor ruling, but there are five city lords who are equal to the emperor.

A big reason why the five city lords did not make another king is that their territory has only one city and attached wasteland, and the terrain is extremely remote.

The emperor and the five cities have always lived in peace and harmony, and it is more appropriate for the five to be called kings than to be called city lords, and they have nothing to do with each other on weekdays.However, the visit of the Protoss has a lot to do with it, so these six forces have welcomed each other.

"Let's go." The dragon carriage passed by several people without a single pause, but a voice that was as clear as a child's voice but still majestic suddenly came out. The voice seemed to explode from the soul suddenly, which caught people off guard. .

Although several people came to receive the God Race envoy, but this envoy was as arrogant as the rumors said, and he didn't even give them a chance to speak, and Ryoma seemed to have known the destination of the trip long ago, so there was no need for anyone to receive him .

On the Qiyuan Mountain, incense is lingering in the Qiyuan Temple.

The old monk's eyes were calm, "Wu Chen, the Protoss has sent an envoy again, and it's time for you to go down the mountain to practice."

"Your honor."

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It was the first time for Wu Chen to leave Qiyuan Mountain, and his mind was still circling the words of the Master before he left, "You are the most Buddhist disciple I have ever seen, as long as you succeed in your experience, you will be shaped into a golden body." , the day of becoming a Buddha."

Wuchen passed by the protoss convoy, not too curious about the novel things around him, he was very calm, so calm that there was no wave.

Chong Luo sitting in the first compartment could see everything outside without opening the curtain, but when Wu Chen passed by the side of the compartment, he was amazed. "Hey, are all the little monks of the human race so strong? So young. It seems that it is time to go through the kalpa. If you succeed, you will be a Buddha, and if you fail, you can only reincarnate."

The others didn't hear Chong Luo's words, but Wu Chen heard the protoss' evaluation of him, but there was no wave in his eyes, neither desire nor desire.

Finally, the envoys of the Protoss finally arrived at their destination - a magnificent palace.

At the gate of the palace, the old national teacher waited with Hua Qiushuang, known as the "goddess".

The curtain of the carriage is lifted, and the whole picture of the Protoss will be exposed to everyone.

There are ten carriages, the first carriage has only one person, and each of the other nine carriages has three people.

28 people walked out, which made people hold their breath. They were all dressed in white clothes of unknown fabric, with big and long sleeves.

What's even more surprising is that they all have golden eyes that are as pure as a child's.

And the protoss envoy in the front is clearly just a seven or eight-year-old child, he also has golden pupils, but his eyes seem to be full of sharpness, making people afraid to look at him.

"Lord Chong Luo."

The 27 protoss envoys knelt down to the child-like Chong Luo, and the old national teacher knelt down together tremblingly.

(End of this chapter)