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1372: The appointed time.

1372: The agreed time.

"This is your business." Li Lanfeng replied without sympathy.

"I know, I will prepare the supplies, but I have to go back to the Soul Realm." Xia Qingyi frowned. To use so many supplies, he must get the emperor's approval. But without a good reason, he probably won't be able to convince him. Emperor Xia Qingyi is a little worried, this matter is not easy to solve.

"We contacted Lord Gen of the Thirteen Lords. Lord Gen's request depends on this cooperation. This is the other party's condition. If cooperation is reached, Lord Gen will agree to allow people from the Soul Realm to enter his territory for development. "Li Lanfeng said the reason Ling Lan thought of for him.

Xia Qingyi's eyes lit up: "This is a good reason." This promise is actually very empty. If people from other places dare to talk like this, the Emperor of the Soul Realm will definitely sneer at him and not even want to give him a blank look. But the disorder zone... has always been This is the biggest regret in the emperor's heart. This promise is like the arsenic and honey. He knows it is poisonous, but he would rather die than try it once.

"I wish you good luck." Li Lanfeng waved to Xia Qingyi, indicating that the conversation between them was over and he could leave.

Xia Qingyi was very depressed. In other words, this seemed to be his territory. It was a pity that the man in front of him didn't have the slightest sense of being a guest. He did this kind of thing of occupying the magpie's nest. He was very confident and had no shame at all.

With almost no stop, Xia Qingyi rushed back to the Soul Realm and reported the matter to the Emperor of the Soul Realm. Li Lanfeng could only be patient and wait for the good news from Xia Qingyi.

Time passed very quickly, and in a blink of an eye, it was the time agreed between Ling Lan and the Thirteenth Lord.

Ling Lan held Xiaobai in her arms and sat on an ice chair in the main hall of the Colorful Palace, her expression calm and composed, as if she didn't even know that the time had come.

Ji Ming, who was standing below, couldn't hide the worry in his heart and couldn't help but look up at Ling Lan.

Ling Lan seemed not to notice, still stroking Xiaobai's soft fur in her arms in an orderly manner.

For some reason, Ji Ming felt a lot calmer. It seemed that there would really be no problem.

Yu Shangfei was a little surprised. When did Ji Ming protect the Lord Gen like this? When he knew that Ji Ming's plan failed and he and the three leaders almost died together, he stayed outside and did not dare to come back. He was afraid that Master Gen would know that he was a member of Ji Ming's group and would conduct a thorough investigation. Although Yu Shangfei knew it well and Master Gen might have known about it, he still chose to be an ostrich with his head buried in the ground. As long as Master Gen didn't look for him, he would Just hide and pretend you don't know anything.

At this moment, the domain law energy suddenly fluctuated violently in the hall.

Ling Lan raised her head and flicked her right sleeve. Ji Ming and Yu Shangfei felt that their vision went dark. The next second, they were standing behind Lord Gen, with a faint layer of domain law energy blocking their way.

And where they were standing, five people had already appeared. They were the five people who had agreed with Lord Gen two months ago.

The golden-haired and blue-eyed Holy Lord said: "The agreed time has come. May I ask, where are the supplies you promised?"

Ling Lan did not raise her head, still calmly stroking Xiaobai's soft fur, and just replied lightly: "It's not the last time specified, Holy Lord, you are too anxious."

A sharp look quickly flashed in the Holy Lord's eyes, and at this time the Shock Lord on the side laughed: "My little friend is right, the time has not come yet, why don't we ask you for a few cups of tea, just in time to wait for your little friend together News. You know, we, the two masters of Qian and Kun, are very interested in the things we promised to our little friends. We can’t let them down, right?”

Ling Lan raised her head, glanced at Master Zhen with a half-smile, and understood everything. She said slowly: "Since the five masters are so interested, of course I, as the master here, will warmly welcome them."

After that, she changed her voice and said to Ji Ming: "Ji Ming, ask someone to serve tea."

"Yes, Master Gen." Ji Ming respectfully accepted the order and left the hall in a flash.

Soon, tea was brought up by Ji Ming. The main hall was occupied by six emperor-level venerables. Ordinary attendants simply did not have the ability to step into it. Even Ji Ming and Shang Fei, under the pressure of the six emperor-level auras, had the guts to do so. They felt like they were about to suffocate. However, they were still smart enough to hide behind Ling Lan. Ling Lan's domain rules blocked a lot of pressure for them, allowing them to avoid the possibility of being forced to their knees and making a fool of themselves.

The six of them just drank tea in silence, Ling Lan remained silent, and the other five masters had no intention of talking to Ling Lan. Perhaps, they were just waiting for the agreed time to arrive, and then decided whether to kill or not.

Finally, time ruthlessly reached the agreed deadline.

The Holy Lord sneered: "It's already the first day of the third month, and we still haven't seen the supplies...According to the regulations, you must pay the price for killing Lord Gen."

Ling Lan smiled: "So... you want to take action?"

Ji Ming and Yu Shangfei reflexively jumped away from Ling Lan. This move seemed to draw a clear line between him and Ling Lan.

The Holy Lord looked at them with satisfaction: "Very good, we will deal with the mistakes you made as appropriate."

There was a hint of joy on Yu Shangfei's face, while Ji Ming lowered his head respectfully. No one saw the complicated look in his eyes, which seemed to contain a trace of hesitation.

"Haha, look, even if you are allowed to be Gen Lord for two months, you are still alone." The Holy Lord mocked.

"Really?" Ling Lan asked with a smile.

At this time, Ling Lan and Xiao Bai have already communicated well. If the five masters attack at the same time, they will use their mental power to attack together, causing them to temporarily lose that moment of slowness, making it easier for Ling Lan to escape.

Ling Lan is not arrogant enough to think that she can compete with five emperors. If she cannot escape immediately and is successfully intercepted by the five masters, she will definitely die.

Seeing Ling Lan in this state and acting like there is nothing you can do to me, the Holy Lord's murderous intention became even stronger. As the Lord who can control the life and death of Discord, he hates the appearance of a person like Ling Lan who is not under his control. , from the beginning, his opinion was to obliterate. Unfortunately, the other masters were deeply moved by the materials mentioned by Ling Lan and the bright future he drew, so they gave them two months. These two months , he has reached the limit of his patience.

"Kill!" the Holy Lord shouted angrily.

The five masters all opened their realms and hooded Linglan.

When Ling Lan saw this, she pinched Xiao Bai's round body, causing both of them to burst into spiritual power.

Ling Lan's expression changed. She pinched Xiao Bai again and choked Xiao Bai's mental roar.

"Uh!" Xiaobai tried his best to swallow back the terrible mental shock wave.

Fortunately, its stomach is in a different dimension and can throw this mental shock wave into a different space... Otherwise, the backlash from this shock alone would be enough to make it sleep for days and nights.
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