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If Yan Xiaobao is alone, he will be crushed under the pressure of this man; however, he is not alone. Once a strong man appears, he and Lan Feng will turn around. These two people are now two holy name experts who confront each other. When their halos collide in mid-air, a small explosion can be heard.

"You're not bad, child," the bald man finally said when he took back his halo. As soon as he did Lan Feng, he handed over control of his body to Yan Xiaobao. The moment the two of them raised their eyebrows on the bald man's face, a clear smirk appeared on his lips.

"So young man, why don't you take me to see that beauty, Wan Qiao?" he asked, suddenly being friendly to the young man. A bright smile appeared on his face, and his attitude changed completely. Seeing the difference, Yan Xiaobao was a little uneasy, but he nodded politely and bowed to the man. "Please do this," he said politely, leading the villain to the private room of Wan Qiao.

Yan Xiaobao knew that the woman liked to spend her time in her private room rather than in the office, because Yan Xiaobao led the man straight to her room, wondering if it was a good thing. However, he was not in the mood to hit the saints he didn't know. All the drama could be handled by Wan Qiao. Her idea allowed all these saints to go to her city.

After arriving at the door, Yan Xiaobao knocked gently, shouted out, "enter", and said, obviously concentrating, which made Yan Xiaobao curious.

When he opened the door, he waited for the expert to enter first. Then he followed behind and only saw Wan Qiao reading some papers that seemed very familiar. Staring at agape, he soon found that the document she was reading was the document he had completed before he heard the sound of the guards in the courtyard.

As for how they managed to enter Wanqiao's private room, Yan Xiaobao didn't know. Seeing his documents there, he couldn't help but be surprised, and at the same time, a trembling tremble passed through his body. Did Wanqiao let him be monitored?

Wan Qiao looked at him with a bright smile, not seeming to think the work on her hands is strange, but waved her hand. The smile on her face became bigger and bigger.

"Yan Xiaobao is so amazing!" she said, with a smile on her face, and her eyes looked at him, as if he was a genius. "Who would know that you are so professional in war? You even said there are thirteen chapters. This Sun Master is very skilled! Why have I never heard of it before?" Wanas was full of excitement, and her attitude towards Yan Xiaobao changed tremendously, as if she no longer regarded him as a subject but equality.

Yan Xiaobao was not sure if he liked this newly emerging position, because he soon realized that Wanas was completely different from his expectations. She was not actually a steady and elegant woman, she had been growing up for many years, but her mind was really a young person who enjoyed life. Although she had gained a lot of wisdom over the years and was a master of cultivation, her way of thinking was very simple, and often based on her sudden thoughts.

It’s not yet Yan Xiaobao really understood that the whole idea of ​​this war might be just what she had dreamed of for a long time, but knowing that she had the ability to plan and prepare, it has always been a dream. When talking to Yan Xiaobao, she found that this young man was exactly what she lacked. Hearing what she said, Yan Xiaobao began to doubt what other Divine Yuan lords actually viewed this woman.

Judging from the few words they shared, Yan Xiaobao understood that Wanqiao had thoughts that were not suitable for other lords a long time ago, but now Yan Xiaobao unknowingly made it easier for her to express the thoughts she had thought of. How long will it take.

Realizing this, Yan Xiaobao bowed to the two lords in front of him and forgives himself when he leaves the room. When he returns to his room, he needs to consider what to do.

Just as he left the room, he could hear a thunderous slam, and then a thumping sound, which made Yan Xiaobao wince in pain, remembering the slap he received when he first visited Wanqiao. It seemed that he was not the only one who was slapped by the Queen of the God Origin. Just like Yan Xiaobao, the bald expert seemed too slow to avoid it and was flew by a slap he remembered too clearly. As for the bald expert saying he would reward him with a welcome slap, Yan Xiaobao was uncertain and he did not stay to find it out. He immediately began to strode away and walk to the room he wanted to stay until the entire expert group arrived. His job was to enter the council and explain the art of war he gave Wanqiao. Hope,

As Yan Xiaobao planned, when he heard groups of guards return to the castle, he was always focused on improving the essence of heaven and earth. Cheers rang out from the yard, and he soon heard the quick movement outside the door, because the guards were in the room they could leave behind. Many guards arrived and kept chattering. Even if Yan Xiaobao had never opened the door, he could hear the sound outside.

When he hid in his room, he managed to improve quite a bit of mental energy and his mood improved. Although he knew he was a bigger part now, his goal was to reach the level of the king so that he could leave the divine source and return to his friends. However, another reason Yan Xiaobao focused on improving his way was mainly because of An He.

Four thousand years ago, he knew that his goal had been at the top of power, and apparently he had not become weaker in the last few thousand years, and worse yet, the man seemed to have disappeared from the surface of the world. He seemed to no longer care about how the world changed, proving that he might either leave the plane or he liked to watch the little humans struggle in their daily lives.

When most foreign guards arrived, Yan Xiaobao stopped his physical training. Looking at the windows of his room, he could see the training ground, which was filled with guards of various uniforms every day. They kept fighting between each other, competing to see which guards were the strongest.

All these guards are at the King level or above, and for Yan Xiaobao, their combat risks are very high, because although he can defeat the King level experts, he has nothing to do with these new guards, and it is hard to say whether they will be lenient, they are stronger than Yan Xiaobao. Although he hopes to improve his combat strength, he is not interested, if he is injured in the last period of time. The battle on the training ground looks quite ruthless, as if they are fighting for the strongest county.

Yan Xiaobao sighed deeply, realizing that this was the first time he had not followed the training plan that Wanqiao had done for him. He decided to use this opportunity to check exactly how it affected his body.

Yan Xiaobao has long successfully defeated the Kings Team. No matter whenever he is in a human beast state, his power is far beyond his human image. His power and fog energy are equivalent to a magical beast in a king ranking, and his strength has increased to a complete level!

Whenever Yan Xiaobao is in a human state, as long as they are not very strong individuals, he can defeat the early king-level experts. His spiritual energy is very pure. It is pure because it is a pearl white energy refined by Yan Xiaobao when he was young. Although the spiritual energy is weaker than martial power, there is not much difference between the early king and his power; only with his physical strength can he overcome this gap.

Training his body was Yan Xiaobao's biggest difference. Although he did not become bulky, he did manage to increase his strength ten times. His muscles were thin and energetic. When Huiyu checked his body, the pride was obvious, and he noticed the difference in his body, and the strength flowed under his skin. After a while, a smile appeared on his face.

Just as Yan Xiaobao was about to check his internal strength, he could hear knocks on his door. The young man opened his eyes as he walked towards the door. He expected not long before he was summoned; however, only three days passed, because all the lords traveled through the Shenyuan at such a rapid pace, Yan Xiaobao was surprised. As he walked past the castle, he saw guards everywhere. It was as if the castle had become a place where troops gathered.

Yan Xiaobao was surprised to see so many experts trying to arrive at the Du as soon as possible. It has only been three days since the delegation left to call for the convening of the Forest Nation Conference. The entire upper class of Shenyuan gathered in a small castle full of cultivators.

Those who came to receive Yan Xiaobao were two guards of Wan Qiao and two one-horned eagles. Both of them looked unhappy.

When Yan Xiaobao first arrived at the castle, everyone mistakenly thought he was a holy name expert, but when he began to take part in World War II with a guard, this misunderstanding was cleared. The young man seemed to dislike Wan Qiao's guards very much. It was obvious that he was not as good as many of them; however, he still got the attention of Wan Qiao, the man they admired.

Yan Xiaobao noticed that he did not disturb the guards, but instead focused on training and improving his cultivation level.

He was a little surprised to see Yan Xiaobao not walking to Wanqiao's private club. He hoped that the woman would like to talk to him before attending a meeting containing all the senior experts of Shenyuan. He frowned and asked the guards, "Where are you taking me?"

Looking back at Yan Xiaobao, neither of the guards answered; instead, they continued to walk. Finally, Yan Xiaobao stopped and crossed his arms in front of his chest. He looked at the two guards with sour expressions on their faces, "I will not take another step until you tell me where you take me. As far as I know, you will leave me in some clean dungeons where I will never leave."

Although his words were impolite, the white young man didn't care at all after seeing the glare that the two guards had earlier.

Before one of them opened his mouth, the two guards could hear a collective sigh, "Madam tells us to pick you up." She ordered us to do it ourselves, so please pay attention to us and don't ask questions."

"This won't work," said Yan Xiaobao immediately. "Whenever I'm summoned by Wan Qiao, I'll be sent to her private club. This is obviously not her private club way, so I want to know where you are."

When Yan Xiaobao spoke, the souls on the faces of the two guards turned; however, they did not dare to be too rude to him. If he complained to Wan Qiao, it would be obvious that they would be in disaster.

"The lady is not in her private room; instead, she is in the library. I think Mr. Pan is with her," one of the guards finally sighed, "Now you know where we are going. Please pay attention and don't ask any more questions. This is not a meeting for anyone."

Yan Xiaobao became curious when he heard that he was going to enter the library and there was a lord present. At first, he wanted to ask where the library was, but after thinking for a while, he became silent. It would be better not to push his luck too far. Moreover, he did not suspect that the guards were taking him to Wanqiao. They all worshiped her, and it was impossible for these guards not to obey her orders.

Yan Xiaobao was indeed curious about who this Lord Pan was. He was probably the king of the forest, but so far, Yan Xiaobao had only seen the little Yuan man who was beaten foolishly, just like he did a few months ago. To a certain extent, he hoped that it was this man, and he had already felt a certain blood relationship with this man because he suffered the same fate.

Not long after, they all arrived at a huge wooden door made of heavy wood. Just like the door leading to the private room of Wanqiao, the center of this room was carved with a vermilion bird, with the sun and moon engraved on both sides. The same craftsmen were most likely to use carving as another door.

Standing outside the door, Yan Xiaobao was shocked and stared at the bird that almost seemed to shine on the door, while staring at his mouth.

When Yan Xiaobao was busy appreciating the carving, one of them breathed a few breaths, then knocked on the door and said loudly, "Ms. Wan 1ady, this humble servant brought Lord Yan Xiaobao. Please allow entry into this low-level one."

This voice caught Yan Xiaobao's attention, and he saw the guard in front of him from the door. The man was an expert of the late king. He was undoubtedly a person who could not be looked down upon. His power must be stronger than Yan Xiaobao, unless the white young man was to transform into a werewolf.

"Enter." The sound is as melodious and elegant as before, as if accompanied by thousands of flowers and butterflies. When a person's ears are blown gently, the sound makes people feel warm. For Yan Xiaobao, this is obviously a scam.

The woman they all admired was not as friendly as she appeared. She was not as calm as all of them expected. On the contrary, she was a strong woman with strong thoughts, but she knew very well that although she had these thoughts, she was too simple to complete the task in a safe way. Thinking of this, Yan Xiaobao's emotions towards women became increasingly chaotic. He was very grateful for all the help she gave. It turned out that her training was the most effective training he had ever experienced. However, her dreams and her desire for the future were so grand and far-fetched not only to her but also to the source of God. She obviously lacked perspective military knowledge, and all this made Yan Xiaobao think twice before doing it.

Taking this into consideration, the Chongmu door opened in front of him, nodded to the two guards, and Yan Xiaobao walked into it.

Yan Xiaobao was surprised. This was the largest library he had ever seen. It was even larger than the college in Lilo City. The bookshelf behind the bookshelf was placed in a circle. In the middle, Wan Qiao sat next to it. Next to it was a tall and thin man, a man with a nose like a beak. His eyes were sharp and his eyebrows were very long. He had a long white beard on his chin and a beautiful white silk robe.

Looking at Yan Xiaobao, the white-robed elder looked at Wanqiao in surprise. "Is this young man the one who has written the surprising works you have shown me before?" he asked, his voice full of disbelief, and his eyes almost emerged from his head.

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Chapter completed!