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"Okay, I'll just wait for your words."
Seeing that Concubine Tang Ya is not the Holy Mother, Luo Yun felt happy and grieved, and smiled relievedly, "However, Cao Junhua slipped away with his seriously injured grandson, and I won't be able to find him for a while."
"Then what should I do?"
"It's okay, Zhe Xingsun said he would wait for me in the crypt. This person has a firm heart in martial arts, so he should do what he says."
"The Burrow."
Concubine Tang Yafei also heard about this thing a lot in the past two days, and her heart moved slightly, "Luo Yun, that, can you take us into the burrow too? I want to go and see."
"this¡¡"
Luo Yun hesitated for a moment.
Although the parliament stipulates that each person can bring up to seven bodyguards, he has a small Sumeru house!
Just bring a hundred masters in sneakily!
"Okay, I'll take you guys in to play then."
Luo Yun nodded and smiled.
It's nothing to expose the small Sumeru house to the three closest concubine Tang Ya, the others are fine.
This space magic weapon that can hold living things is too easy to cause pink eye disease.
"Really!"
Tang Yafei suddenly became very excited, "So I can also go to the Catacombs for adventure? Great! I heard that there are treasures everywhere!"
"It's not that exaggerated."
Luo Yun smiled mischievously.
Immediately, Tang Yafei whistled and picked up clothes in the closet, as if she was preparing to attend some important event.
"What's the matter, is there any business to discuss tonight?"
Luo Yun glanced at the woman's graceful and delicate body, only to feel seductive and comfortable.
Although Tang Yafei's appearance did not reach the level of eight parts devil and nine parts angel, but the two have lived together for a long time, and they have cultivated an indescribable kindness.
A faint ambiguity between lovers and family members.
"By the way, Luo Yun, you don't know yet, do you?"
Concubine Tang Ya suddenly remembered something, "At nine o'clock in the evening, a grand party will be held in the Great Hall of the Central Committee, and the Emperor of Japan will show up to condolences to fighters from all over the world!"
"Hurry up and change your clothes and go with me!"
Luo Yun frowned.
The emperor of Japan is here?
King King, a spiritual leader without real power, is equivalent to Queen Ying.
Many people think that the emperor of Japan is a puppet, but in fact, in the eyes of the public, the politicians in the cabinet are just wage earners, and only the emperor is the real leader of the country.
"The Japanese emperor of this generation seems to be called 'Ming Wu'?" Luo Yun thought for a while.
"That's right, it's Emperor Mingwu, let's go and have a look!"
"What catches your eyes?"
Luo Yun showed disdain, "I even meet the second lord of the Hua Kingdom whenever I want, the Emperor of Japan, what's so strange? Unless the Dark Council settles the bonus owed to me in one go, maybe I will think about it. "
"Going to practice."
After waving his hand, Luo Yun left Tang Yafei's bedroom straight away, but made the latter very angry.
"Idiot, you only know how to practice and practice, and you won't even attend an event with me!"
"snort!"
It's nine o'clock in the evening.
Yanliu Island, the central hall.
Celebrities and dignitaries gather together, capital is like clouds, and masters are like rain.
After a fierce martial arts feast, everyone relaxed and exchanged cups and made friends in the huge auditorium.
It's so lively.
Soon, a gray-haired Japanese old man, about eighty years old, entered the venue, which immediately attracted the attention of many capitalists.
Toyotomi Mingwu!
The spiritual leader of this generation of Japan!
In terms of political status, except for Qin Yong, no one in the audience can compare.
? This Ming Wu Emperor came straight to Qin Yong as soon as he entered the venue. He was kind, funny and courteous.
"Master Qin, I heard that your country of Hua has produced an incomparable genius who won the martial arts championship at the age of eighteen!"
"Well, I'm ashamed to say that our Japanese fighters rank the highest, and we haven't even entered the top eight."
A trace of self-mockery flashed across Ming Wu Emperor's old face, "Excuse me, where is that Luo Xuanyuan fighter now? I really want to see him"
"Luo Xuanyuan?"
Qin Yong pursed his lips and smiled, and found a reason to prevaricate:
"Your Excellency Mingwu, I may disappoint you. As far as I know, his injuries are not fully healed, so he should not appear tonight."
"Well, that's a shame."
Emperor Mingwu sighed and shook his head.
While the two leaders were chatting, Zhou Yi followed Qin Yong closely, scanning his surroundings sharply.
Similarly, Toyotomi Akitake, who is the emperor of Japan, also has a personal bodyguard.
It was an old man of seventy years of age, with a thin shirt, thin and thin, without a sword on his body, but a sharp sword aura surged all over his body.
This is a strong man with extremely high attainments in the way of swordsmanship!
"Sword Master, Tokugawa Ichiro."
"As expected of the emperor of Japan, there is such a veteran guardian of the gods around him"
Zhou Yi looked at the skinny old man solemnly, and felt that those old eyes were cutting his spirit like knives. He immediately understood that the strength of the sword master of the Tokugawa family was definitely not inferior to his own.
How could it be possible that the emperor of a country is not surrounded by expert guards?
At this time, Luo Yun was not still recovering from his injuries as Qin Yong said. His injuries healed yesterday.
In the past two days, he has been trying his best to comprehend a new Taoism in "Dark Primordial Spirit Collection".
"Black and white are reversed, and illusions coexist."
"The false and the real, the real and the false, the realm of the illusory"
"Flee!"
Luo Yun, who was sitting cross-legged in the bedroom, opened his eyes suddenly, and the pupils turned into gray!
The surrounding scene also fell into a gloomy world!
At this moment, Luo Yun had a strange feeling, his soul seemed to be stripped from this world, and came to a region between reality and fantasy!
"so amazing¡¡"
"This is the realm of illusion? Strip reality?"
Luo Yun looked at the scene in the bedroom, and everything turned into a gray and dark color, like a sketch line, especially unreal.
This trick of "Unreal Realm" is not a simple invisibility, but completely disappears from reality, and then uses the magic of Taoism to observe reality as a bystander!
"Finally practiced, the realm of illusion."
Luo Yun's eyes showed excitement:
"As long as I enter the realm of illusion, it's like watching a movie alone. I can see and hear others, but others will never find me!"
"Some ordinary gods without detection methods, even if I walk up to their faces, they will not be able to find me!"
"This is really a stealth magic!"
"Ha ha!"
Luo Yun laughed and stepped forward, the body of the soul directly penetrated the wall and came outside the hotel.
His whole body was floating above the night sky, overlooking within a hundred meters below, there were hardly any secrets to speak of.
He saw a big boss teaching his subordinates, a martial artist practicing in seclusion, and a handsome young CEO 'playing games' with three or four blond girls.
But the most lively place was the central hall. He felt that there were at least hundreds of people gathered there, and there were all kinds of voices, which were extremely noisy.
Just when he was about to return to his physical body¡ª¡ª
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