Wild beast war god

Sikong Jing still didn't care about this.

He and the members of the Moon Soul Group were riding on one-horned thousand-horse horses, carrying a large iron bar behind them.

The imperial guard uniform on his body looks majestic, and the beard on his face adds a bit of mature charm to him!

"Sister, where are you going, Miss Gongyang?" On the way, Sikong Jing asked the female guard of the Moon Soul Group next to her.

Hearing this, the female guard's face darkened and she said, "Who do you call eldest sister? Soul Eater, do you still think of yourself as a young man?"

Sikong Jing was stunned and smiled bitterly.

He was extremely careful in other things, but such a small detail accidentally revealed his flaws. He was actually only twenty years old, but on the surface he deliberately pretended to be old and looked about thirty years old.

He quickly laughed and said: "I'm actually not very old, Miss Gongyang..."

Before Sikong Jing finished speaking, the female guard shouted: "There are so many problems with being a guard. Your responsibility is to protect Miss Gongyang. Where you go has nothing to do with you."

After saying that, the female guard ignored him with a cold face. The Moon Soul Group did not have a good impression of him as the soul-eating master.

For example, she had done farm work in the Soul Chuan Mountains. This was a shame that could never be washed away in her lifetime.

Shrugged, Sikong Jing didn't ask any more questions...

At this time, they had entered the bustling streets, and the voices of the people of the Battle Soul Imperial City could be heard from around them.

"Look, Moon Soul Fairy Gong Yang is welcoming a thousand-horse carriage with one horn."

Suddenly, countless people became excited and shouted like star-chasers.

But suddenly, a different voice sounded: "Haven't you heard? That's what the Moon Soul Fairy is actually like. Her trip to Wanghun State was defeated miserably at the hands of a small bandit, making the people of Wanghun State miserable. "

As soon as these words came out, countless people were surprised and quickly asked what was going on.

"Hey, I heard that she was captured alive by bandits for more than half a month. You will know what happened if you think about it." The voice laughed strangely, and the faces of the people around her changed wildly.

Having been captured alive by a bandit full of evil deeds, Fairy Moon Soul might be... no longer pure.

"fart……"

Suddenly, another voice roared: "There is absolutely nothing. These are all rumors. How could Fairy Moon Soul fail? She just used some tricks... Now the bandit leader has been captured."

Following this sound, the people in the imperial capital frantically raised questions, not knowing who to listen to.

The ram in the carriage greeted him, his eyes were red and his lips were biting wildly.

Because she cared about public opinion, she deliberately listened to the people's voices and listened to all these words completely. She suddenly felt extremely uncomfortable. This will definitely become an indelible stain in her life.

She could accept losing the battle, but there were still people saying that she was no longer pure. This was too difficult for a girl.

Even if Soul Eater comes out now and says that he has never touched a hair on his head, can people believe it?

It's just that the more you apply it, the darker it gets.

Among the crowd, those who said this was a rumor were all from Grandpa, but paper could not stop the fire. There were countless people in the dynasty who wanted to dislodge Grandpa, and this would definitely become a means of attack for some people.

Aunt Mian was also in the carriage. She said bitterly: "Miss, I'm going to kill those nonsense bastards."

However, Gong Yangying bit his lip and shook his head: "Forget it, wouldn't it be more guilty if we go to war?"

After she finished speaking, she saw Sikong Jing's back through the gap in the carriage door curtain. If looks could kill, Sikong Jing would have died several times, all because of this bad guy.

But what can be done?

This bad guy is bad, but he is really no match for him in battle!

And he did not touch himself.

Thousands of single-horned carriages passed by without any major incident.

An hour later, they arrived outside a large manor full of star sculptures in the Battle Soul Imperial Capital.

As far as the eye could see from the large manor, it was the Fighting Soul Xingluo Palace.

Sikong Jing was stunned for a moment. The first place he went to in the Changye Imperial Capital was the Xingluo Palace, besides the Changye Black Ran Camp.

Now when I came to the Battle Soul Imperial Capital, it turned out to be Xingluo Palace as well.

However, his current identity is the personal guard of Fairy Moon Soul, which is completely different from the situation at that time.

"Hahaha……"

Just at this time, a long laugh came from the front door of the Fighting Soul Xingluo Palace, and a man wearing star robes led several men and women also wearing star robes over.

The leading man said softly: "Welcome Fairy Moon Soul to my Battle Soul Xingluo Palace."

Although Gong Yangying doesn't like others calling her Moon Soul Fairy, others like to call her that, which is really helpless.

She was used to it, and opened the door curtain without any rebuttal and stepped out of the carriage. She still wore the red veil on her face, and said with a smile on her face: "Chief War Spirit Star Luo Palace, Mr. Dou Youchuan, we haven't seen each other for half a year. Bar?"

The voice was soft and faint, and it didn't look like he had been severely shocked.

"Yes, the last time we met was at the Imperial Court Banquet, and Fairy Moon Soul is already ranked 30th on the Dongyuan Thousand Tyrants List, and I have just touched the list. I am really ashamed."

Dou Youchuan sighed, as if he was really ashamed.

But in fact, he held his head high, because being able to enter the Dongyuan Thousand Tyrants Ranking was very impressive.

You know, there is still neither the Changye Sacred Dragon Palace nor the Changye Xingluo Palace, not counting that Sikong Jing has been expelled.

And as the chief of the Battle Spirit Star Luo Palace, he successfully reached the Dongyuan Thousand Tyrants Ranking.

Just when Dou Youchuan was about to wait for Gongyang Ying's praise, Gongyang Ying asked blankly: "I am ranked 30th on the Thousand Tyrants List?"

"Uh... don't you know yet?"

"In the new Dongyuan Thousand Tyrants Ranking, Fairy Moon Soul is already number 30."

Dou Youchuan was obviously surprised that Gongyang Ying didn't know about it. After all, they were paying attention to it every month and tried their best to get into it.

At the same time, Sikong Jing's eyes flashed.

Nearly a month has passed since the time at Yingyue Tower, and the new list has come out again.

Where is my sister Sikong Ling, and where am I?

"I really don't know."

How can Gongyang Ying be in the mood to pay attention to these recently?

And she felt it was a bit ironic, no matter how powerful the martial arts was, he was still beaten to pieces by the soul-falling thief.

Suddenly, she thought of something and said, "Mr. Dou, congratulations on your entering the Dongyuan Thousand Tyrants Ranking."

As the granddaughter of Gongyang Guoshi, Gongyang Ying is still very experienced in speaking in situations.

"Hahaha……"

Dou Youchuan finally received the praise from Fairy Moon Soul. He couldn't help laughing happily, and then he held it back and said: "There are only more than 900 people. They are not worth mentioning. They are not worth mentioning."

Having said that, he was very proud of himself, even though he didn't have the extravagant hope of being able to attract the male sheep.

But being admired by a beautiful fairy must be a very comfortable thing.

"More than 900 people are really not worth mentioning."

Suddenly, a cold, mocking laugh came from the distance, directly facing Dou Youchuan as a basin of cold water.

When the voice fell, the faces of the people in the surrounding War Soul Star Luo Palace darkened, and they saw several demonic dragons striding behind the one-horned thousand-line carriage, with many men and women sitting on the demonic dragons' backs.

There are old people, there are young people... You don't need to look too much to know that these are the people from the Fighting Spirit Holy Dragon Palace.