The Pinnacle of Martial Arts Cultivation

There is a series of palaces in the depths of the king's court.

In fact, it's a palace, it's not as good as a row of houses built of boulders.

And here, it is the Zhinu Palace and Da Shanyu's residence.

In a dimly lit hall, a figure was hidden under the shadow, and there was only a faint candlelight beside him.

The candlelight flickered, and the shadowed hall flickered. It was impossible to see the specific appearance of the figure, but the meaning could be inferred from the figure. This was a slightly thin man.

And this person, it is Zhinu Dadanyu, Luke.

Luke is far from the traditional image of a slave. This can be seen from his thin body, but more importantly, he is now reading!

This is something that an ordinary sun slave would never do in his entire life, but Luke actually saw it with relish.

Following his gaze, the book in his hand was just an ordinary travel note, recording some of the natural scenery of the Great Profound Kingdom.

But even so, Luke still watched with gusto, and even nodded from time to time, with a look of yearning.

The book he was looking at was obviously a manuscript, with beautiful handwriting, obviously from a woman.

And if Luke was in the room looking to the side, he could also see a lazy figure lying behind a pink curtain.

Obviously this is a woman, and she is still sleeping.

Inferring from the age, this woman is definitely not Luke's wife. After all, a woman who has given birth to so many children can't keep her figure so exquisite.

So who the identity of this woman is, nothing is known.

"Da Shan Yu, it's not good, it's not good!"

Just as Luke was reading a book with great relish, an urgent event sounded outside the hall, and then with a bang, he pushed the door open!

Seeing this situation, Luke moved for a while, slammed the table in front of him, his eyes already showing anger.

"How many times have I told you that you have to knock on the door before you enter, and after you enter the door, you have to say to the king, why can't you remember!"

There was a roar, and the violent wind that was visible to the naked eye directly blew in the door. The sun slave staggered. He immediately knelt on the ground, trembling with his head, and said tremblingly: "Kai, the great king of Qi, Daxuan, he, he It's coming!"

"what!!"

Luke's eyes flicked, and the momentum was even stronger at this moment, and even the woman behind the drapery had heard the words and got up, sitting on the bed in a daze.

"What the **** is going on, tell me quickly!"

Luke spoke quickly, and at the same time there was a touch of solemnity in his eyes. It was obvious that this incident had caught him off guard.

A piece of white cloth was put on the hands of that Zhinu, which was exactly what Chen Fan personally wrote to Da Shanyu.

Luke slowly opened the white cloth, and a line of dragons and phoenix danced, and the handwriting of the iron painted silver hook appeared in his eyes.

"Chen enters the royal court, but please ask, is it a big deal?"

Just this sentence, full of unparalleled domineering, as well as convincing courage and mind, Chen Fan's character is also vividly displayed.

And Luke kept murmuring Chen Fan's words, his face showed an incomprehensible expression.

After a long time, I just heard him say softly: "Your name is Chen Fan, right? As my eldest lady said, it is a difficult opponent!"