When the Regent Princess kneeled, all the children in Beijing broke their knees.

"Sir." Several people bowed.

They were also a little curious, as the gentleman rarely left his own cabin unless something big happened.

The gentleman said nothing. He had always had a loving expression on his face, but now he was very serious.

His eyes were scrutinizing and doubtful, and if you looked closely, you would find that he was also a bit confused.

A flash of spiritual light suddenly descended from the sky, and the gentleman quickly said, "Sit cross-legged and prepare to absorb it."

"Yes" For several people, following the master's orders has become an instinct.

The spiritual power scattered outside was less than one-tenth of Jiang Yunchu's spiritual power column. She was bathed in the rich green spiritual power. Even Xiao Xuantian couldn't help it at this moment and jumped out of the ring himself.

The tiny radish figure sat cross-legged on Jiang Yunchu's knees, holding the whole radish with a pious look.

Time passed day by day, and the two days originally given to her to rest passed quietly.

On the third day, those people who were sitting cross-legged outside finally woke up one by one and came out of their cultivation state. Looking at the wooden house which was still shrouded in huge spiritual power, they showed envious eyes.

"What kind of talent does she have? What kind of spiritual power does she have? Why is the scattered spiritual power so strong?" Lao Liu shook the folding fan in his hand, looking thoughtful.

The second oldest with blond hair and red clothes smiled wantonly and put his arm directly on the shoulder of the sixth oldest. "Put away your inappropriate thoughts. No matter what kind of spiritual body Little Thirteen is, we are all family members."

Lao Liu looked at his second sister who was threatening him and sighed helplessly, "My sister, am I that kind of person?"

The second brother looked into his eyes and nodded affirmatively, "Yes."

……

Lao Liu smiled helplessly, "It's been hundreds of years, and you still don't believe me?"

"In this place, the edges and corners have long been smoothed out. Everything in the past has become a thing of the past. I am just curious."

As for the others, they offended the temple and were thrown into the Lost Land.

As for Lao Liu, he got in on his own.

He was a famous demon in Zhongzhou, and a soul-devouring demon who specialized in devouring the essence of other people's spiritual power. In the end, he was surrounded and suppressed by the major families led by the Temple and fell to the Lost Lands.

Don't be fooled by his gentle and refined scholar appearance. He is also the most dangerous person. He is both good and evil, and his whole body exudes a bit of evil.

"I don't believe a word you say." The second brother snorted coldly, then stood up and looked into the dark distance.

"Today is another day of chaos between day and night. Friends, it's time for us to get to work." She drew out her sword and walked away.

The others followed closely. Lao Liu looked at the tightly closed wooden door and licked his lips. What exactly is Xiao Shisan's spiritual power?

No one knows how much self-control he used to restrain himself from pouncing on her.

The smell of that spiritual power, with a hint of original power, had a fatal attraction to him.

More importantly, he sensed a familiar breath.

"Pity……"

As soon as he finished speaking, he had already walked away.

The gentleman was like a wooden sculpture, guarding Jiang Yunchu's door. Several sunrises and sunsets passed in a blur, and time seemed so vague in this place.

at last……

One person and one pet, absorbed all the spiritual power from the advanced feedback.

"It feels so comfortable!" Jiang Yunchu stretched lazily, and every joint in his body made a crisp sound, as if welcoming something.

"Well, Xiao Yunchu, I'm going to advance. These days, I will sleep in the ring."

"Well, I'm so sleepy. I can't hold on any longer."

"You have to protect yourself and don't let your life end. I can't save you when I'm asleep."

"you……"

Before he could finish his words, Xiao Xuantian had already started snoring. A white radish, with leaves on top, revealed some hint of green.

Jiang Yunchu stretched out his finger and poked his tender white belly. It was not hard as he had imagined, but rather very soft. The poking left a hole on the tender white belly. When he lifted his hand, the hole quickly returned to its original shape.

She teleported the little guy into the ring, to its original position, and only then did she sense someone guarding outside.

While she was absorbing spiritual energy, she remained vigilant outside, always knowing that there was someone outside the door of the wooden house, as if he was guarding her.

Jiang Yunchu opened the door, and the wood carving of the old man seemed to finally wake up.

"Come with me." The old man didn't say any extra words and looked at Jiang Yunchu solemnly.

Jiang Yunchu scratched his hair and followed the old man.

When she left, the wooden door closed automatically without any wind, sensing the owner's departure.

"Who are you? What's your relationship with the Jiang family?"

They were still in the study room. The old man did not hesitate at all. When he looked at Jiang Yunchu, his eyes were as sharp as a sword.

Jiang Yunchu looked at him and narrowed his eyes slightly, thinking of the aura of Mu Rui that he released when he was promoted.

Could it be...

"Jiang Yunchu is the daughter of Jiang Zeyang, the current young master of the Jiang family." Jiang Yunchu did not hide anything this time.

Mu Rui's breath, when she released it, she also felt the breath of the same kind.

Ginger, wood core.

Two elements, no need to guess anything.

"Jiang Zeyang?" Jiang Wu thought carefully, then shook his head helplessly, "I have been trapped in the Lost Land for too long. In my memory, there is no such name."

Jiang Yunchu raised his eyebrows, "How old are you?"

"I am the third generation of the Jiang family. I am almost ten thousand years old, right? I have forgotten my exact age." Jiang Wu tried hard to recall, but it seemed that all his previous memories had become blurred.

Ten thousand years...

Then you really don't know who Jiang Zeyang is.

"Can you let me see your Mu Rui?" Jiang Wu looked at Jiang Yunchu hopefully.

Jiang Yunchu nodded, and a plant slowly appeared in the palm of his hand, emitting a bright green light.

"That's it. That's it."

Jiang Wu looked at the wood core, feeling the powerful aura, and his eyes became moist.

Thousands of years...

He arrived at the Lost Land and was about to forget everything that happened before.

"Direct descendant." Jiang Wu felt the rich scent and the flavor of the original spirit, the scent of wood core that only the direct descendants of the Jiang family could possess.

"Okay, okay. After so many years, I can still see the descendants of the Jiang family. Even if I die, I can rest in peace." Jiang Wu closed his eyes, and a wood core appeared in the palm of his hand.

However, the wood core in Jiang Wu's palm was almost growing into a towering forest, and a bright silver light appeared on the body of the wood core.

"Okay, you go back."

Jiang Wu suddenly took back the wood core in his palm, looked at Jiang Yunchu's expression, and returned to his previous indifference.

"Yes." Jiang Yunchu nodded, asked nothing, said nothing.

But after today, she knew one thing clearly: the gentleman in front of her would never harm her.