Seven Gods Guardian: Gun King Mission

"Sir, please rest early and take care of yourself." Qingluo nodded slightly respectfully and responded softly.

I saw her graceful figure, like a green lotus swaying in the wind. She moved lightly and slowly turned and left.

Wang Zhan looked at Qingluo's back as she walked away, his mind full of thoughts, unable to calm down for a long time.

He sighed heavily and lay back down on the large bed, but no matter how hard he tried, he could not fall asleep.

As soon as he closed his eyes, the mysterious and strange power that was spying on his dreams kept appearing in his mind.

His intuition told him that this matter was definitely not as simple as it seemed, and there seemed to be a huge conspiracy behind it.

At this time, Qingluo, who had already left the room for some distance, was not really far away.

She quietly restrained her breath and carefully hid in a dark corner.

In fact, Qingluo already knew the source and purpose of that prying power.

All this is due to the powerful power contained in Wang Zhan, and her father and grandfather have been trying to uncover this secret.

However, Qingluo knew very well that once Wang Zhan discovered what they were doing, the entire elf race would probably face a catastrophe. The strength of the Emperor Zhan was not simple. After all, he was one of the seven guardian gods of the human race.

That's why she couldn't wait to show up and try to stop Wang Zhan from discovering the truth.

At this moment, Qingluo's heart was as nervous as if she was drawing water from fifteen buckets - up and down, and she was very uneasy.

She knew very well that the truth would eventually come out.

Just as she was worried, suddenly, an irresistible and powerful force surged like a tide, instantly wrapping her tightly in it.

Before Qingluo could react, she felt a flash before her eyes and found herself being taken to another place.

When she looked carefully, she found that the person who attacked her was her father Qingxuan.

"Luo'er, did you say something to the Emperor of War just now?" Qingxuan's face instantly became extremely gloomy. His eyes, which were already as sharp as swords, were now flashing with cold light, locking directly on Qingluo in front of him, as if he could see through all the secrets deep in her heart.

His voice was low and stern, with a tone of questioning that left no room for doubt.

Qingluo was startled by her father's sudden question. She shook her head frantically and explained, "Father, you misunderstood. I really didn't tell the War Emperor anything! But...but I'm worried that the truth will eventually come to light, and he'll find out the truth sooner or later."

Hearing his daughter's words, Qing Xuan couldn't help but frown and snorted coldly, "Hmph, if he really finds out, the worst that can happen is that our elves will fight him to the death. What's so scary about that? Can we just let him bully us?"

Upon hearing this, Qingluo was immediately filled with anxiety. She hurried forward and anxiously advised, "Father, you must not underestimate this Lord War Emperor. His strength is unfathomable, far beyond our imagination. Although we are not lacking in experts within our clan, if we really confront him head-on, I am afraid the end result will be mutual destruction and heavy casualties!"

After hearing what his daughter said, Qingxuan was silent for a long time.

He naturally understood the serious consequences that would follow if this war broke out, but as the head of a clan, how could he easily bow his head and show weakness to the enemy?

After a long while, he slowly opened his mouth and asked, "Then, in your opinion, how should this matter be handled? Can we just keep it a secret forever?"

Qingluo bit her lip lightly, thought for a moment, and then replied, "For now, it seems that we have no choice but to keep this secret hidden for the time being. However, I will try to get closer to the War Emperor, stay close to him, wait for the right opportunity, and try to find the right time to completely dispel his doubts."

At this moment, a deep and slightly vicissitudes of life voice came from the distance: "Luo'er is absolutely right."

Before he finished speaking, an old man with a slightly hunched figure but a dignified face slowly walked out from the shadows. This man was Qingluo's grandfather, Qingming.

Qing Ming gently stroked his graying beard as he spoke with a deep gaze, "This War Emperor is not only exceptional in martial arts, but also in strategy. With our current strength, a head-on confrontation would be like an egg against a rock. Therefore, we must not act rashly. Luo'er, return immediately and closely monitor the War Emperor's every word and action. Remember to be extremely cautious and never let him know of your whereabouts, lest we alert him."

Upon hearing this, Qingluo responded respectfully, then her delicate body shook slightly and she disappeared like a ghost in an instant.

Qingxuan looked at the direction where Qingluo left, frowning, and said with a worried look on his face: "Dad, is this arrangement really feasible? What if..."

Before he could finish his words, Qing Ming interrupted him with a wave of his hand.

Qing Ming sighed deeply and said helplessly, "At this point, we can only act according to circumstances and take things one step at a time. I hope the War Emperor hasn't noticed our plan yet, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous!"

After saying that, he and Qingxuan looked at each other, and they both turned into two dazzling streams of light at the same time, and disappeared in this quiet space in an instant.

As for the bustling room below, it returned to silence, as if nothing had happened.

Wang Zhan was lying on the bed, thinking to himself what had just happened.

However, since he had not felt that strange prying power for a long time, he was exhausted both physically and mentally and soon fell into a deep sleep.

Wang Zhan slept very soundly, as if he had entered a peaceful and beautiful world.

When he slowly opened his eyes, he felt relaxed and refreshed all over, and an unprecedented sense of ease came over him.

"Wow! This feels so great. It seems like my strength has recovered a lot." Wang Zhan muttered to himself while feeling the powerful force surging in his body.

He gently clenched his fists, and a powerful force instantly spread out, making him smile with satisfaction: "At this rate, it won't be long before I'll be fully recovered. I think I've recovered about 70% by now."

Wang Zhan got out of bed and quickly put on his clothes.

Pushing open the door, the bright sunshine fell on him, warm and soft.

At this moment, the sky is already bright, and the breeze is blowing gently, bringing a hint of coolness, making people feel very comfortable.

Wang Zhan took a deep breath of the fresh air, then stretched his body comfortably, fully enjoying this rare leisure time.

He no longer wanted to spend any more time thinking about the strange forces that had tried to spy on his dreams.

After all, such a beautiful morning is not to be missed.

"Well, the air here is so fresh and pleasant, and it contains abundant spiritual energy." Wang Zhan exclaimed sincerely.

Just then, a sound of light footsteps was heard. It turned out that Qingluo was walking towards this side.

She smiled and said softly, "Sir, you are up now. Let me take you to have breakfast."

Wang Zhan nodded and followed Qingluo to the restaurant.

Along the way, Qingluo seemed calm and composed, but she was actually extremely nervous inside, and was always vigilant not to reveal her true identity.

When they arrived at the restaurant, they saw the table filled with delicious food. Wang Zhan's mouth was watering at the sight. He didn't care about anything and started eating. In a short time, he had finished most of the food on the table.

"It tastes good. I have to say that the food you elves cook is really good." Wang Zhan said to Qingluo with a smile.