Chapter 389： Inky Gold (1/2)
Han Tianyu is the powerhouse of the three-tier feather fairyland—the golden glaze realm. He actually ranked only two hundred and ninety-seven?
”What about Chen Ran, Master Burning Man!”
”He, one hundred and one!”
Ai Qing didn't care: ”We don't even think about that list in this life. Almost half of the top 100 are disciples of Xuankong Mountain, and this list is ranked according to young warriors under the age of 100. Martial artists over a hundred years old are not counted!”
”That's it!”
Mu Yun nodded again.
It seems that he still underestimated the three thousand small worlds after these ten thousand years!
”Our young pavilion master is not on the list yet!” Ai Qing said in a low voice, ”but don't underestimate the young pavilion owner. Although he is not on the list, the young pavilion owner is a genius. He just disdains to show her strength. Her strength, being in the top 100 on the list, is not a problem!”
The top 100 is not a problem, Bao Ling'er is at least a powerhouse in the fourth and fifth levels of Yuxian Realm.
”Ai Qing, what are you doing?”
”Hey, Master in charge, it's okay, I'm guarding the warehouse!”
”Well, hand in that Mu Yun, the lady wants to see him!”
”okay.”
Ai Qing turned around and looked at Mu Yun and said, ”Quickly prepare, the Young Pavilion Master is ready to see you, don't lose your mind!”
”Ok!”
For more than half a month, Mu Yun didn't look as skinny as he was at the beginning, and it looked terrifying.
But the figure is still thin, and it looks less sharp.
On the contrary, there is a little more elegant and weak breath.
As Na Ai Qing came to the top floor, at this moment, people stood on the deck, and some servants took out the spiritual material that could not be left for too long to dry, so as to absorb some sun breath.
On the deck, there is a luxurious atmosphere everywhere, and many young men and women are talking with some powerful warriors.
With a simple glance, Mu Yun found that there were at least a dozen Feather Wonderland powerhouses, and a few of them were terrifying, similar to that of Chen Ran.
”Young Pavilion Master, I brought it!”
Ai Qing bowed slightly and respectfully said to a young woman under a giant white umbrella.
”Ok!”
At this moment, the woman was wearing a white gauze skirt, her skin was snowy, and her slender legs could be seen from the slit hem of the skirt.
The lazy posture of lying on the recliner made people feel like a fire, and the flattery multiplied.
At this moment, the woman suddenly turned around, her eyes fell on Mu Yun's body, revealing a slight smile.
Two small dimples, white face, no powder, look down the neck, it is also very impressive.
She is indeed a delicate beauty!
It is hard to imagine that such a beautiful woman would be the young master of Tianbao Pavilion, looking more like the sister next door.
Just such a beautiful sister is indeed rare.
”Your name is Mu Yun?”
”Yes!”
”Oh? Can you tell me, why are you in the coffin?”
Bao Ling'er looked at Mu Yun with a pair of winking eyes, as if out of water, making people fascinated.
It’s just that she was surprised that the warriors who came and went on the deck couldn’t help but look at her more of them, but this person stood in front of her, like a machine, and didn’t even go to her. He glanced at him.
But, how did she know that Mu Yun locked her in as early as the moment she walked out of the bilge, and she had watched it a long time ago!
”I was regarded as dead, buried in a coffin and thrown into the sea, but unfortunately I didn't die, and I managed to survive!”
Mu Yun said sternly: ”As for why I was buried in the coffin, sorry, Miss Bao, this is my own business, it is not convenient to say.”
Seeing Mu Yun's serious expression, Bao Ling'er kept thinking about it.
The coffin was made of glass of tens of thousands of years, and the young man who could use such treasures of heaven and earth as a coffin must be from an extraordinary force.
Indeed, she did not want to cause trouble to Tianbao Pavilion.
”However, there may be one thing I can show you!”
Bao Ling'er suddenly smiled, looking at Mu Yun, a booklet appeared in her hand.
The pamphlet was shining gold all over, and on the surface was written three characters-Destiny List!
Seeing the pamphlet, Mu Yun took it, opened it, and saw the person at the top of the list—Gu Feiyang!
Gu Feiyang, number one on the fate list
Immediately after Gu Feiyang, he was ranked second on the Destiny List, named Bai Jue!
And the third ranking of the fate list is a young man named Zhu Yahui.
These three people represent the most powerful genius children in the entire three thousand small world.
”I don't know what Miss Bao intends to do to show me the Destiny Board?”
”Look carefully. The 297th place was originally Han Tianyu from the Nine Han Temple, but Han Tianyu is said to have died. Now the young man on the ranking list is a fellow named Mu Yun!”
Bao Ling'er smiled softly and said: ”Mu Yun, I remember you told Ai Qing that you are also called Mu Yun, right? Moreover, that Mu Yun disappeared in Tianxuan Mountain. It is said that before disappearing, he jumped into a mouthful. In the coffin?”
”There are many people with the same name and surname in the world. As for jumping into the coffin, he jumped in by himself. I was stuffed in. Miss Bai would not think that I would be this Muyun?”
”How not?”
Bao Ling'er smiled and said, ”That Muyun is in the three-turns-in-one state, you...seem to be too?”
”Wrong! I am not!”