I, Nine-star Talent, the Strongest In the World

"This Forest of Eternal Night, like a maze, I hope you don't encounter any accidents..."

Chapter 234 The Royal Court of the Spiritual Race! It was when Chen Qingyu entered the Forest of Eternal Night.

at the same time:

Somewhere in a void of emptiness:

A figure sitting on the throne, wearing a golden mask, looked down at the woman below, holding hands.

"you failed?"

"……Yes.

Zhang Yanqing lowered her head and defended:

"Then Chen Shaojun's strength is far beyond my expectations. Even if I bring the 'Linghuan Jade Mirror', I am not his opponent."

"So?"

The figure on the throne said indifferently:

"What do you want to say? Isn't it your fault that the operation failed this time?"

"Who, before the action, swore to me that he would transform Chen Shaojun into a corpse demon for my drive?"

"..."

Zhang Yanqing heard the trace of anger in his tone, and remained silent.

"forget it."

The figure on the throne shook his head and said:

"If you fail, go back and don't come out again."

"I will find someone else to take charge of the outside affairs, but it has nothing to do with you."

"etc!"

Zhang Yanqing's expression changed, and she suddenly raised her head and said:

"Holy Venerable! Please give me another chance!"

"This time, it was completely my expectation. Next time, as long as there is one more powerful person, Chen Shaojun will definitely be able to..."

"enough!"

Above the throne, came a cold scolding voice:

"I said long ago that the number of places that can come out is limited, do you think I don't want to send more people?"

"Because of your failure, I have lost a good piece."

He said, his tone became more and more serious:

"I don't kill you because you are still valuable, understand?"

"But my patience is limited, don't haggle with me!"

"The wasteland is so big, with a history of more than 100,000 years, as long as I want, I can still find a replacement for you!"

Zhang Yanqing trembled, and immediately lowered her head deeply, not daring to speak again.

"Go back."

The figure on the throne calmed down a bit and repeated this sentence:

"Because of your failure, we were exposed, and for the next period of time, we have to temporarily dormant outside."

"In addition, after returning, I also have a new task for you."

Zhang Yanqing was silent for a while, then lowered her head and said:

"I understand, Holy Venerable..."

…………

Inside the Forest of Eternal Night.

"boom!"

Chen Qingyu kept the stars escaping, and had been flying away for several hours.

He estimated that he had escaped at least a hundred thousand miles, and had already crossed the outer area of ​​the Forest of Eternal Night in a broad sense.

"Why hasn't the Spirit Race appeared yet..."

As Chen Qingyu flew away, his brows were slightly wrinkled, and there was some doubt in his heart.

According to the records, the Spiritual Race majored in the movement of wood and the way of life and vitality, and they were very sensitive to the Forest of Eternal Night.

They can find the presence of intruders from far away.

Moreover, the settlements of the Spiritual Race are also very easy to identify. They are usually extremely tall and towering giant trees that stand out from the crowd. The sun is shining down, which is very conspicuous.

But after flying for so long, he found neither the gathering place of the Spirit Race nor a single Spirit Race.

"Ok?"

At this moment, Chen Qingyu's expression changed suddenly, he seemed to sense something and stopped escaping.

"Human! Stop!"

A crisp girl's voice sounded in front of him.

Immediately after:

Accompanied by a "rustling" sound, several figures emerged from the green branches and leaves and surrounded him.

Take a closer look:

These figures have pale green skin, thin ears, slender body, handsome features, and blue-green eyes.

The clothes they were wearing did not seem to be made of silk, cotton and linen, but another special material.

And these are the standard Spirit Races.

Among the four alien races, apart from the Crystal Royal Family, the Spirit Race is the one most similar in appearance to the Human Race.

Chen Qingyu glanced at it and sensed that these spiritual tribes were all from the spiritual realm, and they should be the guards of a nearby spiritual tribe who were responsible for patrolling.

Unlike the human race, who lived together in the city after the founding of the country, the life of the spirit race is very primitive, and the main body is still a large and small tribe.

"Who are you?"

Several young and young girls from the Spiritual Race, holding divine weapons in their hands and controlling profound weapons, looked at him as if they were facing a great enemy, and the girl at the head scolded:

"Why do you want to break into the Forest of Eternal Night?"

What she said was the standard common language of the human race, and the words were eloquent and not jerky.

Chen Qingyu's face was calm, and he bowed his hands and said:

"The next Chen Qingyu is the direct descendant of the Changluo Chen Clan."

"I came here with the bloodline deed in hand to meet the Spirit King and complete an agreement between my Chen family and the Spirit Race royal court many years ago."

As soon as this statement came out:

The expressions of the several Spiritual Race teenagers and girls on the opposite side suddenly changed.

"Chang Luo Chen? Bloodline contract?"

They don't know the blood deed and the so-called agreement.

But the prestige of the Changluo Chen Clan is like thunder to them, and it is one of the most powerful holy places, the head of the ancient family.

When they heard that Chen Qingyu was the direct descendant of the Changluo Chen Clan, they didn't dare to neglect him.

"Put down your weapon first."

The Spirit Race girl at the head waved her hand, and the boys and girls beside him immediately put down their guard.

"You wait a moment..."

She said a word to Chen Qingyu, then got together with a few companions, whispered in the language of the Spiritual Race, and began to discuss.

After a moment:

"Humanity."

The Spirit Race girl at the head took a step forward and said cautiously:

"Didn't you say that you carry the blood contract with our royal court with you?"

"Take out your bloodline deed and let us see it."

"good."

Chen Qingyu nodded slightly, stretched out his hand and flipped it over, and a pale golden book appeared out of thin air.

"This is my bloodline deed."

He held up the pale golden book and showed it to the young and young girls from the Spiritual Race.

"This……"

The Spirit Race girl at the head was immediately moved.

Like the rest of her clan, she could easily sense that this bloodline deed indeed had the imprint of the royal court of the spirit clan.

This is absolutely impossible to fake.

"Humanity."

Her expression softened a little:

"We can trust you for now."

Saying that, she stretched out her hand and said:

"But you have to give us the bloodline deed before we can report it to Wang Ting for you."

"Feel sorry."

Chen Qingyu shook his head, put away the pale golden book, and said solemnly:

"This bloodline deed is of great importance, so please forgive me for not giving it to you."

Before leaving, Chen Zhengxing said to him very clearly:

This bloodline deed should match the other one in his sister's hand to start the blood exchange ceremony.

What if the bloodline deed is handed over to them, and there is an accident or is detained?

"Humanity!"

The head of the Eldar girl frowned:

"If you don't give us the bloodline deed, we have no evidence. How can we win the trust of the royal court?"

"The ancestral tree messenger of the king's court, who is in charge of every day, doesn't care about the declaration of a small tribe like ours."

Chen Qingyu heard the words and said lightly:

"No need to be so troublesome."

"You only need to report. I am the son of Chen Zhengxing and Ling Qiuxia, and the royal court of the Spirit Race will know."

Chapter 235 The Royal Court of the Spiritual Race! Next

"This……"

Hearing Chen Qingyu's words, the girl from the Spirit Clan couldn't help but hesitate for a moment.

Perhaps it was because she was shy about Chen Qingyu, but it was the identity of Changluo's direct line of Chen Clan. She finally nodded and said:

"Oh well."

"We will try to report your words to Wang Ting."

"But without the branding of the blood deed to testify, we can't guarantee that the ancestral tree messenger of the royal court will definitely notice our declaration."

When Chen Qingyu heard the words, he nodded slightly and said: