There is no room for guessing that the person inside should be the current emperor of Dongfan Kingdom, the only strong man in Dongfan Kingdom who has cultivated to the realm of transcendence, Dong Wuyu.
"Come in, you two, no need to salute."
Before he could get closer, he heard a cheerful male voice coming in from inside.
"Feng Mingye represents the Feng family and has met with Your Majesty."
Although Feng Mingye is not a minister of Dongfan Kingdom, the City of Wind still belongs to Dongfan Kingdom after all.
So basic etiquette still exists.
When Yun Yaoling saw Feng Mingye talking, he looked at the middle-aged handsome man sitting in front of him who looked very kind, and followed his example.
"Yun Yaoling has met His Majesty."
"You two don't have to be so polite.
Come and take a seat."
Dong Wuyu was a little frightened when he saw Feng Mingye.
Feng Mingye was indeed a genius.
He had just started practicing cultivation not long ago, and he was already at the fifth level of acquired cultivation.
His eyes fell on Yun Yangling who was standing next to Feng Mingye.
When he saw her face clearly, he couldn't help but feel sorry for her.
The scar on her face meant that she was such a beautiful child.
Who could be so cruel to attack such a beautiful child's face?
Such terrible scars were left on his body.
Dong Wuyu was a strong man in the realm of transcendence.
He could tell at a glance that the injuries on Yun Yaoling's face were caused by someone using a high-grade magic weapon and could not be easily healed.
"My child, I am afraid that the injury on your face will require an eighth-grade or above myogenic elixir to heal.
Come on, old man, there is not much else here.
There are still some useful medicinal materials.
My child, I will give you all these medicinal materials.
"At this moment, Lan Yao Lao, who was standing in the corner as the background, immediately ran over with a storage bag and handed it to Yun Rattle.
"Ahem, Mr.
Yao, you have taken the lead from me.
Someone brings the Holy Spirit Heart Grass to Miss Yun."
When Dong Wuyu saw Lan Yao Lao rushing out, he secretly thought that this old man was really impatient.
Didn't he say he was secretly observing in the dark?
As soon as the little girl appeared, the Yao Lao couldn't sit still and filled himself with precious medicinal materials.
The storage bag was given to the little girl, obviously to find a wife for his family.
"No, no need, thank you for your kindness, grandpa."
Yun Yaoling was startled by the sudden appearance of the old man with a white beard.
When he stepped back, Feng Mingye took his hand.
"Yes, yes.
Grandpa is very pleased when he sees you.
Grandpa can still afford to give you this little thing."
Mr.
Lan Yao finally knew why his stupid grandson had to daydream all day long.
This little girl is like this.
At such a young age, there is a faint black light looming all over his body, and he has obviously entered the stage of Xuan-level alchemist.
His level of alchemy is already higher than him.
What a talent.
It would be a great blessing if he was really abducted by his stupid grandson to be his wife.
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"Yao Lao, I will prepare the medicinal materials that Ah Yao needs.
I accept Yao Lao's kindness.
Yao Lao can keep these things."
Feng Mingye's eyes darkened as he stepped forward and stopped Lan.
Yao Lao's actions.
"Boy from the Feng family, that's right.
Treat this little girl well.
We haven't had such a talented alchemist in our alchemy clan for a long time."
Seeing Feng Mingye's actions of firmly protecting Yun Rattle by his side, and then watching this The little girl looked dependent on Feng Mingye.
Lan Yao Lao knew that his stupid grandson had no chance, so he did not continue.
He took back the storage bag and saw that the Sacred Heart Herb that Dong Wuyu had sent for had arrived.
He continued, "You can give up the old man's things, but His Majesty's things are good things, so don't give them up for free."
"It's a first-class spiritual grass," Yun Yaoling blurted out as soon as he saw a pot of blue grass emitting a faint blue light in the maid's hand.
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