I Have a Wolf Sword Saint System

　　 "Battle Memory·Icaro"

　　 "Mental power mastering specialization, included in the Shenxu chapter."

Langren sits in a cross-legged posture, floating above the sea of ​​consciousness, the turbulent sea, only under him, a small prototype area is strangely calm, no matter how the waves outside the circle rise and fall, enter In this area, all have lost their power.

　　 But they were not imprisoned. After leaving this area at the original flow rate downstream, they were as ups and downs as before.

　　 This small area is the realm of Langren's calmness.

　　 His mental power is already strong, and it is as light and easy to practice as pushing a boat along the water.

　　 "Compared to meditation, how about entering concentration?"

　　 Langren opened his eyes, and the calm field suddenly disappeared.

　　 He touched his chin and found that he had grown two stubbles.

　　 Just as he sighed that time flew by, suddenly a red palm stretched out from the sea under his feet, caught his ankle unexpectedly, and pulled him into the sea with a swish.

　　 Several scrolls of the system template are still floating in the air, without any reaction.

　　. . . . . .

　　 opened his eyes, Langren sat up from the sofa.

　　 He remembered that he was still in that small alley before, and after answering Amiea’s question, he fell into a coma.

　　 holding his head, the headache is already very slight, maybe it is the reason why he meditated in concentration in the sea of ​​consciousness.

On the coffee table next to 　　 are two wooden model toys, a roaring behemoth, and a crane bird with its wings spread out.

　　 "Where did Amia take me? Where did she stay temporarily?"

　　 Langren remembered that these two things had been seen in Ami Aiya's hands, so he picked up one and looked at it.

　　 The components are very detailed. Although they are wood chips, they are large and small, ranging from bones to minions.

　　 Click, the door opened.

　　 "Uncle Crane said you are awake, are you better?"

　　 "A lot better, thank you."

　　 Langren put down the model, stood up, stretched, and thanked Ami Aiya.

　　 "It's nothing, but your companion has called you several times, maybe something is looking for you."

　　 Langren hurriedly looked at the time after hearing the words, and found that it was late at night, several missed calls from Qiao Jiang, and a file sent over.

　　 "It's so late? Damn, I have to go to the training room with him."

　　 Langren hurried out, and under the guidance of Ami Aiya, after going out the back door, stepped onto his locomotive.

　　 After thanking him again, Langren hit the accelerator and rushed into the street.

　　 "Are you sure you feel right?"

　　 The tall Hesha Pingyue did not know when he stood beside Ami Aiya.

"Uncle Crane! How could it be wrong! Am I not familiar with the breath of the B-class royal family? Although his taste is a bit weird, it must be correct to have the taste of the B-class royal family." The little girl argued loudly. .

　　 Hesha Pingyue smiled and put his hand on Ami Aiya's head and rubbed it.

"That may be my problem, I really didn't find it, or it may be that he does not belong to our race, there is a probability that it is another mutant race of the original race, and about the B grade... his body is still C Level life level, it may be other people’s racial characteristics."

Hesha Pingyue had never seen a situation like Langren, so he did not dare to make a rash assertion. Moreover, now that the undercurrent is surging, many things within the royal family are hard to guess. He accidentally encountered a human who had never seen a royal atmosphere. , It is really curious.

　　 "Forget it, tomorrow is the banquet, have you chosen your clothes?"

　　 Hesha Pingyue led Ami Aiya to the house, and the door closed silently and automatically.

　　 On the other side, Langren drag racing came to the training room.

　　 "Sorry, sorry, I overslept."

　　 "I thought you...was violently killed?"

　　 Qiao Jiang thought for a while, and then came out a word.

　　 "I almost died suddenly. While doing the mission this morning, I met a B-level superpower and was taken away by Amia."

　　 Qiao Jiang looked at him: "Looking at you, did you escape?"

　　 Langren lowered his head to look at his clothes when he heard the words. The blood holes on his body were still there, and the blood stains had turned black.

　　 "Of course not, I attacked and chopped him off, and then I lost my strength and fainted."

　　 Langren took off his coat, held his Huangquan knife in his hand, and nodded.

　　 "Then don't you rest?"

　　 Qiao Jiang asked with concern.

　　 "I have a day off, and tomorrow is the banquet."

　　 In the end, he couldn't beat Langren, and the clanging of iron in the training room began.

　　. . . . . .

　　 Early in the morning, roads have been closed, and the prosecutors have been busy until more than ten in the morning.

　　 Yihong sits on the roof of a building near the ancient Thai Tiancheng, with a silver-gray suitcase beside him.

　　 "Are they all in place?"

　　 he asked.

　　 I saw that there were basically two prosecutors arranged on the tall buildings within two kilometers of the ancient Thai Tiancheng, a sniper, and an assistant. Hearing Yi Hong's inquiries from the headset, they all responded one by one.

　　 The area around Gutai Tiancheng has also been patrolled by a large number of prosecutors.

　　 This is a banquet invited by a private clan. The prosecutors are not authorized or invited, so it is not suitable to enter.

　　 So I can only maintain safety outside.

　　 But Langren and Qiao Jiang didn't care about this and went straight to the side door.

　　 "Hello, please show your ID or invitation letter."

　　 A guard with a spelling on his arm stopped them.

　　 The two simultaneously light up the code in the watch and accept the scan of the other party.

　　 The guard looked at the two documents on the virtual screen, stared at them, and then looked at both of them, holding down the headset and whispering something.

　　 "Let them in."

After 　　 got a reply, the guard quickly gave way.

　　 "Sorry, the responsibility lies."

　　 looked at two ordinary back figures, and then looked at the words displayed on the watch:

　　 "Royal Pioneer Guard·Q"

　　 "Royal Pioneer Guard·L"

　　 A few two-letter code names, nothing more.

　　 But the previous title cannot be ignored.

　　 "But isn't the royal guard already in? These two are left behind?"

　　He scratched his head.

　　 "The ambassador said that our identities have been notified to their men. To be on the safe side, I will patrol with the royal guards after the banquet starts, and you will act alone."

　　 "Completely OK."

　　 Langren said.

　　 Not long after ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Loud music was released in the lobby, Langren Qiao Jiang suddenly stood up, this was the beginning of the admission meeting.

boom.

　　 After the punches collided, the two separated.

　　 Outside the ancient Taitian city, energy vehicles stopped one after another at the gate. After the clan princes and ladies got off the car at the gate, they entered the gloriously dressed hall together.

　　 Langren stood by the balcony window on the fourth floor and looked at the sons and ladies at the door, pursing his lips lightly.

　　 He is not sure whether there will be puppets in these people, he always feels that everyone has a problem.

　　Ming Huan Zhao even dared to move the other nine clans, wouldn't these little clans move their fingers casually?

　　 As the next young man got out of the car, his pupils shrank.

　　 "Nie Guan!"

　　 He finally saw a familiar face.

　　 Once in Yuexia Manor, the beginning of the spearhead was his dispute with the settlement.

　　 "Yet."

　　 "Common saying."

　　 "Xingjun Mountain."

　　 The slightly intentional faces appeared one by one, and Langren realized that he was not as calm as he had never been before.

　　 "Hiss——whoo——"

　　 unconsciously began to use the meditation method, he barely calmed down.

　　 Langren narrowed his eyes until he saw Ming Huanzhao's figure.

　　 After getting off the car, Ming Huan Zhao did not follow people in, but waited for the last car at the door.

　　 Langren saw that car, but it was a short time, it was Ami Aiya’s car.

　　 The car door opened, and after the little girl in a gorgeous princess dress got out of the car, Ming Huan greeted her.

　　 "Dear Ms. Ami Aiya, hello, thank you very much for coming to our invitation."

　　 He knelt and stretched out his hand to the royal girl who was not as tall as his chest.