Wang Muyu had played his part these days and obeyed all orders; he just wanted to see Wang Ling and Lotus Sun as soon as possible. In the end, the days that he had been longing for passed by one after another, and he hadn't expected them to stand him up again in the end.
He wasn't an insensible child, and immediately knew that Wang Ling and Lotus Sun had probably run into some trouble.
When he thought of the extremely realistic dream he had a few days ago, his Rainbow Dragon Heart immediately tensed up.
The dragon clan's prophetic dreams might not be as accurate as Wang Ling's, but the chances of them hitting the mark weren't low either. He dreamed of someone stabbing Wang Ling in the back.
A white knife went in and a red knife came out, directly piercing Wang Ling's heart from behind, and then stirring in his chest in a strange spiral.
Wang Muyu had been startled awake by this nightmare, drenched in sweat. He was well aware that this was a prophecy, and that Wang Ling was about to be assassinated.
Fortunately, he had received a reply from Crispy Noodles Dao Monarch.
He knew that his father wasn't acting strangely; it was just that he might be entangled in some troublesome matter, and would need some time before he could extricate himself.
Wang Muyu breathed a sigh of relief and looked out of the window. In the huge Sun family's castle and the bedroom that was the size of several living rooms, he was the only one here. The feeling of longing and loneliness surged in his heart in an instant.
The high-tech toys and all kinds of imported snacks and drinks which Old Man Sun had meticulously prepared in the bedroom had all become tasteless at that moment.
The maids in the Sun Family's castle all had standard professional smiles. Wang Muyu could see that no matter what kind of question he asked, the other party had a standard set of words to answer, making it impossible for him to vent his anger on this group of people.
Wang Muyu rang the bell, and very quickly, a maid pushed open the door and came in. Looking steadily out the window, he asked, "When will Grandpa Sun be back?"
The maid thought for a moment, then replied patiently, "Young Master Muyu, don't worry. Old Master may or may not be on his way back. We can only find out after a few hours or even longer when the gate of the castle is pushed open … "
Wang Muyu: "…"
Sure enough, the maid's reply was the same as if she hadn't said anything.
Although he'd long since figured out the language system of this group of servants, Wang Muyu's heart was still on the verge of collapse. All he needed to know was whether or not he would be back, or when he would be back. In the end, this group of people gave him the answer of Schrodinger's cat. Even their replies were filled with philosophical thoughts.
"I'm going out." Wang Muyu sighed. He couldn't wait any longer and prepared to leave.
"Young Master Mu Yu, it is very dangerous for you to go out now. It was already so late. Why don't I just wait here obediently? If you go out … "
Just when the maid wanted to continue arguing with him, Wang Muyu interrupted her bluntly, "Okay, then I'll listen to you. I won't go out."
"That's good." The maid nodded in satisfaction and left the bedroom.
Wang Muyu knew that he wouldn't be able to leave if he applied normally, so he could only trick the maid.
Now that he knew Crispy Noodles Dao Monarch's location, his current plan was to leave a clone in the Sun family's ancient castle so that his real body could go out and meet up with Wang Ling.
In the end, just as he was about to move out, a familiar and piercingly cold aura pierced through the air outside the Sun family's ancient castle, and Wang Muyu was almost instantly on high alert.
He couldn't retract the seven colored dragon horns on his head, and under the sudden pressure, they instantly grew out from the two horns on his forehead. They glowed with prismatic colors like colored glass, and were a beautiful fluorescent color in the night, which was especially eye-catching.
"It's you …" Wang Muyu's eyes were vigilant as he stared in a certain direction outside the window.
A figure with dragon wings spread out on his back landed in the moonlight, as if he had been teleported here. The man wore familiar diamond gloves and held a black umbrella, and there was a domineering look in his eyes.
Wang Muyu hadn't expected Clear Swamp to choose this time to appear again. The matter with the Holy Race hadn't been fully resolved, and these resurrected dragon descendants had come to pick a fight again.
Wang Muyu was a little annoyed, but the main reason was that his trip had been blocked. He wanted to see Wang Ling, but had been stopped at this time.
Crossing his arms, Clear Swamp smiled coldly in the air. "Every debt has a debtor. The other people in this castle have nothing to do with me. As long as you come with me, it's fine."
"Do you still want to get beaten up?" Wang Muyu stared at Clear Swamp. "You're no match for me on your own!"
"You haven't fully matured yet. As long as that person isn't here, it's hard to say who will emerge victorious." Clear Swamp smiled.
It was only then that Wang Muyu realized with a start that this had actually been a plan from the very beginning. Clear Swamp and his group had been taking advantage of the time difference to strike while Wang Ling, Lotus Sun and the other core members of Battle Sect were in the mysterious text's world.
Their real target had been him from the very beginning; it was just that they had been quiet for a long time, which was unexpected.
It could only be said that Bai Zhe's personality had changed, and he really wasn't the Bai Zhe of the past. Such a sophisticated plan required a lot of patience.
In the past, Bai Zhe had been an impatient person who had always thought that he was invincible and would have no problem dealing with Wang Ling. In the end, every time he got anxious, he would be beaten up.
Bai Zhe, on the other hand, had continued to grow after repeated failures and had become an outstanding strategist.
This was indeed a little unexpected.
At this moment, Wang Muyu's expression became serious. He stared at Jing Ze, who was hovering in the void, and felt that the other party had become stronger than when he first saw him. It was a change that was close to being reborn.
It had not been a long time. According to the human cultivation world, it had not even been a month. Yet, it had grown to such an extent.
But Wang Muyu didn't panic. Clear Swamp had indeed become stronger, but while it looked like he had been playing around, he had actually been going through all kinds of hard training!
"It looks like you don't want to go with me, so I'll have to take you back by force."
In the next second, Clear Swamp attacked. He showed no mercy as he attacked with lightning. With a snap of his fingers, thunder surged in the sky, and tens of thousands of lightning bolts turned into a cage that enveloped Wang Muyu.
"Hmph."
Wang Muyu snorted. He opened the window and his little body directly jumped out.
In the next moment, the magnificent Rainbow Dragon Descendant behind him spread out to form an impenetrable barrier in front of him. The moment the electric cage approached, Wang Muyu directly flapped his dragon wings and smashed it to pieces.
He was a master of the Ten Thousand Dragon gene. Wang Muyu thought that Clear Swamp was indulging in fantasy if he thought that this electric cage could trap him.
But his expression didn't relax from beginning to end. Looking at Clear Swamp's calm expression, he felt that the other party had come prepared, and there might be even more unexpected things waiting for him.
What should I do? Should I look for Auntie Nuan …
That was what Wang Muyu thought at that moment.
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