My System Is Three Thousand Years Early-Chapter 675 - 181: It’s Like Being Somebodys Bootlicker (Please Subscribe)_2

Chapter 675: Chapter 181: It’s Like Being Somebody’s Bootlicker (Please Subscribe)_2

Some Demon Beasts couldn’t help but conjure a thought in their hearts.

The being in front of them, appearing so weak as to explode, even worse than ants, seemed to have an extraordinary identity and status.

After exchanging looks, a crowd of Demon Beasts stepped forward, planning to help the Dragon Lord’s Envoy.

While the Demon Beasts carried the Dragon Lord’s Envoy, surrounding him and displaying a fawning expression somewhat uncharacteristic for Demon Beasts on their faces.

The Dragon Lord was also searching for the Dragon Lord’s Envoy.

But because the cultivation aura on the Dragon Lord’s Envoy was so faint,

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a being of the Dragon Lord’s level simply couldn’t sense the Dragon Lord’s Envoy’s presence.

There were just too many ants.

Even if the Dragon Lord was willing, there was no way to distinguish which one was the Dragon Lord’s Envoy among the multitude of ants.

It was for this reason that the Dragon Lord stopped searching for the Dragon Lord’s Envoy.

And the Dragon Lord’s Envoy probably never imagined that after being controlled by Cheng Guang, not only did it not die, but it had instead become an exceptional being in the eyes of the Dragon Lord.

It could even be said to have taken on the image of a mysterious and powerful being.

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Cheng Guang himself probably never thought that the Dragon Lord’s Envoy, originally just a disposable tool, would actually manage to survive after his departure.

Not only did it survive, but later it was able to shine and bring heat to him once more.

At this moment, Cheng Guang was unaware; had he known, he probably would have been moved to tears.

……

In the approaching summer noon, the sun still couldn’t be completely scorching.

A breeze blew by, still able to bring a touch of coolness.

Inside the Million Specie Garden at Duke Zhen’s Mansion.

Qing Luan carried a box of freshly made peach blossom pastries to the courtyard, seeing Ning Qianxue sitting there, propping her chin with one hand and looking dazed; she slightly pursed her lips.

She couldn’t help but start to feel anxious in her heart.

The Princely Heir had been gone for a long time.

Why hasn’t he returned yet?

Ning Qianxue’s appearance clearly showed that she was missing Cheng Guang.

And Qing Luan herself was feeling a bit of longing for Cheng Guang too.

After all, even if Cheng Guang had been away on long trips before, he would have appeared within a short time, or at least, he would have informed them before he left.

But this time.

Cheng Guang left abruptly, and whether it was Qing Luan herself, Ning Qianxue, or even Cheng Zhihai and Wu Yuemei, none of them knew about Cheng Guang’s departure.

After Cheng Guang left,

Qing Luan and Ning Qianxue didn’t see Cheng Guang’s figure for a long time, then they even asked Cheng Zhihai who was busy with an incident in Great Tang Chang’an City.

Hearing that Cheng Zhihai also didn’t know where Cheng Guang had gone,

and instead thought that Cheng Guang was still in the mansion,

Qing Luan and Ning Qianxue quickly realized that Cheng Guang had likely left and would probably not encounter any accidents.

However,

they didn’t know where the Town-Nation Duke’s Heir had gone.

Ever since Cheng Guang left, the whole Duke Zhen’s Mansion, the entire Million Specie Garden, had become much quieter.

Qing Luan, holding the peach blossom pastries, walked behind Ning Qianxue.

Ning Qianxue heard Qing Luan’s movements but did not turn around.

Just propped her chin with one hand and asked somewhat sadly,

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“Qing Luan, where do you think your Princely Heir has gone?”

“Why hasn’t he come back yet?”

“Might something have gone wrong?”

Hearing Ning Qianxue’s words, Qing Luan’s lips tightened involuntarily, and then she responded with a slight smile in her tone, “Wife of the Crown Prince, how can you say he’s my Princely Heir, when he is yours.”

Upon hearing Qing Luan nitpick this, Ning Qianxue also helplessly rolled her eyes at Qing Luan and said, “That doesn’t matter.”

“You’ve been with the Princely Heir since childhood, you know him better than I do.”

“You surely aren’t clueless as well?”

Qing Luan shook her head, her heart filled with an inexplicably complex mix of emotions.

She slowly placed the peach blossom pastries on the table, then said to Ning Qianxue:

“My understanding of the Princely Heir is not as much as you imagine…”

“Wife of the Crown Prince, I think the Princely Heir is unlikely to encounter danger, let’s not worry too much, and have something to eat first.”

As Qing Luan spoke, she took out the peach blossom pastries from the box and handed them to Ning Qianxue.

Ning Qianxue let out another sigh, took the pastry, brought it to her lips, and tasted it without much interest.

Just as Ning Qianxue was about to say something else,

she suddenly heard a faint noise coming from Cheng Guang’s bedroom.

The door to Cheng Guang’s bedroom was not tightly closed.

Upon hearing this noise, Ning Qianxue’s bright eyes flickered with surprise, then she directed her gaze towards Cheng Guang’s bedroom.

Despite the great distance, Ning Qianxue could still see into Cheng Guang’s bedroom environment.

Suddenly, a black line appeared inside Cheng Guang’s bedroom.

That black line, like strokes of ink, started to stretch out slowly, widening.

The surrounding air, as if solidified, began to emit tearing sounds.

As the black line expanded and became an orifice,

Ning Qianxue immediately realized what it might be:

This must be a Void Rift!

“This…”

“Is this…”

Ning Qianxue, seeing this scene, was a bit stunned.

Only a Sky-Man capable of tearing apart the void and moving through a Void Rift could do this.

But an ordinary Sky-Man wouldn’t have such an ability.

Why would there suddenly appear a Sky-Man in the Princely Heir’s bedroom for no reason?

Who would be so idle???

No, that’s not right.

Could it be that someone has designs on Duke Zhen’s Mansion???

As this crossed Ning Qianxue’s mind, a hint of vigilance arose in her heart, and she reached out, picking up the Longsword beside her.