Zhang Jiao has no relatives in Yiyuan for no reason, and people who are familiar with each other are directly contacted through mobile phones or network communication software.

It is naturally impossible for any serious letters to be sent in the real mailbox. They are just various mailing advertisements that are spreading in a wide net.

But even so, someone else helped him to deliver it, so he couldn't keep people from thousands of miles away. He smiled dryly and said, "Thank you, Miss Hu.

Well, I haven't contacted General Lu in the past few days, so I will definitely help you in the future..."

"Stop, stop, you won't think I'll help you get the email, it's just to urge you to ask for the signature photo of Lu Junshen." Hu Qingli interrupted Zhang Jiao in surprise, "Everyone is a neighbor, just helping you casually, don't think too much.

Okay, you're busy, goodbye." He turned around and left.

Zhang Jiao looked at her back and felt a little embarrassed. He opened his mouth and was about to apologize when he suddenly turned around and smiled: "I am surrounded by General Lu Wenrui, but I am not that kind of crazy. Let's forget about the signature photo."

Then he accelerated his pace and returned to his home.

Zhang Jiao was speechless for a moment, and could only watch Hu Qingli disappear and muttered, "What are these and what are they?"

After closing the door, I threw a stack of leaflets in my hand into the trash can, calm down and no longer think about trivial matters in the world. After knocking on nutrients, I opened my posture and practiced carefully in a small amount.

The legendary realm, even if the road is smooth and unobstructed for every level 1 promotion, the energy required to be consumed cannot be counted.

However, he had not consumed all the huge benefits of plundering from "Killing Guanbai" at this time. Before practicing, he had more habits and did not really rely on those a bunch of A-level nutrients to supplement biological energy.

As soon as you suck the qi and blood in your body, the power of your soul will feel the interior full, and you will be ready to ascend to the immortal state, as if the barrier of the extraordinary level 12 can be broken.

But Zhang Jiao knew that it was actually just an illusion, and it belonged to one of the inner demons, and there was no idea of ​​rushing to the death in vain.

A thought flashed through my mind, "Everything is a haste, so it will not be achieved. If I don't even have this concentration, my mind will be in vain." Then, I suppressed my emotions expressionlessly, and gradually entered the realm of physical martial arts, and my divine thoughts and no thoughts.

At the same time, in Nanyang, tens of thousands of miles away, his Taiqing body wandered on the beach outside Yuanxiangbei City, which had been blocked into forbidden area, bulged his cheeks and blew a small snail in his hand.

The afternoon winter sun is still bright, but it just shines on people without feeling warm.

The sky is high and the sea is wide. The breeze blows on my face. I accidentally caught a sea crab with more than 10 feet and three claws leaping out of the waves and rushing to the shore. Zhang Jiao quickly stepped forward and stepped on it.

He thought silently in his heart: "This Toyotomi Hideyoshi deserves to die.

Taking the Rimaru and the country's fortune as a stepping stone, creating ghost creatures, and intending to ascend to heaven is simply contrary to all ethical gifts in the world.

Now that I am dead and my soul has been destroyed, my decades of planning have made me cheaper.

But the power of gods and ghosts is easy to absorb, but the nuclear explosion radiation is difficult to remove. The land of Xiangbei is completely destroyed."

While Zhang Jiao was thinking, a voice suddenly came from the snail in his hand, "His Majesty the Emperor is so calm that he contacted me only at this time."

"Your Highness Qianjiu is so serious," Zhang Jiao came to his senses and put the snail next to his mouth and said with a smile: "If you weren't confident that you, as an ally, could control the situation of the sea clan, how could I be so calm?"

As he finished speaking, the snail was speechless for a long time. After a few seconds, the faint voice of the Chuan Qianjiu came from him, "You are not confident in me, your highness, but confident in controlling the belief of the Son of Dawn."

Zhang Jiao smiled vaguely and said, "I am the son of Dawn who is the faith of the land. If you are the master of the sea, we will not violate the rivers.

Even if my control is slightly higher, what can I do with the sea clan without your help?"

While he was talking, he felt that the crab under his feet was not dead. He stepped on it hard and then invited him again: "But now that I have settled the overall situation overseas in the Eastern Continent, we'd better meet each other."

"This is the overall situation," said Man Qianjiu, who heard this, seemed to be no longer confused about the big things. He said: "There are also Malays on the land of Thousand Islands from overseas, and Indonesians have become foreign countries..."

"You also say that they have become foreign countries." Zhang Jiao interrupted indifferently: "A group of barbarians were colonized and exploited by powerful countries in the Western Continent. Not only did they not want to be self-reliant and independent, but they were proud of it.

The place occupied is full of chaos, so what do you do?

Besides, the temporary permanent population of the Nanyang Islands used to be as high as 5 billion, and at the peak of Rimaru, it was also claimed that there were 2 billion yuan in the Sanli area.

Now one has only about 1 billion people left, and the other can’t even get 100 million people, and they are still children.

I can't even adjust my own territory..."

As he was talking, he saw the waves rolling beside him, and a woman in a palace dress jumped out quietly, and couldn't help but choke up.

After the girl in the palace dress got on the shore, she put her hands together, looked straight at Zhang Jiao and said, "Why didn't the Dharma Emperor talk?"

It was the Cuckoo Qianjiu who had just spoken with Zhang Jiao with the snail magic weapon.

"Just just said you wanted to see you, you suddenly appeared," Zhang Jiao ignored Chun Qianjiu's teasing and said in amazement: "Ancient sages once said:

'A dragon can be big and small, can rise and hide, if it is big, it will prosper and fog, if it is small, it will hide its shape, if it is rising, it will fly into the universe, if it is hidden, it will lurk in the waves, and take advantage of the changes of time', I don't believe it yet, and I am convinced now."

"I am one of the sea tribes now, and I am no longer the absent-minded little girl who has been ignorant for a hundred years," said Hokkichikyu, curling his lips when he heard this, "Flame, flatter..."

As she said that, she laughed herself, but she still said stubbornly: "In short, you defeated Killing Guan Bai this time and killed countless elite young men of the sea ape clan,,,"

"Isn't that helping you? Otherwise, how could Your Highness easily overwhelm the sea ape clan, known as the second most powerful family in the sea clan?" Zhang Jiao interrupted again with a smile.

"This was originally true, but now I am no longer a 'worm', but I am following my mother's surname 'Ao'," said Chu Qianjiu calmly after hearing this: "And it is no longer a 'Your Highness', but a 'Ji Jun'."

The orthodox dragon clans among the sea clans all have the surname "Ao", and "Ji Jun" is the honorific title of a woman who has the right to inherit the throne among all spirits in Tuni Continent.

Cuckoo, no, what should be called Ao Qianjiu now means that she has cleared the biggest obstacle to becoming the king of the sea clan.

And he also gained the qualification to inherit.
Chapter completed!