Qinglongwei: the Boss Who Seizes the Full Level at the Beginning

In Juntian City, the old emperor is critically ill. "It is rumored that there are nine different magic weapons in the temple where the Nine Sons of the Dragon once lived. And among these nine magic weapons, one of them can cure His Majesty's serious illness." The princess of the Phoenix tribe who came all the way to see her nodded slightly and touched the silver ring on her wrist with her slender fingers. "No one in the world can break the ancient mechanism in the temple. Only Long Yun, the best master in the world, is qualified for this task." Above the court and the public, the eldest prince waved his gold medal. "Quickly ask Long Yun, the best master in the world, to find the magic weapon to save my father." The royal guards came out in full force. Among both the government and the public, only the second prince smiled and remained unmoved. On a windy and rainy night, hundreds of black shadows in coir raincoats gathered in the hut where Long Yun lived in seclusion. "Long Yun, you must die." Long Yun fought his way out of the siege alone, but fell down on a rainy night due to poisoning. At the critical moment, Li Beichen opened his eyes after traveling through time, and what he saw was a seriously injured body and six black figures covered in raincoats. "Have you eaten, everyone?"