Chapter 1041 Magician Robe

"Brother, this count was yours. Now that you are back, my brother, I, the count, are over. Naturally, I will not come to this position again. Brother, don't be humble anymore!" As Wang Ziling spoke, he had forced Prince Qiao to the center position, while he sat on the side.

Prince Qiao just nodded slightly.

"You little ones have all come over to meet your uncle!" Wang Ziling said to the five young people following in.

The youngest of these five young men is seventeen or eighteen years old, and the oldest is in their thirties. They are also staring at Wang Ziqiao, but they don’t feel much intimate. They just feel curious and even a little hostile. They are a little dissatisfied with Wang Ziqiao sitting in the earl’s position.

They were also Wang Ziling's sons. After listening to Wang Ziling's words, several of them hurriedly fell to Wang Ziqiao and said, "My nephew has seen his uncle!"

However, the largest man in his thirties did not kneel down, but just stared at Prince Qiao with a serious expression.

"Wang Jin, what are you doing?" Wang Ziling suddenly stood up and roared.

"Father, why are you sure that he is our uncle who has been dead for fifty years? Look at him, he looks like a ten-year-old man? I remember you once said that when his uncle disappeared, he was already in his thirties, but now he seems to be younger than me! Don't you doubt it? He gave up his identity as an earl to others directly?" asked the young man named Wang Jin.

"Boy, my own brother, will I admit my mistake? I will beat you to death!" Wang Ziling raised his palm and was about to hit his son.

Seeing this, Wang Ziqiao hurriedly raised his arm, stretched it like a spring, grabbed Wang Ziling's wrist and said, "Zi Ling, stop!"

Wang Ziling turned his head and saw that Wang Ziqiao's arm had actually extended several meters, and was stunned for a moment.

Prince Qiao let go of his hand, restored his arm, and said, "The reason why I haven't grown old is because I have practiced the body refining technique. Your name is Wang Jin, right? It's okay for you to doubt me. Maybe everyone will have some doubts. It's easy to do. Brother, please order someone to take out my magician robe. The mark of the magician robe has my soul mark. If it meets me, it should light up automatically!"

"Brother, why are you talking nonsense about the boy? Are you my elder brother? Can't I recognize him? Are the people in the Earl's Mansion blind? Come on, pull you, the bastard, and put him in jail for ten days!" Wang Ziling was furious.

Seeing this, Prince Qiao found that his younger brother still had a lot of affection for him. Even if he was likely to replace his rank as the Count in the future, he would not care at all.

Of course, as for whether Wang Ziling has thought so much, Wang Ziqiao is not sure.

But he still shook his head: "Brother, have you not even listened to my words? Wang Jin's nephew's idea is right and it is good for everyone. What should we do if I really pretend to be a fake person? "

"Brother? Hey, you don't have to protect this kid. Come on, go and get my elder brother's magic robe for me!"

"Go and get it!" Wang Hong, the front yard butler who had just embraced and cried with Wang Ziqiao, bowed and left.

Wang Ziqiao looked at the five young people in front of him and smiled, "Hehe... I didn't expect that, I didn't expect that you have so many children now, Ziling!"

"It's not over yet. There is also a boss called Wang Yuantao. He is over forty years old, but he has been trained in other places. However, they are not married, but most of them have been engaged! That, Wang Fu, hurry up and call the ladies and ladies from the backyard!" Wang Ziling said to one of the old men.

The old man nodded quickly, ran outside.

However, as soon as he left the door, four women in luxurious clothes came in at the door, with graceful and elegant postures. Behind the three of them, there were four girls of varying ages.

The woman in the lead looked like she was only in her forties. After seeing Prince Qiao, she was obviously stunned for a moment, but did not speak.

"Why are you still standing there? Come over and see your elder brother quickly? Brother, these four are your sister-in-law, the four behind are your four nieces, and the other one is your elder daughter who has already married. Together, I already have eleven children!" Wang Ziling said with a smile.

Prince Qiao also smiled.

"I've met my brother!" Wang Ziling's four wives bowed to Wang Ziqiao first and said.

"I've seen my uncle!" Then the four girls bowed to greet each other.

"It's free! Ziling, I'm very happy to see that you, everyone is so happy, I'm really happy!" Wang Ziqiao kept nodding, only to feel his nose sore again.

"Brother, can you tell me how you have lived over the years? Why did the people from the Empire of Light say that you are dead? And they even killed their princess?" Wang Ziling seemed to be speechless in his heart and asked.

"This matter is a long story, so I won't talk about this today!"

"Okay, come here, prepare for a banquet, and send a message to the young master from another place, asking him to come back soon..." Wang Ziling began to arrange it.

At this time, the front yard butler Wang Hong, already holding a set of brown and blue robe with fluff, came to Wang Ziqiao.

The robe is folded very neatly, equivalent to a cloak with a hat, which is draped over the body, but it is extremely majestic.

The collar is upward, and there is a round magician's badge on the chest. The upper half is a golden bow and arrow, which is also the national emblem of the Fengyun Empire. The color of the lower half is related to the magic system he was majoring in the assessment. Wang Ziqiao was majoring in the wind system at that time, so it was a green spiral line, which was not much different from the inscription between the magician's eyebrows. It was made of special materials. Generally, magicians would have two to three such robes. When Wang Ziqiao went out to practice, he took two and left one at home.

When the magician robe approached Prince Qiao, the inscription on the badge flashed brightly, like a firefly, flashing light and dark.

"It seems that this magic badge can continue to be used. As long as I am not really dead, the spiritual consciousness in this magic badge will not disappear. I guess, my files are not really eliminated in the magic temple of the empire, right?" Wang Ziqiao stared at the magic robe and said.

"Brother, the file can only disappear naturally. No one has the right to eliminate it. Outsiders say you are dead, but I know you are not dead, and my father doesn't believe you are dead, but I didn't expect that you have returned for so long. The spiritual sense in this badge was already very weak before, almost on the verge of dissipation, without any anger, and has not changed at all for decades. It is precisely because of this that I became more and more worried about my badge, and I tried hard to find you, but I couldn't find it... Now after meeting you, the badge lights up again!" said Wang Ziling.

Wang Ziqiao took the magician robe, which was smooth and soft, and should have been refined with special materials and had a certain amount of defense. After watching for a while, he directly put it into the storage bag.

"How did my father die? It's rumored that he died of illness because he was worried about me, but I don't believe it!" Prince Qiao asked with a serious expression.
Chapter completed!