Eternal Gate

Chapter 176: Not found yet?

When Zhao Yun woke up again, Baihe was already on his back.

The first thing he did when he woke up was to put a rag in his mouth. In this situation, Xiu'er could no longer be blinded, and Ziling could no longer be annoyed.

"What kind of corpse language and coffin sinking?"

Zi Ling said calmly, as she thought, these secrets were only known to the corpse clan.

"Someone who never died taught me."

Zhao Yun replied and gagged again.

This is really the truth, I am immortal! Self refers to the Moon God.

"Your master, who is it?"

Zi Ling spoke again and looked at Zhao Yun without squinting. As mentioned earlier, even if it is not Hongyuan, it must be a giant. Otherwise, he would not be able to teach such outstanding disciples. The acting skills are quite superb and the courage is great. What's more, the methods are also surpassing the sky, so she has never heard of Tianwu's momentum.

"It's a... a girl named Xiu'er."

Zhao Yun pulled out the rag, said something, and gagged again.

"Xiu'er?"

Zi Ling raised her eyebrows. Is this a person's name?

After a simple dialogue, it became quiet again, and the white cranes flashed across the sky like light.

"You little bunny."

"When I go back, I will scold you to death."

"Hey...."

The surface is calm, but the dark tide is raging.

Just like the disciple named Zhao Yun, just like the master named Xiu'er.

These two have already scolded all the way.

During this period, many birds and beasts were seen, they were all mounts, and they were all rushing to the Wolf City. Whether it was watching the fun or making trouble, they all went for the young master of the Zhao family.

Zi Ling looked in her eyes, but didn't say a word.

The reason why she confronted the strong in the blood-clothed door was also encountered on the way to Gray Wolf City. The enemy met, not much nonsense, and started on the spot.

These people are destined to go for nothing.

Zhao Yun was here, and Han Yan couldn't find it until he died.

Speaking of Han Yan, there is enough anger. Are you swearing at the city lord's mansion?

"Look, look for me carefully."

The Gray Wolf City under the moon was much more lively than the outside world.

The happiest jumper is Han Ming, so many people have searched for three days and two nights, and they have searched everywhere, but Zhao Yun has not been found. Is that stuff evaporated?

"The one who catches Zhao Yun will reward one hundred thousand."

Han Yan's expression is also ugly enough. As the master of a city, he can't even find anyone in his own territory. If this spreads, how can he be confused.

At night, the city is even more chaotic.

Look at the guards with swords, there are almost every street, really searching from house to house.

"Not found yet?"

The torches in the city are bright, and people outside the city are also a little impatient.

"Han Yan is really impressive."

"It should be an underestimation of Zhao Yun, where is he hiding?"

"What anxious, it's only a matter of time."

There are a lot of forces from all sides, and they get together in groups.

Still the same sentence, without hearing the news that Zhao Yun was destroyed, I really couldn't sleep.

"This battle, tut tut."

On the top of the hill, the fat old man stood with his hands in his hands, tongue-tipping.

To his side, Old Profound Dao held a pipe and looked at the surroundings. He spit out a ring of smoke deeply. The smoke was filled with smoke, as if he was in Xiuxianer, maybe he could still fly up.

"Your face looks really worthless."

Lao Xuankong sighed as he said to Yang Xiong.

They are all city lords, all have the right to transfer troops, they didn't even enter the door, so they were not embarrassed.

"He is a grudge."

Yang Xiong's words are full of philosophy of life.

The relationship with Han Yan is not good at all. When Han Ming went to Wanggucheng, he was shed a bit of blood. Han Yan, who must report back to Han Yan, had a grudge in his heart and entered the city? If you don't pull the army out to clean up him, you will be embarrassed.

While talking, suddenly a ray of light flew.

Taking a closer look, it was a thumb-sized butterfly, hanging in the air.

It's from Ziling.

It is a secret technique of communication, similar to the transmission of books by flying pigeons.

"open."

Lao Xuan Dao made a seal with one hand, turning a butterfly into a note.

There was only a few words on the note: Zhao Yun was in Wanggucheng.

Seeing it, all four of them twitched their lips.

His mother, when did the goods come out of Canglang City, and when did they return to Wangu City.

The nonsense is that they only found out at this time.

What else are you talking about, collective greetings to the Zhao family young master!

Ah... sneeze!

On White Crane's back, Zhao Yun sneezed out of the domineering side.

Soon, the white crane fell from the sky.

Not far away, you can already see Wanggucheng.

Squatting still, Zhao Yun stood up and crawled, running faster than a rabbit, and rushed into the city in the blink of an eye, looking at Zi Ling with an angry and funny look.

"Would you like to shake him out."

Zi Ling muttered in her heart.

If Zhao Yun's bluffing were told to them, it would be very lively.

Forget the ancient city, blooming like a brocade.

Compared with the outside, it is still warm at home, at least Zhao Yun thinks so.

After going out, I went back and forth several times before the ghost gate closed.

He walked gently, and he could see the soldiers with swords, walking in the streets, not looking for people, but patrols, and Yang Xiong did not dare to be careless in the eventful autumn.

"Where did Zhao Yunye go to Canglang City?"

"It's not important, the important thing is that he can't get out."

"Zhao Yuan doesn't know how uncomfortable it should be."

"My son finally got on the spiritual vein, and bumped into this thing again."

"I heard that he was seriously injured when he went out to search for Zhao Yun."

Wherever I go, there are legends of the young master of the Zhao family. The tea stalls and wine shops are gathering places where people talk about it. It doesn't matter what they are hanging up high, they are only responsible for spraying.

Father injured?

Zhao Yun frowned, his pace quickened.

Feeling guilty, before going to Guiming Mountain Cave, you should first go back to Wanggucheng.

In this way, the father will not be seriously injured.

He returned to Zhao's house without disturbing anyone, and went straight to his father's house.

"I knew you were alive."

Niu Bang jumped out as soon as he entered the Bieyuan.

In addition to him, there are also Zi-haired Child, Chi Yan and Xiao Linglong.

I haven't seen a small fortune fan, it should be hidden in the City Lord's Mansion by Lao Xuan Dao. Compared with Zhao's family, the City Lord's Mansion is still safer.

"Where is my father?"

"In fainting."

Zhao Yun had no time to relive the past, and walked through the wall in one step.

"This guy's life is really big!"

The child with purple hair shook his tongue. That night, Zhao Yun was chasing a Tibetan statue. He fell into the river and was chased by all parties. He could come back alive.

"Don't look at whose apprentice he is."

Chi Yan said that Hongyuan's name is not for fun.

Talent!

Xiao Linglong sighed in her heart.

To be honest, but to put aside the shameless nature, that servant is still very enchanting.

In the room, Zhao Yun has stood before the bed.

Zhao Yuan lay weak, still drowsy, his face pale and bloodless.

Zhao Yun hurriedly took the small gourd.

After pouring the spirit fluid, the injury is nothing.

That's it? Zhao Yuan lay in bed for a long time, and no longer felt the pain.

"father."

"Yun'er?"

"it's me."

Zhao Yun smiled, and murderous intent lurked under his smile, not to his father, but to the person who hurt his father. Maybe it is the big elders, it may be the blood-clothed door, or the strong and the hostile family .

Whichever it is, it will have to be liquidated in the future.

"Just come back."

Zhao Yuan climbed out of the bed, tears running down.

Thanks to the child's return, if even Zhao Yun died, he would collapse.

Hum!

Soon, the underground palace gate opened wide.

The two stepped in together, and Lotus was like an ice sculpture, lying quietly on it.

Every time he comes here, Zhao Yuan is full of tears.

And Zhao Yun's previous words rekindled his hope.

"Xiu'er, how to do it."

"Wait, wait until the full moon."

The moon **** said indifferently, the night of the full moon calls souls, and the chance of resurrection is greater.

In these few moments, Zhao Yuan also watched Zhao Yun several times.

After all, he did not ask, as a father, he should not put too much pressure on the child.

"It will be resurrected."

Zhao Yun smiled relievedly.

By the way, I also glanced at the soul flower in the Qiankun bag.

Day of the full moon.

It's been two or three days since I looked at the almanac.

With two soul flowers, plus a permanent lamp, the mother will return to the world.

"Father, be careful of the elders."

After receiving his thoughts, Zhao Yun spoke slowly.

Zhao Yuan frowned slightly, he could hear the meaning of the words, did he find something?

Zhao Yun did not clearly say that he was not really sure yet.

It's a good idea to guard this knot.

Seriously, so cruel, you can do everything.

At night, Zhao Yun left the underground palace.

"You, why did you sneak out."

The little black fat man was still there and poked Zhao Yun with his hand.

"This...it's a long story."

Zhao Yunyu took a long breath.

His path can only be described in two words: twists and turns.

It is a miracle to be able to come back alive.

"It's great to have the best master in the world."

The child with purple hair only sighed and was very sure that Zhao Yun could come back alive because of Daxia Hongyuan, the disciple couldn't cover the scene, and the master came out to suppress the scene.

"The Heavenly Martial Realm that came out of the Ghost Mountain Cave, but your master."

Chi Yan glanced at Zhao Yun, Niu Hong and the child with purple hair also pricked their ears.

"Except for my master, who has this ability."

Zhao Yun straightened his collar and walked away, shining in the moonlight, and it seemed to have an extra aperture. It was said to be forced. In the night, forced to get better.

"It's really Daxia Hongyuan."

The three people behind him shook their tongues, unable to hide the light of awe.

"Will it be the master?"

Xiao Linglong murmured.

I always felt that something was wrong, when did the master leave the customs, and what to do in the forbidden place.

Here, Zhao Yun has sneaked back to the room.

Liu Ruxin slept quietly, but he tiptoed and leaned forward to the bed, offering a sacrifice to his true essence to nourish his physique. Sometimes he stretched out his hand and poked his wife’s Yufeng, causing the Moon God to squint. Somewhat promising.

"What about people? Get out."

Before the sky was bright, Old Xuan Dao and the others came, each blowing beards and staring, waiting eagerly for three days and two nights, Zhao Yun was really in Wanggucheng.

The little money fan also came, and that gratitude was utterly gratifying.

Along with her, there was Zi Ling, who looked at Zhao Yun with slanted eyes.

Honestly.

It was okay to see other people, but when he saw this, Zhao Yun was unnatural. He had the urge to run on the spot and hung up on a tree overnight and was almost killed.

"What came out of it."

Lao Xuandao yelled, his old face black as charcoal.

"My master brought it out to me."

Zhao Yun coughed, and took the master out again to sneak around.

When I said this, I didn't forget to glance at Ziling, don't give me a hug.

"It depends on your performance."

Zi Ling didn't say a word, and his demeanor represented everything.

Blow, keep blowing.

Xiao Linglong curled her lips in her heart, Ziling knew the secret, and she knew it too.

"Your master!"

After listening to Hongyuan's name, the old guys were particularly concerned.

"The day of the full moon comes."