gate of eternity

"Look, look for me carefully."

Canglang City under the moon is much more lively than the outside world.

The happiest person was Han Ming. So many people searched for three days and two nights, but they couldn't find Zhao Yun. Did that guy just evaporate?

"Whoever catches Zhao Yun will receive a reward of [-] yuan."

Han Yan's complexion is also quite ugly. As the lord of a city, he can't even find anyone in his own territory.

At night, the city is even more chaotic.

Look at Daobingwei, almost every street has them, really search from door to door.

"Haven't found it yet?"

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

"I really look up to Han Yan."

"I should have underestimated Zhao Yun, where did he hide?"

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

There are quite a lot of forces from all parties, and they get together in groups of three or four.

Still the same sentence, I really can't sleep without hearing the news of Zhao Yun's destruction.

"This battle, tsk tsk tsk."

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

Beside him, the old Xuandao was holding a cigarette bag, looking around, breathing out smoke rings deeply, surrounded by smoke, as if he was cultivating immortals, maybe he could even ascend to the ascension.

"Your face seems to be worthless."

Old Xuankong sighed, he was talking to Yang Xiong.

They are all city lords, and they all have the right to dispatch troops. They didn't even enter the door, so it was embarrassing.

"He is a vengeful man."

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

The relationship with Han Yan was not good in the first place. When Han Ming went to forget the ancient city, he even let some blood go. Han Yan, who must take revenge in his heart, entered the city with a grudge in his heart?It would be embarrassing not to pull the army out to deal with him.

Just as he was speaking, a ray of light suddenly flew over.

Taking a closer look, it was a butterfly the size of a thumb, hanging in the air.

It was from Ziling.

It is a secret technique of communication, similar to flying pigeons to pass letters.

"open."

The old Xuandao formed a seal with one hand, turning the butterfly into a note.

There is only a few words on the note: Zhao Yun is forgetting the ancient city.

Seeing this, all four of them twitched their mouths.

Damn, when did that guy leave Canglang City, and when did he return to Wanggu City.

The nonsense is that they didn't know until now.

Then what else to say, collectively greet the young master of the Zhao family!

Ah... choke!

On Bai He's back, Zhao Yun let out a domineering sneeze.

Soon, a white crane descended from the sky.

Not far away, the ancient city of Wang can already be seen.

Zhao Yun, who was squatting motionless, stood up abruptly, rolled and crawled, ran faster than a rabbit, and rushed into the city in the blink of an eye, Zi Ling looked very angry and funny.

"Do you want to shake him out?"

Ziling muttered in her heart.

If you tell Lao Xuandao and the others about Zhao Yun's bluffing, it will definitely be very lively.

Forget the ancient city, the flowers are blooming like brocade.

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

Once I went out, I went back and forth several times before the gate of hell.

He walked lightly, and saw soldiers and guards with knives walking on the streets, not looking for someone, but patrolling, Yang Xiong didn't dare to be careless in troubled times.

"Why did Zhao Yun 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 must be."

"My son finally managed to connect to his spiritual veins, and he ran into this kind of thing again."

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

Everywhere you go, there are legends about the young master of the Zhao family. Tea stalls and wine shops are places where people gather, and they are mostly talking about it.

Dad hurt?

Zhao Yun frowned, and his pace quickened.

Guilt is natural, before going to Guiming Mountain Cave, you should go back to Wanggu City first.

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

When he returned to Zhao's house, he went straight to his father's other garden without disturbing anyone.

"I knew you were alive."

As soon as he entered the other garden, Niu Hong jumped out.

In addition to him, there are purple-haired children, Chi Yan and Xiao Linglong.

I didn't see the little money fan, it must have been hidden in the city lord's mansion by the old Xuandao. Compared with the Zhao family, the city lord's mansion is safer, and the Bloody Clothes Sect dare not break into the city lord's mansion to snatch people.

"Where's my father?"

"In a swoon."

Zhao Yun didn't have time to talk about the past, so he walked through the wall in one step.

"This guy's life is really big!"

The purple-haired kid was tongue-in-cheek, Zhao Yun was chasing a Ksitigarbha that night, fell into the river, and was hunted down by all parties, and he came back alive.

"I don't even look at whose apprentice he is."

Chi Yan said that Hong Yuan's name is not just for fun.

Talent!

Xiao Linglong sighed in her heart.

To be honest, despite his shameless nature, that guy is still very evil.

In the room, Zhao Yun was already standing in front of the bed.

Zhao Yuan lay powerless, still in a coma, his face pale and bloodless.

Zhao Yun hurriedly took the small gourd.

After pouring the spiritual liquid, any injuries are not a problem.

That's all right?Zhao Yuan lay on the bed in a daze for a long time, but he no longer felt the pain.

"Father."

"Cloud?"

"it's me."

Zhao Yun smiled, and there was a murderous intent hidden under the smile, not to his father, but to those who hurt his father, maybe it was from the Great Elder sect, or from the Blood Clothes Sect, or from the strong and hostile families of the great clan .

No matter which one it is, it will be settled in the future.

"Just come back."

Zhao Yuan climbed out of bed, crying.

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

hum!

Soon, the gate of the underground palace opened wide.

The two stepped in together, and Furong lay quietly on it like an ice sculpture.

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 moon is full."

The moon god said indifferently, calling out souls on a full moon night, the chance of resurrection is greater.

And in these few moments, Zhao Yuan also looked at Zhao Yun several times.

After all, he didn't ask. As a father, he couldn't put too much pressure on his children.

"It will be resurrected."

Zhao Yun smiled in relief.

By the way, I also took a look at the Soul Flower in the Qiankun Bag.

The day of the full moon.

According to the almanac, it will only be two or three days.

With two soul flowers and an ever-burning lamp, the mother will return to the world.

"Father, be careful of the Great Elder."

Putting his thoughts away, Zhao Yun spoke slowly.

Zhao Yuan frowned slightly, and could hear the implication in the words, did he discover something?

Zhao Yun did not say clearly, it has not been really confirmed yet.

At this juncture, it is better to be on guard.

Really so cruel and merciless, he can do anything.

In the middle of the night, Zhao Yun came out of the underground palace.

"How did you sneak out?"

The little black fat man was still there, poking Zhao Yun with his hand.

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

Zhao Yunyu took a deep breath.

His journey can only be described as twists and turns.

It was a miracle to come back alive.

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

The purple-haired kid just sighed, and was very sure that Zhao Yun was able to come back alive because of Daxia Hongyuan, the apprentice couldn't cover up the situation, so the master came out to suppress the situation.

"The Heaven Martial Realm statue that came out of the Guiming Mountain Cave is your master."

Chi Yan glanced at Zhao Yun, and Niu Hong and the purple-haired boy also pricked up their ears.

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

Zhao Yun straightened his collar and strode away. Reflecting the moonlight, it seemed that there was an extra circle of light.

"It's really Daxia Hongyuan."