gate of eternity

"It's an honor to be remembered by the fairy."

Fu Rong gave a dry laugh, but it was a bit awkward.

Since her resurrection, she has held Xiao Linglong in her arms basically every day.

There is no way, but I want to hug my grandson, but his Zhao Yun is not at home every three days.

Ever since, she regarded Xiao Linglong as her granddaughter.

But just half an hour ago, the little girl she was holding had grown up, and she also knew her. Ten years ago, she met once, and once embroidered a hibiscus fairy dress for Linglong.

"They have been looking for you for many years."

Furong smiled leisurely, this word has a lot of meaning.

Furong frowned.

Zhao Yuan also frowned, as if he knew who Linglong was referring to.

"It's too old, maybe I forgot."

Linglong took a sip of tea, she really couldn't bear to scare the couple.

Even if he doesn't say anything, Zhao Yuan and Fu Rong are also worried, and they have been terrified for so many years.

"Father, mother, I'm back."

The silence in the room was finally broken by a call from outside.

Zhao Yun came back, and before he finished speaking, he stepped into the door.

The next moment, I saw this guy turn his head and run away, as if he had seen a ghost, maybe he was running too fast, maybe he was running too fast, he couldn't step on a step, fell like a dog chewing mud, and rolled around after standing up. climb.

"Where are you going?"

Linglong reached out her hand and caught Zhao Yun back from the air.

In the middle of the night, I have been waiting for you for a long time.

Zhao Yuan was stunned.

Fu Rong was also shocked, knowing that Zhao Yun picked up Xiao Linglong, but she didn't know that Zhao Yun would recognize Linglong when she grew up. Seeing Linglong's expression, the two of them had an unknown story.

"Senior, what a coincidence!"

Zhao Yun laughed, who knows that the boss of Linglong Pavilion ran away from his Zhao family.

Is it to collect debts?

Can't.

That night's vote, I did it neatly, can this be found out?

Or is it because I teased her?Ask me to settle accounts?

At this moment, the young master of the Zhao family thought a lot, and this surprise caught him off guard.

"What are you running for?"

Linglong smiled.

But her smile was a little creepy in Zhao Yun's eyes.

"Urinary urgency."

Zhao Yun laughed dryly, and found a fresh and refined reason.

"You two know each other?"

Fu Rong interjected, and looked tentatively at Zhao Yun and Linglong.

"I know, I know too well." The more Linglong smiled, the happier she became.

Your precious son is so outstanding, even if he is hung on a tree, he still won't forget to tease me.

Also, my treasure in Linglong Pavilion was also wiped out by him.

"Why, you two know each other?"

Zhao Yun raised his eyebrows, looked at his mother and Linglong.

"I know, I know too well."

Linglong still said the same thing, these few days, your mother has been walking around with me in her arms all day.

Furong laughed more and more embarrassed.

"She is the little girl you picked up."

Zhao Yuan folded his hands and inadvertently approached Zhao Yun.

As soon as these words came out, the corners of Zhao Yun's mouth twitched violently, as if ten thousand muddy horses were having fun in his heart.

"My treasure in Linglong Pavilion, it's inconvenient to return it."

Linglong looked at Zhao Yun with a smile.

Hidden, you keep hiding, my old lady saw it that night.

"It's not very convenient." Zhao Yun coughed dryly.

In the Guiming Mountain Grotto and his party, the items in the Qiankun bag were almost completely destroyed.

"and then?"

"Then let's talk about the grace of saving your life!" Zhao Yun chuckled, "That night, I saved you twice, and I paid off one time. You still owe me a favor. I'm fine. You don't have to rush to pay it back."

"Then how about you teasing me?"

Linglong smiled again, looking at Zhao Yun with interest.

Flirting?

The expressions of Zhao Yuan and Fu Rong became a little strange.

My family, Zhao Yun, is so bold?

"Don't say anything, I will serve you tonight."

Zhao Yun took a deep breath and kept saying something astonishing.

What should I say!Although Xiu'er is in seclusion, she still has the skills to make up for it.

Chapter 200 Fake and Genuine

Forget the mountains and forests outside the ancient city.

There are many trees with crooked necks in the forest, but there is always one suitable for Zhao Yun.

It's still a rope, still tied with five flowers, hanging on a tree and swaying in the wind.

"I heard that you are Hong Yuan's disciple."

Linglong was sitting under the tree, eating melon seeds leisurely.

"His temper is not very good."

Zhao Yun swayed back and forth, seizing the opportunity to fool around.

"Then you know who I am."

"Who are you!"

"Big Xia's Hongyuan is my master."

"Hello, Sister."

"Giggle."

A senior sister made Linglong amused again.

look!This kid is not stupid, and he also knows how to get close to her relatives.

With a swipe of her hand, someone is finally let go.

Zhao Yun was very peaceful, scanning Linglong up and down.

I often walk by the river, and there is no way that my shoes will not get wet, and the counterfeit ones will bump into the real ones.

Taking time out, he also glanced at the Consciousness Realm, his face darkened.

That show!Don't forget to cheat him even in retreat.

"Can you help me resurrect a person."

Linglong spoke again, less joking and more sincere.

"No."

Zhao Yun replied simply, and took out the ever-burning lamp casually.

At first glance, the lamp looks fine, but if you look closely, you can see a crack on it.

Yes, it ruined.

As early as the night of resurrecting his mother, it was ruined.

In other words, it can no longer be used to summon souls.

He once asked the moon god, and the answer given by the moon god is also very understandable: the lamp that summons souls cannot attract ghosts, and this makes the ever-bright lamp lose its ability to summon souls.

Perhaps this is an unwritten rule in the yin and yang worlds.

Linglong's face turned pale suddenly, and the light in her eyes also became unbearably dim.

After a long time, she turned around silently and drifted away.

Zhao Yun watched them off quietly, although he wanted to help, but the ever-burning lamp was destroyed.

Unless, find another one.

But that chance is close to zero.

Hey!

Reflecting the moonlight, he also turned around.

When I go back to Zhao's house again, my parents will inevitably give me a lecture.

It sounds good, but it seems that I can't explain it clearly.

In the next few days, Zhao Yun rarely went out, so he huddled in his room to study the ballista.

The last crossbow has been disassembled by him.

I don’t know, I’m scared.

The structure of the ballista is extremely complicated. If it is not true, it is difficult to copy it. Rao is his talent. After studying it for a day, he did not fully understand it. It is no wonder that ordinary forces do not have such a fierce object.

However, he is in no hurry.

There is always a day of thorough research.

On the ninth day, the little black fat man came.

Along with it, there is also a middle-aged man in black.

"At least the eighth layer of Ksitigarbha."

Zhao Yun was surprised, but he had never seen the middle-aged man in black, and he didn't know when the little black fat man met such a powerful being, and he walked behind the little black fat man all the way, with a vigilant expression on his face. To the guard.

"Boy, I'm leaving." The little black fat man smiled.

"Let's go?" Zhao Yun raised his eyebrows.

"My family is here to pick me up."

"This."

Zhao Yun was a little caught off guard. As he spoke, he took a sneak peek at the middle-aged man in black. He could make up some plots without asking. The little fat man has a good blood, which is by no means a common origin. The children who were left outside are now found, and they have to go back to recognize their ancestors and return to their ancestors.

I just don't know which side it is.

The eighth layer of Ksitigarbha is full of guards, how can it be an ordinary family.

Since it is parting, it is naturally sad.