gate of eternity

To be honest, they looked at Ji Hen much more pleasingly than Lin Rong. He was a peerless ruthless person and an unrivaled genius. The fly in the ointment was that he had a popular face.

"He looks like this."

It was still the elder of the Mo family who was sensible, took a picture scroll, and secretly showed it to the ancestor of the Yan family.

The portrait on the scroll!It is Zhao Yun's true face.

The Yan family has joined their Qianqiu City, so there is no need to hide it.

"Depend on."

The patriarch of the Yan family's swearing, bursting with domineering sideways.

The people of Qianqiu City had expected it a long time ago, the people of the Yan family!I was dumbfounded.

When you come closer and have a look, it's not just one person who swears, it's just lying down.

It turned out that the one with a popular face, so handsome, was actually the forgotten Zhao Yun.

If this gets out, the whole world will be stunned.

The patriarch of the Yan family stroked his beard and looked at Zhao Yun more and more pleasingly. Such a junior, who can fight and resist beatings, is also talented and handsome, and he can't be found even with a lantern!

The old man was also interesting. Looking at it, he suddenly had a fresh and refined thought: There is a small cabbage in my house, why don't you dig it?

In the middle of the night, Zhao Yun slowly opened his eyes.

He was speechless, and after sitting up, he left there alone in a daze.

Yan Ruyu hesitated to speak, but in the end she didn't bother, the death of Concubine Long might have dealt a great blow to him.

Seeing him waking up, many people wanted to come over to chat with him, like the sky, who was very curious about Zhao Yun's immortality, and wanted to know what kind of secret method it was.

However, seeing that Zhao Yun was in poor condition, no one moved forward.

In fact, even if they asked, Zhao Yun couldn't answer why, he himself was confused?This indestructible state does not seem to be a secret method, and it is not something that can be opened if you want to.

All the way thereafter was peaceful.

As for Zhao Yun, he remained silent alone, like a statue.

I don't know how many days later, everyone parted ways.

The Rashomon killer left first, carrying a small notebook each, and went to the door master to collect the money.

Cang Qiong, Qianqiu City's powerhouses, and the Yan family all rushed to Qianqiu City.

Zhao Yun went to the imperial capital and had to send the relics of Concubine Long to the Daxia royal family.

The imperial capital under the moon is as prosperous as he remembers. The chaos caused by the war of annihilating the country has subsided now. While recuperating, a scene of prosperity is gradually beginning again.

"Our Son of Heavenly Sect is in the southern region, dominating the sky!"

"Just this sentence, I have heard you say it more than 800 times."

"When people are in good spirits on happy occasions, Ji Hen finally gave Da Xia a bad breath."

The streets and alleys are full of laughter and laughter, just like the Southern Region, you can hear the name Ji Hen wherever you go.

Zhao Yun passed by quietly like a passerby.

He didn't take off his black robe until he was in front of the palace gate.

"I have seen the Holy Son."

When the palace guards saw him from afar, they knelt down on one knee in unison.

This kneeling is admiration from the soul, and the son of Tianzong is so powerful.

"No need to be polite."

Zhao Yun smiled tiredly and walked by like the wind.

Until he walked a long way, all the palace guards were still standing on their feet and looking.

It's still the imperial garden.

Before Zhao Yun walked in, he heard the sound of coughing.

It can be heard that it is the voice of Long Zhan, most of the blood has been wiped out, and it is evolving towards the mystic.

Walking in, it is true.

The majestic and noble Emperor Daxia in the past looked like a sick child at first glance, his face was pale and bloodless, and his breath was extremely narrowed. In order to resist the dark spell and slow down the speed of becoming a mystic, he must have paid a terrible price. the price.

The imperial concubine Yuling was also there, and she was quite haggard after not seeing her for a long time.

The only daughter has disappeared without a trace, as a mother, there is no reason not to worry.

Seeing Zhao Yun coming in, Long Zhan and the imperial concubine got up, and wanted to say a few words of praise, but seeing Zhao Yun's expression, the smile on his face gradually faded away, and there was an ominous feeling.

Without saying a word, Zhao Yun took a blood-stained white neon dress and folded it neatly. It was the dress of Concubine Long, and this dress was the only one left, which was collected by Nine Tails into a storage talisman.

"Concubine."

Concubine Yuling choked with sobs, and burst into tears instantly.

Long Zhan's eyes were also red, although he tried his best to suppress him, he still couldn't stop his tears from rolling down his cheeks.

The ominous premonition finally came true, and their daughter really died.

"sorry."

Zhao Yun folded his hands and leaned over, his voice hoarse.

He used to be in the Chu family, and he was like this, and his words were weak.

There was Chu Wushuang before him.

After that is the Great Xia Dragon Concubine.

He already owed two lives.

Outside the garden, footsteps were noisy, and many people walked in.

But Yang Xuanzong, Linglong, the four great protectors of the country, and the elders of Tianzong are all seniors. They rushed here when they heard that Ji Hen was returning to Daxia. , To clean up the dust for Ji Hen.

After seeing the scene in the garden, everyone was stunned.

After seeing Long Fei's blood-stained neon dress, the audience collectively frowned.

Seeing Long Zhan and the imperial concubine crying like tears, one knew that Long Fei would not come back.

"Sorry."

Linglongyu opened her mouth slightly, her face was equally pale.

All the elders sighed, although they had expected it, but it was difficult to accept the answer this time.

Especially Hei Xuan and Bai Xuan, who even slapped themselves twice.

That night, if the two of them hadn't led the wrong way, they would not have strayed into the ancestral land of the corpse clan, and Concubine Long would not have died.

White-haired people send black-haired people, they are to blame!

Zhao Yun turned around silently, and walked out of the imperial garden in a daze.

He paid homage to Chu Wushuang, and also to Yun Yan, and disappeared into the night with the jug alone.

Eh?

From the direction where Zhao Yun disappeared, there was a light hey.

No one was seen, but a shiny forehead.

Taking a closer look, it was Monk Hua, um, that fellow Hu Lai, who probably couldn't sleep in the middle of the night, and ran out for a walk alone, carrying a bag full of ancient Buddhist scriptures.

"I haven't seen you for quite a while, old man."

Hu Lai scanned up, down, left, and right, with a sincere expression.

This old monk, what he said is full of force, but there is nothing wrong with it.

In the past at the Demon Realm Ruins, he was controlled by ghost faces and evil thoughts, and sacrificed his life span of 50 years. After so long, he is already very old, his cultivation base has not grown at all, but his gray hair has grown a lot.

It could also be overindulgence.

He has been a frequent visitor to brothels since he came out of Demon Realm.

Zhao Yun didn't seem to hear his words, his eyes were a little dull, and he walked into the distance step by step.

"You don't recognize me?"

Hu Lai let out a bluff, and chased after him with a sack on his shoulder.

When it was over, he walked around Zhao Yun back and forth, his eyes were strange enough, not long ago, he heard that the Son of Tianzong had shown his might in the southern region, now seeing this deity, he seemed to have lost his soul Yes, it doesn't match his prestige and his style at all.

Zhao Yun cast a spell and summoned the golden-winged roc.

Hu Lai's legs and feet were numb, and he jumped up.

With a sound, the roc spread its wings and flew high, like a golden light across the sky.

Zhao Yun didn't chase him away, Hu Lai wanted to follow so much, so he took him to Qianqiu City.

"What's wrong with you?"

"I won't be fooled by lightning!"

"Just say something."

Along the way, nonsense was like a chatterbox, and that mouth never stopped.

When we arrived, Zhao Yun didn't speak, it seemed that Hu Lai was just entertaining himself.

"It's boring."

Hu Lai curled his lips, and sat down to study the Buddhist scrolls with peace of mind.

To be more precise, he put the Buddhist scrolls there, and when he found a good place, he sold them all and exchanged them for some silver taels to go to the brothel to drink flowers and wine.

That's who he is.

The old Buddha should not blame him.

After arriving at Undead Mountain, Hu Lai got up subconsciously.

He has been to this mountain before, and it is very extraordinary to come again this time!There is a universe hidden inside.

In the depths of the mountain, his eyebrows were so high that there was still a big world of space.

In the city, there are many people.

The newly joined Yan family has created an exclusive mountain.

Hu Lai's surprise, they also have, this place is safe enough.

"You're back."

Feng Wu and Xiaocai fans all greeted them.

And Niu Hong and the others also swarmed over.

There were a lot of things to say, but after thinking about it, I decided to let it go. The current Zhao Yun seemed to be in a daze. They knew that it was probably because of Concubine Long.

"Boy, come here."

Before Zhao Yun could rest, he heard a call.

Since the sky is calling, they are gathering together with all the elders in an underground palace.

After untold hardships, the eight buddhas have finally been assembled, and they are studying how to resurrect the demon king.

However, the situation was embarrassing for everyone.

It is true that they have been found, but no one knows how to break the seal.

When Zhao Yun came, he saw people gathered around an altar, and the eight iron boxes were placed on it, arranged in eight directions, each of them was humming and trembling, and each of them had a feeling.

"It requires a special method to open it," Mozi said.

"Not only a special method, but also a special person." The Great Elder of the Mo Family took over the conversation.

As for the special people in his mouth, he refers to the Buddhist family.

Moreover, that Buddhist family has to know the method of unblocking.

Such a person is not easy to find.