At that time, the demon hadn't grown up yet.

Qiao Zhen was stunned by Yan Jinlan's question. Ever since he was reborn, he had been thinking about teaching Yan Jinlan and how to lead Yan Jinlan to the right path, but he had seldom considered his own affairs.

In his previous life, it can be said that he was used to smooth sailing, leveling up and fighting monsters all the way, and the whole person was almost immersed in the joy of success and fame. He didn't think much about that aspect.

Seeing that he was silent, the smile on Yan Jinlan's face slowly disappeared, and his face became gloomy.

After being stunned for a moment, he laughed loudly: "I don't need it for now."

His current goal is to practice martial arts well and prevent that catastrophe, but if he really meets a girl he likes, he will take good care of it.

However, he hasn't met a girl he likes in more than 30 years, so it may be difficult in his life.

He added: "If Jinlan wants it, let Yan Yi arrange it."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Jinlan shook her head immediately, "I don't want it! What are the women doing here? There is not a single woman in this huge magic palace."

Qiao Zhen burst out laughing because of his childish words, thinking, Yan Jinlan has not grown up yet, a woman is good, he still can't detect it now, and he will understand later.

At the end, Yan Jinlan repeated in a low voice: "Ah Zheng is enough for me."

Qiao Zhen rubbed the top of his head heavily, "Silly! You are going to marry a wife and have children in the future, otherwise, who will inherit this huge magic palace? You managed to get all of this out of Yan Tiancheng's hands If you grab it, how can you be willing to hand it over to outsiders."

Yan Jinlan raised her head and stared at him blankly with her eyes open, as if she had never thought about the problem.

Qiao Zhen added: "But you are still young, it doesn't matter if you don't think about it."

Only then did Yan Jinlan feel a little happier.

Qiao Zhen stayed in Yan Jinlan's main hall all afternoon, watching Yan Jinlan deal with those things. This was the first time he had come into contact with the gray industry of the magic palace. Apart from the way of making money by hiring people to kill, there were many other ways to make money. Gambling shops, restaurants, and even private salt, the industrial chain of the Demon Palace is almost spread across the entire continent.

Qiao Zhen was stunned when he looked at it at a glance.

No wonder in the previous life, the group of people from the Wulin League always encouraged him to lead those people into the magic palace. Who wouldn't want to pounce on such a big piece of fat and take a bite.

"Jinlan, since you have so many ways to make money, why do you want to expand your territory? Isn't it good to go your own way with those martial arts people?"

He remembered that Yan Jinlan led the people to fight there before the group of people from the Martial Arts League in the previous life entered the Demon Palace. The ambition of martial arts.

Yan Jinlan propped her elbows on the desk, resting her chin with one hand, staring at him without blinking.

"Doesn't Ah Zheng have any ambitions? Could it be that Ah Zheng is willing to stay in this magic palace and be a lowly disciple for the rest of his life?"

Qiao Zhen shook her head: "My ambition is not here."

He wants to regain the throne of martial arts leader and successfully avoid the previous catastrophe. This is his ambition.

Yan Jinlan rolled his eyes, and suddenly asked: "So, Ah Zheng will leave here in the future?"

This time, Qiao Zhen didn't say a word, he must be leaving here, it's just a matter of time, but now Yan Jinlan's temperament is not stable, and he might be demonized at any time, so he won't for the time being leave.

Qiao Zhen saw the sky outside gradually darken, and said to Yan Jinlan: "Wuji wants to work by your side, can you see if he can be promoted to a senior disciple?"

Yan Jinlan agreed without hesitation.

In the evening, after Qiao Zhen had dinner, he went back to his residence. Yan Jinlan originally wanted to go with him, but Yan Yi suddenly flew out from the darkness and said that he had something important to discuss with Yan Jinlan. Cai reluctantly waved at him, and told him not to go to bed first, but to wait for him to come over.

Qiao Zhen waved her hand, indicating that she knew.

However, when he returned to his residence, he felt drowsiness rushing in as soon as he touched the bed, and he couldn't help closing his eyes.

It seemed as if he had slept for a long time before Qiao Zhen woke up from his dream. He turned his head and glanced at the window that had not been closed. The full moon had already risen in midair. It should be midnight by this time.

He looked to the side, and the seat next to it was empty, and Yan Jinlan didn't come over.

Maybe he was caught by something, and then he just rested in the hall, Qiao Zhen thought in a daze, closed his eyes and fell asleep again.

In the early morning of the second day, just as Qiao Zhen opened his eyes, Wuji hurriedly pushed the door in, ignoring that he was still lying on the bed, and directly grabbed his arm and ran outside.

Qiao Zhen hadn't figured out the situation yet, as soon as Wuji pulled him, he ran after him, and came to the hall without even putting on his coat.

When he reached the door, Wuji stopped, and said out of breath, "Last night, there were assassins in the hall, and the Lord was injured. You should hurry in and have a look!"

Yan Jinlan was injured?

Qiao Zhen could only feel his eyelids twitching. Before Wuji could say anything more, he immediately shook off Wuji's hand and rushed into the hall.

Yan Jinlan was lying on the side of the bed, which was large enough to accommodate several people, her face pale with the kind of blood loss.

Qiao Zhen went to the bed and sat down, holding Yan Jinlan's hand tightly.

"Yan Yi, what's going on? Aren't the demon palace heavily guarded? Why are there assassins?"

What's more, Yan Jinlan's martial arts is so strong, how can an ordinary assassin hurt Yan Jinlan?

Yan Yi glanced at him inexplicably, and then slowly said: "That person sneaked in a long time ago, and has been pretending to be a low-level disciple. He is familiar with everyone around him, and no one noticed. Some people made a feint outside and attracted them all, but the Lord was not prepared, so he was injured."

Qiao Zhen knew that things were not that simple, so she waited for Yan Yi's next words.

Sure enough, Yan Yi said again: "That person disguised himself to look like you, the lord will be slack, and he was seriously injured in the end."

Qiao Zhen's heart skipped a beat, it turned out to be disguised!How could it be such a coincidence?

He suddenly thought of the martial arts compatriot he rescued last time. At that time, he only told him to leave quickly, but he didn't see whether he left with his own eyes. Maybe the assassin this time was the same person last time.

At the moment when he was stunned, Yan Yi quickly stretched out his hand towards him.