Villain: Overturn the table, I don’t want to play anymore!

The more the two of them fought, the more they fought.

He now understood why those senior sisters and brothers would punch and kick the Holy Land of Yaoguang at every turn.

Who could bear this!

The veins on Zixiao's forehead became more and more violent as the Holy Lord of Yaoguang approached, and his originally deep pupils began to change, and the ancient double pupils were about to appear.

Fortunately, when he was about to break through the safe distance, the Holy Lord of Yaoguang retreated.

"Junior brother, when are you going to leave? I need to contact Yi Zu and the others. I don't know if they have finished fighting Qiu Feng...discussing the Dao."

"I'll leave tomorrow."

"Well, I know! I'll go and prepare now, but junior brother, I really thank you so much."

After that, the Holy Lord Yaoguang was about to move forward again. Seeing this, Zi Xiao quickly stepped back, his eyes full of vigilance.

"Junior brother, you are willing to tarnish your reputation for the sake of the sect. Don't worry, no matter what happens in the future, I will stand behind you..." The Holy Lord Yaoguang said with a "gentle" face.

"This...this...thank you for your concern, senior brother, then I'll take my leave first."

"Uncle Junior, wait a minute, let's chat for a while! I still want to talk to you more!"

When Yan Ling'er heard that Zi Xiao was leaving, she quickly tried to keep him.

But Zi Xiao seemed to have not heard it, completely ignored Yan Ling'er's retention, turned around and left directly, and could even be described as running.

He was afraid that if he stayed a little longer, he would punch the Holy Lord Yaoguang fiercely.

What Zixiao didn't know was that the Holy Lord Yaoguang shed tears of emotion as he watched him leave.

My junior brother treated me like this, I really...

"Hey! Old man!"

The Holy Lord Yaoguang was feeling moved by himself, but was brought back to reality by his own disciple.

"You traitor! Do you want to tell Master? Tell me, what's the matter?"

Yan Ling'er pouted and said dissatisfiedly: "If it weren't for your disgusting expression, how could Junior Master leave so quickly! I want to talk to him more!"

"What a disgusting expression! What are you talking about!"

Yaoguang Saint said angrily: "I can't help but feel a sense of sympathy with Junior Master! Junior Master is such a noble person, but he discredits himself for the sake of the sect. How can I not be moved? If you can be like your Junior Master, I will feel relieved."

"Half? Can't I just become Junior Master's other half?" Yan Ling'er's pretty face was slightly flushed.

"Ah..."

The Holy Lord Yaoguang sighed, and then said: "My disciple, you should know that my junior brother is a genius among geniuses. Such a person must be surrounded by beautiful girls. It is said that there are countless fairies in Tianxuan Holy Land who love him."

"Old man! Don't you have confidence in your own disciple? Am I not worthy of my junior uncle?"

As she spoke, Yan Ling'er proudly raised her swan-like neck.

"My disciple, look..."

The Holy Lord Yaoguang pointed outside the hall. There was a tree in the distant mountain. The tree was out of tune with the surroundings. It was surrounded by fairy trees, but it was a mortal tree, and it still stood tall among the fairy trees.

Yan Linger immediately realized: "I understand Master, you mean that even if you are ordinary, you can still stand out from the crowd of geniuses, right? But your analogy is wrong. I am also a proud girl of heaven, and I am no worse than them!"

The Holy Lord of Yaoguang shook his head and said with a melancholy face: "Disciple, you misunderstood. What I mean is that if you dare to harass your junior uncle, I will hang you on that crooked tree and hang you to death!"

"Old man! You are looking for death!!!"

...

The next morning, Zixiao left the Holy Land of Yaoguang directly.

The gatekeepers had already received the order of the Holy Lord of Yaoguang, and they respected Zixiao so much that they said nothing and sent Zixiao away.

After leaving the Holy Land of Yaoguang, Zixiao could feel a few breaths hidden in the surrounding space.

Needless to say, it must be the protector prepared by the Holy Lord of Yaoguang for him.

Now that the ancestors have been blown out of their graves one after another, it is naturally no problem for them to protect Zixiao.

Chilian City is not far from Yaoguang Holy Land, and Zixiao soon arrived at this city.

There were no bloody hero-saving-beauty incidents along the way.

Chilian City was destroyed by Piaomiao's battle with that terrifying creature, and now it has been restored by someone with great means.

Seeing this intact city, Zixiao also sighed.

Arriving

In front of the city gate, the guards saw Zixiao with a strange look in their eyes. Zixiao's portrait had already spread throughout the surrounding star fields.

So the guards saw Zixiao's identity at a glance, but they didn't say anything, but let him go directly.

At the moment when Zixiao walked into Chilian City, the array pattern surrounding the entire Chilian City seemed to light up.

But no one was staring at the array pattern, so no abnormality was found.

Looking at the lively surroundings, Zixiao felt a little interested.

You know, the previous war has proved that this so-called neutral city is just a cover.

If there is really any problem, the creatures underground will come out directly, but even so, there is still an endless stream of cultivators coming and going, and even the shops in the city have reopened.

It can be seen how important a city that can accommodate the exchanges between the righteous and evil cultivators is.

"Young Master!!!"

Just as Zixiao was strolling along, the former Qingfeng Tower follower, Manager Qian, came towards him, his face full of anxiety.

"Manager Qian?"

Seeing the person coming, Zixiao was also a little happy, after all, the other party's arrangement for him was indeed very good!

Manager Qian came to Zixiao's side and whispered: "Young Master, why are you in Chilian City again?!"

"Oh? What, are you afraid that I will ask you for the witch? Why are you so nervous?" Zixiao joked.

"Oh! Young Master! You are staying well in Yaoguang Holy Land, why did you come to this place!" Manager Qian's tone was extremely serious: "Since the last time, Chilian City has been full of your portraits, and a bounty has been issued for you."

"And it was also said that the Chilian City's forbidden martial arts contract is invalid for you, that is, anyone can attack you."

"Interesting."

Zixiao looked at the monks around him. After he entered Chilian City, he felt the ill intentions of those around him.

Now it seems that it must be because of the fact that Chilian City wanted him.

It is estimated that the reason why those people have not taken action yet is because they are worried about him being accepted as a disciple by Piaomiao.

No matter how high the reward is, you have to be alive to receive it. Everyone is waiting and watching.

"What? Don't you want to receive the reward? Look at the idiots around you. They all seem to want to eat me."