When Zhao Yun woke up again, he was already on the back of the white crane.

The first thing he did when he woke up was to stuff a rag into his mouth. In this situation, Xiuer could no longer be left blind, and Ziling could no longer be offended.

"Where did you learn corpse language and coffin sinking techniques?"

Ziling said calmly, according to her opinion, these secret techniques are only known to the corpse tribe.

"Some old immortal taught me this."

Zhao Yun replied, but then he was stunned again.

This is really true. He is immortal! He refers to the Moon God.

"Who is your master?"

Ziling spoke again and looked at Zhao Yun intently. As mentioned before, even Hongyuan must be a giant. Otherwise, he would not be able to teach such an outstanding disciple. He has superb acting skills and is very courageous. The main thing is

What's more, his methods are extraordinary, and she has never heard of the Tianwu aura.

"It's a girl named Xiu'er."

Zhao Yun pulled out the rag, said something, and then blocked his mouth again.

"Xiu'er?"

Ziling raised her eyebrows, is this a name?

After a simple dialogue, it became quiet again, and the white crane flashed across the sky like light.

"You little brat."

"When I get back, I will curse you to death."

"Hey...."

It looks calm on the surface, but in reality there is a turbulent undercurrent.

Just like the disciple named Zhao Yun, just like the master named Xiu'er.

These two have been scolding each other all the way.

During this period, many birds and beasts were seen, all of them were mounted, and they were all heading towards Canglang City. Whether they were watching the excitement or causing trouble, they were all going for the young master of the Zhao family.

Ziling saw it in her eyes but said nothing.

The reason why she faced off against the strong man from the Blood Clothes Sect was because she encountered him on the way to Canglang City. When enemies meet, they don't say a word and just start fighting on the spot.

These people are destined to have a wasted trip.

Zhao Yun is here, and Han Yan can't find him even if he searches to death.

When it comes to Han Yan, there is enough anger. Is he going to the city lord's palace to scold his mother?

"Look, look for me carefully."

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

The one who enjoyed the most fun was Han Ming. So many people searched everywhere for three days and two nights, but they couldn't find Zhao Yun. Did he disappear from the world?

"Whoever captures Zhao Yun will receive a reward of 100,000 yuan."

Han Yan's face was ugly enough. As the lord of a city, he couldn't even find anyone in his own territory. If word of this spread, how could he still be around?

At night, the city became even more chaotic.

Look at the soldiers with swords. They are found on almost every street. I really searched from door to door.

"Haven't found it yet?"

The torches were brightly lit inside the city, and the people outside the city were a little anxious.

"I really admire Han Yan."

"It's time to underestimate Zhao Yun. Where is he hiding?"

"What's the rush? It's just a matter of time."

There are many forces from all sides, gathered in small and small groups.

Again, I really can't sleep until I hear the news that Zhao Yun was killed.

"This battle, tut tut tut."

On the top of a hill, a fat old man stood with his hands on his hands, clicking his tongue.

Beside him, Lao Xuandao was holding a pipe, looking in all directions, blowing out smoke rings deeply, as if he was cultivating an immortal, maybe he could even ascend in the smoke.

"Your face seems really worthless."

Lao Xuankong sighed, speaking to Yang Xiong.

They are both city lords and have the power to mobilize troops. They don't even have to go through the door. Isn't it embarrassing?

"He is a vengeful person."

Yang Xiong’s words are full of life philosophy.

The relationship with Han Yan was not good. When Han Ming went to Forget Ancient City, he had spilled some blood. Han Yan, who was determined to retaliate, naturally held a grudge in his heart. If he entered the city? If he didn't pull out the army to deal with him, he would

It’s very embarrassing.

While he was talking, he suddenly saw a ray of light coming.

If you look carefully, you will see that it is 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 send messages.

"open."

Lao Xuandao formed a seal with one hand and turned the butterfly into a note.

There was only one sentence on the note: Zhao Yun is in Forget the Ancient City.

Seeing this, all four of them twitched their lips.

Damn it, when did that guy leave Canglang City and when did he return to Wangu City?

What's ridiculous is that they only found out at this time.

What else are you talking about? Let’s send our collective greetings to the young master of the Zhao family!

Ah...sneeze!

On Bai He's back, Zhao Yun sneezed and let out a domineering expression.

Soon, the white crane fell from the sky.

Not far away, you can already see the Ancient City of Forgetfulness.

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

"Do you want to shake him out?"

Ziling murmured in her heart.

If Lao Xuandao and the others were told about Zhao Yun's bluff, they would definitely be very lively.

Forget the ancient city, blooming with flowers.

Compared to the outside, home is warmer, at least that's what Zhao Yun thinks.

I went out once and walked back and forth several times in front of the Gate of Hell.

He walked gently and saw soldiers with swords. He was walking on the streets, not to look for people, but to patrol. In troubled times, Yang Xiong did not dare to be careless.

"Why did Zhao Yun go to Canglang City?"

"That's not important. What's important is that he can't come out."

"Zhao Yuan doesn't know how uncomfortable it must be."

"My son finally reconnected with his spiritual veins, but he ran into this kind of thing again."

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

Wherever you go, there are legends about the young master of the Zhao family. People gather in tea stalls and wine shops, and most of them are talking about it. It has nothing to do with them, and they are only responsible for gossiping.

Father injured?

Zhao Yun frowned and quickened his pace.

Of course I feel guilty. Before going to Guiming Mountain Cave, I should go back to Forgotten City first.

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

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

"I knew you were still alive."

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

Besides him, there are also purple-haired children, Chi Yan and Xiao Linglong.

I haven't seen the little money fan, so he must have been hidden in the City Lord's Mansion by Old Xuan Dao. Compared to the Zhao family, the City Lord's Mansion is safer, and the Bloody Clothes Sect doesn't dare to break into the City Lord's Mansion to rob people.

"Where is my father?"
To be continued...