When Zhao Qianqiu rushed back to the city where the demon dragon in the transformation realm died, Yi Qianyan had already arrived.
Zhao Qianqiu glanced at Yi Qianyan who was standing next to Da Sikou.
"Uncle Master."
The dark-faced old man who had been talking to Yi Qianyan with a smile before turned his head when he heard this, glared at his unconscious nephew, tilted his head and nodded the female swordsman beside him with his chin.
Zhao Qianqiu looked helpless.
Yi Qianyan was a little embarrassed. She had arrived early just now, and Da Sikou had been chatting with her. In fact, it would have been fine if it was just chatting, but he always said "My family Qianqiu" on the left, "My nephew" on the right, and three
Zhao Qianqiu couldn't stop talking, making it difficult for her to answer the conversation.
"Junior Sister Yi Qianyan."
"Senior Brother Zhao Qianqiu."
Yi Qianyan returned the gift with a cupped hand. Da Si Kou has always been approachable in Jiange and is willing to support the juniors. She is good at everything, but she just likes to pull strings and help the juniors find partners. She and Zhao Qianqiu were originally close classmates and would say hello when they met.
We chatted for a few words, but since I was ordered by Da Si Kou, I was embarrassed to pretend to be a passerby when meeting in private.
I guess he called her to help this time because he wanted to let her and Zhao Qianqiu get along more.
Da Sikou looked at the two juniors from side to side and nodded. The more he looked at them, the more satisfied he became. They both had thousands of characters in their names, and they were similar in age and had similar cultivation. He just felt that he had done another great good deed.
As an old man, I really worry about the next generation of Jiange.
"Didn't Uncle Master say that the beast's accomplices are in Shanshui Cave? Why did you call me back again?"
Neither Zhao Qianqiu nor Zhao Qianqiu asked what happened to the Nascent Soul of the monster dragon, because they knew that as long as it fell into the hands of Da Sikou, there would be no chance of running away, and they would only be toyed with by the Yima.
between.
"Its demon elixir has been banned and it just attempted to self-destruct."
Da Sikou said cheerfully, his voice was kind, and he still had a smile on his face, but his words made Zhao Qianqiu and Zhao Qianqiu look pale.
"There is probably a trap over there in the Shanshui Cave. Don't go there. I'll go take a look. You and Qianyan go and inform the disciples in the mansion to seal off the Zhishui Kingdom. In addition to those cunning loaches, there are also some running
I’ll catch all the small fish that can’t fall.”
"According to the decree."
"According to the decree."
"Uncle Master, Qianqiu..." Zhao Qianqiu looked at Yi Qianyan halfway through his words.
The latter raised his eyebrows, said goodbye to Da Sikou, and took the first step.
Yi Qianyan didn't care too much about being treated as an outsider. She was just here to help out. Moreover, based on what she had seen and heard so far, there was probably a seventh-level monk behind this incident, so she had better not get involved.
It's better to be too deep.
Although the seventh realm and the sixth realm are only one realm apart, the gap between the two can only be truly understood by those who have experienced this natural chasm, such as her.
And being able to place a ban on the Nascent Soul of a sixth-level demon cultivator without even knowing it, huh, how can an ordinary seventh-level person do that?
Moreover, this incident also involves the Zhao family... When news of the incident that happened in Kundu more than ten years ago came out, she could not believe that the Fuyao Elector's Mansion, which had stood in the Xuanhuang Realm for 70,000 years, had just... fallen.
?
Recalling Qianyan leaving with his sword, he felt a little sad.
Only Zhao Qianqiu and Da Sikou were left in the place.
In fact, there were many people around these two people at this moment, because they were standing on a street with endless crowds of people, but everyone who passed by "ignored" them.
The two of them are like two rocks in a big river, surrounded by water and surrounded by fish.
Because there is an Italian horse flying happily through this turbulent current.
Zhao Qianqiu looked at the uncle in front of him who had been taking care of him.
Uncle Shi’s real name is Chen Yi.
When his master passed away, he, Zhao Qianqiu, was still a young man. He was full of passion and went to Kundu alone to kill demons with his sword. At that time, his uncle was already one of the famous swordsmen in Kundu, serving in the Elector's Palace.
Under the care of his uncle, he escaped from death again and again. In the end, he lived up to his expectations. He killed demons and sharpened his sword along the way, constantly breaking through situations, and became one of the most outstanding young men in Kundu sword cultivation.
The only regret is that I did not enter the seventh level of sword cultivation in Kundu and be able to stand side by side with my uncle.
After that big change, Uncle Shi left Kundu sadly.
With his ability to kill demons, Uncle Master instinctively returned directly to the Tai'a Sword Pavilion's authentic sect and stood at the top positions of the Taizong of the human race. No matter what, he could have gone to Nanxiaoyaozhou, but he chose to come to this small
Wangquezhou became the chief Sikou of the Sikou Mansion who was shorter than the sect leader of the lower sect.
Zhao Qianqiu didn't understand his uncle's choice, but he still followed him all the way.
And now that damn beast actually killed Uncle Master's close disciple!
He knew very well that his uncle, perhaps because he was an old member of Fuyao Houfu, favored the Zhao family's children very much. The boy from the Zhao family in Anling was his junior brother. His uncle valued him very much and always regarded him as the heir to the mantle.
Teach by words and deeds, and preach for them.
Although Uncle Master has been smiling and calm so far, and he is even in the mood to worry about his marriage, but that is because Uncle Master is interested! You can cut off your thoughts and not think about it, but who
Do you know how uncomfortable my uncle is in his heart?
Zhao Qianqiu's heart surged with anger, and the sword patterns on his face alternated between light and dark.
"Control your anger." The smile on Chen Zhi's face faded and he said in a deep voice.
Zhao Qianqiu took a deep breath and cooperated with the sword pattern to suppress the anger. This was the sequelae of killing demons in Kundu and being polluted by the aura behind the Demon Desolate Gate for a long time. However, with the sword pattern,
, the problem is not very serious.
"Uncle Master, did those guys behind the door do it?"
"How dare they come here! Are they looking for death?"
This is also what puzzles Zhao Qianqiu the most. The cost for them to come here from behind is too high, and they may never come back. Although they hate the Fuyao Zhao family extremely, if they just want to eliminate a few branches of the Zhao family,
That's not worth it, unless...
Unless there are huge interests driving them.
Is it someone or something?
How does this relate to the Zhao family branch in Wangquezhou?
Chen Zhi glanced deeply at Zhao Qianqiu and did not answer his doubts. He just gave him a few words and let him leave.
With a flash of sword light, only Chen Yi was left on the spot.
In the sea of people, there is one person alone.
The old man turned his head and looked north.
There were many things he didn't tell Zhao Qianqiu.
For example, this time his closed disciple returned home to visit his relatives, which was arranged by him personally.
For example, not long ago, he saw the scene in the lake of the god-transforming demon dragon.
Although the man's face was blurry, he let out a chuckle.
Perhaps in Yaojiao's memory, the man just smiled casually at that time.
But the old man knew that this laughter was reserved for him, Chen Zhi.
sarcasm, contempt.
The man knew he would see it, and he also recognized the person with the blurry face, but he didn't know what appearance it showed now.
Both parties were "old friends" in the past.
One inside the door and one outside.
Countless images appeared in the old man's mind.
There was the time when he followed the old marquis in Kundu and killed the demon with his sword.
There has been careful planning over the years.
There is the decisive expression of his disciple after learning his fate.
In the next second, they were all chopped off by Yima.
Only one thought remains.
Mr. Bai's prediction was good, they are still looking for the young master.