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 playing the most was Han Ming. So many people searched everywhere for three days and two nights, but they couldn't find Zhao Yun. Did that guy 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 them 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 smoke rings deeply, and the smoke was lingering, as if he was practicing immortality, maybe he could even ascend.
"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, the four of them all 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 looking for people, but patrolling. 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 connected to 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?"
"In a swoon."
Zhao Yun had no time to reminisce, so he walked through the wall in one step.
"This guy's life is really big!"
The purple-haired child couldn't help but click his tongue. That night, Zhao Yun was chasing a Ksitigarbha statue. He fell into the river and was chased by all parties, but he still managed to come back alive.
"I don't even know whose disciple he is."
Chi Yan said that Hongyuan's name was not just for fun.
Talent!
Xiao Linglong felt sad in her heart.
To be honest, despite his shameless nature, that guy is still very evil.
In the room, Zhao Yun was already standing in front of the bed.
Zhao Yuan lay helpless, still asleep, his face was pale and bloodless.
Zhao Yun hurriedly took the small gourd.
Once the spiritual liquid is poured down, any injury will be no problem.
Is this okay? Zhao Yuan lay in bed for a long time, unable to feel the pain anymore.
"Father."
"Yun'er?"
"It's me."
Zhao Yun smiled, and there was murderous intention hidden under the smile. He was not targeting his father, but the person who hurt his father. Maybe it was the Great Elder Sect, or the Blood Clothes Sect, or a strong man from a big family and a hostile family.
.
No matter which one it is, it will have to be settled someday.
"Just come back."
Zhao Yuan climbed out of bed, bursting into tears.
Fortunately, the child is back. If Zhao Yun also dies, he will collapse.
Buzz!
Soon, the underground palace door opened wide.
The two of them stepped in together, and Hibiscus lay quietly on it like an ice sculpture.
Zhao Yuan was filled with tears every time he came here.
And Zhao Yun's previous words rekindled his hope.
"Xiu'er, how to do it."
"Wait until the moon is full."
The Moon God said calmly that when the soul is summoned on a full moon night, the chance of resurrection is greater.
In these few moments, Zhao Yuan also looked at Zhao Yun several times.
He didn't ask after all. As a father, he couldn't put too much pressure on his children.
"Will be resurrected."
Zhao Yun smiled with relief.
By the way, I also took a look at the Soul Flower in the Qiankun Bag.
Full moon day.
Just look at the almanac and it’s only in the past two or three days.
With two soul flowers and an ever-burning lamp, my mother will return to the world.
"Father, be careful of the Great Elder."
After collecting his thoughts, Zhao Yun slowly spoke.
Zhao Yuan frowned slightly, could he hear the meaning behind the words? Did he discover something?
Zhao Yun did not say it clearly and it has not been truly determined.
At this juncture, it's better to be on guard.
He is really so cruel and ruthless that he can do anything.
Late at night, Zhao Yun came out of the underground palace.
"How did you sneak out?"
The fat little black man was still there and poked Zhao Yun with his hand.
"This...it's a long story."
Zhao Yun took a deep breath.
His journey can only be described as twists and turns.
It's a miracle that he came back alive.
"It's great to have the best master in the world."
The purple-haired child just sighed, and was very sure that Zhao Yun could come back alive because of Daxia Hongyuan. The disciple could not control the situation, so the master came out to suppress the situation.
"The Heavenly Martial Realm figure who came out of Guiming Mountain Cave is your master."
Chi Yan glanced at Zhao Yun, and Niu Hong and the purple-haired child also pricked up their ears.
"Other than my master, who else has this ability?"
Zhao Yun straightened his collar and strode away. Reflecting the moonlight, there seemed to be an extra halo of light in the sky, which was called "Puge". In the dark night, "Puge" was getting better and better.
"It's really Daxia Hongyuan."
The three people behind him all clicked their tongues, unable to conceal their awe.
"Will it be the master?"
Xiao Linglong murmured.
I always feel that something is wrong. When did Master leave the forbidden area and why did he go to the forbidden area?
Here, Zhao Yun has secretly returned to the room.
Liu Ruxin was sleeping peacefully, while he tiptoed to the bedside, offering her true energy to nourish her body. Sometimes he would reach out and poke his wife's jade peak, which made the moon god squint. Can he still do it?
A bit promising.
"Where are the people? Get out."
Before daybreak, Lao Xuandao and the others arrived. They all blew their beards and stared, waiting eagerly for three days and two nights. Zhao Yun was actually in Forget the Ancient City.
The little money fan also came, and that one burst into tears of gratitude.
Along with her, there was Ziling, who looked at Zhao Yun sideways.
Honestly.
It was fine when he met other people, but when he met this one, Zhao Yun became unnatural and had the urge to run away on the spot. He hung on a tree all night and was almost beaten to death.
"How did it come out?"
Lao Xuandao cursed loudly, his face turned as black as coke.
"My master brought it out for me."
Zhao Yun coughed dryly and pulled the master out again to sneak around.
When he said this, he did not forget to look at Ziling and tell her not to throw her away.
"It depends on your performance."
Ziling didn't say anything, her expression said everything.
Blow, keep blowing.
Xiao Linglong curled her lips in her heart, Ziling knew the secret, and so did she.
"Your master!"
After hearing Hong Yuan's name, several old guys were particularly interested.
"Come on the full moon."
Zhao Yun said and took a sip of wine.
I have already prepared my words and just given a precise date.
"The full moon is good, the full moon is peaceful."
The fat old man smoothed his beard, as did Lao Xuandao and Lao Xuankong.
What can I say? I haven’t seen you for a few days and I miss you so much.