There was another shouting outside Qianqiu Ancient City, and the Mo family ran out again to welcome the "heroes" home. The Holy Son they talked about was not only Mo Zi, but Zhao Yun was also regarded as the Holy Son of the Mo family, Mo Zi, Feng Wu, Mo Zi.
The elders of the family and the powerful members of the Demon family have already made it clear that Zhao Yun's words are their words. They are not only grateful, but also regard Zhao Yun as their leader.
"Low-key."
Zhao Yun and Mo Zi both spoke with sincerity and sincerity.
Whenever the two of them said these two words, a certain character would be particularly dazzling.
"Take it and share it."
After entering the city, Zhao Yun moved out the storage talisman.
Huanmeng took it and smiled.
Look at this weight, how many cultivation resources it requires!
It was that crooked-necked tree again, where Zidu and the others were hung, swaying in the wind.
"Another fifty million."
Mako stretched out his hand and caressed Zidu as if he were caressing his daughter-in-law.
"Another cash machine." Zhao Yun was also touching it, like stroking a treasure.
His words are very knowledgeable.
Man! If you want to pursue something, tie me up a few times... you have everything.
Feeling around, he used the soul-searching technique.
This method is not difficult to learn. He has already begun to get a glimpse of the method. He used Zidu to test it and found out whether it was the best or not. He could find out many useful secrets. The young master of a big family must have hidden many secrets.
Unfortunately, the soul search technique is ineffective.
He didn't believe in evil, so he found more than a dozen powerful people from the Demon Suppression Division to try them one by one.
Of course, most people have some kind of restrictions engraved on their minds that block soul searching, or maybe their understanding of soul searching is far from enough. This technique... still needs a lot of time to hone.
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"Take a day off and get paid tomorrow."
Zhao Yun waved his hand and went to the Zhao family's mountain peak.
As he walked, he saw that most of the demon family members were busy, making parts, drawing spells, practicing, or absorbing spiritual energy. When they saw him walking by, they all showed respect. This kind of respect was only reserved for the Holy Son before.
, the saint and the elders have them, and now, they have added him to the list.
In addition to respect, there is gratitude.
It’s really sad to think about the days when I was hunted down!
It was Zhao Yun who gave them a place to live, at least they didn't have to hide around.
"I heard that you are playing the role of Dragon Concubine in Tianzong."
Ling Fei appeared out of nowhere, a small man with his hands clasped in his hands, full of artistic conception.
"Hmm... big."
Zhao Yun said meaningfully, he was talking about the nine-tailed fairy fox.
He said that, but Ling Fei didn't think so.
Regardless of his short stature, once you open your mind, it's like a TV series.
Zhao Yun was too lazy to talk nonsense with him.
When passing by a mountain peak, he went to see Orchid. He had been sleeping for a long time and had no sign of waking up. He could only see a layer of brilliant halo covering her delicate body, and the power of her bloodline was evolving to its fullest.
He appeared again and was already Zhaojiafeng.
In front of the Zhao family's residence, he stood quietly.
This mansion was built with great care by the Zhao family. It was exactly the same as in his memory. It gave him the illusion that he was in Forgotten City. He had only been away from home for a few months, but it felt like a hundred years ago. The home that had left his hometown had a sense of place.
Such tenderness, but it's a pity that neither father nor mother is here.
"Third brother, I'm home." Zhao Chuan called.
"Go home." Zhao Yun smiled and stepped into the mansion.
As seen from the outside, they are exactly the same. There is my father's villa, my mother's boudoir, and his old room. Every room, every tile, every courtyard, and every yard seems to have been copied perfectly. There is also the Zhao family's ancestral hall.
, the ancestral tablets are also placed there quietly.
"Have a meal."
All the Zhao family came and held a banquet in the garden.
The picture is warm.
It is rare to find peace without being disturbed by the demon family.
When night fell outside, Zhao Yun got up and left the banquet and went to his room. Before leaving, he left a lot of cultivation resources for the Zhao family, enough for a few months, and there will be more in the future.
He took the ice jade bed and his father lay quietly on it.
He also took out the ice jade coffin, and his wife slept peacefully.
Perhaps he was too sleepy, and he fell into sleep inadvertently.
He did not sleep peacefully, as if he had a nightmare, his brows were furrowed, and he sometimes showed signs of pain. In addition, he also spoke in sleep, always with the word "eternal sky" in it, which lingered for a long time.
He has nightmares and Luna is not in good condition.
She was sitting cross-legged on the moon, originally settling her soul. The haze was gorgeous, the rain and mist were dreamy, but her pretty eyebrows were wrinkled deeper and tighter than Zhao Yun. It is said that gods are otherworldly. At this level,
Basically, you don’t dream. If you have a dream, it must be a prophecy.
No one knew what she was dreaming about, only her expression was painful.
break!
With a slight scolding from her, she opened her eyes wide.
At that moment, she stood up and looked up into nothingness. Her beautiful eyes were almost narrowed into a line. She didn't feel wrong. There must be a pair of eyes in the dark, staring at her, or perhaps, staring at Zhao Yun.
It seems that the latter is more reliable because she can vaguely capture it because she is in Zhao Yun's consciousness. Zhao Yun is a mortal and cannot sense it, but she is a god and will never be wrong.
She exhausted her vision and saw an eternal light.
She looked at something she shouldn't have seen again, and suffered a terrible backlash. Her eyes were overflowing with blood. The blood here was of course strands of soul power that she had accumulated so hard. Now, as inch by inch passed, her soul body was extremely distorted.
, quite in a state of collapse.
She was indifferent and only looked at the eternal light.
It was that light that carried God's blessing. Zhao Yun couldn't see it, but she could see it.
Now, besides the eternal light... there is another light.
That light... was even more dazzling, blinding her eyes for a moment. She had never been so shocked as at this moment. The second light was also eternal, and seemed to last forever.
"God's...curse."
Only she could hear her murmur.
Two eternal lights, one blessing and one curse, confused her state of mind. She really wanted to know how Zhao Yun came about, so that two supreme gods... did not hesitate to cross time and space.
"It's really yours."
"Even me...are you included in your calculation?"
Moon Goddess raised her cheek, closed her eyes tightly, and was already blind. There was still soul power flowing out of the corners of her eyes. Her words were to the god who sent the blessing. God's blessing... cannot defeat God's curse.
, and she, the Moon Goddess, must therefore join the battle and help Blessing... fight the curse together.
Roar! Roar!
As she expected, the blessing and the curse started a war, and they both transformed into dragons and fought to the death.
Although this level of confrontation is in Zhao Yun's consciousness, it is also in the dark. It is precisely because of the dark that the power it should have has been erased. Otherwise, just a trace of the aftermath... is enough to kill Zhao Yun ten thousand times.
"Why did I choose you among the vast crowds of people?" Moon Goddess murmured and sighed. Even if it was a plan, she had to fight. Zhao Yun was killed, and she was also wiped out.
As she finished speaking, the moon under her feet turned into an illusory sword.
She raised her sword and appeared in the darkness of consciousness.
Uh...!
Zhao Yun groaned, and a stream of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
The nightmare...is not over yet.
The last humanitarian commander will completely open an eternal legend because of it...