City Exchange Life Club

Hundred Flowers Palace.

When Zhao Yan came here, what he saw was everyone with sad faces and Ling Keke with red eyes.

There are also Sima Chun and Chen Zhao who look remorseful.

"Husband, woo woo..." Seeing Zhao Yan, Ling Keke couldn't help jumping into his arms and crying.

After all, Zhao Qingcheng is her biological daughter who was born in October and raised with one hand.

Now that she was taken away, she didn't know her life or death, how could she feel better? Just pretending to be strong.

Zhao Yan stroked her junior gently and comforted her softly: "Okay, it's alright, Qingcheng is so smart, she can live well anywhere."

He is more confident in this point, because Zhao Qingcheng is as handsome and good-looking as him, and he is also shameless enough. He is also deceitful and decisive.

With these factors, there is no need to worry too much about Zhao Qingcheng's life safety.

Just worry about the safety of others.

"Hmm." Ling Keke let out a low sob, but didn't clamor for Zhao Yan to save her daughter.

Because she is also an immortal cultivator, and she has been in Chixiaotian for so long, she naturally knows that if her daughter is captured by the great power of the three days in the middle, then Zhao Yan will be helpless for the time being, crying and making a lot of noise will only give him Increased stress and does nothing.

So she seemed calmer.

Zhao Yan looked at Chen Zhao again.

Chen Zhao met Zhao Yan's gaze, with a look of shame and self-blame on his face: "Uncle, it's because I didn't protect Qingcheng well, I...I really..."

He felt unworthy of being a man.

"Okay, it has nothing to do with you, you can't protect her with your little power." Zhao Yan interrupted him.

Chen Zhao: "..."

Uncle, your words hurt people a lot.

Although you are telling the truth, can't you be more euphemistic?

Zhao Yan said, "Tell me about it carefully."

"Yes." Chen Zhao took a deep breath, and then began to tell the story of the incident: "Aunt Chun and I, Qingcheng, flew together, and just got out of the ascending platform, and was going to come to Chu to find you, but I didn't expect to meet a Qingluan on the road. The car we were pulling flew across the sky, and we stopped to take a look out of curiosity."

"I didn't expect that a big hand suddenly fell from the sky and grabbed Qingcheng, and then I heard a woman say that she wanted Qingcheng to be her maid. By the way, she also left a magic weapon as Qingcheng's money."

When Chen Zhao said this, he took out a water-blue flying sword as thin as a cicada's wings.

This is a superb fairy artifact.

It is a top-quality fairy weapon to buy a maid, which shows how arrogant this person is.

"Stay here with me." Zhao Yan put away the flying sword, and his face has returned to calm.

Because anger doesn't do anything, it just makes you lose your mind and make bigger mistakes.

And if anger can be used to achieve goals, then there is no word failure in the world.

But sooner or later, he will use this flying sword to buy that **** **** as a slave!

Sima Chun looked at Zhao Yan and hesitated, she was the one who blamed herself the most, because she had the best relationship with Zhao Qingcheng, and she always regarded herself as an elder.

But this time, he could only watch Zhao Qingcheng being kidnapped and unable to do anything, showing how desperate he was.

"It's alright, darling." Zhao Yan reached out and took her into his arms, patting her shoulders lightly.

Sima Chun bit her red lips tightly, tears falling down.

Zhao Yan looked at Chen Zhao and asked, "Where's your mother?"

Although he knew that Zhao Yan didn't mean anything else, Chen Zhao still felt that this was too misleading, and the corners of his mouth twitched: "Isn't my dad going back? She wants to accompany my dad at Lanxing, and she will only soar when my dad comes back."

"Then you should live in Chu country now." Zhao Yan has no intention of joking now. If it was normal, he would have said a few words to his sister-in-law.

Chen Zhao nodded: "I listen to my uncle."

Then Zhao Yan ordered someone to find a house for Chen Zhao in the imperial city, but he couldn't find a suitable one.

After all, Chen Zhao was the son of Chen Guo Long Live, so of course his place of residence and treatment should not be too bad.

But in a place like the capital, where every inch of land is so precious, the houses with a better layout already have owners.

But this problem is easy to solve.

Zhao Yan randomly found a corrupt official to raid the house and vacated the house for Chen Zhao (ﾉ∇︎〃).

So the solution is always more difficult than the difficulty.

(The corrupt official whose home was raided shouted in the coffin: You are arrogant! You are amazing!)

Three days later, Chu Xiong officially broke through the Xuanxian barrier and went to Zhongsansan, and the whole country of Chu sent him off.

In the evening, the industrious Zhao Yan was correcting the memorial.

Yao was lying on his lap, only covered with a layer of pink tulle, her exquisite jade body was looming.

"I remember that you said that the senior you promised to give you dragon scales would go to rescue him after breaking through to heaven." Yao looked at Zhao Yan with her watery eyes.

Zhao Yan stopped the red pen, looked down at the beauty on his lap and said, "You can believe me if I coax him to play, I won't help him out of trouble until Jinxian."

"You'll be hated by him like this." Yao stretched out her jade finger and ran it across Zhao Yan's lips.

Zhao Yan smiled: "So what? When I am on the same level as him, what can he do?"

"Besides, it's not that I didn't save him, it's just another time, for safety's sake."

Zhao Yan is an insecure person. If he cannot guarantee his absolute safety, he will not do anything that may bring him a crisis.

Before relying on Zhulong to ask him, he did not shave Zhulong's wool. What if he released Zhulong now, and Zhulong swallowed him in one bite?

Then he has nowhere to cry.

Now that Zhao Yan has his own ideas, Yao no longer continues the topic, hooking his neck and pouting, "I will soon break through Xuanxian."

Breaking through the Xuanxian naturally requires three days of middle school, because the higher the level, the stronger the spirit of the fairy.

"At that time, you will go to the middle school for three days first, and I will come to you when I break through. You can ask about the news of Xia Qingcheng by the way." Zhao Yan squeezed her chin lightly.

Yao originally wanted to break through Xuanxian and stayed with Zhao Yan for the next three days, but thinking of Zhao Qingcheng, she nodded: "Well, I will listen to you."

Suddenly, Zhao Yan's expression changed.

"What's wrong?" Yao asked hurriedly upon seeing this.

Zhao Yan waved his hand: "You go down first."

"Mysterious." Yao pouted, but still got up from his lap, turned around and walked out.

After Yao left, Zhao Yan sat on the spot and did not move, at this time it was another picture in his eyes.

This was shared with him by the Gorefiend clone.

…………

One of the three thousand worlds, the Vault of Heaven.

The Gorefiend clone has already reached the late stage of Immortal.

After all, by constantly killing people and refining blood to upgrade, the breakthrough speed is quite fast.

Of course, such a side effect is that the character of the Gorefiend clone is becoming more and more violent and killing.

At this time, in front of the Gorefiend clone was a black-haired and bewitching young man dressed in red just like him.

The aura he exudes comes from the same source as the Gorefiend clone, and the two are like brothers.

"You really can run, I've tracked it all the way from Cangyun Realm to this point, tell me, how did your practice come from?" The red-clothed youth asked indifferently.

He was one of the Blood God Boys who was seated by the Blood God Immortal Venerable.

In the past, the Blood God Immortal Venerable felt that one of his clones in the Cangyun Realm had been killed.

But it doesn't count who moved the hand.

He thought that someone was going to plot against him, so he, who has always been steady, sent two boys to investigate.

But unexpectedly, the two boys also died.

He still hadn't figured out who moved his hand.

As a result, he had always suffered from persecution delusions, and from the beginning he only suspected that someone was going to plot against him, to a firm belief that someone was going to plot against him.

So he sent the boy to investigate again, and he himself hid somewhere unknown.

When the boy came to Cangyun Realm, the Gorefiend clone had already left, but the legend of Gorefiend was already prevalent in Cangyun Realm at that time, so he found out.

Because the gorefiend avatar cultivated from the same source as him, he used the secret technique to successfully follow the traces of the bloodfiend avatar all the way to this place.

It took him fifteen years to do this!

The Gorefiend clone has always been ruthless, and after secretly contacting the deity, he said calmly:

"What are you doing with so much nonsense, I just want to kill you today, or... be beaten to death by you."

The voice fell, and the Gorefiend avatar shot out brazenly, a sea of ​​blood boiled all over his body, and countless ghosts roared.

These are the people who died at his hands.

These people were full of evil before their lives, and they became even more vicious after they became ghosts.

"The little trick of carving insects, you really don't know how to live or die!"

The blood **** boy snorted coldly and shot back.

In the late stage of the fairyland, he was naturally not afraid of the other party.

The two kept fighting, but the Gorefiend clone was a little weaker after all, so it quickly fell into a disadvantage.

"Since you don't want to say it, then you don't have to say it." A ghostly figure appeared behind the blood **** boy.

He was going to capture the Gorefiend clone and search for his soul.

But in the next second, he found that the surging demonic energy on the Gorefiend clone suddenly turned into thousands of Buddha lights, and at the same time, a huge Buddha phantom appeared behind him.

"how so!"

The blood **** boy was instantly dumbfounded when he saw this scene.

This is equivalent to seeing a devil suddenly take off his clothes and reveal the golden figure of Luohan.

"Amitabha."

A Sanskrit sound resounded across the sky.

Kacha~

The shadow behind the blood **** boy shattered instantly.

Realizing that he was not the opponent's opponent, the blood **** boy immediately cast blood to escape.

In the blink of an eye, it was thousands of miles away, and no one was chasing him from behind. He thought he was finally relieved, but when he looked around, cold sweat seeped out from his back.

I saw that in front of him were densely packed Arhats, bodhisattvas and phantoms of Buddhas of different shapes. No matter how he ran, he could never get out of the circle.

"Donor, the sea of ​​suffering is boundless, and turning back is the shore."

A loud voice came into the ears, and listening to it made people feel calm involuntarily.

The blood **** boy looked back subconsciously.

A flash of sword light opened the sky, and it arrived in an instant.

The blood **** boy lost consciousness in an instant.

His last thought before dying was:

Grass mud horse, looking back is not the shore, but the sword!

[Author's digression]: Ask for a silver ticket! Ask for a silver ticket!