Eternal gate

The small garden under the moon was deathly silent.

And Zhao Yun's eyes were as deep as the starry sky.

His unblinking gaze made Ye Lan feel unnatural all over. At a certain moment, he even subconsciously covered a certain part of his body and looked directly at others. Why did he still have his fairy eyes?

Want to see it so much.

How about I take off my clothes?

boom!

The silence for a few moments was finally broken by a roar.

Mr. Zhao was so fascinated by it that he forgot to make elixirs and exploded on the spot.

Okay!

Alchemy failed.

Another disgrace.

cough...!

Zhao Yun coughed, feeling unusually embarrassed.

Ye Lan blushed for a while, covered her mouth and snickered.

This talented person named Zhao Zilong probably regarded her as the dragon concubine again.

"Please listen to the music."

Zhao Yun collected the alchemy furnace and took the stone piano.

Ye Lan smiled lightly and sat under the old tree.

Zheng...!

The melodious piano sound then sounded.

The Immortal Song of Awakening the World is still so beautiful.

Ye Lan was a loyal listener, and her beautiful eyes were filled with ecstasy as she listened. I don't know when she started to fall in love with this music. It seemed to have a kind of magic power, making her mind wander in dreams.

"Can you tell me her story?" Ye Lan whispered.

"Her name is Long Fei, she is the princess of the dynasty."

"Her mother is the most beautiful woman in Great Xia."

"Her father is an iron-clad king."

"She is two years older than me. We have fought side by side, experienced despair, and witnessed the light. On that dark night a hundred years ago, she sacrificed her life to save me from death..."

Zhao Yun was playing the piano and talking silently. He was mumbling to himself and telling Ye Lan to listen to it. Maybe it was because the meaning of the piano was too sad, or maybe the past was too painful, and there were tears in the corners of his eyes.

Ye Lan's eyes became hazy again, and she subconsciously covered her chest.

The ancient and tragic story made her heart ache.

The night is getting darker.

Ye Lan fell into sleep quietly.

The music stopped.

Zhao Yun stood up in one step, with the power of the soul lingering on his fingertips and a ray of origin, and placed it between Ye Lan's eyebrows. He would never mistake it. There was a blood mark in Ye Lan's body, which could also be called a blood curse and blood poison.

For this kind of curse seal, the female commander Chiyan has been hit by it, and Chu Wushuang has also been hit by it.

It was the masterpiece of the Blood Clothes Sect, an extremely cruel and evil spell.

Unexpectedly, Ye Lan also fell under the spell, and it was more domineering and more obscure than the blood curse in Wushuang and the others. It was hidden in the deepest part of his soul. Even he, who had fairy eyes, couldn't see it clearly.

After a peek.

It's undoubtedly a blood curse.

"Zhao Yun."

Ye Lan, who was sleeping, murmured in his sleep.

This time, Zhao Yun heard it. Because of hearing it, his body trembled violently and his eyes filled with tears. She was the Dragon Concubine. She was definitely the reincarnated Dragon Concubine. This call should come from the depths of her soul.

Well...!

After Ye Lan murmured in his sleep, he groaned in pain.

It was the blood curse that was secretly causing trouble, secretly sucking away her essence.

Or perhaps, it is the memories of past and present lives that are intertwined in the soul. One remembers Zhao Yun and the other remembers Zhao Zilong. The memories of the two lives gradually merge because of the same figure.

"I am here."

Zhao Yun sacrificed another ray of origin and blessed him with a trace of the power of the soul.

He used his origin to wrap up the blood curse and used it as a basis for tracing. This was his original talent. In the past, in the mortal world, this talent was not yet mature. Now that his origin has revived, it is completely possible.

The pursuit of the origin is a hazy fog.

He pushed aside the fog all the way, hoping to see the true face hidden in the fog. As long as he found the source of the blood curse, he could find the caster. No matter who it was, he would make the other party pay the price in blood.

The process is slow.

Origin tracking is also very expensive.

After just one stick of incense, Zhao Yun's face turned pale and his aura was much sluggish. The reason was that the level of the blood curse was too high, far beyond the level of those from the Blood Clothes Sect. If he continued to track him like this, he would not only consume his origin, but also his soul, his domineering ability, and himself. There is overbearing consumption.

Emperor Tian pays off his conscientious people.

When he cleared away all the fog, he finally saw the deepest part.

It was a vague figure, wearing a fierce python robe.

"Old Way of Yinquan."

Zhao Yun's eyes flashed coldly, and he recognized who it was at a glance.

No need to look, the person who cast the blood curse on Ye Lan was the Yinquan old man. No wonder the level of this blood curse is beyond imagination. It was originally written by the Taixu realm. The Yinquan lineage is quite familiar with strange and strange spells. He was not surprised at all when he used the terrifying blood curse, but he just messed with the wrong person.

"I wanted you to live a few more days, but you asked for it."

Zhao Yun finally stopped his hand, and there was still a ray of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

He used the sound transmission technique to call the ancestors of the Ye family and the head of the Ye family.

The two of them woke up like the wind and soon arrived in the small garden.

Seeing Ye Lan sleeping soundly and seeing Zhao Yun's murderous intent being cold, both of them were confused.

"Lan'er was cast a blood curse." Zhao Yun said without any nonsense, speaking as Master Ye Lan.

As soon as these words came out, Ancestor Ye and the head of the Ye family also had murderous intentions.

However, after taking a closer look, they were surprised to find no trace of the blood curse.

Whoosh!

Zhao Yun simply cast a spell to bring out Ye Lan's soul.

Ye Lan was still asleep and didn't know even if his soul was invited out.

"Between the eyebrows."

Zhao Yun opened his fairy eyes again, and his eyes became a fairy light, enveloping Ye Lan's soul.

At this time, both Ancestor Ye and the head of the Ye family saw it clearly. There was really a blood curse between Ye Lan's eyebrows. It was just an appearance. The real blood curse was hidden in the deepest part of Ye Lan's soul.

"Who is it?" Old Ancestor Ye and the Head of the Ye Family both had murderous intent.

"Yinquan Old Taoist." Zhao Yun said, and also used the demonic flames of the sky, which trapped Ye Lan's soul and locked the blood seal. Now that the murderer has been found, the blood seal has no value.

"Thank you, fellow Taoist."

"Easy to do."

Zhao Yun flicked his sleeves and sent Ye Lan Yuanshen back to his physical body.

Ancestor Ye and the head of the Ye family left hand in hand, both filled with evil spirits.

This matter is not over yet. Since the Yinquan old man is so short-sighted, the Ye family does not mind a fight. Of course, they will not kill each other one by one. They will seek help from other aristocratic families and join forces with the eight major aristocratic families.

Zhao Yun is never idle.

He picked up a piece of jade.

This jade was left by Yuhuaxian, and it can be used as a sound transmission stone. The only drawback is that this is a one-time sound transmission stone. This is enough. If Yuhuaxian and others are found to help, they will definitely destroy the Yinquan lineage. .

In his opinion, Yuhuaxian would not refuse.

After transmitting the message, he took a pill, which was of a high level. He crushed it and blended it into Ye Lan's body. Who knows how much essence the blood curse sucked away from her? No wonder she didn't improve her cultivation.

Good things come to an end.

He condensed a lot of his original blood and integrated it into it.

Ye Lan's energy and blood surged instantly, and he became more spiritual.

"Zhao Yun."

She was sleeping, talking in her sleep again.

And this murmur seemed to have a touch of tenderness.

"I am here."

Zhao Yun had tears in his eyes and was extremely excited.

His immortal song for awakening the world is still somewhat useful. Ye Lan calling him by his real name while sleeping is a good start.