Eternal gate

"Misunderstand."

Seeing many people coming to kill him, Zhao Yun smiled.

The powerful people did not listen to him, and their momentum increased instead of decreasing.

My son-in-law has been misunderstood. Do you call this a misunderstanding?

"What a misunderstanding."

Zhao Yun said seriously, and opened the eternal golden body with a bang.

Everyone present raised their heads collectively, this golden giant was so domineering!

"This...eternal golden body?"

The powerful people who came to kill suddenly stopped, and their demeanor changed drastically in an instant.

Holy Son Daluo is not an ordinary ruthless person. He once destroyed the Sea King Clan with one person, and leveled the Bloodyin Immortal Land with another person. Even the demigods were slaughtered. Who dares to compete with him!

"It's actually Zhao Yun."

"I'm blind."

Many of the guests were sighing and surprised, and they all showed fear.

Many of them even subconsciously took a few steps back at this moment.

Zhao Yun's attacker is not a good person. If he starts fighting, he may not be able to protect them all and they will suffer disaster.

"Even the Great Luo Immortal Sect can't bully people like this!" The silver-robed old man shouted loudly, but he didn't have enough confidence. After all, the opponent was Zhao Yun.

"Everything happens for a reason, senior Haihan."

Zhao Yun surrendered his hand, and Quan should be compensated.

It's not that he's scared, it's that there's no need to take action.

We really want to start a war.

No one here is his opponent.

However, if the other party tries to escape with all his strength, he can't stop him. It doesn't take too much. Just escaping one or two Immortal Kings is enough to make the Immortal Sect uncomfortable. Who can bear the temptation to assassinate someone in the face of God?

"Did my son-in-law offend my little friend?"

The silver-robed old man's tone also became calmer.

He would not choose to fight unless he had to.

Even if you can't fight, if the other party is reasonable, then we can talk.

"It's a long story." Zhao Yun coughed and smiled.

After that, he added the second half:

"Give this junior some time to chat with your son-in-law."

"You can chat, but you are not allowed to leave our clan's mansion."

The silver-robed old man's words left no room for negotiation.

This is his bottom line. If the other party really wants to take people away, he won't say anything more, but for the rest of their lives, their clan will stare at the Daluo Immortal Sect for assassination.

"Easy to say."

Zhao Yun smiled, immediately withdrew his golden body, turned around and entered the lobby.

The imperial concubine was very rude and pulled Long Zhan directly in by one of his legs.

Outside the hall, all the guests looked at each other, but no one dared to come forward.

Besides, the host also kept his word and was waiting outside the lobby.

ah...!

The scream that followed was inaudible to others.

Zhao Yun is so witty! The outside is isolated with a barrier.

As for the screams in the palace! It belongs to the Emperor of Daxia.

Princess Yu Ling's attack was neither gentle nor serious, and she had already beaten her so hard that her face was bruised and her eyes were swollen.

Zhao Yun didn't dare to get too close or too far away, for fear that the imperial concubine would chop Long Zhan with a knife.

"Who are you?"

Long Zhan, who was confused by the beating, still said the same thing.

The holy son of Daluo Immortal Sect! He has heard it all.

But he had never heard of the man carrying the knife, and he didn't know where to provoke him. Even if he wanted to fight, he had to at least give a reason first. It had been many years since he had been so aggrieved.

"Still pretending?"

"I don't even know you."

Long Zhan hugged his head and huddled at the foot of the wall, just like a bullied primary school student.

On the contrary, the girl-like princess is more like a little gangster who does no good things.

"I don't know anyone." The imperial concubine simply picked up the knife.

"He seems to have really lost his memory." Zhao Yun hurriedly pulled down.

But he can't fight again, otherwise he will be disabled.

"You're following him to lie to me too?" The princess's beautiful eyes were on fire.

"If you don't believe it, you can read his mind." Zhao Yun said deeply.

The words worked so well that the imperial concubine really activated her talent and took a peek.

I heard it, but I didn’t understand why;

Saw it...didn't see anything.

"Have you really lost your memory?" The princess frowned slightly.

Mr. Zhao was more direct here. He placed one hand on Long Zhan Tianling Gai and used the soul searching method.

As he expected.

Dragon War has no memory of the mortal realm.

"Erased?" the princess asked.

"It's hard to say." Zhao Yun glanced outside the hall.

How can people of this clan be so shameless?

"There was a problem during the ascension." The Demon King said leisurely.

"No way! Can ascending also erase the memory?"

"There is a precedent for this in history. It is not a strange thing."

"Then... there is a way to recover." The princess looked at the devil tentatively.

The devil didn't say anything, and threw out his piano. The meaning was obvious, you can try the awakening song.

Zhao Yun glanced at the imperial concubine and immediately sat cross-legged.

Playing the piano is a technical job, and he is more professional than the imperial concubine.

Zheng...!

As the strings are plucked, the ethereal sound of the piano is heard.

Everyone outside the hall raised their eyebrows when they heard it, not knowing who was showing off. They only knew that the sound of the piano was very melodious and beautiful, and it had a magical effect. After listening to it for a long time, the mood became clear and empty.

"Ancestor, Zhao Yun is probably entertaining us." Someone whispered.

"Let's take a look first." The old man in silver robe stood tall and solemn.

He didn't think Zhao Yun was confusing the situation, because there was no need at all.

With the fighting power of Saint Son of Daluo, why go to such trouble if you want to take someone away.

"Not working?"

Mr. Zhao, who was playing the piano, watched Long Zhan intently.

He had been playing for a while, but Long Zhan didn't respond.

The imperial concubine, on the other hand, was less angry and more worried. This was her husband, so there was no reason not to be worried. As for marrying a wife! If you want to marry, just marry another one!

Look at Long Zhan, he was sitting there motionless for fear of being knocked out of the shadows.

Until this moment, he had no idea why he was beaten, and no one told him.

After a long time, he still thought about running away, but he was dragged back by the imperial concubine immediately.

"Who is that?" Zhao Yun glanced at the Eternal Realm.

"Keep playing." The Demon King yawned.

Even though he looked careless, he was always paying attention to Long Zhan. After his ascension, his memory was erased and it was not easy to recover. In other words, the Immortal Song of Awakening the World may not be useful.

Zhao Yun's move lasted a day and a night.

Long Zhan remained unresponsive, as docile as a sheep.

Looking outside the palace, all the powerful men were waiting in formation.

The most interesting thing is the guests, why not sit and eat? It doesn't matter if the food is cold, we can move to another table. According to their words, they are all paid for it, so they have to eat enough to cover their expenses, and listen to some music at the same time. Well, that's the sound of the piano. The piano player's skills are indeed good.

"That girl... must be so depressed."

When the guests were eating, they did not forget to gather together and mutter.

The girl in their mouth refers to the bride, so isn't she lying outside the palace? People say that a moment of spring is worth a thousand pieces of gold, but when it was her turn, that didn't seem to be the case.

"Little friend?"

The old man in silver robe finally couldn't bear it anymore and called into the hall.

To be honest, he really couldn't hold back his anger. It was a rare happy event, but it was in such a situation. The bride was waiting here, and the guests in the courtyard didn't want to leave. It wasn't that they were worried about the food and money, but This situation is so embarrassing.

"Senior, please wait a moment." Zhao Yun coughed dryly.

The sound of his piano has not stopped, and he does not believe that it can awaken the memory of Long Zhan.

Princess Yu Ling was more melancholy than him, she still loved Long Zhan.

"What a little cabbage."

The Demon King folded his hands and yawned.

When mortals ascend to the immortal world, there is always some nonsense and their memories are erased. This is not bad. There is such a person in the historical records who directly ascended into the mother's womb. Not only did his memory be erased, it has nothing to do with reincarnation. The difference is that there is a high probability of one body and two souls.

In this way, another night passed quietly.

The one who lost his memory still hasn't woken up.

And the people who came to eat at the table were now changing to another table of wine and food. Look at this attitude, they are not ready to leave until they have eaten for three days and three nights. The money is one thing, and the most important thing is that they want to see the Holy Son of Daluo. What on earth do you want to do, come all the way here to show off your talents?

While waiting, the third night came silently.

No matter how nice the music sounds, some people will fall asleep listening to it.

Just like the Emperor of Daxia, he was sleeping soundly right now.

"Besides this...there are other ways." Zhao Yun looked at the Demon King again.

"If the Awakening Song is ineffective, he can only rely on himself." The Demon King took a deep breath.

"If there is a flower of memory, is it effective?"

"Maybe, but not very hopeful."

"You know it all, how can you still do nothing about it?"

"Ling'er."

The sleeping Long Zhan suddenly heard a murmur in his sleep.

While he was talking in his sleep, his face was filled with the tenderness of a man.

Zhao Yun frowned after hearing this and glanced at the imperial concubine subconsciously.

Ling'er is obviously not the imperial concubine's name.

Ling'er is probably the bride outside the palace.

This murmur of sleep came at a bad time.

"Stop playing."

Princess Yu Ling whispered, and her eyes looked dim at this moment.

Zhao Yunzhen stopped. Long Zhan's voice might be a big blow to the imperial concubine.

The breeze blew gently, carrying a touch of feminine fragrance.

It was a person walking out of the hall, Long Zhan's wife.

Of all the women in the world, the bride is the most beautiful.

Such as this one, her wedding dress is red, her hair is as white as snow, and in terms of beauty, she is not inferior to the imperial concubine at all. The two have quite different temperaments, one is noble and cool, and the other is soft and graceful.

"Fellow Taoist, did he offend you?" The bride was looking at Zhao Yun.

"You never provoked me." Zhao Yun smiled and replied politely.

With a few words, Long Zhan finally woke up, okay! When he saw his bride, he was no longer timid at all. He stood up quickly and immediately stood in front of his wife. He looked at Mr. Zhao and the imperial concubine with a vigilant face, which was quite masculine.

"We grow old together and have a happy marriage for a hundred years."

Princess Yu Ling smiled softly and turned around slowly.

Zhao Yun followed and slapped himself hard several times.

This is a serious matter. I had known it would never happen. Who knows that Long Zhan has lost his memory.

Tonight is obviously not the right time to use force. Let’s talk to Long Zhan another day!

Seeing him coming out, the silver-robed old man breathed a sigh of relief.

"Senior, I'm sorry to bother you." Zhao Yun handed over his hand again.

"Have a glass of wedding wine before you go?" The silver-robed old man smiled gently.

"Junior, I still have something to do." Zhao Yun declined politely and flicked his sleeves at the same time, because the Demon King was very restless at the moment and wanted to run out to eat and then wait to watch the live broadcast.

"Is this... over?"

The guests in the audience were clearly not satisfied.

The faces of the masters were very dark.

This kind of blackness is directed at Zhao Yun and the guests. The former made a mess at the wedding banquet, while the latter was really there. He ate seriously for three days and three nights, so he should have some face when he goes out!