Eternal gate

Night falls quietly again.

Linglong Mansion is full of tranquility.

In the mansion, although there are few people visible in the open, there are many hidden auras in the dark. They are all top masters. The weakest ones are the most powerful Ksitigarbha. They were transferred here to protect Ji Hen.

There was nothing to do, everyone was still muttering in secret.

What he said...are all Ji Hen's legends.

In terms of the same period, Ji Hen's performance crushed them.

Not to mention them, even Daxia Hongyuan and the Immortal Demon Lord were not as domineering as Ji Hen when they were in his grade! They were all sent to protect Ji Hen, but they did not lose their status as seniors. You must know that Ji Hen in his year will be a being that surpasses Hongyuan and will be the pillar of the Great Xia Dragon Dynasty. He cannot be strangled in the cradle. middle.

Linglong Mansion is calm, but the outside world is still lively.

The execution order of the Eight Kingdoms has been issued, and the imperial capital can be described as an undercurrent of Ming dynasty.

No need to ask, you will know that there are many powerful people from all over the world.

The killers from Rashomon also arrived one after another.

It's just that I didn't dare to act rashly.

After all, this is within the territory of Daxia, and it is also the imperial capital of Daxia. If you dare to take action, few people will be able to get out. But don't forget, Hongyuan and Hongque are still in the imperial capital? It alarmed them. Without Tianwu Realm cultivation, who could withstand it?

In the room, Zhao Yun slept peacefully.

After several days of deep sleep, the power of regeneration has never stopped running, reshaping his arms and healing the scars, but his face is still quite pale, and there is still a trace of sickness between his eyebrows.

"Is there a fight or a break?"

"Did you get chicken blood?"

The moon god began to curse, and what he cursed was the curse of God.

Ever since the curse came, that guy hasn't stopped.

If you see the sky causing trouble, once you seize the opportunity, you will attack to death.

She didn't know that Blessing couldn't bear it, but she couldn't bear it anyway.

I thought that taking possession of Zhao Yun's consciousness would allow him to grow gracefully and concentrate his soul with peace of mind.

When he returns to the world in his later years, he can return to his position as a god.

In the end, this happened.

It’s not enough without beating, you say it’s irritating or not.

Not only do you have to fight, you also have to fight with all your might.

If you lose, it's all over.

Just like this time, Zhao Yun only blew up one arm.

If the curse had any more power, Zhao Yun's whole person would be blown to ashes.

It’s better that the moon god doesn’t scold him.

As she cursed, the curse became even more intense.

"Give you face?"

Moon God cursed and became angry.

In other words, he was getting hammered every now and then, and he was already pissed off.

In fact, their main force is the God's Blessing. If it hadn't been holding it in front, she and a ninth-generation blessing would have been destroyed countless times. The curse was too strong, or the curse was issued. The man is too strong, so far, the Moon God has not guessed which god it is.

boom! boom!

There are also rumbles in the mysterious battle.

It's a pity that no one outside can hear it.

Zhao Yun, who was only sleeping, would occasionally groan.

This night, he woke up.

Opening his eyes, he only looked at the roof quietly.

After sleeping for many days, he had a lot of stubble on his lips and little energy. He had indeed had a long dream, and it was a nightmare. There were many screams and blood in the dream, and it was like a hell.

After a long time, he saw that his consciousness became Qingming.

"woke up."

Linglong is here.

In addition to her, there is Yang Xuanzong.

Zhao Yun only nodded lightly.

Linglong wanted to speak but stopped.

She comes almost every day, waiting for Ji Hen to wake up.

She had many doubts and wanted to ask Zhao Yun to solve them.

After all, the rumors were rumors, and they came from other countries. She just wanted to hear Ji Hen's own words, for example, what happened at the Demon Realm Ruins; for example, how Chu Wushuang died; for example, how Ji Hen returned to normal state ; Another example is Ji Hen's state of immortality and invulnerability.

She has too many problems.

However, seeing that Zhao Yun was a little dull and decadent, she suppressed her thoughts of asking again.

Always give this junior some sad time.

Chu Wushuang was not only his comrade-in-arms, but also probably involved in a love affair that the world didn't know about.

As a senior, she can see some things.

"Where is Chu Wushuang?"

Linglong doesn't ask, doesn't mean Yang Xuanzong doesn't ask.

Zhao Yun remained silent and moved the ice jade coffin out.

Chu Wushuang was lying inside, like an ice sculpture, motionless. The blood overflowing from the corners of her mouth and the tears from the corners of her eyes had all turned into ice. She should have walked peacefully, and her cheeks were dotted with a beautiful but sad smile. .

This time, Linglong and Yang Xuanzong were silent.

It was these two who made Ji Hen and the others enter the demonic realm.

Three people went in and two people returned.

Both of them are to blame for this fatal disaster.

"There is no immortal elixir in the Demon Realm."

The ultimate tranquility was finally broken by Zhao Yun's words, his voice was quite hoarse.

After that, he collected the ice jade coffin again.

Fallen leaves return to their roots.

He had to send the daughter of the Chu family back to the Chu family.

Linglong has no objection.

Yang Xuanzong himself had no objection.

"woke up?"

Seeing Zhao Yun coming out of the room, the strong men of Daxia in the dark became more energetic.

However, none of them showed up, only watching in secret.

Wherever Zhao Yun went, they followed him secretly, which was called secret protection.

This was also Linglong’s death order.

The dead are gone, but the living will last a long time.

Like Ji Hen, he cannot die.

He is the future of Daxia.

Even if he faces the entire Rashomon, he must be protected.

"Oh my God! Is that Ji Hen?"

"It's him."

The already lively Imperial Capital Street became even more noisy when Zhao Yun entered.

These days, Tianzong Ji Hen has been cast into a mythical color.

His legend has filled every corner of Daxia.

"too strong."

"Too shameless."

"What a monster!"

The noisy discussion started again.

The words have been said countless times by the world, and they are said again quite solemnly tonight.

There were so many people who cheered and cheered for him, as if they were welcoming a great hero.

Compared with his rejuvenated Ji Hen, this normal state is still very pleasing to the eye. The only drawback is that he has a popular face. Even so, there are too many women from aristocratic families who look at him with beautiful eyes.

Since ancient times, heroes have been saddened by beauties.

This sentence also applies conversely.

No one dared to go there.

Just because Zhao Yun's evil spirit was too strong.

Only if you kill too many people will you have such evil aura.

In the Demon Realm, countless people died at his hands, including those who were buried in the Heavenly Tribulation. That was his Heavenly Tribulation. When his Heavenly Tribulation killed people, he was killing people. Since he was killing people, he was killing people. There is a gathering of evil spirits, which is engraved in the bones and soul.

Therefore, when people look at him, they not only look at him with respect, but also with fear.

Zhao Yun walked by quietly like a passerby.

He only listened to the rumors about him as stories.

When walking across the arch bridge, he could vaguely see the Chu family.

Still thousands of lights, hidden deep in the clouds.

However, the whiteness in the lights was particularly dazzling.

It was white silk, white silk for funerals.

"Wushuang, go home."

In front of the Chu family's mansion, he murmured.

No one stopped him, and no one dared to stop him.

In front of the Chu family's main hall, there were already a lot of people.

All are in white.

The child's face was filled with tears.

Although the elder tried his best to restrain himself, he couldn't hide the water marks at the corners of his eyes.

He saw the head of the Chu family and the ancestor of the Chu family.

In his memory, both of them were heroic.

Now when we meet again, he has gray hair, a stooped back, and is very haggard, as if he has suffered a serious illness.

The white-haired man gives the black-haired man a gift.

There is no greater pain in the world than this.

Buzz!

Zhao Yun once again moved out of the ice coffin.

"child."

At this moment, the suppressed emotions and pain of the Chu family finally broke out, and everyone knelt in front of the coffin, wailing loudly, with tears streaming down their faces.

The sound of mourning filled the Chu family and reached the imperial capital.

Everyone who heard it stopped subconsciously. After sighing, they all took the wine flask and sprinkled a piece of wine.

"sorry."

Zhao Yun stood there for a long time, not sure whether he was talking to Chu Wushuang or the Chu family.

No one blames him.

Chu Wushuang would not be surprised.

The Chu family won't be surprised either.

With so many monsters in the Demonic Realm, they could only imagine the hardships they encountered. They were already extremely grateful to be able to bring Wu Shuang's body back, so there was no need to blame them.

It was late at night before Zhao Yun turned around quietly.

He was covered in black robes, like a lonely ghost wandering the streets of the imperial capital.

In the dark, there are too many people watching.

There are assassins from Rashomon, strong men from various countries, and people from the Imperial Shadow Guard.

One is assassination, the other is protection.

Fortunately, the journey was uneventful.

The strong men from various countries and the killers of Rashomon had some brains and did not dare to act rashly.

Otherwise, the Imperial Capital will be their burial place.

Zhao Yun appeared again, already in Qinglou, and walked in silently.

"This kid is not very sentimental."

The strong man who was secretly protecting him couldn't help but sigh.

You just sent it back to Chu Wushuang, and now you’re here to drink flower wine? Why are you so heartless?

As everyone knows, if Chu Wushuang was still there, he would probably go in with him.

It's the same room.

When Zhao Yun opened the door and came in, there were two bottles of wine on the table. Dao Wuhen should have put them here. Zhao Yun could smell the remaining breath of Dao Wuhen. He had probably been here, but he had already left.

Zhao Yun extinguished the candle and took out the telescope.

On the ninth floor of the punishment tower, the lights are on, and you can vaguely see your mother's figure, standing in front of the window, looking to the south. She should be looking at the ancient city of Forget, and you will only inadvertently take a look at Qinglou. This side.

Blood is thicker than water, and there is a strange connection between mother and child.

Unfortunately, she couldn't see her child.

At some point, Zhao Yun put down the telescope.

Mother may be tired.

Or maybe, some kind of seal has expired and he fell asleep again.

Zhao Yun sat at the table, took the wine left by Dao Wuhen, and drank alone in the dark.

I don't know from which day he especially liked darkness.

because. Only in the dark could he dare to peel off the disguise.

The wine Dao Wuhen left behind was very strong.

Before he could get over his drunkenness, he left in the darkness.

The brothel at night is very busy, and there are always people coming even late at night.

Taking a step out of the Qinglou, Zhao Yun stopped there and looked around subconsciously.

I always felt like something was missing.

What's missing? One person is missing.

In the past, whenever he went out of the brothel, he would basically bump into the senior sister of the Chu family.

This time, there is no such beautiful figure.

He subconsciously raised his eyes and looked up at the vast starry sky.

"After death, people will turn into stars in the sky."

"When the flowers are blooming and the moon is full, will you look up at me?"

Her words before she died were vaguely in my ears.

But he didn't know which one was Chu Wushuang.