Fantasy: Return of the Disciple, Starting with Recruiting the Demon Clan Empress

Along the way, Zhao Baixin asked the lame man several times who he was.

"Don't ask, you can't afford to offend me anyway."

"You'd better pray quickly, those soldiers haven't started to take action yet, otherwise today, even if the general comes in person, he probably won't be able to save you."

The old cripple smiled. He was obviously lame, but his speed was unambiguous.

Zhao Baixin became even more confused when he heard that even the general could not save him.

What is the background of the other party that makes the old lame man say that he is so miraculous? Could it be that he is the Holy Son of the three holy places?

That shouldn't be the case. The general still has some face. Even the Holy Son of the Three Holy Lands would definitely not dare to kill him in front of the general.

He couldn't figure it out, so he could only follow the old lame man nervously and quickly rushed towards Chenyue Tower. In a short time, he surpassed the officers and soldiers who had come to the city lord's mansion to report.

"Uh... was the person who passed by just now the Lord of the City?"

"And that one, that lame man?"

The few officers and soldiers who had been ordered by the city lord to encircle and suppress them all felt their eyes blurred when they saw two streams of light flying past quickly, and they murmured somewhat unconfidently.

...........

Not long after, the old lame man and the city lord Zhao Baixin arrived outside the restaurant.

Outside Chenyue Tower, the soldiers of Fengliang City were already surrounded by soldiers from three floors inside and three floors outside. However, they did not take action as they did not receive an order from the city lord's palace.

"Meet the City Lord!"

"City Lord, why are you here in person?"

"Do you know the people here?"

Seeing that Zhao Baixin was present in person, the soldiers quickly came to see him, and then several of the generals asked curiously.

Although this matter is bad, it will not lead to the death of the city lord himself.

After all, the person who took action was just a genius from the Nirvana Realm. Can they still take him down?

"Did you take action?"

Zhao Baixin did not explain to them, but asked with concern.

"Not yet. We don't dare to decide the power of life and death easily without your order from the city lord."

"But the opponent has been surrounded by us in Chenyue Tower. We can't escape by running."

The general responded honestly.

"call......."

"It's okay if you don't take action. You guys should wait for orders. Don't take any action until you get the order from this city lord."

Zhao Baixin breathed a sigh of relief and immediately asked many soldiers to stand by.

"yes!"

All the officers and men took orders.

When the old lame man arrived, he didn't care about that. He dragged his lame leg towards the door as he was minding his own business.

Seeing that the door was closed, he didn't dare to break in. According to his guess, there was a good chance that the adult was inside.

"May I ask who you are, if you can open the door and see me? The old cripple does not mean any harm."

Standing outside the gate, the old cripple called softly.

Zhao Baixin came to him and felt strange in his heart when he saw his cautious look.

Although this lame man's realm is not as high as him, but with his status as Tianyu Army and the protection of the general and the general's palace, he can be said to be extremely domineering in Zhongzhou.

Just like when he came to Fengliang City a few days ago, he hadn't even broken through to the Fusion Realm yet. When he came to the city lord's mansion, he picked a comfortable place to stay without saying a word, and didn't put him as the city lord at all. In eyes.

But today, you are so polite?

Without the other party's permission, it seems that the old cripple would not even dare to enter this door!

For the old lame man to be so cautious, Zhao Baixin had no choice but to be cautious.

"I am the lord of Fengliang City, Zhao Baixin. Can you please open the door and meet me?"

Zhao Baixin said to the door in a similar manner.

Unexpectedly, as his voice fell, there was actually the sound of the door opening.

The two of them immediately stood ready, and Zhao Baixin was ready to retreat hundreds of feet to avoid the crisis.

The old lame man's legs were shaking slightly, and he was also not calm. If it was really that person, whether he could seize the great opportunity depends on today!

As the door opened, Chen Daoxuan and others were not seen inside, but the shopkeeper.

"Little old man, come and see the Lord of the City!"

When the shopkeeper heard that the city lord was coming in person, how dare he not open the door?

As for Leng Yanran and the others, after scattering Xun Shou's ashes in the wind, they went upstairs as if nothing had happened.

He didn't feel that he had caused any trouble at all. The old shopkeeper who had been waiting all day was anxious and scared.

"Where's the person who did it?"

Zhao Baixin glanced at the shopkeeper and asked casually.

"Reporting to the Lord of the City, they are all living in the best room on the third floor."

The shopkeeper did not dare to hide anything from the city lord and spoke honestly.

"Well, please step back. You don't have to worry too much about this matter. The business of this restaurant is as usual."

Zhao Baixin waved his hand slightly to signal him to retreat.

"Yes, thank you City Lord, thank you City Lord!"

The shopkeeper kowtowed repeatedly and then retired happily. It would be the best outcome if he, a mortal, was not involved in the fight between gods.

Moreover, these few people are spending generously this time, and their restaurant will not suffer any financial losses.

Now that the city lord has said that he will not hold the restaurant responsible, the restaurant can be saved.

"Lame Master, what should we do now?"

As Zhao Baixin spoke, he planned to use his consciousness to check the situation of those people on the third floor.

But he was suddenly interrupted by the old cripple beside him.

"You don't want to die!?"

"My lord, do you dare to investigate?"

"Wait, wait for that person to come down. Anyway, I don't dare to come to the old cripple."

"Hehe, admit your mistake later and be more positive. Even if you can't save your life, the old cripple will try to ensure that you are dead."

After the old cripple finished speaking, he ignored Zhao Baixin and sat down where he could see the stairs at all times. He really had to wait.

Wasn't it just out of curiosity that he used his spiritual consciousness to take a look at that adult's magical power from a distance and was immediately arrested?

Fortunately, that adult didn't seem to be a murderous person, so he let him go easily.

"..."

"Lame Master, what you said makes me very scared."

Zhao Baixin twitched the corner of his mouth. Only by admitting your mistake proactively can you save the body. Is it so exciting?

At the moment, I didn't dare to use my spiritual sense to explore anymore, so I sat opposite him obediently, waiting for the person upstairs to appear with some fear in my heart.

Time turned and it was evening.

In the restaurant, Lao Laizi and Zhao Baixin refused the shopkeeper's offer of food and just sat there waiting.

When many soldiers outside the restaurant saw that the city lord was among them, they naturally stood outside and did not dare to make a sound. They just dispersed those who gathered around to watch the excitement.

finally.

As footsteps came downstairs, everyone's hearts felt as if they were in their throats.

"What do you want to eat tonight?"

"Hey, listen to Master."

While he was talking, Chen Daoxuan, who was wearing a fur coat, was yawning and walking out of the stairs followed by his disciples.

When he saw someone in the restaurant, he just glanced at them and lost interest.

"Plop!" The old lame man looked at the familiar young man excitedly and fell to his knees before saying anything.

"Sir, do you still remember me, the old cripple?"

"The old lame man met you in the Eastern Region and said that he would lead your way in Zhongzhou. Do you still remember him?"

The old cripple looked at Chen Daoxuan excitedly and said.

"Uh... I have an impression. Let's get up and talk."

Chen Daoxuan naturally remembered that he let a cripple go in the Eastern Region.

"No, no, no, the old cripple likes to kneel down and say, Sir, please eat first. The old cripple will kneel down for a while, otherwise he won't feel at ease."

Ps: Three chapters are sent in a row. I have something to do tonight, so I am writing in a hurry.