Demon Eye Shura

The taste of home is especially true for the young devil who returned from the blood prison. ←, I think back then, how much effort and painstaking effort was spent in order to compete for the qualification to go to the blood prison for training.The aging grandfather and the frail and seriously ill mother are all important existences that shake the soul.

At this moment, he returned with Han Xiaoxiao and Lan Shuang'er.The speed of time passing in the blood prison is different from that of the outside world. Forget it, he has cultivated for more than ten years in the blood prison, while the outside world has only spent half a year.He died in a fierce battle, and was resurrected in another boy's body, although he still looked like that boy.But mentally, he is still an old man in his thirties.

It has to be said that the former Zhuo family was torn apart, which brought him many painful memories.But no matter what, for the young Demon King, this will always be a place where he can completely leave his back and not be restrained.

At this moment, he returned.

Leaving from the Innate Spiritual Realm, and now returning as an existence comparable to the Divine Realm.

According to outsiders, it's only half a year. This is a variable that no one can think of.

For more than ten years, Chihua City has not changed much, walking on the spacious streets.A man and two women wore rough robes and sackcloth, walking in a low-key manner.However, Zhuo Yifan left the custard bun in his field of vision, because if this kind of strange beast appeared on the street majestically, it would definitely attract countless eyes.

They came here to keep a low profile and didn't want to have too much to do with the world.Even on this trip home, Zhuo Yifan planned to move all the Zhuo family into the blood prison, so that his relatives could get the best cultivation resources.

Walking all the way, the surrounding people's eyes changed, and they couldn't help but retreat for these three people.When passing through a station.The horses there suddenly went berserk.It was like seeing a wild beast howling.Then suddenly fainted.

Although the three of them restrained their aura, they still had too strong aura.If the world is compared to a container.The blood prison is naturally a big weapon, but this small container in the world can no longer hold them.

They are detached, they are detached, they transcend, they need a wider world, a wider sky.

"It's been half a year. It's hardly changed." Zhuo Yifan saw everything in his hometown, and couldn't help feeling a little warm in his heart.In just half a year, he was born from a concubine who was regarded as useless, and now he has returned as a god.Simply beyond mythology.

The tablet of the Zhuo family is still hanging there, unchanged.The only thing that makes people feel strange is that it is wrapped with writing spider silk, which seems to have not been taken off and cleaned for a long time.

At the moment when Zhuo Yifan was looking at things and thinking about people, the heavy iron door opened, and a white-haired old man walked out with a burden.

The boy looked at the old man.Suddenly seized.I saw, the old man in front of me.Limping, he struggled to step down the steps in front of him.He was sallow, haggard and old.

Zhuo Yifan's body was shaking, both excited and angry.Is this my grandfather?Patriarch of the Zhuo Family, Zhuo Wentian?In half a year, who bullied this old man who walked like a dragon and walked like a tiger like a tiger?And who made the former Zhuo family fall into this miserable state.

At the same time, the old man also looked at the young man in front of him, but he just glanced at each other, then lowered his head in frustration, and staggered away in one direction, as if he was avoiding something.

"Hey!"

Suddenly, there was a rapid and piercing sound of piercing through the air.On the street in the distance, a group of people and horses flew to here, and the intricate sound of horseshoes intertwined, and they drove here at a high speed.The leading young man held a bow in his hand, and it was he who fired the arrow.It was facing the old man, as if to kill him.

Startled, Zhuo Yifan raised his hand to stop the arrow.At the same time, he took a deep look at the past, only a young man in the Sanxuan Mansion, actually wanted to kill his grandfather in front of him.Simply do not know good from bad.

He was so angry that he almost had the urge to turn the pair into ashes, but Han Xiaoxiao stopped him.Because of this state, if you get angry here, the entire Chihua City may cease to exist.

"Who are you? I advise you not to meddle in your own business. I am here to kill Zhuo Wentian under the order of the leader Fang. Get out of here. If you dare to stop me again, don't blame me for being rude!" The young man saw that his arrow was shot by someone. Stopped, gritted teeth.

"You have a lot of people, aren't you ashamed to attack a seriously injured old man?" Han Xiaoxiao retorted, feeling that the young man had no eyesight.Dare to yell at them like this.

"Are you from a foreign land?" The young man looked Zhuo Yifan and the three of them up and down, and said with a sneer, "If you are distant relatives who have come to join the Zhuo family, I think you have found the wrong person. The old Zhuo family has long since ceased to exist, and now The Chihua City, including the entire Great Qin Dynasty, is owned by Fang Batian! The Zhuo family used to fight against the Fang leader everywhere in Chihua City, competing for resources. Now that the feng shui is turning, the Zhuo family will be expelled!"

Speaking of this, the young man showed a bit of ruthlessness on his face, and said: "If you are distant relatives of the Zhuo family, then you will take it together!"

"Fang Zhenhan! I don't know these three people, and I have nothing to do with them at this time. I Zhuo Wentian, one person does things and one person is in charge. If you want to kill me, kill me. Let these three young people go." The old man put down Bao Bao stepped forward step by step, as if determined to die.

"Hahaha!" The young man laughed and said, "Zhuo Wentian, I didn't expect you to have today. You escaped the first day of the junior high school, but you couldn't escape the fifteenth day. Now the entire Great Qin Dynasty is under the control of the leader Fang. Do you think you escaped to the deep mountains and forests?" Can you hide it from him? He counted on you coming back today, so he set up an ambush here."

The old man smiled wryly and shook his head: "I'm really touched by Master Fang's aggressive actions..." Then, he looked at Zhuo Yifan and the others behind him, and said, "Young heroes, there are some silver taels and a map in your luggage. If it is convenient, follow the map and send the burden to my daughter-in-law. If it is not convenient, I will leave the money to a few young heroes..."

"Zhuo Wentian, before you died, I still have a question." The young man sneered, "You hid in the deep mountains and old forests to avoid being chased and killed. In fact, you were full of hope, thinking of your grandson coming out of the blood prison To avenge you? Yes, and no?"

Hearing these words, the old man fell silent for a moment, feeling infinitely sad and unable to hide it, he said: "He will definitely come out of it and avenge us! The Zhuo family will not be annihilated just now! Just wait!"

Speaking of this, the old man looked towards the sky, his heart fluttering, showing a bit of sadness, and sighed: "I believe that my grandson will definitely come back... definitely..."

"Definitely?" The young man smiled again: "I haven't heard from you for so long, I'm afraid I'll die in it."

"Definitely, he will definitely come back!" The young devil couldn't bear it any longer, his eyes were red, he picked up the bag and handed it to the old man himself.

Tears welled up in his eyes, even though he had completely changed, the hearts of the grandfather and grandson were connected at this moment.

"You are..." Mr. Zhuo stared at Zhuo Yifan with wide-eyed eyes, and his face was full of splendor that he had never seen after entering his old age.

"Grandpa... I'm back..." Zhuo Yifan smiled with tears in the corners of his eyes.

"What are you talking about? What are you calling me?" Zhuo Wentian couldn't believe it. He couldn't believe that the person in front of him was actually his grandson.It was two people at all, completely changed appearance.

"Grandpa, I am your fan!"

"Say it again..." The old man wept.

"Grandpa! I'm back!" Zhuo Yifan could no longer suppress his excitement, and hugged the old man in front of him tightly. He used his mental strength to pass everything he had experienced in the blood prison. (To be continued..)