The ancient god emperor in the city

Chapter 29
"Can you tell me how long I can live?" Tang Wan'er could feel that something was about to move in her body.

"I don't know, maybe after tonight's treatment, your body will heal." Zhao Chen couldn't tell how long the engulfment by the power of reincarnation would last.

Tang Wan'er gently pulled Zhao Chen's palm.

"Send us back." At this moment, she didn't have much fear in her heart. If it wasn't for Zhao Chen, maybe she wouldn't be able to survive long ago.

The big man in black at the side nodded respectfully.

Go back to Tang's villa.

Tang Wan'er, who hadn't eaten all day, seemed to have no sense of hunger. In her boudoir, Zhao Chen was lying beside her with his palm on her forehead. The room was pitch black, and Tang Wan'er quietly closed her eyes.

There is an inexplicable ease in my heart.

At the same time, in an old house in Linhai City, Zhuge Yuntian was being tied to a stone pillar, and blood kept dripping from his face.

"Who are you?" Zhuge Yuntian half-opened his eyes, panting, the spiritual energy in his body has been drained, there is no room for resistance at all.

"You don't need to know that dead people are worthless!" A gloomy and hoarse voice sounded, in front of Zhuge Yuntian was an old man wearing a strange robe, the old man was wearing a mask, so it was impossible to distinguish.

Zhuge Yuntian couldn't help letting out a smirk, if Zhao Chen didn't show up, it would be impossible for him to end up in this situation.

"I hate, I hate!"

But the next moment Zhuge Yuntian was knocked out by the old man's slap.

"Scrap!"

"Uncle Nine, do you like to tease Yun Tian so much?" A young girl wearing a purple emerald gauze dress is holding a simple little flower umbrella. The intricate patterns on it are constantly changing, sometimes birds soar, sometimes yellow The sand falls.

The girl also wears a mask, so she can't see her face clearly, but the voice has the power of soul-stirring, and she can't help but be attracted by it.

The old man snorted coldly.

"At the beginning, you asked Yuntian to go to the dragon team to practice, but it's not the same. This kid is not worthy to be a monk of my Zhuge family. His mental state is terrible!" In the later stage of foundation establishment, plus being a sword repairer, he is not afraid at all when facing strong men of the same level.

And this girl is called Zhuge Xiaoyu, she is a cousin of Zhuge Yuntian, she has cultivated to the ninth level of Qi training, she is just twenty, she is considered a genius in the realm of comprehension, and she is proficient in everything from piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

"Let him fend for himself?" Zhuge Xiaoyu turned the small umbrella a few times, a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"In short, he has violated the Zhuge family's ancestral precepts and betrayed his nature, so what's the use of keeping him?" The old man became more and more angry.

"Indeed, in the hundreds of years of my Zhuge family, not a single monk has fallen, but Yuntian's loyalty to the Zhuge family has never wavered. Send him to Liulin Town..." Zhuge Xiaoyu leaned on the stone pillar, the smile on his face seemed to be never dissipate.

"Liulin Town?" Zhuge Xuanling frowned slightly, what else could such a waste have to experience, the opportunity has been given to him several times.

"It's up to you, but Xiaoyu, you have to remember, don't meddle in this mortal affairs, and the task of monitoring Yuntian ends here." Zhuge Xuanling knew very well that the reason for the decline of his Zhuge family was because of the corruption of the world.

Zhuge Xiaoyu nodded obediently and said with a smile: "Ninth Uncle, you should send Yuntian to Liulin Town, and I will resolve this period of hatred, so as not to implicate the Zhuge family in the future."

Zhuge Xuanling was taken aback, but Zhuge Xiaoyu had already flown into the sky with a small umbrella and disappeared into the darkness.

"Ghost girl...you have to suffer!"

Zhuge Xuanling lingered for a few times, but finally grabbed Zhuge Yuntian and prepared to send him to Liulin Town.

If he is lucky, Zhuge Yuntian is destined to become a strong man if he can come out of Liulin Town, but the chance of getting out is very small.

The night was already very deep, and Zhao Chen stood quietly under the sea of ​​Tang Wan'er's soul, under the purple tree of reincarnation.

"Time is running out." Zhao Chen knew very well that Tang Wan'er would die sooner or later...

And Zhao Chen couldn't help him suppress it at all.

The next day.

A ray of scorching sun shot into the room from the gap in the curtains, Tang Wan'er turned over and gently hugged Zhao Chen in her arms.

Zhao Chen opened his eyes, what is this little girl doing?

"Miss Tang, wake up, it's already morning." Zhao Chen pinched Tang Wan'er's face a few times, Tang Wan'er opened her eyes in a daze, wiped her saliva, and suddenly she realized that her chest was squeezed against Zhao Chen's face. Chen's arm.

"Yeah." Tang Wan'er got up quickly, and slapped Zhao Chen hard.

Zhao Chen frowned.

"You hugged me by yourself, and you still hit me?" Zhao Chen rubbed his face. Actually, it didn't hurt at all. With Tang Wan'er's strength, it was basically impossible to hit him.

"Are... are you okay?" Tang Wan'er was a little guilty, hugging the pillow, pouted.

Zhao Chen yawned.

"It's okay, let's go eat something first, I'm busy today." Zhao Chen jumped up.

Tang Wan'er asked for leave again today, which made her classmates worried.

There were dozens of calls, but Tang Wan'er didn't answer any of them.

……

At eight o'clock in the morning, in a breakfast shop outside Binhai Avenue, Zhao Chen and Tang Wan'er were eating delicious steamed buns and drinking Chaos.

"Zhao Chen, do you have any plans?" Tang Wan'er put down the spoon, wiped her mouth, she was already full.

Zhao Chen stuffed the last bun into his mouth, drank the soup in one gulp, and took out a strange fruit, only the size of a cherry, but full of aura.

He had consumed a lot of spiritual energy yesterday.

Zhao Chen's dantian is quite terrifying, it can devour any aura and transform it, perhaps this is the terrifying part of the law of devouring.

"Intend to? Go to the Dragon Group to have a look first. Miss Tang, you have to remember, don't try to be aggressive at any time." Zhao Chen touched his pocket and paid for the breakfast.

Tang Wan'er was very curious.

"Zhao Chen, how do you get rich?"

Zhao Chen smiled mysteriously.

"Pick it up."

Tang Wan'er was speechless for an instant, and followed behind Zhao Chen.

Before ten o'clock in the morning, Tang Wan'er and Zhao Chen appeared at the gate of the dragon group, this time Tang Wan'er did not wear a mask.

"Zhao Chen, do you really not need to bring it?" Tang Wan'er was so nervous.

"Let's go."

The third brigade of Linhai City was the same as usual, but in a hidden hall underground, a group of monks had already assembled.

There are seventy or eighty people, of which there are only a dozen in the late stage of Qi refining.

"Senior." Murong Feng had been waiting for Zhao Chen to appear early in the morning, otherwise they would not dare to act without authorization.

Zhao Chen glanced at these monks, feeling an indescribable dullness, Tang Wan'er trembled unceasingly, with such a strong aura.

"I'm not a monk of the dragon group, but I don't want to see people burn to death. Maybe I will die tonight, and maybe all of you here will die... I just want to ask you, are you afraid of death?"

The crowd fell into silence.

"Don't be afraid!" A young boy roared, Zhao Chen took a look at him and refined his Qi.

(End of this chapter)