Eternal Gate

Qianqiu City is very lively.

Every time Zhao Yun comes back, it will be very lively.

A banquet, full of wine.

In the laughter, sighs and tongues are indispensable, sighing about Mr. Zhao’s experience, spitting his luck, and the 80 episodes of the TV series during the soul search are deceiving the world, but it explains the truth to the world. But it's true... someone is either colliding with chance, or on the way to colliding with chance, his luck seems to be out of luck, he is not awesome.

"Leave her here, there won't be any problems!"

The demon elder whispered, she in this mouth refers to the master of Rashen. This is no ordinary person, but a real Heavenly Martial Realm. If it returns to normal, if there is chaos in the city, they can suppress it. No longer, his worries are also shared by others.

"This is my place."

Zhao Yun's words are deep, with deep meaning in his words.

The elders do not know, but the sky is clear.

Qianqiu City recognizes Zhao Yun as the master, and he is naturally the king here. In a special period, Zhao Yun can mobilize the city's magic circle. Maybe he can't beat the Rasho Sect master in the peak period, but he can still be thrown out. As long as Zhao Yun is in the city, it will be fine.

Everyone feels at ease and drink openly.

The family gathered together in a warm atmosphere.

During the period, Zhao Yun mentioned Wang Yang, and the audience raised their eyebrows. They were a little surprised. It was unexpected that the Son of the Demon Cave was still alive. Zhao Yun once said that he had already chopped it into ashes at the Demon's Ruins. Now it seems that those who went to the Demon's Ruins in the past That Wang Yang is just a demon body.

In this way, it is necessary to find the Demon Cave as soon as possible.

There is also the Demon Palace, where the five channels are unified and only these two channels remain.

I don't know when the banquet dissipated.

Zhao Yun returned to the mountain and went to the mountain to worship his father.

After that, it was an ordinary time, it was rare to go home, and it was rare to spend time with his family. Xu Shi was too exhausted all the way, Zhao Gongzi enjoyed this feeling very much, and other people were not willing to bother.

Giggle!

On the mountain peak, there was sometimes immature laughter.

The Lord Luosheng is innocent and innocent, like a little elf, walking in small staggering steps, chasing butterflies on the grass, the whole city is her happiest, giggling milky milk.

"The master of your house was caught by us."

Many old guys got together and gathered under the crooked neck tree.

The ghost face Yama was hanging on the tree. He didn't respond at all to the people's words, but he was full of hideousness. Who is the master of my house, a genuine Heavenly Martial Realm, will be captured alive by the younger generation of you waiting for the night? What about a liar? Really think the old man is a three-year-old child?

Of course, when the Tianshuang Sword was taken out, he was stunned.

Master Rashomon’s sword, he knew it, never left.

"Tell me now!"

The elders smashed their hands and laughed collectively.

Looking at the ghost face Yama, his expression became extremely wonderful, with three words engraved all over his eyes: Impossible, the master of the dignified Rashomon! How can you be caught alive? He could not believe it.

"Bloodline changes and rejuvenates."

The elders were quite conscious, and added another sentence.

As soon as these words came out, Ghost Face Yama was indeed easier to accept.

"Your family, who else can fight the most."

All the elders said that the thief who asked was level, and whoever slapped their heads would be cleaned up first. First, the black and white impermanence, then the judge of water and fire, and then the ghost face Yama, and even the master of Rashen was cleaned up. If there is someone who is not very honest, then it is the next special care object. When Zhao Yun goes out again, he will be brought back by the way.

In the next few days, the Zhaojia Mountain's peak visions continued.

There are all blood anomalies. There are Zhao Yun’s and Liu Ruxin’s. The whole city is sighed. The young couple gathers together. There is always a big movement. It is hard to compare. It is still more terrifying than Zhao Yun. It is not only strength, but also his blood. Just looking at the vision will absolutely crush the immortal spirit body.

"Ben wanted to practice with you."

Looking at the Zhao family mountain, the devil took a deep breath.

Think about it, forget it! He and someone were no longer of the same level, so he asked someone Sikong Jiannan to learn a few tricks, and the one who gave the hammer was the howling ghost.

"What bloodline?"

Cang Qiong muttered, flipping through the secret scroll all day long.

When I arrived, I didn't find out why, I didn't have a clue at all.

"There is no cloud valley."

There are also many old guys who are also muttering.

Zhao Yun said that the treasures of Rashomon are all hidden in a place called Yunyougu, but they have been carrying the map for several days, but they haven't found this valley, and they haven't even heard of it.

On the sixth day, Youlan came.

Last time, she came to see the ghost face Yan Luo.

This time, she came to see the master of Rashomon. She stared at the pink little bitch. After watching for a long time, she was dizzy. Is this the master of her Rashomon? As usual, at her level, she was not qualified to see the Lord Rasho.

This night, Zhao Yun left Qianqiu City.

Along with him, there is also the master of Xiao Luosheng.

This is an uncertain factor. It involves the bloodline, and it may return to normal at any time. The elders can't control the Heavenly Martial Realm. He is okay in Qianqiu City, so he can adjust the magic circle in the city. The Lord swept the entire Qianqiu City with one foot.

He reappeared, already the capital of the imperial capital.

As usual, the emperor's capital of the night is full of flowers, and there are endless shouts and shouts. Besides, there are talks about his battle in northern Xinjiang, which has been said to be magical.

Outside the Ziyihou's mansion, Zhao Yun once stopped.

Regrettably, Ziyihou was not there. Since the mansion was destroyed that day, he entered the Xing Tower. He has not come out yet. Hearing rumors from outsiders, he should be in retreat in order to attack the realm of Tianwu.

He also stopped outside the high priest's house.

The gates of the palace are closed, and they are not allowed to see guests. The ghost knows what they are doing. In Zhao Yun's view, there must be demons if something goes wrong. It is definitely not a good thing. It is not a good thing. It is a conspiracy brewing.

After a round, he went to the small garden.

Following the secret path, he reached the Earth Spirit Vessel.

As he expected, Yuling Princess is here, like an ice sculpture, sitting cross-legged quietly, with a languid breath, pale and bloodless cheeks, no matter where you look from it, she looks like a sick, dyingly ill, that snow-white show Hair is dazzling no matter how you look at it.

He did not see Long Fei avatar.

According to his thoughts, it should be a battle in northern Xinjiang. Concubine Long moved the power of the nine-tailed fairy fox, and even the deity was overloaded, and affected the clone. After all, the technique of clone clone learned by the Concubine Long was quite lacking. His is slightly different, the deity is wounded, and the clone suffers.

"It looks ugly now, isn't it?"

Princess Yu Ling lightly opened her lips, then opened her eyes.

Her smile was exhausted, and Zeng Lingche's eyes were also muddy this time. If she were a flower, she would now be almost withered, and she couldn't find the slightest energy in her.

"The predecessors are so beautiful in the world, how ugly."

Zhao Yun smiled and placed his hand gently on the shoulder of the imperial concubine.

He instilled the power of immortality and helped the imperial concubine soothe the disabled meridians. After he explored it, it was shocking. After he left that night, the imperial concubine must have used force, and it was a forceful action, even hurting the foundation and foundation. Maybe, the repair will be lost.

It is not difficult to imagine that the imperial concubine fought with the evil female coach.

It is not difficult to imagine that the imperial concubine won, but the win was tragic.

What he guessed was not bad. The imperial concubine fought against the evil female commander, and the move was forbidden. In a weak state, he exerted the power of heavenly military force and forced the evil female commander back, but because of this, he was even stronger. Backlash, she is still alive at the moment, it is really a miracle.

"I have seen her and almost killed me."

As Zhao Yun spoke, he poured a piece of fairy power into it.

Having said that, he also glanced at the Lord of the Rings. The Sect Master Xiao Luosheng was sealed in the ice jade coffin. If the Sect Master Luosheng had not been killed that night, he would really have been folded in the hands of the evil female marshal, and it would be difficult to reverse it.

"She will come again."

The imperial concubine said weakly, with blood dripping from the corners of her mouth.

Zhao Yun silently knew that the evil female commander would still look for him. There was a brand on him, which was carved by the evil female commander. He didn't know before, but he vaguely noticed after he got the blood of the heaven in the forbidden land. He did not erase it, and was waiting for the evil female. The female coach would look for him, and if possible, he would lead him to the Undead Mountain. Chu Lan is Wushuang's aunt, and he will definitely save him.

"Daxia is mighty."

While talking, there was a sudden shout like a sea tide.

The voice came from the imperial capital. The bustling figures have been lined up on both sides of the street, welcoming the dragon war to enter the city, the victory of the northern border, the emperor of Great Xia returned to the court tonight, and the first emperor to go to the battlefield was a man. , This alone is worthy of respect.

"Thank you."

Princess Yu Ling smiled and heard the shout.

If she is in good health, she will definitely go out and pick her husband home, but she can't. She is the Empress of Daxia, which is about the decency of the royal family and doesn't want the people to see her embarrassment.

"Now, you can't beat him."

Zhao Yun opened his mouth and finished this sentence abruptly.

To tell the truth, he wanted to ask Long Zhan very much, your wife is ill and has no power to bind a chicken. Are you happy? Still unhappy? In his opinion, Long Zhan should be half-and-half. His wife was worried because she was ill. In addition to worrying, she probably thought about raising her eyebrows for a while. At least, the matter on the bed should be fully understood, otherwise it would be very shameless.

"Don't tell him I am here."

The imperial concubine took a deep breath and said deep.

She is a person who likes quietness, and it's too noisy outside.

Mainly...this is safe.

"I... can help."

Zhao Yun said, patted the dust on his shoulder by the way.

Young Master Zhao! He is enthusiastic and willing to help. As long as the price is right, he can completely help knock on the emperor's sap. As long as the money is in place, let's not knock the sap. He can beat Long Zhan into a stupid. If you don't mind, he can also unload a part. Come down.

Without a word, the imperial concubine gave Zhao Yun a sideways look.

The heart language of this guy is not bad, just like a female handsome. When she is weak, the heart language is extremely effective. When she reads it accurately, someone's morals seem to be broken.

"I will castrate him when I look back."

Zhao Yun didn't say anything, but muttered in his heart.

The imperial concubine's beautiful eyes burst into flames, and the words are engraved all over her eyes: Dare you.

Zhao Yun disapproved, and instilled immortal power.

This time, he also added a trace of blood.

The blood that he inherited has hidden strange powers and has a miraculous effect on healing wounds. It is the best way to warm up the imperial concubine's physique, but I don't know whether it can reshape its heritage.

"The power of blood?"

The imperial concubine whispered, her expression surprised.

She would never perceive it wrong. Today, Zhao Yun has a special bloodline in her body, mysterious and ancient, and overbearing beyond her thinking. Before that, she was unaware of it, and she was ignorant of this. , I went to northern Xinjiang, not only advanced the cultivation base, but also had more blood, hit the chance in the middle of the road, or was it hit by the chance?

"There is a play."

Zhao Yun muttered, his eyes flashed.

The so-called drama refers to the power of his blood, which can actually heal the wounds of the Yuling imperial concubine, the golden origin, when the imperial concubine’s physique is refreshed, he heals the cracks in his meridians, although the speed is slow, it is indeed healing, the limbs Hundred skeletons, internal organs, and the eight channels of the odd meridian also benefited, and even the terrible backlash was weakened by them.

"This...."

When the imperial concubine saw it, her expression was stunned.

What kind of blood is this, so amazing.

"Come again."

Zhao Yun stroked his sleeves, and Believed.

Exploring the hand again, the power of the rolling blood, surging like a sea, poured in in pieces, the source of the radiant blood, flooded the entire body of the imperial concubine, and the whole body was stained with gleaming golden light.

Hmm...um...!

"You... lightly... ah...!"

The imperial concubine kept moaning, and the pain between her eyebrows was so painful that she screamed, and she screamed; she screamed, and she screamed rhythmically. I knew this was healing here, I didn’t know, I thought they were both What's the matter with this? With a big brain, it's a movie.

Zhao Yun coughed and slowed down the origin.

To be honest, he really wanted to find something to plug the imperial concubine's mouth.

Heal! He is healed, feeling such an evil! Certain voices, his innocent little man heard it, but he couldn't stand it. When did he call it that way with the emperor?

The origin has slowed down, but the pain is still there.

The imperial concubine's whispering still continued after another.

Pain is a little bit painful, but it feels very wonderful, to describe it in one word: pain and happiness.

"What are you... doing?"

Behind him, a word resounded suddenly.

Another person came down. It was Concubine Long. The emperor's class teacher returned to the court. She worried about her mother and returned to the palace ahead of time. Before seeing her, she came to the Earth Spirit Vessel. It was the voice of her mother who came in after listening to the movement. This cry is a bit too awkward.

"Heal."

Zhao Yun buried his head and wiped a nosebleed.

The expression of the imperial concubine was especially embarrassing.

Concubine Long didn't say a word, she first glanced at her mother before her eyes were placed on someone's body, can heal her nosebleeds? Or, do you eat too much supplements, or even overnutrition? Also, why did you leave without saying goodbye? In Beijiang, you don't say hello when you leave.

I don't even know it, but I greet it with wool.

This will be the answer of Zhao Gongzi, and it is also the truth.

That night, the master Rasho personally caught him until he was hung on the crooked neck tree. He didn’t know where to follow. The lady was still a bit professional, and only caught him, but was not in the barracks. Zhongda will kill, otherwise, the ghost knows how many people have suffered.

"Your cultivation base?"

"Your blood?"

Concubine Long's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, and she was aware of the error.

When someone left, it was the seventh stage of the Ksitigarbha, and there was no special bloodline in his body. It was less than two months ago. This is the peak of Ksitigarbha. This overbearing bloodline is brought again, and she is also of a special bloodline. , Standing in front of Ji Hen, felt depressed.

Zhao Yun didn't answer, but frowned slightly.

Following that, his eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the imperial concubine.

There was another power in the imperial concubine's body, a power called curse seal, and it was extremely weird. The original source he poured into the imperial concubine's body was quietly sucked away.

Seeing this, he hurriedly closed his hand.