The Peerless Emperor

Yun Zhizun led Lin Qian down quickly from mid-air, and in an instant he had already landed in the city, and entered the place where grandpa was resting temporarily.

In the city, the crowds are mixed together, and the streets are full of shops on both sides, and in front of the door there are many people selling their own things, a little soul martial artist and ordinary people.

Compared with the Southern Territory, the Middle Territory, which itself has a strong aura, most ordinary people have the realm of the Xingyuan State, which is only one step away from the Nirvana State, but in any case, there is no way to enter.

The soul martial artist who has tamed the soul beast as a mount, the beast cart pulled by the soul beast is mixed and moving forward on this street. Ordinary people are often injured or other soul martial artists collide with each other. Looking at Lin Qian frowned.

"What's the matter?" When he saw Lin Qian looking around, his brows furrowed, Yuan Zhizun asked Lin Qian curiously.

Seeing the surroundings, Lin Qian shook his head secretly, and said, "It's too backward. Neither the common people nor the soul martial artist can enjoy the comfort and convenience that a city brings them."

"Backward, comfortable and convenient?" After Yuan Zhizun heard Lin Qian's words, his eyes showed a curious and incomprehensible look. "The city is just a relatively large gathering place. There are very many people. How can there be comfort and convenience when it’s busy?"

"Just say that, I am afraid that the old man can't understand it. If you have time in the future, you will understand when you visit the Huaxia Empire with me."

Lin Qian didn’t think it was weird about Yuan Zhizun’s incomprehension. He came to a foreign world from the modern society in his previous life. Many aspects of thinking are simply not understood by people in this world, even they simply There is no such concept.

The city lord's mansion in the very center of the city was extremely wide, as if it were a city within a city. Lin Qian looked at the huge mansion gate and knew that his grandpa must be in this mansion.

Yuan Zhizun led the way in front, and Lin Qian followed behind, and the two of them were also talking about the Central Region along the way.

The strange thing is that, whether it is the guards guarding the City Lord's Mansion or the people walking in the City Lord's Mansion along the way, it seems that they have not seen Yuan Zhizun and Lin Qian, completely treating them as non-existent.

Lin Qian didn't feel so surprised about all this. It was obvious that Yuan Zhizun's soul power had distorted the surroundings, making everyone unable to detect their existence and avoiding unnecessary trouble.

In a wide courtyard behind the mansion of the city lord, there were a lot of people stationed outside the courtyard, but in the courtyard, there was no one, quiet.

After entering the main house in the courtyard, Lin Qian followed Yuan Zhizun into it.

The room was extremely spacious, and Lin Qian saw an old man with white beard and hair lying on the wide bed in the distance, his chest undulating evenly.

And beside the old man, there is an old woman sitting. Although wrinkles have spread all over her face, it can still be seen that when she was young, she was outstanding.

On the old woman's wrist, there was a wound, in which a strong blood came out and poured into the old man on the bed.

Not to mention Lin Qian, Yuan Zhizun next to him saw all this and moved his face: "It is a good way to infuse your own blood gas to ensure that the blood gas decays will not damage your lungs. This is a good way, but the damage to yourself is too serious. If you continue to do this , Only two people will die together."

With that, the twisted spirit power around Yuan Zhizun slowly dissipated, revealing the figures of the two of them, exposed.

As soon as the two of them appeared, they had already alarmed the old man by the bed. She suddenly raised her head and looked here: "Who!"

call out!

At this moment, a figure suddenly rushed out: "Who dares to trespass?"

However, when this figure saw Yuan Zhizun, his face was shocked, and he knelt down suddenly: "Ancestor, why are you here?"

"Well, the Yuan family doesn't need a gatekeeper in the future. The old man has nothing to do, so he will take someone to see." Yuan Zhizun looked at this figure and said with a chuckle, "Get up, don't have to be so polite."

"Yes!" Hearing Yuan Zhizun's words, this person also got up.

He was named Yuan Hu, he was a strong man in the Yuan family, and he was also an alchemist. It was his pill that sustained Grandpa Lin Qian's injuries, not to get worse, and to protect them.

"Ancestor, the curse of blood is more rapid than in the past. It was originally everyone taking turns to infuse their blood. Later, the wife of Monarch Yun was forced to fate, claiming that the suffering was spent together with the couple and no fearless sacrifice was required." Yuanhu looked at the bed, and said helplessly.

At this moment, the old woman also bowed to Yuan Zhizun, who could make Yuan Hu call him an ancestor. Except for the Yuan Zhizun of the Yuan family, there was no one else: "Junior Yun Rong, I have seen the ancestor. "

"You don't need to give so many gifts. From now on, the Yuan family and you will be regarded as a family." Yuan Zhizun said, with a smile on his face, "I believe you will be better in the future."

At the same time, Lin Qian stepped forward quickly, and involuntarily took out a pill, shaken it into powder with soul power, grabbed the old woman's hand, and evenly spread it on the wound.

This young man's behavior made Yun Rong look suspicious, watching the wound on his wrist healed, and looking up at the face of the young man in front of him, shaking like a lightning strike.

"You..." Yun Rong looked at this young man with a face that was extremely similar to Lin Di, with tears in her eyes.

Lin Qian's nose was also sour, and he opened his arms and gave the old woman in front of him a hug: "Grandma, grandson is here, there will be grandchildren in the future, so don't worry."

"You are Qian'er, you are Qian'er!" Yun Rong was ecstatic in her heart, and hurriedly grabbed Lin Qian's shoulder, placed it in front of her, and looked up and down carefully. "It's really like your father, but eyes It looks like a girl."

Yun Rong was very happy, and her teary face was full of smiles. The experience of these days made her feel exhausted. Lin Qian's arrival was a drop of nectar that fell on her dry heart.

Seeing his grandmother, Lin Qian was both happy and distressed. He could clearly feel that the other party's physique had been very decayed and his blood loss was huge.

Just like what Yuanhu said, if this continues, he will only step into the yellow spring with his grandfather.

Lin Qian tilted his head to look on the bed. The old man on it was thin and thin, his eye sockets sunk deeply, his skin was gray and his breath was free.

The body obviously exudes tyrannical medicinal power to ensure that the injury does not get too bad.

Grandpa's injury was far beyond Lin Qian's imagination. He was fortunate that he decided to come here first. If not, I'm afraid his grandpa and grandma would be more ill-fortuned.