Lin Fei felt like an electric shock, she trembled slightly, and turned slowly.

When her gaze fell on Zhang Ruochen's body, her figure was trembling even more, but she seemed to feel her own hallucination, she retracted her gaze and shook her head gently and sighed.

Xun Kongxuan stood beside Lin Fei, who had grown into a stunning and beautiful beauty. When she saw the figures of Zhang Ruochen and Huang Yanchen, Qingxiu's face was full of joy, and she supported Lin Fei to stand up.

"Mrs., really the son is back, you look at it, it's not an illusion, it's really not an illusion."

Zhang Ruochen walked in front of Lin Fei, her eyes were extremely sour, and she kept her tightly. She had thousands of words in her heart and wanted to tell, but she did n’t know how to say it. In the end, she said, “My dear, Chener comes back to pick you up , We will never be apart again. "

"Dust ... just come back, just return ..."

Concubine Lin felt only like a dream, very unreal, and desperately hugged him, for fear that he would disappear again the next moment.

The grandmother and the mother gathered and talked to each other until they could finish talking, until Qing Mo and Huang Yanchen prepared dinner. They left the room and came to the dining room.

"Kong Xuan, you also sit down to eat. If you don't taste Qing Mo's cooking, you will definitely regret it forever." Zhang Ruochen laughed.

Xun Kongxuan's cultivation practice has reached the semi-sacred realm, but he still faithfully guards Lin Fei's side as a maid.

It was because of her care that Princess Lin was able to come out of sadness and crying again and again.

Therefore, Zhang Ruochen did not regard her as a maid, but regarded her as a half disciple.

"Thank you son."

Xun Kong Xuan Shi Shi Ran saluted Zhang Ruochen before sitting down.

After a long reunion, Zhang Ruochen only felt extremely happy, and only hoped that he would continue to do so, and never bother about the disputes and vendettas in the world.

But, how can peace be so easy, disputes are inevitable.

下 Under the night, a lot of murderous forces came.

"Hoo!"

There was a gust of wind hanging outside the Fu Realm's House.

A group of black figures appeared, standing in the shadows.

One of the old men with a sallow complexion, holding a dark red sacred staff, stared at the brightly lit Jiezifu, saying: "The Spirit King's ancestor held Ling Feiyu tonight, this is the best time for us to do it. In any case, we must Capture Zhang Ruochen's mother. "

"However, according to the news from the Northern Territory, Zhang Ruochen's three veins have not been abolished, but have been repaired, and even Qi Zhenhuan and Fengfeng Xuesheng have been killed by him. We captured his mother. Didn't it cause a great enemy? "Said a younger monk with some concern.

"What do you know? Zhang Ruochen has long been the deadly enemy of our two races. Only by removing him can he be completely relieved of his worries. How strong can Zhang Ruochen be compared to the Spirit King ancestor? Can he be compared to the Destiny Corpse? "

老 The old man reprimanded and said, "Anyway, Princess Yin Chan has spoken. If this operation fails again, we will all be turned into ghost servants."

黑色 These black figures were all trembling in shape, and then a strong cold chill emanated from them.

The old man waved the sacred staff in his hand, thousands of ghosts flew out, condensed into a cloudy wind, and rushed in the direction of Jiezifu.

The spirit lamp in the Fujiezifu shook violently, and then went out.

的 The sergeant who guarded the realm of the realm just noticed that something was wrong. There were ghosts rushing into their bodies and occupying their bodies.

Suddenly, all those sergeants were settled in place, motionless, and their expressions were dull, as if they had run into evil.

"唰 唰."

The monks who supported the ancient ghosts and the ancestors turned into a shadow, and the gods rushed into Jiezifu without knowing it.

In the canteen, everyone was eating.

With Huang Yanchen's eyes, staring at the gently shaking light, he noticed that an enemy broke into Jiezifu, and said in a cold voice, "Brother Chen, I'll go out to welcome guests."

"You stay and tell your mother-in-law about the funny things we encountered in the Qinglong Market, Yinyanghai and Beiyu. I will meet them."

Zhang Ruochen patted Huang Yanchen's incense shoulder gently, motioned her to sit down, and then smiled slightly at the somewhat disturbed Lin Fei before walking out of the dining room.

He stood on the stone ladder, Zhang Ruochen turned around, facing the dining room, and stretched out a palm.

The strong spiritual force poured out from the palm of the hand, forming a layer of sound-proof enchantment, completely enveloping the dining room.

你们 "Look, there is a figure standing outside the dining room."

"As long as it is not Zhang Ruochen's mother, the rest of the idlers and others will be destroyed."

Two black figures, like ghosts, flew down from an eaves, and at the same time waved their swords, chopping Zhang Ruochen from two rather tricky angles.

"嘭 嘭."

The sword that stabbed them hadn't split on Zhang Ruochen's body, but the body burst and opened automatically, turning into two blood mists.

Zhang Ruochen was extremely angry, and the guts of the ancient ancestors and the ancestors of the dead were so bold that they really dared to capture the mother. If he hadn't rushed back in time, wouldn't they have been successful?

He seemed to have to teach them a painful lesson.

"There are masters guarding Zhang Ruochen's mother."

I saw the tragic death of two people who were not weak, and the monks who raised the ghosts and the ancestors rushed over, some stood in the courtyard, some stood on the roof, and surrounded Zhang Ruochen.

"Just a young junior, not to be afraid."

A balding old man smiled disdainfully, holding a bell and shaking it vigorously.

"Ding Ding."

Behind him, a series of four semi-holy corpses rushed out, all wearing armor and holding blood knives. The corpse gas emitted was full of corrosiveness, causing the trees and flowers in Jiezifu to wither.

Zhang Ruochen snorted softly, and the palm of his hand pressed in the void, and a sacred gas flowed out.

Soon, the four half-holy corpses stopped in mid-air, their bodies cracked, turned into yellow sand, flowed out of the armor, and fell to the ground.

He left only four empty armors, which fell to the ground.

"Oh my God, a saint."

The monks who supported the ancient ghosts and the ancestors all took a cool breath.

I, especially the balding old man, was so frightened that I couldn't help but step backwards and wanted to walk away.

Zhang Ruochen's fingers a little, a sword wave flew out, hitting the bald old man's brows, with a bang, the entire skull burst open.

老 An old man with a slightly waxy complexion, holding a dark red sacred staff, riding the gloom, appeared over the dining room.

Seeing this old man appear, the monks of both races were relieved, and all bowed down and saluted: "Meet the Elder Li Sheng."

The sharp eyes of the elders were locked on Zhang Ruochen's body, and his voice was somber: "Boy, you'd better not go about your affairs, and fight against the ancient gangsters and ancient ghosts, there will not be any good end."

Zhang Ruochen glanced at him and said, "Who is the ambassador? Tell me, I can give you a whole body."

The monks of the two ethnic groups all felt that the young man in front of him was so mad that he faced a holy elder and dared to say such things.

Seeing Zhang Ruochen's cold eyes, the elder Saint Li felt a tremor in his heart, realizing that the young man in front of him was not simple, and he said, "Who the **** are you?"

"Who am I? Don't you recognize me, I'm the one you're dealing with." Zhang Ruochen dissipated his spirit and showed his true content.

"Zhang Ruochen."

A loud panic sounded.

Nowadays, Zhang Ruochen's prestige spreads all over the world. He is no longer the junior who was slaughtered by anyone, but merely the identity of the **** of blood gods can scare countless monks.

The monks who supported the ancient ghosts and the ancestors of the corpses were terrified, fled, and regretted coming to Jiezifu. Including Elder Li Sheng is no exception. He tried his best to escape. Where did he dare to fight with Zhang Ruochen? The two men's cultivation was ten thousand miles away.

"Want to leave?"

Zhang Ruochen didn't do anything at all, just released Shengwei, covering the whole Jiezifu.

All the monks who supported the ancient ghosts and the ancestors were suppressed and kneeled on the ground. None of them could stand up, and some of them even passed out.

At the same time, Zhang Ruochen stretched out a palm and grabbed it.

数十 A large handprint of dozens of feet long appeared, and Elder Li Sheng, who had fled to the edge of Jiezifu, dragged it back and suppressed it.

Zhang Ruochen, carrying his hands on his back, went to Elder Li Sheng expressionlessly and said, "Tell me, who is the ambassador? Where are they?"

"Zhang Ruochen, you better let Elder Ben, otherwise your end will be very miserable." Elder Li Sheng shouted aloud.

Zhang Ruochen stopped asking him, stretched out a hand, and pressed against the elder Li Sheng's eyebrows, ready to capture his memory and find the answer himself.

Obviously, the elder Saint Li also knew Zhang Ruochen's purpose, so he mobilized the Holy Spirit and rushed into the Holy Source. The next moment, a destructive force poured out of his body.

"Suddenly exploded the source."

Zhang Ruochen's brow frowned, and he retreated quickly. At the same time, his fingers moved forward a little, crushing the space near the elder Li Sheng, forming a broken space zone.

After the explosion of the Holy Source, I just let the space tremble a little, and did not cause much damage.

Later, Zhang Ruochen began to question other monks again, but unfortunately their cultivation was too low, they knew very little, and did not ask too many valuable things.

I just made sure that they were all obedient to Feng Yin Chan. Moreover, it seems that there are quite a few sacred masters sent by the two clans to the central imperial city, not only to capture Lin Fei, but also to make friends with the court.

"Feng Yin Chan, did not kill you in the Qinglong market, you have caused me a lot of trouble. This time, I will not leave you alive, even if the destiny the Emperor protects you again, I will chop you." Zhang Ruochen The cold light in his eyes.

In the world of Qinglong Ru, the Destiny Emperor was born with the weight of the corpse emperor and lived the second life. He negotiated with Zhang Ruochen and saved Feng Yin Chan a life. Otherwise, she would have died in the Qinglong Market.

The monks who drove the corpse ancient and the ghost-raising ancient tribe were all killed and crushed into ashes.

Subsequently, Zhang Ruochen took out the Buddha emperor's relic, flew a circle in Jiezifu, and all the ghosts who invaded the body of the guard sergeant were all purified.

The guard sergeants didn't know what was happening, thinking that it was just a moment of disengagement, they didn't take it to heart, and started patrolling and standing guard again.

Zhang Ruochen pushed open the door of the dining room, walked in with a smile, and re-sit to the seat, and laughed: "Ma'am, how are you chatting with the smoke and dust? In Qinglong Market, Yinyanghai, Beiyu, It's still very interesting. Where there is any danger, it's all those nonsense. "