Lin Qianzai only felt that his entire face was about to be ripped out, and there were tiny thunderbolts around him.

After a while, Lin Qianzai smelled a smell of burnt wood, and when he looked closely, black smoke had begun to rise from both sides of the flying boat.

"Dog...... Dog...... Child...... Flying Boat ...... It...... It's smoking!"

Lin Qianzai roared vigorously, and the green tendons on his neck also burst out.

"Less...... Few...... Master...... I control ...... No...... Live...... Now!! we might have to ............ Use...... Face... Brake ......"

The dog's brain was about to jump out of the jolt, and it said with difficulty.

Lin Qianzai saw that the black smoke on both sides was gone, but it caught fire, and when he heard the flying boat dog say that he couldn't control it, tears flew to the back of his head and cried.

"I'll him...... Old Father's .................."

I saw a blue and purple thunderbolt dragging the smoke and crashing straight into the White Flag Battalion of the Eight Banners Army.

"This direction should be over there in the Yuanxuan Continent! This weather is pressing, could it be that the god has changed his mind and sent a pioneer?"

The soldiers looked up one after another, looking at the shocking sight that was coming straight for them, and a captain who was still supervising the construction of the camp muttered.

I saw that the weather hit the ground, the huge dust flew up, the ground shook and cracked, and a red robe was faintly seen standing in the huge pit, and the soldiers gathered to prepare to bow down, and when the dust settled, they saw a red robe, but this person's head was buried in the soil, his limbs were stiff, and he didn't know whether he was dead or alive.

Just when everyone didn't know what to do, the red robe pulled his head out of the soil, shook his neck, pulled out a wilted yellow-haired dog from his crotch, and stuffed it into his neck.

Before the red robe could speak, someone exclaimed.

"Big monster!"

In an instant, the crowd exploded, retreated one after another, and hurried back to the camp to get their weapons.

Lin Qianzai sat on the ground, looked up at the city walls that had been almost dismantled, and then looked at the white 'Chen Ziqi' fluttering in the distance, and his heart was horrified.

He can't entangle with this mortal, he must hurry back.

Lin Qianzai took out the wooden box from the orb and put the horse on the ground, only to see that as soon as the horse touched the ground, colorful ripples began to erupt on his body, growing bigger and bigger.

"Master, ride on me, the yin and yang trick in your left hand, help me go to the sky!"

As soon as the horse leaned on Lin Qianzai, Lin Qianzai had such a sentence in his mind.

Lin Qianzai turned over and got on the horse, pinched his hand, and the aura on his body began to be absorbed by the horse, only to see that the horse actually grew a pair of wings in front of him, and began to flap his wings quickly, flying off the ground with Lin Qianzai.

"It's really a good horse!

Lin Qianzai laughed, touched the soft mane of the horse, and pointed to the north and said.

"Yes!"

The horse neighed, and the four hooves began to trample the void, speeding away.

The soldiers of the White Flag Battalion set up ballistas one after another, wanting to knock Lin Qianzai down, but in the eyes of the cultivators, everything was simply a punch in the soft mud, and it was useless at all.

Lin Qianzai didn't pay attention to it, he only had to return home in his heart.

I saw that above the clouds, the red-clothed angry horse went north, and I didn't see my hometown without stopping.

The original white clouds and mist suddenly turned dark black, a large amount of lightning swayed out of the clouds, and there were signs of anti-swallowing Lin Qianzai, Lin Qianzai quickly stopped the horse, retreated, and walked to a safe place, only then did he reduce his speed, descend the clouds and mist, and look at the tragic battle in the distance.

The soldiers in blue armor shouted and slaughtered a city with a broken wall, while the soldiers in the armor of the Rakshasa ghosts on the other side desperately resisted.

And the clouds in the distance, like the bottom of the pot, would spit out yellow lightning from time to time, and slash and kill the enemy and the enemy on the city wall wantonly.

Lin Qianzai could only choose to turn a blind eye and listen to it, because he was still a protégé of the Wuji Dragon and Phoenix Palace.

He folded his hands, silently recited a few good words of prayer, lowered his body, and crossed the battlefield.

A red light stretched across the entire battlefield, and both sides paused for a moment, watching the monk leave, and then fighting again.

In the following days, Lin Qiannian spent the rest of his life on horseback, watching the people flee the mountains with their families, and a sense of guilt arose, all of which seemed to be caused by himself, in a fit of anger.

Finally seeing his hometown, Lin Qianzai stepped on the green mountain in the distance of Kyoto, collected the horse, thought about it and did not put on the robe of the Wuji Dragon and Phoenix Palace, but continued to sit in a red robe, he put the customs clearance paperwork and the sign that could prove his identity in his arms, and then slowly descended the mountain.

The capital city of Changchun in all seasons was full of people and lively, and they seemed to know that this war would be won.

Lin Qianzai walked on the official road, looking at the old and young scholars who went out together, and his mood eased a lot.

He walked to the city gate, the city guards stopped him, Lin Qianzai took out his own clearance token from his arms, and the silver medal that the Wuji Dragon and Phoenix Palace put in the robe with a spell, and received unprecedented respect.

"It turned out to be the son of the Hou Ye!

Lin Qianzai did not salute respectfully, and all the soldiers held the sword at their waists with one hand at this moment, and placed their chests in a fist with the other, bowing their heads and saluting.

After entering the city, Lin Qianzai, who had not returned home for many years, found that this city had become extremely unfamiliar, and when he walked two streets hard, he lived up to expectations and got lost.

There were people coming in and out of all the alleys, and people were still wearing robes and swords, but in this scabbard, Lin Qianzai looked at several with his eyes, and was surprised to find that there was nothing inside.

Lin Qianzai was exhausted in donkey skills, and he couldn't find his way home, so he sneaked into an uninhabited alley and caught the dog.

"Huh, it's dawn?"

The dog yawned, and after using up his spiritual power, the whole dog's life was not good.

"Help me find my home! I'm lost!"

Lin Qianzai touched the dog's head, looked at both sides, and then whispered to the dog.

"Hahaha! I haven't seen Lian Jiamen...... Sorry! right away!"

The dog shook his tail and laughed directly, but before he finished speaking, he was slapped twice by Lin Qianzai, and rubbed his nose quite seriously and said.

It sniffed carefully, and suddenly its eyes lit up, and it began to wag its tail again.

"Did you find it?"

Lin Qianzai hurriedly asked.

"No, I smell something delicious! it should be freshly baked, let's ...... it while it's hot."

Halfway through the dog's words, he felt the evil aura that made his hair blow up.

"If you're in such water, I'll click you, you know!"

Lin Qianzai gritted his teeth, looked at the red envelope on the dog's head and said.

"Go straight from the left-hand side of the young master, cross two streets, and then go two alleys to the right!"

The dog sniffed for a long time, and after finishing speaking, he lay on the ground, pitiful, Lin Qianzai directly threw it into the orb and started running.

All the way, he came to a very spacious mansion.

The small sapling that he used to toss when he was a child in front of the door has also become a tree as thick as two hands, Lin Qianzai took a deep breath, walked up the stone steps, and knocked on the door.

The vermilion door opened, a gray coat, gray hair, and several layers of folds on his face, but his eyes were still bright, walked out, this person's name is Lin Feng, formerly known as Liu Zhuang, because the last three generations are the stewards of the Lin family, Lin Qianzai on his fifth birthday, let his master send a message to his father to ask for the surname, and gave it to this honest man who has been tossing back and forth to send supplies, so he changed his name.

Lin Feng looked at the man who was dressed very brightly and wore a strange mask and asked.

"Who are you?"

"Uncle Feng! Long time no see! I'm a thousand years!"

Lin Qianzai took off his mask, and the red robe on his body began to slowly disappear, replaced by an extremely simple Taoist robe.

Feng Bo looked at this man with a face like a crown of jade, dragon eyebrows and phoenix eyes, and quite a bit of bones, and his eyes immediately turned red!

"I thought I wouldn't see you for many years! Come in! Come in! I'll report to the master!"

Lin Qianzai nodded, closed the door by himself, and turned around to see that Feng Bo was still running so fast.

Lin Qianzai looked at the red stone screen in front of him, and subconsciously looked at the corner of the four characters of Bafang Laicai, he remembered that it was engraved with the words engraved with Zhang Yao before.

Lin Qianzai walked over casually, raised his hand and erased his arrogant words.

The words on the stone are actually as weak as the sand, and they are erased, but they are only self-deception, and the things engraved in their hearts will be difficult to forget for a lifetime.

The housekeeper Feng Bo pushed open the door of the master's study, panted and walked over, and bowed in front of the master who was there to solve the chess game.

"Master, the young master is back!"

The chess piece in the man's hand fell directly to the ground, he put the book down, picked out his ears, and asked again.

"Who?"

"Young Master, young master, he's back!"

Feng Bo wiped the sweat from his head, took a deep breath and said seriously.

Lin Bowan's face immediately improved a lot, and he threw away the book very domineeringly, he was sick and said that he couldn't straighten his waist, but when he heard that his son was back, his waist was straight and straight!

"Ahaha! Hurry up, notify the back kitchen, big fish and big meat will be served! That's right! Bring back the lady who was chatting in Zhang's mansion! The son is back! She, who is a mother, is still at someone else's house, what to say! That's right! Also! Give the young master's room to the old man and rearrange it! That's all for now! Go quickly!"

"It's sir!"

Feng Bo took a deep breath and immediately started running again, Lin Bowan also followed quickly, he walked through the courtyard verandah, passed by the rockery lake, and saw the young man in the Taoist robe who was stroking the stone pillar that measured Lin Qianzai's body height when he was a child.

"Ahem, little bunny, won't your father come to pick him up?"

Lin Baiwan thought about a lot of words along the way, and blurted out after seeing Lin Qianzai, and after saying it, he regretted it a little, and he hurriedly covered his mouth.

Lin Qianzai heard this familiar voice, slowly turned to look at this, his eyes were deep, and his father, who was panting, bowed and said.

"Child, Lin Qianzai has seen my father!"

"Get up and speak...... Son, it's good if you're back!"

Lin Baiwan somehow, his nose was so sore that he walked over slowly, rubbed his nose, and said stumblingly.

Lin Qianzai didn't see his father until a long time later, his father's waist pole was still so straight, like a stone pillar carrying the sky, Lin Qianzai stretched out his hand and wanted to shake his father, this was the best way he could think of to greet him.

Lin Baiwan grabbed Lin Qianzai in his arms, turned around a few times and said.

"It's so sturdy, but how did you get here!

Lin Qianzai's hand had nowhere to put it, so he could only poke his father's arm with his fingers, and when Lin Bowan put himself down, he took a step back and said.

"Because of this!"

Lin Qianzai pinched his hands and changed the Taoist robe on his body, but instead of a Taoist robe embroidered with silver silk lotus flowers on the mouth of the cloth leader.

"This is the soft texture of this robe, why do you still use silver threads!"

Lin Baiwan stretched out his hand and touched it, feeling that this material was very exquisite, and said with a smile.

"The child is already a free protégé of the silver silk robe of the Wuji Dragon and Phoenix Palace!

Lin Qianzai smiled and said with great pride.

"Yes, yes, yes, my son of Lin Bowan! Isn't that a big deal?

Lin Bowan reached out and pinched Lin Qianzai's shoulder, laughing and said.

In the Xiangyue attic of Zhang's mansion, two ladies who were dressed in the same way and were very wealthy were choosing fabrics, and Zhang Yao, who was dressed in the clothes of normal ladies, pinched her ears and stood in front of the two ladies.

"Mother, why can't I go out with my father? It's really not as comfortable as armor in this dress!"

"Mrs. Lin, take a look! Yao'er just hasn't been as sensible as your family for thousands of years! I'm really angry with my own old man and this disobedient little girl!"

Among them, the lady who wore only one silver hairpin on her hair bun gently pulled the other lady who wore three gold hairpins on her head and complained.

"Okay! Mrs. Zhang! Children have their own creations, and those of us who are mothers have no other way than to be afraid! Xiaoyao, don't you coax your mothers? Do you have to add fuel to the fire?"

Mrs. Lin smiled and patted Mrs. Zhang's hand, looking at this female doll who was originally her daughter-in-law, she felt uncomfortable in her heart, she said seriously.

"Mother Lin! I still think you're the best! I sometimes think my mother is fake!"

Zhang Yao smiled very sweetly at Mrs. Lin, turned her head but drooped her face, stretched out her little tongue and said.

"You kid!"

Mrs. Zhang's face was extremely bad, and she sighed.

The three of them were still chatting, Feng Bo sweated profusely and went up to the attic, stood on the steps, and poured a few breaths before he spoke.

"Lin Feng to the two ladies, Miss Zhang, please be safe!"

"Butler, why are you here?

Mrs. Lin hurriedly got up, looked at Lin Feng and said with questions.

"No......! The young master is back! The master told you to hurry home!"