If he hadn't underestimated that young man, he wouldn't have ended up in such a situation, a dignified vassal king, hiding in Tibet like a mouse for nearly a hundred days.

Fortunately, things took a turn for the better in the end, and the sect's wanton killing of the academy gave him hope again.

"Since you are no longer able to enter and leave the palace freely, how can you bring Han Xiaoyu to us?"

Ren Wuyang sneered, he was clear about the restraint of the human emperor's qi on the cultivators.

"It's just to lure the snake out of the hole, I have my own way to make her come out of the Qianyun Gate willingly!"

Xiao Zhantian smiled faintly, the cultivation of these cultivators is remarkable, but in some things, they are far inferior to him, the already downtrodden vassal king.

"Joke, do you really think that Xiao Bieli's disciple is a fool?

"Exactly, after Han Xiaohuan, do you think she can be fooled stupidly again?"

The surrounding sect elders all showed disdain after hearing Xiao Zhantian's suggestion.

It's no wonder that they scoffed, but Xiao Zhantian's suggestion was like a fantasy.

Thinking about it from another perspective, if they stood in Han Xiaoyu's position, they would definitely not take another step out of the imperial city.

Fools know that there is a group of cultivators outside who are staring at the Imperial City with their eyes firmly on it, and coming out at this time is tantamount to asking for their own death!

"Go on!"

But to everyone's surprise, Sima Qingyun seemed to be very interested in Xiao Zhantian's seemingly extremely stupid approach.

Xiao Zhantian smiled lightly and looked at the sect elders who were sneering, and then arched his hand and said, "There is one person who can make Han Xiaoyu know that there is a danger lurking outside the imperial city, but he will still be desperate. ”

"Who?"

All the elders were shocked, although Xiao Zhantian's suggestion was too ridiculous, but since this man was so determined, maybe there was really an unexpected effect.

"Come in!"

Xiao Beili shouted outside the door, and then a sick young man walked into the main hall.

"I've seen all the sect immortal elders!"

The young man knelt on his knees and prostrated on the ground, but the hatred that occasionally flashed in his eyes made these sect bosses with advanced cultivation here a little frightened.

"Who is this?"

Sima Qingyun looked at the young man in front of him, his brows furrowed slightly.

He could naturally see that this young man's roots and bones were good, although he was not the best, but he could also compete with the inner disciples of the sect.

It's a pity that this young man's foundation has been destroyed, and the methods of the person who started it are very sharp, in this life, I am afraid that this young man will not have the opportunity to step into the ranks of cultivators again.

"I used to be a disciple of the Dragon City Academy of the Liyue Dynasty, but I was victimized by traitors, not only was my cultivation completely destroyed, but even my bloodline relatives were killed. ”

When the young man said these words, his expression was very calm, but a very depressed aura instantly filled the entire hall.

"Can you make Han Xiaoyu walk out of the imperial city willingly?"

Sima Qingyun frowned, he was not interested in listening to others tell about the miserable past of a waste, he only cared about whether he could take down Xiao Bieli's closed disciple.

"I have two people in my hands, they are Han Xiaoyu's closest relatives, with them in hand, I believe that Han Xiaoyu will definitely not be indifferent!"

The young man raised his head and said that Han Daxiong and they were here, and they would be surprised to find that this young man kneeling on the ground was actually the young master of the Zhou family in Qingxia Town, Zhou Zhen with a heavenly spiritual root!

At the beginning, the Zhou family was wiped out, and all the Zhou family, including the elders of the Longcheng Academy, could not escape death, but only Zhou Zhen was missing, but he didn't want this guy to appear in Tiandu at this time.

"Did you know that three days ago we used her loved ones as bait, but it fell short?"

Ren Wuyang frowned, although this young man did not have the slightest cultivation, he could always give him an extremely dangerous and absurd feeling.

"Yes. ”

Zhou Zhen couldn't see joy or sorrow on his face, and even in the face of so many sect elders, he still said expressionlessly.

"Now that you know, you should also understand that Han Xiaoyu will definitely not be in danger because of the so-called clan relatives again!"

Ren Wuyang stared at Zhou Zhen in front of him, although he said this, he vaguely felt that things might not be as bad as he thought.

"Han Xiaohuan is just his own clan, and the two people in my hands are her closest relatives, I don't believe she will be indifferent to the life or death of her biological father. ”

Zhou Zhen's face finally changed, and the sneer with the smell of blood made everyone present shudder.

"You mean, Han Xiaoyu's father is in your hands?"

Sima Qingyun finally showed a hint of emotion, if what Zhou Zhen said was true, then this was their only chance.

"Yes, our Zhou family was slaughtered because of these two people in my hands!"

Zhou Zhen nodded, he had always kept Han Zhuang and Second Master Han very secretive, at first for Tianluo Zhu, but in the end, it was to keep them for revenge.

The Zhou family is gone, but in Zhou Zhen's opinion, it is not a big deal, and even if his father was killed, Zhou Zhen did not have much emotional fluctuations.

But it shouldn't be, that damn guy shouldn't have destroyed all the tricks around his body, so that he would never have any hope of stepping into the path of a cultivator in his life.

"Well, that's not a bad idea, but since you're from an academy, why do you want to help us?"

Ren Wuyang looked at the hatred emanating from this guy's eyes, and was faintly worried, after all, only he knew what kind of genius Xiao Bieli's disciple was.

Han Xiaoyu can't die, can't be injured, and can't fall into the hands of other sects, and the spiritual root of the gods, even in the sect, only exists in legends.

Such an extraordinarily talented disciple is an almost immeasurable wealth for a sect.

"I want to re-enter the cultivator way, and I hope that all the immortals will grow up to be perfect!"

Zhou Zhen lay directly on the ground, prostrate in front of the elders of the sect, but whenever there was a glimmer of hope, he didn't want to miss it.

As long as he can repair the knots, he will have a chance to regain what he has lost.

And looking at the whole world, only those high-ranking first-class sects may have this strength.

Therefore, when Xiao Zhantian found him, he didn't waste much tongue, so he agreed to Xiao Zhantian's conditions and brought two ordinary people to Tiandu.

"Okay, I promise you, as long as I can capture Han Xiaoyu, I will do my best to repair the trick for you. ”

Just when all the elders were a little hesitant about Zhou Zhen's conditions, the disciple behind Sima Qingyun stood up and said loudly.

Many of the elders of the sect were a little stunned when the words of this disciple of the Purple Qi Sect fell.

Once the trick point is damaged, it is possible to repair it, but no sect is willing to bear the price that needs to be paid.

In other words, if it is the ancestral inheritance of the sect, perhaps the sect will spend countless resources to repair it from long-term consideration, but the young man in front of him is obviously not worth the price.

The Purple Qi Sect agreed like this, obviously with ulterior motives.

However, the elders of these sects are happy to see it, a Zhou Zhen's life or death, they don't care about it yet, only being able to trick Han Xiaoyu and restrain Xiao Bieli is the ultimate goal of their mouths.

"Thank you, Immortal!"

Zhou Zhen's eyes finally showed hatred, and a glimmer of light appeared.

However, Xiao Zhantian, who was standing next to him, showed an imperceptible sneer on the corner of his mouth when he heard this.

The hustle and bustle of the world is for profit, and the hustle and bustle of the world is for profit.

Although these sect bosses are detached, they still can't escape the profit-seeking nature after all, and Zhou Zhen is also blinded by his own desires and hatred.

Han Xiaoyu is indeed valuable in the eyes of the sect, but if once Han Xiaoyu falls into the hands of the sect, what qualifications does Zhou Zhen have to ask the sect to fulfill his promise?

Obviously, the disciples of this sect in front of him agreed a little too happily.

"What about you? What do you want?"

Sima Qingyun looked at Xiao Zhantian, who seemed to be smiling, and asked lightly.

He always felt that this one-armed man made him a little unpredictable, and from the beginning to the present, all of their emotions seemed to be in the hands of this man.

"It's too early to say this, let's talk about it after capturing Han Xiaoyu!"

To everyone's surprise, the one-armed man didn't seem to be very interested in the sect's promises.

And in this way, Sima Qingyun was even more jealous of Xiao Zhantian, if it weren't for his own cultivation that overwhelmed Xiao Zhantian too much, Sima Qingyun felt that he might not be as calm as he is now.

People like Xiao Zhantian are the ones who need their vigilance the most, and the character of this kind of person determines the way he does things.

......

After the palace was sacked by the sect, many of the houses built around the palace were abandoned.

In the past, because it was the residence of the king of the first word, few people in the imperial dynasty built it here, so many big families liked to repair their mansions near the palace.

But since seeing the methods of the sect, the princes and nobles who have deeply established the principle of pond fish have fled from here one after another.

Lu Junfeng easily found a family who wanted to sell the house, and in a few words, he pocketed a three-in and three-out house.

"Childe, Senior Brother Feng, is he okay?"

Lu Junfeng looked at Feng Yubei, who was still unconscious in front of him, and asked with some concern.

Since the great changes in the four universities, starting from the closure of the north, everyone has begun to call Tang Ming the son like Han Daxiong.

"It's hard to say, although he is silent all day long, but he is the most thoughtful person among the several of you, and it is not so simple to cross this hurdle!"

Tang Ming looked at Feng Yubei, who was in a coma and was holding the blood-drinking knife tightly, and said with a slight sigh.

At this moment, he could still feel the majestic evil aura from the blade in Feng Haobei's hand, which showed that this guy's mind never took it back from the beginning of drawing the knife.

Zhongli Tiancheng's death made the evil qi in his heart completely burst out.

Originally, in the twelve years in the snow field, his cultivation could soar to the sky, and his achievements were not a problem.

But it was in order to suppress the evil qi in his heart that Tang Ming made him pay more attention to cultivating his mind, but he didn't want to, everything still happened so suddenly.

Although the Three Swords of Drinking Blood were not the most powerful secret techniques Tang Ming had ever seen, they were the most powerful sword techniques Tang Ming had ever encountered.

Even the bloody killing in the Dragon and Phoenix Cemetery at the beginning could not condense such a majestic bloody aura.

And don't forget that Feng Haobei's body also contains an unknown violent force.