"Ahem...... Poof!"

Lu Chuan's figure staggered, his face turned pale suddenly, his mouth spat blood, and his tall figure also returned to normal in a moment, his body was full of white gas like billowing wolf smoke, and his right hand holding the knife was trembling slightly.

This is a side effect of the secret technique after breaking out again in the state of the mixed element golden body.

Like him, on his own journey to study martial arts, every time a problem seems to be solved perfectly, new problems will soon emerge.

It's like when he was in the ancient city, when he was already in control of his power, but when he realized or discovered something he hadn't noticed before, it would evolve into a secret art again.

Until, solve it again, integrate the secret art into the mixed element golden body, and then extend the next problem, and turn it into a secret art-like explosion again.

It's like a cycle, like an Ouroboros, the cycle repeats itself and never stops!

Goo!

The sound of the copper corpse sucking blood woke up Lu Chuan, who was panting roughly, and looking at the copper corpse like a beast, driven by instinct to suck blood, the complicated color in his eyes flashed.

Although I don't want to believe it, in fact, Du Xiong really can't be called a human anymore, but another species.

"Ah...... Lu Chuan, you can't die well!"

Shen Youting cursed viciously.

The strong vitality of the innate grandmaster has allowed him to support him until now, even if his legs are torn alive, his internal organs flow out.

"Family, you have to be neat, don't worry, Shen Ruhui will follow soon!"

Lu Chuan said indifferently.

"Ah......hh I hate!"

Shen Youting looked up to the sky and roared angrily, and soon his neck was bitten off by the bronze corpse, and the blood was also devoured.

Roar!

The bronze corpse roared again and again, instinctively exuding a sense of excitement after bloodthirsty, but there was no sense of satisfaction.

This is a bloodthirsty trait that comes from instinct.

If the restraints are released, the bronze corpse will be devoured endlessly until it is killed.

At the beginning in Liangzhou City, if there was no separation, Lu Chuan still had leisure, and with the connection between the two sides, he could help him suppress this bloodthirsty instinct.

But now, with the help of the Soul Suppression Bell, Lu Chuan can only be suppressed.

"Hey!"

Lu Chuan sighed, took out the soul bell, and shook it gently.

Roar!

Du Xiong let out a low roar, the blood in his eyes flashed, and he gradually disappeared, like a silent iron guard, standing beside Lu Chuan.

The method of using this soul bell is, of course, also from Xu You's teaching.

In his words, this is the old business of the Netherworld, and he, the master of the Netherworld, is naturally handy.

Lu Chuan also vaguely sensed that Xu You was probably trying to pull him into his own line.

After all, if you really want to get out of this world, you will have to face those big forces after all.

But thinking about the style of the Netherworld Palace, Lu Chuan felt uncomfortable.

"Let's take one step at a time!"

Lu Chuan suppressed his distracting thoughts, took out the blood spirit needle from Shen Youting's wreckage, took away a pair of soft armor and treasure armor, and retrieved the two blood spirit needles that had been cut off before, and then took advantage of the night to go east.

Soon, it disappeared into the night!

But he didn't know that just about half an hour after leaving, two old men came to the scene, it was Tie Gushan and Zhao Qingming.

"I didn't expect Brother Shen to be planted here!"

Zhao Qingming exclaimed.

"There is a faint corpse aura here, although it has been covered up, but a trace can still be detected!"

Tie Gushan casually brushed the position of the corpse a few feet in front of him, revealing a piece of sand that exuded a cold aura, and said in a condensed voice, "This son has actually obtained the art of guarding corpses, I'm afraid there will be many more incidents." ”

"Hmph, that's originally a ruthless master, here, with that backing, who dares to take him?"

Zhao Qingming said coldly.

"Hey!"

Tie Gushan shook his head and said with a wry smile, "Didn't you notice that from beginning to end, that one didn't show up?"

"You mean, that kid killed Shen Youting alone?"

Zhao Qingming said incredulously, "How is this possible?"

In his guess, it was most likely that the being appeared, suppressed it with unparalleled force, and then let the two fight fairly.

That's the way he did.

"No!"

Tie Gushan sighed lightly, waved his hand again, wiped a big pit on the sand dune, put the corpse into it, and said astringently, "Dust to dust, dust to dust, Brother Shen, everything is over, and the next life will ......."

"Hey, when did you become so sentimental?"

Zhao Qingming said with a smile.

"We people, there are fewer and fewer, and when we die, not many people will know about the older generation!"

Tiegushan turned his hands behind his back, looked up at the sky, and his waist was a little rickety, like an overwhelmed old farmer.

Zhao Qingming was also silent for a moment.

"Count the time, that day is almost coming, right?"

"Well, get the little ones ready, we can do something for them even though we're old!"

After that, the two figures disappeared.

......

Winter goes to spring, and months pass by.

In the season of recovery, the eyes are full of boundless spring and greenery.

"Drive!"

A carriage came from the west, all the way to the east, trekking through mountains and rivers, after tens of thousands of miles, rain or shine, straight to the capital.

Not surprisingly, he was stopped outside the city gates.

This is nothing, after all, without a big background, no one can get a coffin into the city, and this is the capital, the capital of the Great Jin.

Fortunately, the coachman was not in a hurry to enter the capital, but waited.

Da-da-da-da!

But in a moment, the sound of horses' hooves like thunder rolled in an instant, and a group of more than a dozen horsemen rushed towards the city gate like crazy.

"What kind of person, so arrogant?"

"At the feet of the Son of Heaven, the horses are galloping, it is simply lawless!"

"Don't you want to die, can't you see those horses? Huoyun Horse, Liangzhou Iron Horse!"

Soon, no one dared to squeak!

The first two horsemen rushed to the front, then flew directly off their horses and threw themselves in front of the carriage.

The tall and burly young man, his eyes were reddened as he looked at the heavy mahogany coffin, and he choked up and hugged his fist at the groom.

"Thank you for your kindness!"

The groom shook his head, not saying much.

The woman who followed the young man was also red-eyed, and she didn't know what to say for a while.

"Let's go!"

With a wave of his hand, the tall young man sat directly on the wheel, holding the coffin, his tiger eyes were red, and his eyes were round.

More than a dozen horsemen guarded the left and right, silent, as if there was an invisible aura of slaughter.

"The ...... of the Prince"

The general guarding the city gate already knew the identity of the young man, and he was quite embarrassed at this time, but when he saw the almost hideous look of the tall young man, he gritted his teeth and shouted, "What are you doing in a daze, and you still don't get out of the way?"

Hula!

In an instant, hundreds of soldiers automatically stepped aside, and no one dared to squeak.

After the group entered the city, the city gate was restored.

But this coffin has attracted countless speculations, especially the general who defended the city.

No one else knew who the young man was, but he knew him, and even in the past, he had been rewarded several times, but he had no friendship.

After all, the gap between the two sides is too great.

But today, it made him feel inexplicably frightened.

It's hard to imagine that this person in the coffin, whoever it is, will inevitably cause a shock.

If you're not careful, a little person like him will probably not even have scum left!

The general is also a perceptive person, and when such a major event occurs, he naturally does not dare to conceal it and not report it, and he quickly conveys the matter.

As for the rest, it's none of his business.

......

In front of the plain and deserted Han Mansion, at this time, hundreds of iron guards armed to the teeth stood in two columns, silently watching the coffin, and was pushed into the gate by the young master of his own family.

Crunch!

The door was closed, and the guard held the sword, although it was not unsheathed, but it showed a clear meaning - to close the door and thank the guests!

Boom!

In the main hall, the coffin was gently placed on the ground, and the atmosphere was extremely depressing.

"I'm sorry!"

Ma Fu raised his head slightly, and a complex color flashed in his eyes as bright as stars, "When I met Senior Han, he was already ...... I can only bring his ashes back!"

"There's Brother Lao Lu!"

The tall young man, that is, Han Baohu, said in a hoarse voice, "There is no explanation in the letter, I want to know, how did Brother Lu meet his ancestor?"

In the coffin, it is Han Donghu's ashes, that is, the ancestor of the Han family, Han Baohu's own grandfather, and the pillar of the Han family.

"Brother!"

Han Yufeng's eyes were worried, and he reached out and pulled his brother's sleeve.

Although she was also sad, it was her grandfather, the elder who loved her the most when she was a child, but she didn't want her brother and Lu Chuan to have conflicts because of this.

"He was refined into a bronze corpse, and he was controlled by the Eighth Emperor Yang Xuan!"

Lu Chuan was silent for a while, and said calmly.

"Hah!"

Han Baohu laughed angrily and said sharply, "Do you think I will believe the rebellious words of a martial alliance?"

"You've believed it!"

Lu Chuan looked at him without dodging, and said expressionlessly, "Again, I'm not a member of the Martial Alliance!"

Han Baohu's steel teeth rattled, and he closed his eyes in pain.

"Brother Lu, don't be angry, my brother is just too sad, so he doesn't choose to speak!"

"Shut up!"

Han Baohu shouted angrily, and raised his hand to push Han Yufeng away, but was grabbed by a big hand like iron pincers, and couldn't help but be angry, "You ......"

"Instead of going crazy here, it's better to let the old man settle in the ground as soon as possible!"

Lu Chuan coldly shook off Han Baohu's hand.

Although Han Baohu was sad for a reason, Lu Chuan was not his father, so naturally he would not get used to him.

"My Han family's affairs, I don't need you, a chaotic minister and thief, to meddle in my affairs!"

Han Baohu sneered at his neck.

"Brother!"

Han Yufeng was scared, she had never seen Han Baohu's side.

Seemingly, something bad is going to happen.

"Let's leave the capital!"

Lu Chuan was silent for a while, turned around and didn't reply.

"Stop!"

"Brother Lu!"

The two siblings roared angrily, and the other called out in a mournful voice, but all they could see was a fleeting afterimage.

Syllable!

A loud slap rang out, and it spread far away, making the Liangzhou iron riders outside the hall tremble.

"You...... You're beating me for an outsider, I'm your brother!"

Han Baohu couldn't believe it.

"If it weren't for my brother, I would have cut you today!"

Han Yufeng was so fierce that he pointed to the coffin and said, "Grandpa's bones are not cold, you just guard his old man's coffin, who gave you the courage?"

"You...... I ......"

"What are you, aren't you packing up? Are you going to wait for your father to come?"

Han Yufeng wiped away her tears and knelt directly in front of the coffin.