Chapter Twenty-Three: The Son of the Turbidity World

"Waterboarding, give back my son's life!"

As this angry shout came from afar, Zhang Yanchen and Shui Xingyuan stopped.

Waterboarding Yuan had an ugly look on his face, while Zhang Yanchen was slightly puzzled, looking at the eyes full of anger and hatred in the visitor.

Shui Xingyuan originally planned to let Zhang Yanchen avoid vendetta for himself, but with this angry shout, Shui Xingyuan somehow looked at Zhang Yanchen anxiously.

"Dragon Girl, the person who came is the Bao Qilin of Qilin Mountain, his cultivation is in the early stage of the combination, but it is slightly better than me, I seriously injured his son Bao Qijun at the beginning, and I did not kill him, but on the way back to Bao Qijun was killed. Bao Qilin counted my son's death on my head, and now I think I heard that I was injured and came to take my life, Dragon Girl, you go quickly! ”

Shui Xingyuan thought that he couldn't win against Bao Qilin even though he was in good condition, and Bao Qilin certainly couldn't help him, but there was an obvious gap in the strength of the two, and Bao Qilin was still stronger than him.

Zhang Yanchen glanced at him in surprise, but he didn't expect that he didn't want to protect, but let her leave.

The treasure qilin that the waterboard abyss said over there had quickly come to the top from far and near, and without saying a word, he wanted to make a move to take his life.

Zhang Yanchen held a finger flower in both hands, and the Thousand Machine Sword instantly flew out of his body, turning into a huge shield in front of the two.

Rumble!

Just one move, the Thousand Machine Sword shook a few times, and the electric snake meandered on his face.

Zhang Yanchen's heart fluttered, and he clearly felt the strength of the demon cultivator in the early stage of the merger.

Her eyes fell on the face of the waterboarder, and found that his face was white, and shook her head: "One person does things and one person does it, Bao Qilin, your son was injured by me, and he was seriously injured and left to be killed, it is normal for you to blame me." But this girl has nothing to do with it, Bao Qilin, don't hurt her. ”

"When did you learn to be kind and think about others?" The deep voice sounded again, and from the glittering aqua blue waves, the appearance of the treasure unicorn was finally revealed.

has three-foot long hair, a wide face and big eyes, thick eyebrows and a straight nose, and a domineering appearance.

Hearing this, Shui Xingyuan smiled bitterly: "That is, today I have realized the feeling of thinking about others, Bao Qilin, I know that I am sorry for you, if you want to kill, kill it!" ”

Zhang Yanchen frowned and looked at the Hydro Abyss, and when he looked up at the powerful aura light cluster in Bao Qilin's hand, he hurriedly flew back dozens of feet, making an appearance that he had nothing to do with himself.

Waterboarding Yuan didn't react at all, but slowly closed his eyes and said, "I hope you will let her go, Bao Qilin, do it!" ”

"Since you want to pay off your debts so much, then go and die!" Bao Qilin snorted coldly, and raised the ball of light to smash into the waterfall abyss.

Zhang Yanchen suddenly waved his hand, and a fist-sized black and white light cluster in his hand quickly popped out, and with a bang, the huge ball of light of the Bao Qilin bounced straight away, exploding in mid-air a hundred zhang away.

Bao Qilin's cold gaze instantly projected on, this woman.

Waterboarding Yuan was worried: "Girl, you ......"

"This treasure senior, can you allow the little woman to say more." Zhang Yanchen was not afraid at all, and looked directly at the treasure qilin and spoke bluntly.

Waterboarding's eyebrows moved, her expression softened instantly, she was actually willing to save him, this feeling is really good! He felt so warm, even if he died, he felt that it was worth it!

Bao Qilin's face was angry, and he was very angry that Zhang Yanchen actually dared to stop him from killing the Hydro Yuan.

But the unicorn has always been a reasonable beast, and since she has something to say, let her make it clear, so that she can die without complaining.

"Say, there's a reason you can say that I won't kill you, otherwise...... Hum! Bao Qilin snorted twice, threatening to mean that it was a very famous school.

Zhang Yanchen cleared his throat and said bluntly: "I wonder if the treasure predecessor has caught the murderer who really killed your son?" ”

Bao Qilin frowned: "What do you mean?" What if not? ”

"Do you know who it is? Why did you kill your son? What is the purpose? Even if your son is seriously injured in the waterboarding, it is inevitable that there will be some fights between the monks, and it is normal for some of them to break their muscles and bones. But the waterboard abyss did not kill people, but let go of your child Bao Qijun, which is enough to show that the waterboard abyss is not the murderer. ”

Zhang Yanchen was stunned, and found that Bao Qilin was not angry, and listened to her carefully.

She continued: "You can't find the real murderer, so you vent all your anger and grief on the body of the waterboarder, hoping to seek revenge on him and seek comfort in your heart. ”

"You fart!" Before Zhang Yanchen's words were finished, Bao Qilin suddenly became angry and punched straight at Zhang Yanchen.

Zhang Yanchen hurriedly flashed sideways, his hand was full of aura, and he took this move with a fist.

"I have a way to help you find the real culprit, there are some things in this world that cannot be hidden." Zhang Yanchen was knocked back by the impact, but he still spoke clearly.

The tone was still unhurried, unhurried, unhurried, and her gaze was clear and deep.

Such a look made Bao Qilin stunned, and he felt that her words could be believed.

"You say, you can help me find the real murderer?" He asked, incredulously.

He tried all the methods, looking for the soothsayer and so on, but he couldn't find the slightest clue about the person who killed his son, only knowing that his son was not killed by the waterboard, not the waterboard, who was that?

This doubt has been entangled in his heart and has not been able to dissipate, Zhang Yanchen is right, he is because he does not dare to be angry and guilt for his son, etc., in order to find an outlet, so he put all the fault on the body of the waterboard.

But what can he do? There's nothing he can do!

Zhang Yanchen nodded, and said very firmly: "Even if the murderer is dead, I can help you find his image, don't worry." ”

Zhang Yanchen swore an oath, his eyes were cold and calm, and a monk in the middle stage of cultivation was still arrogant and indifferent in front of a demon cultivator in the early stage of merging.

This boldness, this heart!

Bao Qilin decided to take a gamble: "Okay, I believe you once, if you can't find the murderer according to your words, then your life." ”

"My life is up to me, and as for the murderer, he has nowhere to hide." Zhang Yanchen hooked his lips coldly.

Her tone was very outspoken, but what did it matter?

In the Soul Refining Tower, there is a record in the book recorded in the fairy world that seems to be a way to find the murderer, she only took a cursory look at it and did not learn it, but this does not prevent her from trusting the immortal arts of the fairy world.

Bao Qilin is not that kind of barbarian, and immediately hummed: "In this case, in order to prevent you from cheating, now follow me back to Qilin Mountain first, and if you can't find my murderer who killed my son, you will replace your life." ”

Waterboarding Yuan was silent, but looked at Zhang Yanchen worriedly.

Zhang Yanchen didn't care at all: "Let's go." ”

Bao Qilin snorted coldly, and the aura rolled up the seriously injured Shui Xingyuan and Zhang Yanchen beside him, and disappeared into the sky with a streamer.

The Borneo River is calm again, the turbulent waters are still flowing, and the new lakes are still muddy.

From the undestroyed woods in the distance, at this moment, a turbid prince dressed in white suddenly walked out, holding a folding fan in his hand, and was looking thoughtfully at the distant streamer. (To be continued.) )