Chapter 016 The Stalker

Nanyang City Zhou Mansion.

Zhou Changlin's old face was gloomy, not angry and self-assured, and a terrifying and terrifying aura lingered around his body, gathering but not dispersing, making people shudder and daunting.

The two guards stood at the foot of the hall, their bodies were straight and their eyebrows were lowered, and their tall and burly bodies were even trembling slightly, obviously taken by Zhou Changlin Zhiwei, and the two of them were the ones who came back to report the news.

"Hasn't Daifuku come back yet?" After pondering for a long time, Zhou Changlin raised his eyebrows and asked in a cold voice.

"I didn't ...... No. Shan Zuo replied with courage and trembling.

The next moment, Shan Zuo Shan only felt a deep cold air permeating his heart, like falling into an ice cellar, and his whole body was about to be completely frozen, his heart was terrified, his spirit was highly nervous, and death would come at any time.

Zhou Changlin glanced at the two of them without a trace of emotion, his heart was full of murderous intent, but in the end he didn't make a move, it was not easy to train two mortal third-grade martial artists, and now was the time to employ people, it was still useful to keep them.

He also never expected that the Tianxia Palace where that stinky girl was located turned out to be a middle-level sect with a merit pool. However, there was a little doubt in my heart that the middle level sect had at least one sixth-grade dragon elephant martial artist in charge, and their palace master was killed by himself, why didn't he come to take revenge in this year?

Zhou Changlin crisscrossed Nanyang City within a radius of 100 miles, did not taste a defeat, relying not on lip service, but on genuine strength, the peak cultivation of the five-grade lion and tiger martial arts, only half a step away from opening a sect, directly creating a middle-level sect, out of Nanyang City, dominating Dawuzhou.

Zhou Changlin has been trapped in the realm of the five mortal fetals for thirty years, and he has not been able to break through so far, which is an eternal pain in his heart.

Although he is conceited and invincible, he is only showing off his martial arts in Nanyang City, and the hidden sect of the Tianxia Palace has a mortal six-rank dragon elephant martial artist in charge, and he still has to weigh whether it is worth the risk.

Four days ago, he got the latest news from Shan Zuo Shan Shan from the Tianxia Palace, but he has not taken action, that is, he is cautious, and there is a trace of fear of unknown and powerful enemies.

However, as time passed, Chow Tai Fook still never returned, and his heart began to become anxious and angry, but to no avail.

"Is Daifuku less auspicious?" The more Zhou Changlin thought about it, the more anxious he became, Zhou Dafu was his only son, inheriting the bloodline of the Zhou family, but he couldn't break it.

Inexplicably, Zhou Changlin recalled in his mind the three dead words written by Luo Yun on the day of his 60th birthday, "Father is dead!" Son is dead! Sun is dead! ”

"Damn." Zhou Changlin's white eyebrows were clustered, his right hand slapped it fiercely, and with a snap, the sandalwood table shattered, and a broken hosta fell out of it, and he copied it in his hand, staring coldly, "Cheap woman, if you dare to hurt my great fortune, my Zhou Changlin will definitely destroy you." ”

This broken hosta is Fang Mei's thing, a year ago Zhou Changlin met Fang Mei by chance, shocked by the heavens, domineering to take her as a concubine, but Fang Mei would rather die than obey, and escaped after being imprisoned by Zhou Changlin for a month.

Zhou Changlin chased after him and issued an ultimatum, but he still did not save Fang Mei's heart, and in anger, Zhou Changlin shattered Fang Mei's internal organs with a wild dragon palm.

Fang Mei finally escaped, but left this hosta broken in two, which was picked up and collected by Zhou Changlin, and occasionally taken out for the purpose of seeing things and thinking about people.

Taking the hosta into his arms, Zhou Changlin raised his head and commanded in a cold voice, "Single left and right, lead the remaining twenty guards, set off immediately, and follow me to the Tianxia Palace." ”

"Yes." Shan Zuo and Shan Right's heart breathed a heavy sigh of relief, and then he took the order and left.

"Daifuku, you must wait for your father." Zhou Changlin sighed faintly and walked out.

Zhou Changlin's Mansion has a total of fifty guards, the lowest of which are the cultivation of the second-grade warriors of the mortal womb, and the single left and the right are the leaders of the guards, and it is the strength of the third-grade martial artists of the mortal womb.

After a while, the sound of horses' hooves rang out, and the people of Nanyang City gave way one after another, and Zhou Changlin drove the four-grade demon beast white dragon horse and led twenty-two people to ride away.

"Old Man Zhou has been dispatched, it seems that something big has happened around Nanyang City."

"Don't you remember? Five days ago, Zhou Gongzi led his men and horses out of the city all the way to the west, and he has not come back yet. ”

"Well deserved. Let their Zhou family usually act as a prestige, and they are arrogant and arrogant. It's best to go home this time and plant a big heel. ”

There was a lot of talk among the people, some of them were curious, some were gloating, some were praying, and some were cursed.

People's hearts are diverse, and the trajectory is difficult to find.

……

Baihua Valley, next to Baihua Lake, Luo Yun sat on the top of the bamboo pavilion in the posture of stepping into a frightening cloud outfit of 13, supporting his knees with his elbows, hugging his hands with his ten fingers crossed, his chin resting on the back of his hand, and looking melancholy at the four girls who were playing "role-playing" in the Hundred Gardens.

Last night, after Bingqing, Baimei and Yujie also woke up one after another, although the two did not break through, their strength has also improved greatly.

The jar of thousand-year-old elixir that Luo Yun took out was only five catties, and three catties were killed by Bingqing alone, and the remaining two catties were shared among Baimei, Yujie, and Qianjiao, each of whom was less than one catty, of course, he couldn't break through the realm.

For this reason, Bai Mei blinked her peach blossom eyes, a pair of beautiful eyes blinked like that, her small red lips pursed slightly, her little hand gently dragged the corners of Luo Yun's clothes and shook them, and said coquettishly, "Palace master...... People still want it! You give it to others! ”

"Hey, this line is too powerful, I can't refuse it at all." Luo Yun was shaken and shaken, shaking his head dizzy, mentally broken, and then shocked by this powerful line, he almost disarmed and surrendered.

But what people want, he just can't be satisfied - there is no greater pain in the world than this.

"It's good, it's good, next month, next month, the palace master will definitely satisfy you, and you will have a few more days." In desperation, Luo Yun had no choice but to make a promise and swear on the spot.

It's good to say that this appeased the unrelenting Baimei, and Luo Yun breathed a sigh of relief, looking forward to next month's "welfare" in his heart.

When you reach the realm of a mortal second-grade warrior, you can choose the "welfare" of the intermediate and primary level, which is a grade higher than the previous things, and it is worth looking forward to.

In a happy mood, Luo Yun gathered the four girls together and told them one of the legendary stories of the Tota Heavenly King in his previous life-the Fengshen List.

Luo Yun just said it casually at the time, who would have thought that early this morning, the four girls would play a role-playing in a serious way - the world's version of the god list.

Bingqing, Baimei, Yujie, and Qianjiao have been living in seclusion in the Valley of Hundred Flowers, and their hearts are pure and not deep in the world.

The four women slashed and fought with each other, and jumped up and down in front of and behind the house one by one, jumping on the treetops for a while, jumping on the roof for a while, falling from the top of a tree more than ten meters high, falling thumping, and then getting up as if nothing happened, and then entering the battlefield again......

Their lines are also very tough!

Bingqing held the sword in his right hand, and his righteousness was awe-inspiring, "Baimei Demon Girl, your qi is exhausted, and the poor Dao will definitely refine you into ashes!" ”

Bai Mei was not to be outdone, and argued with reason: "Ice Dao Friend, don't you hear that the magic power is invincible?" You don't know the number of days, you don't know the reason, and you help the abuse, and you are already in a catastrophe! ”

Yujie was not to be outdone, her little face was cold, and she was decisive in killing, "I set up the Jiuqu Yellow River Formation today, and if you just come to break the formation, you will definitely die without a place to be buried......"

Even Qianjiao blushed slightly, her lips opened lightly, and she rarely spoke once: "Fellow Daoist...... Please stay. ”

As she spoke, she was holding a short sword and flying after Baimei......

"My original intention was to let them know the glorious deeds of the palace lord in his previous life, and to worship them, so as to improve the affinity of the palace master, who knew that their comprehension ability was so frustrated......" Luo Yun put his forehead in his hand, and sighed faintly in his heart, "I knew that I would only talk about the King of Tota, and I would not expand the story of the god list, and one by one I became a god." ”

Luo Yun's mind flickered, and his eyes lit up, "It seems that we have to teach them some games that normal children should play to divert their attention." ”

So Luo Yun found a few hard branches, cut them into wooden sticks, and began to carve mahjong......

So what, playing mahjong should be a relatively normal game, right? After all, it's the quintessence of the country.

As for the origin of mahjong, Luo Yun has already thought of a rhetoric - the previous life of the palace master was a college student who was the pride of the sky, and playing mahjong is an innate basic talent, which is very reasonable and logical.

When Luo Yun was carving a tube wholeheartedly, he heard Baimei's voice coming, "You bully the small with the big and break my array...... How can this hatred be resigned? Tonight, let's stop fighting for the time being, and the Ming Dynasty will decide again to live and die! ”

Then she jumped to Luo Yun's side with a whoosh, blinked her big eyes, peach blossoms flooded, shook his arm and asked, "Palace Master, why don't you give people a good drink?" ”

Men who work hard are the most attractive, so Luo Yun carved a tube intently, and said without raising his head: "Didn't you say it was okay last night, wait for two more days......"

"Oh!" Bai Mei pouted and replied sullenly. Immediately, he lifted his spirits, picked up a wooden stick that Luo Yun used to carve mahjong, stomped his feet and shouted, "I am the Monkey King of Huaguo Mountain Water Curtain Cave, the Monkey King, the Monkey King, and the Monkey King!" The demon girl is gone, eat my grandson! ”

She rushed out with a bang, and she hit again......

After a while, Bai Mei floated over like a ghost again, pouting, blinking, shaking Luo Yun's arm, "Palace Master, why don't you give people a good drink?" ”

Luo Yun's hands shook, and the tube that was about to be carved fell to the ground with a snap, shattered, and then raised his head with a resentful face: "Baimei, the palace master is carving a stunning work of the past and the present, you ......"

Baimei blinked, spit out her tongue, sold a cute hand, and then threw down the wooden stick that was cut to only half a small one, picked up a long wooden stick, shook a few guns, and then jumped down, shouting: "I am the third prince of Nezha...... Don't go, demon monkey! ”

Luo Yun rolled his eyes: This Nizi, her identity has changed too quickly, right? Besides, the third prince of Nezha is the third son of King Tota, so isn't it his own......

Thinking of this, Luo Yunhu's body trembled, and he shuddered, and was secretly vigilant in his heart: Stop, stop! It's messy. Lun ah chaos. Lun!

After a while, Bai Mei, who only had a small half of a wooden stick in her hand, floated over like a ghost again.

Seeing this, Luo Yun immediately dropped the half-carved second cylinder in his hand and fled.

"Hee-hee-hee." Behind him, there was a crisp and smug bad laugh......