Longhu Mountain, in front of the Heavenly Master's Mansion. ∟★八∟★八∟★ Reading∟ ★ book, .2▲》

Zhang Zifan looked at the magnificent mansion in front of him, and his head suddenly tingled, as if something wanted to break through the shackles and rush out of his mind.

"The leaves rustle and shade the windows, and my mother's words must be remembered. Celestial Spirit ...... Mountain...... Falling, God...... The hall is full of stars......"

A soft-sounding woman's voice rang in my ears, and a vague face came into view, as if I had seen it in a dream.

In front of the door of the Heavenly Master's Mansion, the two little Taoist priests guarding the door saw Zhang Zifan with puzzled eyes.

One of the little Taoist priests ran into the house, and not long after, a woman wearing an apricot robe with a beautiful face appeared at the door.

She is Xu Huan, the real person of the thirteen provinces, and time has never taken anything away from her.

Eight years have passed quietly, and she is still beautiful, although she looks like a girl, but she is mature and moving.

The only fly in the ointment is that her brows are full of sorrow, and her face is a little haggard, thinking that she is too worried.

Losing her husband and son on almost the same day is a bit too brutal.

At this time, Xu Huan saw the young man in front of the door, his delicate body trembled, his eyes widened, suddenly moistened, and he lost his voice:

"Fan'er!"

Even after eight years, even if the child who was not yet her knee has grown into the big boy she is today.

But she still recognized at a glance that this was her biological son!

Because the child's nose, eyes, and mouth are really like his father's!

"Mother!"

Zhang Zifan said these two words in a hoarse voice, tears streaming down his face, and his eyes were red.

At this moment, the vacancy in his soul has been completed a lot, and he seems to have found spiritual sustenance.

Mother and son reunited, hugging each other. ∵ eight ∵ eight ∵ read the ∵ book, .↗.▲o For a long time, Xu Huan found Zixiao in Zhang Zifan's hand, his eyes were surprised, and he said:

"Fan'er, why is Zixiao here with you? It is the inheritance token of our Heavenly Master's Mansion. ”

Zhang Zifan looked at Zixiao in his hand, and couldn't help but think of the young man who was even more handsome and handsome than him.

He got the truth, and hatred flashed in his eyes. He wants Li Siyuan to pay the price, and he wants him to repay for what he has done.

……

The other side.

Wang Shu, Li Xingyun, Lu Linxuan, and Chimeng haven't gone far yet.

An unexpected person appeared, Ji Ruxue, dressed in a blue power suit and with a frosty face, stood at the intersection, she seemed to have been waiting there for a long time.

It hasn't been long since the last separation.

"Miss Ji!"

When Li Xingyun saw the girl, he couldn't help but look excited, he was listless, but now he was resurrected with full blood in an instant.

It's just that Ji Ruxue just glanced at him lightly, and the indifference in her eyes was like a thousand-year-old cold ice.

And when she looked at Wang Shu, the ice in her eyes was like meeting the sunshine in June, slowly melting, and becoming so humane.

"Click!" Seeing this scene, Li Xingyun was decadent.

The nightmare looked at Ji Ruxue with unkind eyes, is this bad sister grabbing the tree pot pot with her!

It's so bad, the tree pot pot is hers, huh!

"It turned out to be Xiao Ji, why are you here?" Wang Shu asked, a warm smile on his face.

"Xiao Ji?"

Ji Ruxue's face twitched, and the softness in her eyes instantly turned into ice that would not melt for thousands of years, and the anger was overwhelming.

However, thinking of the news that the empress asked her to convey, her mood stabilized again, and she said:

"The Xuanming Sect is rushing to Qingcheng Mountain!"

"The Xuanming Sect rushed to Qingcheng Mountain, Xiao Ji, you came to say this." Wang Shu said.

"Qingcheng Mountain is so familiar!" Li Xingyun is weird.

"Yes, I heard that there is a Bai Suzhen at the foot of Qingcheng Mountain." Wang Shu said.

"What Bai Suzhen, Qingcheng Mountain is where the master's sword is located. The Xuanming Sect is not good for the master. Lu Linxuan said loudly.

"What!"

Wang Shu slapped his head, secretly said how he forgot this stubble, and said:

"Xiao Ji, where did you get this news?"

"The Empress asked me to tell you, and he said that you know the news and know what to do." Ji Ruxue said.

"If we don't go to the Tibetan Soldier Valley first, we will rush to Qingcheng Mountain immediately." Wang Shu said.

"Yes, the safety of the master is the most important thing." Li Xingyun and Lu Linxuan said together.

"I'll go too!" Nightmare also stepped forward and joined in, eager to try.

……

Valley of the Hidden Soldiers.

The bad handsome sat in the middle of the valley, holding a barbecue stand in his hand, on which a fat pigeon was skewered, and it was roasted by the fire.

The flames were burning, and the bad handsome was not in a hurry to roll the fat pigeon back and forth in the flame mountain.

"Calculating the time, Li Xingyun should have arrived in the Valley of Hidden Soldiers at this time."

The bad handsome took away his face, revealing a skeletal face, and he tore a piece of the fat pigeon and chewed it slowly in his mouth.

The sound of chirping echoed endlessly in the huge Tibetan Soldier Valley, which was extremely gloomy and full of strange atmosphere.

At this time, a black shadow suddenly appeared in front of the bad handsome, knelt down on one knee and said:

"Dashuai, Xuan Ming is moving. Li Xingyun returned the same way and went to Qingcheng Mountain. ”

"Qingcheng Mountain!" The bad handsome suddenly stood up, threw away the fat pigeon meat in his hand, and paced back and forth.

……

Mount Qingcheng.

"Uncle Yang, hand over the Longquan Sword. This seat spares you from dying! ”

The Emperor of the Underworld, Zhu Youqi, stood in front of the sword house, his whole body was surrounded by black gas, looking like a demon, hideous and terrifying.

Uncle Yang fell to his knees, his whole body was scarred and his breath was dying.

But his eyes were firm, and he never gave in, and said proudly:

"The Longquan Sword is the Li family's thing, your Zhu family is just a chaotic minister and thief, and you deserve it, dream about it."

"Hey, hey, the emperor takes turns, and this year it's my Zhu family. Could it be that the world has always been your Li family's surname. The Emperor of the Underworld was not angry, but reasoned with Uncle Yang.

"The world has never been the surname of the Li family, the world is the world of the people of the world, and the Li family represents mínyì.

You have no virtue, slaughter the city, kill people and destroy humanity, and sooner or later you will be punished by heaven. Uncle Yang said angrily.

"Hehe, who cares about the lives of ants!"

The Emperor of the Underworld smiled indifferently, slapped out a palm, and the ghost hand manifested, deeply imprinted on Uncle Yang's body, beating him to vomit blood, and his bones and veins were broken.

At this time, black and white impermanence came out of the sword house and bowed:

"Emperor Hades, I didn't find the Longquan Sword in the Sword House."

Uncle Yang laughed miserably, but he had no regrets, as a member of the bad guys, this day would come sooner or later.

"Old ghost, where did you hide the Longquan Sword!"

The Immortal Emperor showed a vicious look on his face, he stretched out his hand and took a shot, and the black internal force tightly choked Uncle Yang's neck, as if it would be cut off in the next second.

Black and white had no common symptoms, and hurriedly said:

"Emperor Hades, kill Uncle Yang now. You can't get the Longquan treasure from Wang Shu! ”

Hearing this, the Immortal Emperor snorted coldly, and with a wave of his big sleeves, Uncle Yang's body was thrown away and hit the wall of the Sword Mansion.

"You two take care of this guy who doesn't know whether he is alive or dead, and he wants his life.

Longquan treasure, this emperor also wants. Anyone who disobeys the emperor will be killed! ”

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