The crown prince returned to the Dragon Palace.

Zha Hao returned to Jiangcheng.

On the first day, I brought back the real fairy realm qiongjiu found in the Tianfu arsenal and drank with the old man.

Two bowls, the old man poured wine.

Zha Hao's pouring water.

The more the old man drank, the more sober he became, and the more sober he became, the less he spoke.

Alone drank most of the immortal brew and asked, "Little mouse, you don't drink a sip?" ”

Zha Hao drank most of the well water from half of the jar, and said with a smile: "Grandpa, you drink, this kind of wine, I don't know how many hundreds of altars I wasted in the Tianfu Arsenal." ”

The old man didn't say anything, he cried as he drank, and he cried like a shabi.

The next day, Zha Hao accompanied his parents to walk around the street for a whole day, and cooked his mother's favorite cola chicken wings in the evening. My father's favorite sweet and sour pork ribs. It's a pity that it burned. Su Ru doesn't dislike it, but Cha Hao wants perfection. He was busy in the kitchen, while Cha Muzhi and Su Ru were outside munching on charred ribs and chicken wings.

Cha Muzhi's eyes were a little red.

Su Ru was even stronger, and scolded: "Cry a fart, can you have a little luck?" Can you let the little mouse go without worrying? ”

Cha Muzhi didn't say anything, hugged Su Ru in his arms, stretched out his hand and kept wiping her tears, hugged her very tightly, and didn't say anything.

The red-eyed one is the father, but the one who is tearful is the mother.

On the third day, Zha Hao went to the Peninsula Villa and accompanied Huang Jiandang to play chess.

Chess still stinks.

The kung fu of Lai is amazing, and while Huang Jiandang is not paying attention, he will either steal his car, or shun his horse, or change his chess position.

Huang Jiandang: "Little mouse, you can't be so neat." You can't win with momentum. ”

Zha Hao smiled and said, "Old man, I just want to win with you." ”

Huang Jiantang: "Haha...... As for your stinky chess, if you practice for another ten years, you may have a chance to win one game in a hundred games. ”

A man walked in outside.

It was Chen Ping'an.

Chen Ping'an smiled at Huang Jiandan: "Brother, can you let me and him go next?" ”

Huang Jiandang: "Lao Chen, aren't you bullying him?" You are better than the two sons of the immortals, and the little rat is not even as good as me. ”

Chen Ping'an: "Haha, anyway, if you go down with you, you will lose, and if you play with me, you will also lose." If he loses to me, he may be a little more dignified. ”

Huang Jiandang nodded: "This is reasonable." The immortal lost to you, and he lost to you. With the character of a little mouse, he can brag when he goes out and says that he is as powerful as an immortal. ”

Chen Ping'an and Cha Hao confronted each other.

Huang Jiandang watched the chess from the sidelines.

Chen Ping'an said: "Let a car." ”

Zha Hao: "Don't let me." ”

Chen Ping'an: "A cannon is fine, or a horse." ”

Zha Hao: "Not a single pawn will be allowed." ”

Huang Jiandang was a little confused on the side. Looking at Zha Hao, there was an indescribable feeling. This little guy who has a hippie smiling face on weekdays and is not a decent person, at the moment of confrontation with Chen Ping'an, it seems that the aura of the whole person has changed.

Chen Ping'an took the lead, became a cannon, and sighed: "So you want to win?" ”

Zha Hao said while playing chess unhurriedly: "I finally escaped, and I have to go back again." This world is a chessboard, and I am just your pawn. This life has been ruined by you, win you, don't lose. ”

Chen Ping'an: "Loss!" I don't want to lose, and I can't lose. ”

Zha Hao: "But I just want to win." ”

The two of you say a word, and they seem to have a good conversation.

If it weren't for Huang Jiandang staring at the two of them from beginning to end, he would even think that Chen Ping'an was deliberately selling Zha Hao a face today and asking him to pretend to be a force.

But Chen Ping'an's chess arrangement, every step he takes, kills everywhere, and it is wonderful. Even half of the chess moves, after more than a dozen moves, Huang Jiandang can see the deep meaning.

This person's level of chess play has gone too far beyond the realm of Huang Jiandang.

The two of them went down more and more slowly.

An hour later, Chen Ping'an threw down the chess pieces and sighed: "I lost." ”

It did lose.

Chen Ping'an looked a little confused.

Huang Jiandang was even more confused.

A car and a horse in Zha Hao's corner did not move from beginning to end.

Zha Hao said that he didn't let a single son, but it was equivalent to letting the carriage and horses.

Zha Hao smiled: "I finally won." Chen Ping'an, can I ask you a question? ”

Chen Ping'an: "Say." ”

Zha Hao: "I heard that the Nine Great Immortal Gates, except for Penglai and Ten Thousand Buddha Temple, you have almost all of them. Those big demons in Shennongjia are exterminating the clan at every turn. The major immortal gates dig the corners of people's houses, all kinds of sow discord, and all kinds of layout calculations. How can you be so bad, you say? ”

Chen Ping'an stared at the chessboard, motionless, his face calm, and just asked lightly: "In order to achieve the noblest purpose, can the most despicable means be used?" ”

Zha Hao was stunned for a moment, thoughtfully, half loud, and gave a thumbs up: "You cow!" You're really good! ”

Chen Ping'an: "Go ahead." The major immortal gates are still cheap. The immortals who beat them, and trapped them, called them, but were obedient like dogs. Let's go to the Dragon Palace and see your daughter-in-law, the last time. ”

Zha Hao harnessed the flying sword, got up, turned into a streamer, and flew towards the Dragon Palace.

That huge whirlpool in the sky was facing the Dragon Palace.

Right over the Dragon Palace.

The door to Killing Hell has been opened a little.

There are countless ghosts that have escaped from it.

It's just the beginning, and it's all about two or three thousand years old. It is equivalent to the transformation of human monks, refining the void, merging or something.

There are also more than a dozen of them who are cultivating.

There are a lot of ghosts, thousands of them.

The Eight Great Immortal Gates are now gathered in the Deep Sea Dragon Palace.

Emei, Wuchen Cliff, Wuji Mountain, Penglai, Wanfo Temple, Sanqing Mountain, Xuanwu Chamber of Commerce, Dragon Palace......

Kunlun is gone. Kunlun had been completely wiped out by Yun Wuxian.

The disciples of the Immortal Sect showed their magical powers and fought against the powerful ghosts who escaped from the killing hell.

The world is turned upside down, and the waves are monstrous.

In the sky, the clouds were thick, and the battle was extremely fierce.

The target of the ghost is obviously the little dragon girl of the Dragon Palace.

Yan Shiyi wanted to learn from Chen Ping'an, kidnapped Xiaolongnu, and forced Zha Hao to comply, just one condition, don't die.

That's right, just to ask Cha Hao not to die.

This lord of evil gods who escaped from the Infernal Hell was his only fear.

Around the little dragon girl, there are a few girls who protect her.

Situ You, Cha Xiaolou, entered the Emei Egret, fell into the fairy sword nine styles, directly got the feedback of the Biluo fairy, and now he has successfully crossed the catastrophe. There is also Ji Lingxue of Wuji Mountain, and Yan Rushui of Wuchen Cliff......

Like a tide, the ghost rushed towards the little dragon girl.

However, for this kind of cultivation now, it is enough to have Situ You.

Situ You, holding the pipa in his arms, slaughtered all directions.

But whenever a powerful ghost comes, gently pluck the strings of the pipa twice, and those who cross the calamity will immediately be scattered.

In the whirlpool, two figures fought.

The battle has been endless, and it has been three days and three nights.

One is Zha Hao, and the other is Yan Shiyi.

Yan Shiyi's strength is not comparable to Zha Hao at all. But now, it's just a remnant. Instead, he was pressed and beaten by Zha Hao.

Bang!

Finally got a punch.

Yan Shiyi's spirit almost dissipated.

Zha Hao snorted coldly, smashed his fist towards the gate of the Killing Hell, and roared: "Close it for me!" ”

Yan Shiyi said: "You are my son, you actually eat inside and outside to help outsiders." What benefits has this world given you? ”

Zha Hao: "My father, there is only one, called Ma San!" ”

Yan Shiyi: "Hehe...... It's good, it's really good! Your cultivation is all due to me, and now, even my father doesn't recognize it. ”

Zha Hao: "Tiger poison does not eat children." What about you? What kind of thing are you? ”

Yan Shiyi: "In that case, then don't blame me for being ruthless. Three souls and seven spirits, return to their places! ”

(End of chapter)