Zhang Yaochuan's gaze slowly moved from that hand to his master's face, and his warm voice stuck in his throat.

Yan Huan's appearance has always been eye-catching, and his handsome facial features are even more profound due to long-term worry; Zhang Yaochuan is the same age as him, but his appearance is much more immature than him.

But the person in front of him is no longer the supernatural little master who is not afraid of the ground in Zhang Yaochuan's impression.

On Yan Huan's left cheek, a black mark the size of a little thumb resembles a bone fan.

In the past, there were always melancholy eyes inadvertently, but now the word "ghost" is perfectly interpreted.

And the hand that held the sword, with a broken finger......

This is a terrible ghost who has crawled out of the abyss of hell.

The long waterfall-like hair was scattered on Yan Huan's shoulders, a little messy.

It seems that he wanted to hide the ugly marks on his face with his hair, but then somehow gave up on that plan.

Zhang Yaochuan looked around vigilantly and lowered his voice, "Master, why did you come here?" Your Highness the Crown Prince is looking for you......"

Yan Huan's voice has also changed a lot, "They can't catch me." I've come to you to ask for a favor. ”

"Master, don't be polite to me if you have anything to do, don't be polite to me!"

"I remember you said that Lord Xu collected a thousand-year-old ginseng?"

"It's true that there is such a thousand-year-old ginseng, but ......"

"I came to you to ask for that ginseng, and the reason for that was not clear for a while. In short, I will be grateful in the future. ”

"Hey, Master, it's not that I don't want to help you. But the ginseng ...... I already gave it to Master Hou last time. ”

Yan Huan stared at him in disbelief, and as soon as the hand holding the sword was raised, the blade of the sword was across Zhang Yaochuan's neck.

"Don't bluff me. How precious is that ginseng? Will you give it to Master Hou casually? ”

Zhang Yaochuan spread his hands helplessly, "Master, although I often tease you, when have I ever deceived you?" Last time, the Hou Ye personally went to the house to ask me for the ginseng, and I didn't want to give it...... But he said that if there was no ginseng, you, you and Master Zu's lives would not be saved. I just can't let my future brother-in-law die because of my miserliness. Later, my father found out and punished me for copying the Tao Te Ching a thousand times......"

Yan Huan withdrew his sword, his body trembling slightly from anxiety.

Zhang Yaochuan looked at his bloodshot eyes and asked cautiously, "Master, what's wrong?" What do you want this ginseng for? ”

Yan Huan only thought that he couldn't get the thousand-year-old ginseng, and flew the sword into the trunk of the old locust tree in frustration.

His body was too fast, and Zhang Yaochuan only saw a white light in front of him.

Yan Huan was about to leave, when Zhang Yaochuan called behind him again, "Is it because of Master Zu?" I heard that in order to lure you out, the prince tied up the ancestor and hung him in front of the corner tower at the entrance of the vegetable market, and ambushed 3,000 elite soldiers around him......"

These were known the moment Yan Huan left Paiyun Hall and returned to the city.

In order to find Song Xiaomin, Ye Mutao did not hesitate to use all the forces of the city to search around, and also arrested Yan Kun and forced him to go to Ziwuling to show the way.

Yan Kun used tricks to escape halfway, but after all, the old man's physical strength was difficult to defeat dozens of young and strong elite soldiers.

Ye Mutao no longer trusted this old man full of tricks, so he hung him in front of the corner tower, trying to force Yan Huan with this inhuman means.

Yan Huan naturally understands that if he goes to save his grandfather, he will be caught in the net, and there is only one way to die.

He dug so many mausoleums and did so many things that damaged yin morality, but it wasn't for the sake of going to hell early.

He wanted to exchange a lively Song Xiaomin for his only relative.