"It's okay."

Li Ziye was relieved at this time, because of the Menglan Bon Fair, he was in too much of a hurry before, so he didn't have time to care about Zhou Lin, but now that the matter is solved, he naturally has to come over and care, after all, they are good friends now.

"Brother Midnight, thank you for saving me and the Zhou family, counting it, this is the second time you have saved me."

"No thanks, aren't we friends?" Li Ziye winked at Zhou Lin, and then gently pinched her face, at this moment, Zhou Lin was like an electric shock, and Li Ziye was actually a little moved when he saw Zhou Lin's world-shattering face.

Then the two didn't say much, but stood by the artificial lake and blew the night breeze, and unconsciously, Zhou Lin leaned his head on Li Ziye's shoulder, and Li Ziye unconsciously stroked Zhou Lin's long hair with his hand.

Downtown, Royal Villa.

The continuous changes are definitely a catastrophic blow to the Wang family, perhaps before this, no one would have thought that in such a short period of time, the Wang family would have such a huge change.

First, his own worship Miao Tong failed to assassinate Qin Zheng and was counter-killed by the Qin family, and then Wang Shaoyang, the eldest young man of the Wang family, and another worshipping Mu Li, were beheaded.

In the end, the elite of the Wang family planned the bamboo basket of the business alliance for several years, made a wedding dress for the Qin family, and was the second in their own family, Ye Hua, who was beheaded at the Menglan Bon Meeting.

This series of changes and blows all came from the hand of one person, that is, the young Heavenly Master Li Ziye who suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

On the second day after the end of the Menglan Bon Festival, Wang Yuansong held a funeral for his son Wang Shaoyang, above the funeral, Wang Yuansong was grief-stricken, looking at the body of his son in a different place, this kind of grief of the white-haired man sending the black-haired man made Wang Yuansong's heart like a knife, he swore in front of his son's corpse that he must cut Li Ziye, pick his skin, pull his tendons, and eat his meat!

The Wang family contacted Wang Yuanfa through various means, but Wang Yuanfa's whereabouts could not be determined, and the Wang family could not contact him in a short time, but according to the time agreed when Wang Yuanfa left before, he should be back soon.

At this time, another city in the Sanjiang area, Jiangcheng!

Because in this area in the southwest of China, there are three rivers such as the Yangtze River and the Jialing River converge in this area, so these cities through which the three rivers pass together form the area of the three rivers.

Qingcheng is an ordinary second-tier city on the side of Sanjiang, and Jiangcheng is a first-tier city.

The sun is shining, at this time on a hillside on the outskirts of Jiangcheng, there is a gazebo, in the gazebo, there is a gray-haired man sitting cross-legged, he is wearing a black Tang suit, combing his hair in a bun behind his head, hooked nose, eyes like torches, and the resolute outline of his face is full of domineering.

This man was behaving strangely at this time, because he was flying a kite, and he was controlling five kites at the same time, and each of them was flying very high, and if you looked closely, you would see that it was not a kite that was actually flying in the air, but five yellow flags.

And what he was holding in his hand was not a kite plate, but a very old-looking compass.

The compass rotated gently in the man's hand, revealing a faint true qi, and the strings for flying the kite were all condensed from the true qi.

At the same time, on the stone table in front of the man, there was a bronze token, the size of a palm, which looked old, as if it had just been dug out of an ancient tomb.

The man gently shook the compass in his hand, but he didn't know what he was muttering, and at this time, a large black cloud suddenly floated in the originally sunny sky, the black cloud came extremely strange, and the surrounding sky was still sunny, but the sky above this small hillside was shrouded in such a black cloud.

The sky seemed to have darkened at this time, and there were even strange gusts of wind blowing around.

At the foot of the hill, suddenly more than a dozen figures rushed up towards the pavilion, they were very fast, like a gust of wind, and after a while, these people surrounded the entire pavilion.

There were a total of 12 people, all dressed in different attire, including a strong man in a black suit, a Taoist priest with a peachwood sword on his back, and even a monk with a Zen staff and a samurai with a katana.

These people come from different backgrounds, have different cultivation methods, and rely on different forces behind them, the only thing they have in common is the purpose of their coming to the pavilion this time, that is, to work together to kill the man in front of them.

Everyone, exuding the aura of a strong man, among them, there is even a possibility that there is a heavenly master, their eyes are staring at the man in the pavilion, looking like they are ready to move.

The man was still flying a kite with a compass, and he didn't look at these people at all, he was calm, and he didn't seem to put these people in his eyes at all, or rather, these so-called strong people in front of him were just ants in his eyes.

What is called domineering, this is domineering! Just a quiet attitude, that kind of momentum, crushed everyone present.

Although these people around wanted to rush forward, no one dared to take a rash step for a while.

In the end, the big man in a black suit in front of the pavilion finally stepped forward and said, "Wang Yuanfa, if you know each other, hand over the immortal order, otherwise this fairy wind pavilion today will be your grave!" ”

It turned out that this person was Wang Yuanfa, the only Wang Yuanfa in Qingcheng who had entered the Heavenly Master Realm for twenty years!

Wang Yuanfa didn't answer, still flying a kite, completely ignoring the words of the big man in the black suit, the big man's face sank, and finally stepped into the fairy wind pavilion.

But when he took a step, before he landed, he saw Wang Yuanfa and his fingers, and a true qi shot out from his fingertips, and with a snort, he drew a crack on the stone slab under the strong man's feet: "If you dare to cross that foot over this line, die!" ”

All of a sudden, the foot that the strong man lifted out suddenly hung in the air, and a drop of cold sweat appeared on his forehead, advancing or retreating, this is a difficult choice.

Further, maybe he will die, take a step back, he can't afford to lose face.

The eleven people around him were also staring intently at the strong man's side, waiting for his decision, but in fact, their hearts were as entangled as the strong man.

Time passed second by second, and the air around him seemed to be completely frozen at this moment, and Wang Yuanfa was still flying a kite, calm and relaxed.

The big man's forehead burst with green tendons, and cold sweat couldn't stop running from his back, he took a deep breath, made up his mind, and said: "Wang Yuanfa, among the twelve of us, there are also heavenly masters, I don't believe that you are so bold and dare to do it with our twelve people." ”

"This step, Lao Tzu has stepped forward!"