"My strength?" Wang Xiongjiao was stunned for a moment, "I understand, Zhang Zichen, you look down on me, do you think that I, a little monk of the third realm of heavenly immortals, can't help much, right?"

"No, Brother Jiao, you can help! You can help!" Zhang Zichen said solemnly, "If you break in with us, we will not only find time to take care of you, but also draw strength to protect you." In this way, it not only delayed our time to rescue Miss Yue, but also distracted us, and even slowed us down. Maybe in this way, just to save you alone, our entire team will be surrounded by Wang Yi and others in the future, and finally die without a place to be buried!"

"In the end, not only did we not rescue Miss Yue, but we even put ourselves in!" Zhang Zichen looked at Wang Xiongjiao and sneered: "Brother Jiao, is this what you want?"

"I ......" Wang Xiongjiao was irrefuted by Zhang Zichen's words.

Before, Wang Xiongjiao really thought that even if he fought for his life, he would go and save Miss Yue with his own hands.

But after Zhang Zichen's analysis, Wang Xiongjiao immediately realized the seriousness of the matter.

Yes, Wang Xiongjiao is just a minor monk of the third realm of heavenly immortals, and in the face of so many masters, not only can he not help, but he will even become a burden to everyone.

After thinking about it a lot, Wang Xiongjiao sighed and said, "I'm sorry, I was negligent, but I really want to help." ”

Everyone looked at Wang Xiongjiao and could see the sincerity in his eyes.

Zhang Zichen stepped forward, hugged him heavily in his arms, and then patted Wang Xiongjiao's shoulder and said, "Brother Jiao, you have paid enough to save Miss Yue, we all see it." You have been hunted down for several months, escaped from death several times, and traveled thousands of miles to find Penglai Immortal Island, these things must be seen by the royal patriarch in the spirit of the sky. ”

Zhang Zichen said with a smile: "Next, Patriarch Wang, Miss Yue, and we don't want you to sacrifice yourself." You should keep your life and continue to cultivate, and in the future, there will be more places for Miss Yue to help you in the future! If you go to die today, or die, then I'm sorry Miss Yue, understand?"

Zhang Zichen's words are a bit profound, but full of true feelings.

Wang Xiongjiao digested it for a long time and finally nodded.

In front of everyone, he gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, and swore fiercely that he would work hard to cultivate in the future, strive for the future, and do his part for Miss Yue's return to the Wang family.

Now that the plan has been agreed, Zhang Zichen and the others are ready to put it into action.

Except for Wang Xiongjiao, who still stayed in the room, Zhang Zichen and a few of them were ready to go downstairs to the living room, eat some breakfast, and wait for the right opportunity.

Just wait for Wang Yi and Wang Qingtian and other masters to leave the city, once the time is ripe, they will immediately make a move, break into the patriarch's mansion, and rescue Wang Xiyue.

When the time comes, it will be a bloody battle!

Blue sky, cloudless.

A scorching sun, slowly rising.

Wang Yi, as the new patriarch of the Wang family, rode down the white wolf proudly, and walked out of the city under the gaze of everyone.

"I used to only think about cultivation, but now I realize that being the head of the Wang family is so majestic. ”

"I am supported by 10,000 people, admired by 10,000 people, and bowed down by 10,000 people, this feeling is really good. ”

Wang Yi thought so in his heart.

The team was moving forward, and about two hours later, Wang Yi saw the huge gate of the south gate of the Heavenly King City.

They will also be in the open area outside the south gate, quietly waiting for the arrival of the Heavenly Court's envoy.

This Heavenly Court Messenger, but Zhongzhou Heavenly Court, the will of Xuanyuan Heavenly Emperor, no matter who it is, must be treated with the greatest etiquette.

The Jiang family is like this, and so is the Wang family.

So today, even if there is a big thing, as Wang Yi, the head of the Wang family, he must stay here honestly and wait quietly.

In the Heavenly King City, the golden armor soldiers were everywhere, and the entire city was shining with golden light.

At this time, outside the south gate of Tianwang City is no exception.

Rows of golden-armored soldiers stood neatly in the boundless open area, looking down from above, like neatly arranged golden chess pieces.

This kind of neatness, this number of people, will bring a sense of shock to many people.

Even some monks, when they see such a huge team, their souls will be shocked, the light ones will be pale and flee for their lives, and the heavy ones will be directly scattered by this momentum, and they will end up with a soul scattered.

So sometimes, in the war between monks and monks, between families and families, soldiers are indispensable.

Time flies, and it's close to noon.

Wang Yi and all the other children of the Wang family, under the scorching sun, wearing heavy armor, waited cautiously, and did not dare to make the slightest move.

At this time, Wang Yi, Wang Qingtian and the others had already fallen from their mounts and stood straight.

Holding a mount is a kind of respect, but if you sit on a mount to greet the Heavenly Envoy, it is a great disrespect.

Wang Yi is still a small Wang family patriarch, but he doesn't dare to be disrespectful to Emperor Xuanyuan.

The morning passed so easily, but in fact, everyone's heart was under a lot of pressure.

Zhang Zichen: They are no exception.

Don't look at them, they just sat in the living room of the Tianwang Restaurant all morning, their expressions looked very relaxed, but their heartbeats had accelerated.

Because, with the passage of time, the time for them to enter the patriarch's mansion is slowly approaching.

Maybe it's now, maybe it's the next moment.

No one can predict what will happen to this parting of life and death.

"It's almost time for us to do it, right?" The four of them sat by the window, Ding Yao looked out the window, "Wait, when the envoy of the Heavenly Court comes, we won't be able to do it." ”

"Wait. Zhang Zichen's eyes looked at another table, and there were several people sitting on that table.

"Scarlet Moon, you said in the morning that someone was secretly observing us, right?" Zhang Zichen asked.

"Yes, I just feel. Crimson replied.

"You guessed it right, at a table across from us, those four people, like us, sat here all morning. Zhang Zichen analyzed, "If you were someone else, it would be impossible to be like us, so coincidentally." ”

"Huh?" Scarlet Moon was stunned for a moment and glanced at the other side, "These are all weak monks in the Heavenly Immortal Realm, and they are not worth our action for the time being." ”

"Well, I guess they're waiting for someone, waiting for the master to come. Zhang Zichen frowned, "These people are following us inexplicably, why is this?"

Zhang Zichen couldn't figure it out, in the past ten years, several of them had been staying in Penglai Immortal Island and had not offended anyone.

But now that he was just born, he was followed, which is really puzzling.