On the walls of the Heavenly King City, the flags of the White Wolf King fluttered in the wind, which was not spectacular.

The Jiang family and the Wang family went to war, although there were more guards guarding the city, but for now, pedestrians were still free.

Zhang Zichen and the five of them followed the crowd and easily blended into the city.

There are many people in the city, and it is extremely lively, and it is more than several times more than the previous number.

"There are more people with surnames inside and outside the city, and these are all people with foreign surnames sent to support the Wang family. ”

Under Wang Xiongjiao's explanation, Zhang Zichen understood many things.

The Jin family has many surnames, and now that the two largest families of King Jiang are at war, those small families naturally have to choose their positions.

"You come with me, let's go to the Patriarch's Mansion now!

Wang Xiongjiao took Zhang Zichen and his party and shuttled through the crowd.

But he was stopped by Zhang Zichen, Zhang Zichen grabbed Wang Xiongjiao and said softly: "Not now." ”

"Can't?" Wang Xiongjiao was a little excited, "Zhang Zichen, are you afraid of seeing so many guards?"

"It's not that I'm afraid. Zhang Zichen explained, "Captain Jiao, think about it yourself, although our strength is not weak, but how bad will the strength of your Wang family be? Where will Wang Yi's strength be? We rushed into the city lord's mansion so recklessly to save people, it is tantamount to asking for our own death!"

When Wang Xiongjiao heard this, he thought for a while and gradually calmed down.

After a pause, he seemed to feel that what Zhang Zichen said was very reasonable.

Zhang Zichen and the four of them have good strength, but Wang Yi is not a soft persimmon on his side, otherwise he would not have been able to kill the patriarch Wang Chuanqing and replace him.

Thinking of this, Wang Xiongjiao snorted and apologized: "Zhang Zichen, I'm sorry! It's just that I saved people just now, so I ......."

"Okay, don't say it. Zhang Zichen stopped him, "There are a lot of people here, I'll find an inn around the city lord's mansion to stay, and then secretly inquire about the news." When the time comes, we'll save people in one fell swoop. ”

Zhang Zichen glanced around, this was the street, people came and went, but fortunately, no one paid attention to them, and no one heard what they said.

Zhang Zichen let out a long sigh, in this place, there are many dangers, everything is better to be cautious.

Otherwise, it would not be enough for a few of them to be buried here.

As he spoke, on the street, the crowd automatically gave way of way.

This strange move made Zhang Zichen very puzzled, he looked over, and saw that not far ahead, a group of about fifty gold-armored infantry slowly walked slowly.

However, among the fifty gold-armored infantrymen, there was one who was imposing, wearing golden armor with three large red gems on his helmet.

And, out of fifty, he was the only one on a mount.

His mount was not a horse, but a huge white wolf, this white wolf had long fluttering hair, fierce eyes, and as he walked forward, the wolf's mouth occasionally opened, revealing its scarlet tongue and sharp teeth, and it was murderous.

"Who is this man? so majestic?" Zhang Zichen wondered.

"This ...... This is...... Wang Qingtian!" Wang Xiongjiao looked at this person riding the white wolf, was surprised, felt bowed, and hid behind Zhang Zichen, Ding Yao and others, as if he was afraid of being seen by the other party.

"Wang Qingtian??" Hearing this familiar name, Zhang Zichen was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly asked, "Captain Jiao, this person is Wang Qingtian?"

"That's right, he's the captain of the guard of the former patriarch's mansion, I'm taking over his class, can I not know him?" Wang Xiongjiao lowered his head, lowered his voice, and said, "Moreover, Miss Yue's favorite was this hypocrite before, and I hated him so much." ”

"What do you say?" Seeing that Wang Qingtian was still swaggering on patrol, Zhang Zichen guessed that something must have happened between Wang Xiyue and Wang Qingtian.

"Alas, it's hard to put it into words!" Wang Xiongjiao sighed, "This Wang Qingtian is a person of Elder Wang Yi's lineage, in the Wang family, he is relatively talented, he has cultivated for 1,500 years, and has entered the realm of Daluo Golden Immortal. ”

"He's already fifteen hundred years old?" Zhang Zichen looked at the young man, a little unbelieving, "Miss Yue's stupid girl, how could she fall in love with such an old monster?"

"What about the old monster. But Ding Yao replied, "For us cultivators, age is something outside the body, and whether we like it or not is the most important thing." ”

Zhang Zichen naturally understands this truth.

As a cultivator, one of the benefits of cultivating the Tao is to often absorb the aura of heaven and earth, which is used to maintain the body, moisturize the skin, internal organs and bones, so that the cultivator will not grow old easily.

Therefore, Zhang Zichen, Ding Yao and others, although they are all tens of years old, they do not look old.

And with the increase in their cultivation, they appear younger and younger, and more and more temperamental.

In other words, men are getting more and more handsome, and women are getting more and more beautiful.

Of course, among the cultivators, there are also some old men and middle-aged people.

Old men such as Yuan Yangzi, Wei Suo, Wang Yi and others, either when they break through the realm, their bodies are already like this, or otherwise, with the passage of life, their physical functions are slowly getting old until they die.

Monks also have a lifespan, but the lifespan is relatively long, if they can't reach the realm of eternal life, even powerful monks, when their physical functions fade, they will eventually fall one day.

Therefore, in the monk world, it is not strange that Wang Xiyue likes this upright and graceful 'old monster' Wang Qingtian.

It's just that Wang Xiyue is his friend, and Zhang Zichen is a little unacceptable.

Thinking of this, Zhang Zichen sighed and asked, "Captain Jiao, you just said that Wang Qingtian is a person from Elder Wang Yi's lineage. He is a master of the Great Luo Golden Immortal Realm, can't he escape with Miss Yue?"

"Zhang Zichen, didn't you listen to me just now, is this Wang Qingtian a hypocrite?" Wang Xiongjiao said in disgust, "It was him in the first place, with the trust of the patriarch and the favor of Miss Yue, that he took the opportunity to rebel." He secretly killed the eldest young master first, and then captured Miss Yue and used it to force the patriarch to commit suicide. ”

"Did Wang Chuanqing commit suicide?" Zhang Zichen was stunned, during this time, although he had been with Wang Xiongjiao for so long, he only heard that Wang Chuanqing was killed, and Wang Xiyue's brother was also killed, but he didn't ask carefully how Wang Chuanqing died.

Thinking about it now, Zhang Zichen felt that he was a little negligent.

He hurriedly asked, "Captain Jiao, Patriarch Wang committed suicide?"

Wang Xiongjiao sighed and said: "Yes, you also know that the patriarch loves Miss Yue the most, so Wang Yi and Wang Qingtian let the patriarch cultivate on the grounds of killing Miss Yue." ”