Outside the General's Mansion, Uncle Chen was waiting for Ji Chenyuan, and Uncle Chen's face was as respectful as ever.

"Why don't you wait inside. Ji Chenyuan frowned, after all, Uncle Chen was the butler who had followed him for thousands of years, and he rarely left the General's Mansion here, once he came out, I was afraid that something would happen.

Sure enough, Uncle Chen's face turned even paler.

He stretched out his hand and pointed to the location of the General's Mansion and said, "General, that man took the sword of exorcism and expelled the old slave. ”

When Ji Chenyuan heard this, his face sank, and he walked directly in the direction of the General's Mansion.

Who that man is, he won't not know!

Sure enough, at the back door of the General's Mansion, Ji Zihao was holding a cold sword to exorcise evil spirits and pointing at Ji Chenyuan.

The heavenly sun is absorbed much in this sword of exorcism.

Although Ji Zihao was a little nervous in the face of Ji Chenyuan, he still stabilized his heart and said, "If people and corpses are not separated, how can zombies stay in the world." ”

Ji Chenyuan didn't answer, just looked at him with cold eyes, and then moved his slender legs and walked by Ji Zihao as if he were nothing.

No one had ever ignored him like this!

Ji Zihao panicked, and swung towards Ji Chenyuan with the sword in his hand, but he never thought that Ji Chenyuan had suffered countless thunder tribulations in the millennium, and he had already cultivated the incorruptible body of King Kong.

Even if it's the sword of exorcism!

"Zheng!" the sword shattered into two at once.

Ji Zihao couldn't help but be stunned, and muttered, "How could it be ・・・・・・?"

Ji Chenyuan didn't look back, but just took Uncle Chen back to the General's Mansion.

"If I didn't need this general's mansion, what use would I want you to come?" Ji Chenyuan's arrogant words echoed in the air.

The broken blade in Ji Zihao's hand slowly slipped off his hand and smashed to the ground, making a crisp sound.

As soon as Ji Chenyuan and Uncle Chen walked around the corner of the eaves, Ji Chenyuan felt a surge in his chest.

Pure black hair rippled on his forehead, and Ji Chenyuan's long fingertips covered his chest.

"General. Uncle Chen couldn't help but sigh when he looked at Ji Chenyuan like this, "Last time in the ghost town, your vitality was greatly damaged, although you have the help of fingertip blood, but it is not completely fused with your zombie blood, and running around will affect your vitality." ”

Ji Chenyuan stretched out his hand and motioned for Uncle Chen to stop.

"That person has been eyeing Su Yan for a long time, and the ghost baby was also made by him. "Just damn it, it's been a thousand years, and he doesn't even know who that person is.

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After Su Yan left Zhang's mansion, she didn't know where to go, and after thinking about it, there was no place for her in the world, and finally she unconsciously walked to the broken temple.

The broken jar in the broken temple was still there, and she remembered the technique of mirroring flowers and water moons, and hurriedly stepped forward to cast a spell.

Gradually, the surface of the water gradually rippled, and after whirling, Li Changqing's old face appeared.

"Apprentice, why are you only looking for a teacher now, I want to kill you as a teacher!" Li Changqing couldn't help but complain in the mirror.

Su Yan smiled and said, "Master, have you forgotten that you haven't told me how our sect is going." ”

Su Yan's words reminded Li Changqing of the moment, he smiled and said, "Hey, look at my memory, it's useless when people are old!