The taste of home is even more so for the young demon king who has returned from the blood prison. I think about how much hard work and effort it took to compete for the qualification to go to the blood prison for training. The aging grandfather and the frail and sick mother are all important beings that shake the heart.

At this moment, he returned with Han Xiaoxiao and Lan Shuang'er. The degree of time in the Blood Prison is different from the outside world, and after calculation, I have practiced in the Blood Prison for more than ten years, while the outside world is only half a year. He died in a fierce battle, and borrowed the corpse of another boy to resurrect his soul, although it still looked like that boy. But mentally, he is also an old man in his thirties.

I have to say that the former Zhuo family was torn apart, bringing him many painful memories. But in any case, for the Young Demon King, this will always be a place where he can completely set aside his back without a trace of restraint.

At this moment, he returned.

Leaving from the innate spiritual realm, now he has become a being comparable to the divine realm and returned.

In the eyes of outsiders, it is only half a year, which is a variable that no one can think of.

For more than ten years, for Chihua City, not much has changed, walking on the spacious streets. A man and two women, dressed in rough robes and linen clothes, walked in a low-key manner. The custard bun was left in the field of vision by Zhuo Yifan, because if such a strange beast appeared in a grand manner on this street, it would definitely attract countless eyes.

They come in a low-key way, not wanting to have too much to do with the world. Even after returning home this time, Zhuo Yifan planned to move all the Zhuo family into the blood prison, so that his relatives could get the best cultivation resources.

Walking all the way, the people around him changed color, and they couldn't help but avoid these three people. When walking past a post station. The horses there went berserk. It was as if he had seen the roar of a beast in the wilderness. Then he suddenly fainted.

Although the three of them restrained their breath, in the end, the aura of the strong was too strong. If you compare the world to a container. Blood Hell is naturally a big vessel, and this small container in the earthly world can no longer accommodate them.

They are detached, they are detached, they are transcendent, they need a wider heaven and earth, a wider sky.

"Half a day. Almost nothing has changed. Zhuo Yifan took the qiē of his hometown into his eyes, and he couldn't help but feel a little warm in his heart. It's only been half a year, and he has gone from being regarded as useless to now a god. It's simply beyond mythology.

The flat piece of the Zhuo family still hangs there and has not changed. It's just strange that it's wrapped in spider silk, and it seems that it hasn't been taken off and cleaned for a long time.

Just when Zhuo Yifan was thinking about things, the heavy iron door opened, and a white-haired old man walked out of it with a burden.

The young man looked at Lao Suo. Suddenly enlisted. I saw the old man in front of him. Limped, and walked down the steps in front of him with great difficulty. His face was yellow, haggard and old.

Zhuo Yifan's body was trembling, excited and angry. Is this his grandfather? The head of the Zhuo family, Zhuo Wentian? For half a year, who bullied this old man who walked like a dragon and a tiger and the breeze did not abate. Who is it that made the former Zhuo family fall into this tragic situation.

At the same time, the old man also looked at the young man in front of him, but he only glanced at each other, and then lowered his head in frustration and staggered away in one direction, as if he was avoiding something.

"Phew!"

Suddenly, there was a rapid and piercing sound of breaking through the air. I saw a group of people and horses flying in the street in the distance, and the intricate sound of horses' hooves was intertwined, and they drove towards this place at a high speed. The young man at the head was holding a bow in his hand, and this arrow was sent by him. Facing the old man, it seemed that he was going to kill him.

Zhuo Yifan was startled, raised his hand and stopped the arrow. At the same time, his eyes looked deeply, but he was just a young man from the Sanxuan Mansion realm, who actually wanted to kill his grandfather in front of him. I don't know what to do.

He was furious in his heart, and almost had the urge to turn the pair into ashes, but he was stopped by Han Xiaoxiao. Because the realm is like this, if you get angry here, the entire Chihua City may no longer exist.

"Who are you? I advise you not to meddle in your affairs, I came to kill Zhuo Wentian on the orders of Sect Leader Fang. Get out of the way, if you dare to stop it again, don't blame me for being polite!" The young man gritted his teeth when he saw that his arrow had been stopped.

"There are so many of you, aren't you ashamed to take action against a seriously injured old man?" Han Xiaoxiao sneered, only to feel that this young man had no eyesight. How dare you shout with them like this.

"You're from a foreign country, right?" The young man looked Zhuo Yifan and the three of them up and down, and said with a sneer: "If you are a distant relative who has come to join the Zhuo family, I think you are looking for the wrong person." The Zhuo family in the past is long gone, and the current Chihua City, including the entire Great Qin Dynasty, is all the Fang Sect Leader Fang Batian! The Zhuo family used to face each other with the Fang Sect Master everywhere in Chihua City, competing for resources, and now the feng shui is turning, and the Zhuo family will be removed!"

Speaking of this, the young man's face showed a bit of cruelty, and he said, "If, you are distant relatives of the Zhuo family. Then let's take it together!"

"Fang Zhenhan, I don't know these three people, and I have nothing to do with them at this time. If you want to kill, kill me. Let the three young men go. The old man put down his burden and stepped forward step by step, as if he had made up his mind to die.

"Hahaha!" The young man laughed and said, "Zhuo Wentian, I didn't expect you to have today." You can escape the first year of junior high school, but you can't escape the fifteenth. Now that the entire Great Qin Dynasty is under the control of Sect Master Fang, do you think you can hide from him by escaping to the deep mountains and old forests? He calculated that you were going to come back today, so he set up people to ambush here. ”

The old man smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Sect Master Fang is so aggressive, I am really moved......" Then, he looked at Zhuo Yifan and the others behind him, and said: "A few young heroes, there are some silver taels and a map in the baggage." If it's convenient, follow the map and send the burden to my daughter-in-law. If it's inconvenient, these silver taels will be left to a few young heroes......"

"Zhuo Wentian, before you die, I still have one more question. The young man sneered: "You are hiding in the deep mountains and old forests to avoid pursuit." In fact, he is hoping that his grandson will come out of the blood prison to avenge you? Yes and no?"

When the old man heard this, he was silent all of a sudden, infinitely sad, and could not hide it, and said: "He will definitely be able to come out of it and avenge us! The Zhuo family will not be annihilated! You wait!"

Speaking of this, the old man looked at the sky, his heart was rippling, showing a little sadness, and sighed: "I believe that my grandson will definitely come back...... Will definitely ......."

"Will it be?" the young man smiled again: "I haven't heard from you for so long, I'm afraid I'm going to die in it." ”

"Definitely, he will definitely come back!" The young demon king couldn't hold back any longer, his eyes were red, he picked up the burden and handed it over to the old man in person.

He burst into tears, even though he had completely changed, but the hearts of the two ancestors and grandchildren were connected at this moment.

"Are you ......" Old man Zhuo's eyes were sheng, staring at Zhuo Yifan, and his face was as wonderful as he had never been after entering the old state.

"Grandpa...... I'm back......" Zhuo Yifan smiled, tears hanging from the corners of his eyes.

"What are you talking about, what are you calling me?" Zhuo Wentian couldn't believe it, he didn't believe that the person in front of him was actually his grandson. It was just two people, and they had completely changed their appearance.

"Grandpa, I'm your mortal!"

"Say it again......" the old man wept.

"Grandpa, I'm back!" Zhuo Yifan couldn't suppress his excitement anymore, hugged the old man in front of him tightly, and he used his mental strength to pass the experience he had experienced in the blood prison. (To be continued......)