When Zhao Qianqiu rushed back to the city where the Demon Jiao of the Transformation God Realm had died, Yi Qianyan had already arrived.

Zhao Qianqiu's eyes skimmed over Yi Qianyan, who was standing beside the big priest.

"Uncle Shi. ”

The black-faced old man who had been smiling and talking to Yi Qianyan before, when he heard this, he turned his head, glared at his unenlightened master and nephew, and turned his head and nodded at the female sword cultivator on the side with his chin.

Zhao Qianqiu's face was helpless.

Yi Qianyan was a little embarrassed, she arrived early just now, and Da Si Kou had been talking to her, in fact, it would be fine if she was just chatting, but he always had a "My Family Qianqiu" on the left and a "My nephew" on the right, and the three sentences did not leave Zhao Qianqiu, making it difficult for her to answer.

"Sister Yi Qianyan. ”

"Senior Brother Zhao Qianqiu. ”

Yi Qianyan returned the salute, Da Si Kou has always been approachable in the Sword Pavilion, willing to bring up the juniors, everything is good, but she just likes to pull the red line and help the juniors find a partner, she and Zhao Qianqiu were originally on good terms, and they would say hello and chat a few words when they met, but since they were ordered by the big Si Kou, they were embarrassed to pretend to be passers-by when they met in private.

It is estimated that calling her to help this time also has the intention of letting her get along with Zhao Qianqiu more.

Da Si Kou looked at the two juniors left and right, nodded, the more he looked, the more satisfied he became, his names were all with a thousand words, and he was of the same age, and his cultivation was similar, and he only felt that he had done a great good thing again.

This old bone of his own is really heartbroken for the next generation of the Sword Pavilion.

"Didn't Uncle Shi say that the beast's accomplice was in the Shanshui Cave, why did he call me back?"

Zhao Qianqiu and the others didn't ask what happened to the demon Jiao's Yuan Ying, because they knew that as long as it fell into the hands of the Great Sikou, there was no possibility of running away, and they would only be toyed with by the Yima in the five palms.

"Its demon pill has been banned, and it has just tried to blow itself up. ”

The eldest priest Kou Le said, his voice was kind, and he still had a smile on his face, but the words that made Zhao Qianqiu and the others pale.

"It's probably a trap over there, so don't go there, the old man go and take a look. You and Qianyan went to inform the disciples in the mansion to block the water country, in addition to those cunning loaches, there are also some small fish that can't run away, all of which are caught by the old man. ”

"Yes. ”

"Yes. ”

"Uncle Shi, Qianqiu ......" Zhao Qianqiu was halfway through his words and glanced at Yi Qianyan.

The latter raised his eyebrows, said goodbye to the Grand Priest, and took the first step.

Yi Qianyan didn't care too much about being treated as an outsider, this time she just came to help, besides, with what she had seen and heard so far, it was likely that the Seventh Realm monk was involved behind this incident, so it was better not to be too involved.

Although the seventh realm and the sixth realm are only one realm away, the gap between the two can only be truly appreciated by those who have experienced this heavenly chasm, such as her.

And to be able to ban the Yuan Infant of the Sixth Realm Demon Cultivator without knowing it, heh, where can an ordinary seventh realm do?

Moreover, this incident also involved the Zhao family...... When the incident that happened in Kundu more than ten years ago came, she couldn't believe that the Fuyao Electoral Mansion, which had stood in the Xuanhuang Realm for 70,000 years, was like this...... Poured?

Yi Qianyan Yujian left, his mind sinking slightly.

Only Zhao Qianqiu and Da Sikou were left in the same place.

In fact, there are many people around these two people at the moment, because they are standing on the street with endless crowds, but everyone who passes by "ignores" them.

The two of them are like two reefs in the middle of a great river, surrounded by currents and bypassed by fish.

Because there is an Italian horse that is happily shuttling through this turbulent stream.

Zhao Qianqiu looked at the uncle in front of him who had been taking care of him.

Uncle Shi's real name is Chen.

When the master passed away, he Zhao Qianqiu was still a teenager, and he went to Kundu to kill demons with a sword alone with enthusiasm.

Under the care of his uncle, he escaped death again and again, and finally lived up to his uncle's expectations, killing demons and sharpening swords all the way, breaking through the realm continuously, and becoming one of the most outstanding young people in Kundu sword cultivation, the only regret is that he did not step into the seventh realm of sword cultivation in Kundu, and he was able to stand side by side with his uncle.

After that great change, Uncle Shi left Kundu gloomily.

With his demon-killing skills, Uncle Shi instinctively returned directly to the Tai'a Sword Pavilion Authentic Sect, standing in the top few positions of the Taizong of the Human Race, no matter how bad it was, he could go to Nanxiao Continent, but he chose to come to this small Wangque Continent and became a great Sikou Mansion who was shorter than the sect masters of the lower sects.

Zhao Qianqiu didn't understand his uncle's choice, but he still followed all the way.

And now that damn beast actually killed Uncle Shi's closed disciple!

He knew very well that Uncle Shi may have been a former person in Fuyao Houfu, and he was extremely fond of the children of the Zhao family, the young man of the Zhao family in Anling Kingdom, that is, his junior brother, Uncle Shi valued it very much, and he has always been regarded as the heir of the mantle by his side, teaching and preaching for him.

Although Uncle Shi is still smiling and calm so far, and he is even in the mood to worry about his marriage, but that is because Uncle Shi has intentions! You can cut off your mind and not think about it, but who knows how uncomfortable Uncle Shi's heart is?

Zhao Qianqiu's heart was surging, and the sword lines on his face alternated between light and dark.

"Anger control. The smile on Chen Yi's face faded, and he said in a deep voice.

Zhao Qianqiu took a deep breath, and with the sword pattern, he suppressed this anger, this is the sequelae left by killing demons in Kundu and being polluted by the breath behind the gate of the demon desolation for a long time, but there are sword lines, and the problem is not very serious.

"Uncle Shi, did those guys behind the door do it?"

"How dare they come here, are they looking for death?"

This is also where Zhao Qianqiu is most puzzled, they came here from behind the door, the cost is too great, and it is likely that there will be no return, although they hate the Zhao clan very much, but if it is just to eliminate a few Zhao clan side lines, it is not worth it, unless......

Unless they are driven by monstrous interests.

Is it someone or something?

How does this relate to the Zhao family lineage in Wangque Zhou?

Chen Yi looked at Zhao Qianqiu deeply, did not answer his doubts, just told him a few words, and let him leave.

The sword flashed, and only one of Chen was left in the same place.

In the midst of a sea of people, one person is isolated.

The old man turned his head to look north.

There were a lot of things he didn't tell Zhao Qianqiu.

For example, this time his closed disciple returned to his hometown to visit relatives, which was personally arranged by him.

For example, not long ago, he saw the picture in the heart lake of the god and demon Jiao.

The man's face was blurred, but a chuckle came from it.

Perhaps in the memory of the demon Jiao, the man just smiled casually at that time.

But the old man knew that this laughter was left for him Chen.

Sarcasm, contempt.

The man knew he would see, and he recognized the man with a blurred face, but he didn't know what form it was in now.

Both sides are former "old friends".

One door inside, one door outside.

The old man's heart flooded with countless pictures.

There was a sword to kill demons when he followed the old marquis in Kundu.

There have been careful planning over the years.

There was the resolute expression of his disciple after learning of his fate.

In the next second, he was cut off by all the horses.

Only one thought remains.

Mr. Bai expected that they were still looking for the young master.