The person who came over was indeed an old acquaintance of Zhao Yan, and the two of them had dealt with each other, and the opponent was not once or twice, and the person who came was Wang Qi Hongpu.

Zhao Yan never thought that a person like Wang Qi Hongpu would actually run into the Scripture Pavilion of Wang Qi's forces, so he didn't have any worries, of course, this also had something to do with his disguise.

However, disguise is disguise, and when Zhao Yan saw Wang Qi Hongpu, his heart naturally became nervous.

His worries were not unreasonable, as an immortal cultivator, whether it was his memory or other abilities, he was far beyond ordinary people, and people who had dealt with him before were not necessarily ignored because of disguise.

In this regard, Zhao Yan breathed a sigh of relief, tried his best to keep himself in a relaxed state, quietly put the book back on the shelf, took another book with his hand, turned around and walked forward.

Wang Qi Hongpu raised his legs and walked to the place where Zhao Yan had just stood, and what he wanted to hold was a book about the records of the grass demon.

Coincidentally, he came here because of Zhao Yan, and he had been here several times, but because Zhao Yan had not been to the Hidden Scripture Pavilion before, the two of them had not met.

In fact, Zhao Yan thought in his heart about whether he would meet Wang Qi Hongpu in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, because the probability of this is not small, you must know that the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is the center of Wang Qi's power, and basically the children of all sizes will come here.

However, due to the disguise and the fact that Zhao Yan had asked Wang Yongfang about why there was no high-level reason in the Scripture Pavilion, the vigilance was a little smaller.

Wang Yongfang said before that in general, each high-level family has its own book collection at home, and basically does not use the scripture pavilion.

Zhao Yan thinks about it now, and it is estimated that there should be no basic knowledge in the books of those people, or there are no books with unpopular knowledge, so Wang Qi Hongpu will come to the Scripture Pavilion.

Why did he come to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, Zhao Yan also had a rough guess.

Wang Qi Hongpu is associated with the demon building, so it is naturally very likely to come for himself.

Zhao Yan thought about it and sat down in the corner, but his mind was a little too much to sink into the book, so he always kept a copy in front of him.

Wang Qi Hongpu took the book in his hand, glanced at the direction Zhao Yan left, and a sense of familiarity rose in his heart, but he couldn't figure out why he was familiar with someone he didn't know.

"Maybe it's the same opponent in the past," Wang Qihongpu smiled.

He looked around, looking at the children of Wang Qi walking around in the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, he felt a little proud, he was the same when he participated in the competition, many of them disappeared from view, and they have never been seen again.

Although he has a kind of emotion, he has no nostalgia for the disappeared opponent, even the brothers who are still opponents now, in his subconscious, those are all dead, so as not to get in the way.

Wang Qi Hongpu raised his feet and walked out of the demon building and went elsewhere.

Zhao Yan smiled and secretly congratulated himself on his disguise.

Next, he read books in the Scripture Pavilion for a few more hours, and found that Mingwu felt stagnant, so he stopped reading, and after resting in the Scripture Pavilion for a while, he walked outside.

Enlightenment has emerged, and the things in the books cannot be helped.

Zhao Yan thought to himself as he walked, and felt that if he wanted to break through, he might need a fierce fight, or maybe he needed a transformation of self-awareness.

In general, it is standing at a critical point, and it is necessary to find the means to break the barrier.

He walked out of the Scripture Pavilion, looked up at the sky in the mountains, and muttered, "I will soon be able to wait for a great opportunity, and I hope that I will be able to get what I want when the time comes." ”

After that, Zhao Yan became slightly excited, and wanted to leave Wang Qi's forces now to find the Xuanniao tribe to negotiate matters, he also knew that it would not work, without the order of the eldest grandson, without Wang Qi Yongfang to lead the way, he would not be able to get out.

As he was walking, Zhao Yan felt that someone was coming behind him, so he got out of the way, and stood respectfully, as a slave under Wang Yan's power, he felt that his acting skills were not bad.

Wang Qi Hongpu didn't expect that when he was about to leave the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion after reading the relevant information, he met Zhao Yan again, and the sense of familiarity became stronger and stronger, so he stood in front of Zhao Yan and looked at it carefully.

The man on the other side had a long scar on his face, probably caused by the oblique insertion of weapons such as beast teeth or swords, his hair was long and haphazardly draped, and he was dressed in gray cloth clothes that were not very new.

No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like an acquaintance in your memory.

Wang Qi Hongpu pondered whether there was such a poor person in Wang Qi's power, and found that his memory did not seem to be such a person, and asked, "What is your name?"

Zhao Yan heard the inquiry, raised his head and saw that he was almost not frightened.

'It's really unlucky, what's the matter with this birdman, didn't he leave, how did he come to my back again. ’

He had a lot of resentment towards Wang Qi Hongpu in his heart, and a sneer appeared on his face: "The little one has no name, he is a slave, and now he is working in the palace of the eldest grandson, may I ask what the uncle is looking for me?"

"It turns out that it's you, you're messing around with the eldest grandson, and you're distracted by what kind of food and playthings you eat every day, are you going to let the eldest grandson announce that the slaves are on an equal footing with my Wang Yan's sons?", Wang Qi Hongpu heard Zhao Yan's identity, and immediately threw the familiarity out of the sky, grabbed Zhao Yan's collar and scolded.

Everyone around was concentrating on their own affairs, and when they saw that Wang Qi Hongpu had caught Zhao Yan, they ran over one after another.

Wang Qi Hongpu is naturally a celebrity among Wang Yan's forces, and Zhao Yan, although no one knows him, his reputation is not small.

"It turned out to be this dog thing, I said, how can there be a tattered and tattered slut in and out of the Scripture Pavilion. ”

"I don't think I can do anything, I actually want to please the eldest grandson to change my status, have you ever thought that even if you succeed, your ability to save your life?"

"It's better to kill it, lest he fool the eldest grandson, and it will bring extremely terrible consequences to our Wang Qi family at that time!"

'Everything else is wrong, just this sentence is right, Wang Qi's forces will indeed face extremely terrible consequences!'

Zhao Yan smiled secretly and let Wang Qi Hongpu buckle his collar, as if he had accepted his fate.

Wang Yu Hongpu saw Zhao Yan's indisputable appearance, hesitated in his heart, and regretted it, he hesitated about whether to kill Zhao Yan or not, and regretted it in the matter of direct anger.

Now that he has reached a situation where it is difficult to ride a tiger, killing Zhao Yan will inevitably be dissatisfied by the eldest grandson, but if he doesn't kill Zhao Yan, his reputation will be damaged, and at least he will be bullied and afraid of the hard, and he will not dare to defend the superior.

Don't die, but you will be attacked by the opponent in the way up in the future, this kind of name is not bad, whether it is good or not, it depends on when it is used, and if it is used, it can play Wang Qi Hongpu to death.