On the twenty-seventh day of the lunar month, King Gao and his entourage finally crossed the Yangtze River and went straight to Nanjing, at this moment there was already a Jinyi guard commander with five hundred forbidden troops to escort everyone, and Nanjing City was full of dragons, ghosts and evil spirits and other things could not be avoided, and the safety of the group did not need to worry.

Yang Zixu was lazily lying in the royal carriage, the intoxicating aroma and the silky cotton mattress like snow made Yang Zixu sleepy.

At this moment, it was already past noon, Yang Zixu opened the roller blinds, and wanted to come out to breathe. As soon as he came out, he found that except for Fei Yaman, the rest of the people were outside to breathe.

"Brother Yang, big lazy, I thought you were asleep again. Nanping held the big black dog Wangfu and sat at the back of the carriage in front, while King Gao and Hua Ruoxi rode together on both sides.

The winter sun was a little dazzling, and he blinked tightly, Nanping's pure smiling face, Wangfu's disdainful eyes, etc., made him feel as if these days were just a dream.

Yang Zixu stretched his waist, jumped lightly, jumped onto the horse pulling the cart, lay down on the horse, and said: "It's rare to be so leisurely, and when you enter the palace, it may not be better than the danger of this road." ”

"Grandfather Huang is good, he spoils me the most, and he won't kill you, Brother Yang. Nanping joked.

"A companion is like a tiger. Yang Zixu replied.

When King Gao heard this, he looked at the city of Nanjing looming in the distance, and he didn't know what he was thinking about.

"Wang...... Wang". Wangfu suddenly barked to the left.

Yang Zixu was excited, and he was busy on horseback, looking at the place where Wangfu was barking.

"This ink unicorn Ji Rushuang's nose is not a joke, although his divine power is less than 20% now, but there is a wind and grass within a radius of dozens of miles, but he can't hide it. Yang Zixu thought in his heart, and was busy observing carefully.

Hua Ruoxi closed her eyes and stared, and then said, "There is a voice." ”

"Can't hear it, what's the sound?" Nanping wondered.

Yang Zixu was busy listening carefully, and sure enough, he heard a familiar sound of the flute, which was like a mosquito and a fly, almost inaudible.

Gradually, a smile appeared on Yang Zixu's face, and he jumped towards the woods beside the road.

"Brother Yang, why are you going?" Nan Ping smelled.

"It's an old friend of mine, Her Royal Highness the princess will return to Beijing first, and I will go to ...... later" Before the voice fell, Yang Zixu's figure had long disappeared.

"Big bastard. After Nanping finished speaking, he slapped the dog on the head.

"Wang...... Woo"

Yang Zixu ran towards the place where the voice came from, but after a while, he came to the bottom of a big rock in the woods.

I saw a man dressed in black and a little Taoist priest with their backs to them, giving a.

"Uncle Deadpool?"

When the two of them turned around, it was Deadpool, who had already regained his handsome face, and Yiqing, a woman dressed as a man.

"Young Master Yang, long time no see. Yiqing teased.

"Don't tease Zixu. Where's Grandpa?"

"Your grandfather is here", before the words fell, Yang Zixu felt a strong wind behind him.

Yang Zixu couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly, every time he met his grandfather, he would inevitably have a try, and every time this real person had to sneak attack behind him.

Yang Zixu flashed and said, "Grandpa, you can't beat me now." ”

I saw Zhang Zhenren, who was dressed in a white robe and had white hair and beard, standing with his hands in his hands, and said with a smile: "Oh, grandson is so confident?"

"Well, but how to say it. Yang Zixu scratched his head and thought: How can I tell him? Saying that he is an immortal and knows immortal arts, I'm afraid this old man won't believe it.

"Grandpa, look. As he spoke, Yang Zixu recited the word 'soldier', and the Donghuang Bell on his chest protected his whole body like golden armor.

"Uncle Deadpool, you slash me a few times. ”

Deadpool was already there, not moving. Seeing that Zhang Zhenren did not object, he took out his sword and lightly slashed Yang Zixu's arm.

I saw Venus shining everywhere, and I didn't hit Yang Zixu at all.

"Hard, don't worry, you can't hurt me. Yang Zixu said confidently.

Yiqing looked at Zhang Zhenren again, and Zhang Zhenren nodded.

A clear heart: If you can't cut it, forget it. What if he really hurts him, can the ancestor spare himself?

Thinking of this, Yiqing used seventy percent of his strength to shave the hair on the top of Yang Zixu's head.

A burst of golden light came, only a muffled sound was heard, and as soon as he cleared it, he felt a strong force in his hand, and then the tiger's mouth shook, and the sword in his hand came out of his hand.

"Hex. Zhang Zhenren said, taking out a leather bag and shouting: "Fortunately, Poor Dao has black dog blood to break your demon art." ”

Yang Zixu couldn't cry or laugh, and was busy dodging, but Zhang Zhenren was so light and footwork. Yang Zixu dodged a few times, but was still grabbed by Zhang Zhenren's arm.

Yang Zixu panicked in his heart, what if his Donghuang Zhong was really afraid of this black dog's blood, being tainted, and losing his spirituality?

How did he know that this Donghuang Bell was an innate spiritual treasure, not to mention the black dog blood, even the blood of the heavenly dog had no effect.

Yang Zixu hurriedly accepted the Donghuang Bell, and suddenly felt that the wrist that was being grabbed tightened, not to mention the internal force, even the divine power could not be used for half a point.

Zhang Zhenren laughed, and the skin bag was stuffed into Yang Zixu's mouth.

"Master...... Master, this bloody ...... Don't drink. Yang Zixu just struggled twice, and felt that what was in his mouth was not dog blood, but the best liquor in the autumn.

"Good wine, good wine. Yang Zixu hugged his skin and drank.

"Bastard, leave some for grandpa. Zhang Zhenren said with a smile.

Zhang Zhenren turned around and said to Deadpool: "Deadpool, you go and catch a sheep, I haven't eaten roast mutton for a long time, and I can grow vegetables in my stomach." ”

Yiqing picked up the sword and stood quietly behind Zhang Zhenren.

"What's the matter, don't you talk about this kid in my ear every day? I can't be annoyed, so I brought you to Nanjing. Now that you've seen this kid, you're not talking again?" Zhang Zhenren said to Yiqing.

"Master. Yiqing's face suddenly turned red, playing with the sword spike in his hand, bowing his head and saying nothing.

"I'm going to pick up some twigs and I'll make a fire for cooking later. As soon as he spoke, he ran into the woods.

Zhang Zhenren smiled awkwardly and asked, "Zixu, grandpa poured you with a skin bag just now, why didn't you dodge?"

"Grandpa's martial arts are the best in the world, Zixu was caught in the vein, how to dodge the ......"

"Honest and untrue. Zhang Zhenren's face darkened and said sternly.

Yang Zixu saw that Zhang Zhenren was angry, and hurriedly put away his smiling face, at a loss.

Zhang Zhenren's face softened for a long time, and said, "Zixu, were you afraid that your grandfather would harm you just now?"

Yang Zixu was stunned for a moment, and said after a while: "Zixu's life was saved by his grandfather, and his martial arts were taught by his grandfather, without his grandfather, there would be no Zixu." How dare Zixu doubt his grandfather?"

Zhang Zhenren turned around and looked at him with round eyes, Yang Zixu looked up at each other, he was ashamed in his heart, what was there to fear?

After a while, Zhang Zhenren laughed, patted Yang Zixu's shoulder, and said, "Good grandson, grandpa didn't see the wrong person." ”

Zhang Zhenren looked in the direction of Nanjing City and said in a low voice: "It's a pity that those pair of grandsons are going to fight for life and death......"