As soon as the words of the seventh golden crow fell, before the next reply, the golden dragon stepped forward and stopped the golden crow with great curiosity: "This kid shot your little bird just after saving his friend from this seat, this matter has something to do with me, why don't we do it once, and divide the victory and defeat, right?"

As soon as the Golden Dragon's words were finished, the Seventh Golden Crow smiled and said, "Since the Golden Dragon seniors want to intervene, I estimate that the other three divine beasts will also intervene, and the younger ones are definitely not the opponents of the seniors." Ahem, I won't take revenge, I'll leave first. Next day, you kid be careful, don't let us meet alone in the future!"

After saying that, his body turned into a long rainbow and disappeared into the sky.

Looking at his appearance, there was no trace of negative emotions after revenge was blocked, but he looked relieved.

"This kid is still a little interesting!"

"That's it, let's leave them alone, let's leave here today!"

A smile appeared on the golden dragon's face, and he glanced at the dry kui in the distance, and then said goodbye to everyone.

Haozhuang also took a look at the drought kui, if you don't look at the injured half of her face, I'm afraid she can really be regarded as one of the best peerless beauties in the world.

At this moment, he suddenly felt a trace of pain in his waist, and when he turned his head to look, it was Twilight Yusheng who was looking at it with a look of resentment.

A trace of embarrassment appeared on Haozhuang's face, and then he officially said goodbye to the golden dragon and went to Nanhou Mansion with the three divine beasts and the rest of his life.

"Master Hou, how is Nanchan now?"

Nan Bohou was a middle-aged man who looked to be only in his forties, and he looked like a brother to Nanchan's father. He was a burly man, and although he had just been injured in the breath of death, after some treatment, he was like no one else.

"Miss Twilight has already poisoned him, and she woke up once before. It's just that because of the injury to the vitality, it's good to recuperate for a while!" Nan Bohou glanced at the twilight next to Haozhuang, and then spoke.

Haozhuang also glanced at Twilight Yusheng with some surprise, and then said, "I didn't expect you to learn such an excellent medical skill in a famous place, it's really"

Twilight Yusheng's cheeks turned red inexplicably, and said, "No, it's nothing, it's just some small means." You, you talk first, I'll go down!" Listening to Haozhuang's praise, the twilight Yusheng, who had become a lot more cheerful and arrogant, inexplicably recovered her little daughter's nature, but after that, she turned around and left, making Haozhuang a little confused about her temper.

At the beginning, the rest of his life was naturally well-behaved and obedient, and he was an easy-going young man, but after exposing his daughter, he learned art from a famous man for ten years, and after he returned, he became a little arrogant. Now she has once again regained the nature of her daughter's family and has become well-behaved and lovely.

He also knew that the tsundere of the previous twilight was just a deliberate dissatisfaction because he was angry with him.

He lived in Nanhou's Mansion for three days, and after Nanchan woke up, he recuperated for a few days.

"Nanchan, you better go back to the Sword Sect with Gongzi Haozhuang, here, you can't help much. As Nan Bohou's dearest grandson, Nan Bohou didn't want Nan Chan to be in danger at all.

Although the demon side had retreated at this point, it was not clear when they would return. Therefore, after Nan Bohou saw that Nanchan had recovered from his injuries, he began to encourage him to return to the Sword Sect with Haozhuang.

At this time, Haozhuang had just integrated the Dragon Emperor Seal into the Sword of the Son of Heaven, enhancing the power of the Sword of the Son of Heaven by more than ten times.

His strength was rising steadily, and at this time, he had already reached the realm of the late stage of True Immortal. But for Haozhuang, the power of this sword of the Son of Heaven is still not enough.

It can't even compare to one-tenth of the power of the Shuren Sword, even if it meets Haoyu again, I'm afraid it will still be difficult to defeat it with his own strength.

Therefore, Haozhuang's mind came up with the ancient secret realm mentioned by Su Mei, and he wanted to find Xuanyuan, the sword of the imperial road there.

After Nanzen woke up, he talked to Nanzen about this time. Nanchan, who was already worried about Nan Bohou driving him away, couldn't hesitate anymore.

In his heart, he still attaches great importance to Su Mei, if Haozhuang and Su Mei and others go to the ancient secret realm together and encounter any danger, he is afraid that he will not be able to feel at ease for the rest of his life!

"Take me, let's go back to the Sword Sect first, and then let's go to Jinling together!"

Haozhuang was slightly stunned and said, "Isn't that ancient secret realm on the battlefield?"

Nanchan shook his head and said, "Mei'er once told me that the entrance to the ancient battlefield will only be opened once in a thousand years, and there is a labyrinth under the Jinling, and at the end of the labyrinth is another entrance to the ancient secret realm, which is said to have been set up by His Majesty the Yellow Emperor himself!"

Haozhuang nodded, didn't say anything more, and flew towards the Sword Sect with Dusk Yusheng and Nanchan and the three major divine beasts.

Because this time there was Xuanwu carrying everyone, it seemed a lot more idle along the way. Looking at the clouds, Haozhuang's mind became inexplicably complicated.

In his mind, the arrogant little child Nezha, with a simple and honest face, looked like a doll-sized three-eyed Yang Jian, and his nostrils were turned to the sky, and he was extremely arrogant.

He also had a preliminary acquaintance with these young Tianjiao, Meng and Yi were the oldest among the all, but they were both Confucian monks, and they attached the most importance to an accumulation.

As they grow older, their strength will become stronger and stronger, and they have all realized their own essence, and they are just the precipitation of time.

In the next 100 years, maybe it will really be the world of these younger generations! He looked at his hands, but the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, although he was not very old, he had already excluded himself from the ranks of the younger generation.

He was thinking about many things in a complicated way, and at this moment, a soft call suddenly sounded in his ears: "Haozhuang, I"

Haozhuang was slightly stunned, and glanced at the three-legged white bird standing on his shoulder, I don't know when, she had woken up, her eyes were full of clarity, and it seemed that even her sanity had recovered.

A hint of a smile hung on the corner of Haozhuang's mouth, and he couldn't help but reach out to touch the top of her head, and said softly: "It's good to be back." (To be continued.) )