Eternal gate

When Zhao Yun came out of the imperial garden, it was already dark.

Considering that he was a talented person, Queen Yu Ling even sent Concubine Long to see him off. The atmosphere along the way was as embarrassing as it could be.

Eh?

The patrol guards passing by couldn't help but raise their eyebrows when they saw this.

What a princess! He actually sent Ji Hen to him personally.

"That night was a misunderstanding."

Zhao Yun broke the silence between the two with a word. Although he couldn't explain it clearly, there was something he said! It still needs to be said.

"If you dare to mention this again, I will send you to hell."

Concubine Long said lightly, and the fire in her eyes seemed to have never been extinguished. If it weren't for this talent, it wouldn't be complete until it was reduced to ashes.

Zhao Yun laughed dryly and kept silent.

While they were talking, the two of them had already stepped onto the Dragon Bridge.

Coincidentally, before reaching the end, she saw a familiar figure. Concubine Long recognized her as Zhao Yun's old friend: Yin Ming.

"Ji Hen?"

Seeing Zhao Yun, Yin Ming couldn't help but narrow his eyes.

That night, he sent the old ghost Yinshan to kill Ji Hen and get the ring by the way. It has been several days, but he has not seen the old ghost Yinshan, and Ji Hen is also alive and well. This makes him...very puzzled. .

It was even more unexpected to meet him here.

Moreover, he was still with the Dragon Concubine, which made him very unhappy. The Daxia Dragon Concubine was his, and Ji Hen was nothing.

"I've met the princess." Yin Ming bowed his hands.

"Why are you here late at night?" Concubine Long smiled politely.

"Grandpa is looking for me." Yin Ming smiled and looked at Zhao Yun, "It's a surprise to meet Junior Brother Ji here."

"It's fate!" Zhao Yun smiled, smiling on the outside, but hiding murderous intent in his heart. He almost lost his life that night. Sooner or later, he would have to settle the account with Yin Ming.

Not only does he want to calculate, but Feng Wu is also waiting?

"Let's go." Long Fei took the lead.

Zhao Yun hurriedly followed, not wanting to stay here any longer.

Behind him, Yin Ming's face was particularly ugly.

"Can we find Yinshan?" Yin Ming asked.

"No news." Beside him, the old ghost from Jinshan shook his head.

"Keep looking." Yin Ming said coldly, "Also, check why Ji Hen is here and what he is doing."

"Understood." Old Ghost Jinshan nodded.

Yin Ming left, feeling angry in his heart.

And this fire is aimed at Ji Hen, and also at the old ghost Yinshan. I asked you to assassinate Ji Hen. Where the hell have you gone.

"In my immortal mountain."

This would be Zhao Yun's answer.

He had to deal with the old ghost Yinshan carefully. He would not let him go. Letting him go would be a disaster. He would be of great use in the future.

Thinking of the kidnapping, he glanced at Concubine Long.

If I tie up the princess, how much will it cost?

"Thank you princess for sending me off."

After leaving the palace gate, Zhao Yun bowed in a serious manner.

Before Concubine Long could say anything, the guy turned around and ran away. Perhaps he was running too fast, and even missed a step, causing him to fall and chew on the mud. After that, he got up and continued running.

That posture was like running for his life, rolling and crawling.

It's better to run faster. It's safer to run faster. The palace is not a kind place. I'm so touched to be able to come out alive.

"Am I...that scary?"

Concubine Long twitched the corner of her mouth, and a few moments later, she covered her mouth and snickered again. Ji Hen's embarrassed posture was really funny.

Entering the street again, Zhao Yun went straight to Qinglou.

However, when he arrived at the gate of Qinglou, he was arrested.

Who was caught? He was caught by people from Linglong Mansion.

Look! Or did Linglong have the foresight to know that he would go out to drink wine, so she went out to find someone instead of just waiting for him?

In the middle of the night, Linglong was still awake and was drinking tea in the pavilion. In other words, she was waiting for Zhao Yun and wanted to chat with him.

"Master is so excited."

Zhao Yun's face was a little dark. He was brought here by an old man. After all, he was the number one in the new sect! I was picked up everywhere I went.

"Have you seen it before?" Linglong smiled.

"Um."

While Zhao Yun was looking back, he looked sideways in all directions. It was Hong Yuan's disciple's mansion! There are many treasures, exotic flowers and plants, strange rocks and spiritual springs everywhere, making your hands itchy to look at them.

"You...are you hiding something from me?" Linglong said.

"What aspect is Master referring to?" Zhao Yun looked back.

"Your origin." Linglong looked at Zhao Yun with a smile.

"My net worth is very clean."

Zhao Yunyi said righteously, he didn't even enter the pavilion, he just stayed outside, and was always ready to escape. With a blink of an eye, he could run twenty feet away. This bitch was looking for him late at night. I'm afraid something bad will happen.

Mainly... afraid of getting beaten.

"In my memory, there is also a person who is as outstanding as you." Linglong took a sip of tea and then looked at Zhao Yun with a smile, "You two are equally incredible."

"But I don't know who Master is talking about." Zhao Yun asked.

"Forget the ancient city...Zhao Yun."

"Master and ancestor all praise him so much, he must be very extraordinary."

"Have you ever seen him?"

"No."

Zhao Yun didn't squint his eyes. His legendary actor-level acting skills could not be surpassed anywhere. Knowing that Hong Yuan's apprentice was testing him, he had to stand up to the challenge and his acting was flawless.

Linglong remained silent and just looked at Zhao Yun quietly.

After reading it, she was convinced that Zhao Yun did not lie to her.

After a long time, she stretched and stood up, "Follow me."

Zhao Yun didn't know why and followed him.

The two of them entered a bamboo forest one after the other.

Deep in the bamboo forest, there is a spiritual pool, or to be more precise, a thunder pool, in which thunder and lightning are torn, the aura is overwhelming, the water in the pool is filled with luck, and the essence is extremely rich and majestic.

"Good Spirit Pool."

Zhao Yun's eyes sparkled when he saw it.

Cultivating in such a treasured place will get twice the result with half the effort.

"Go in." Linglong said.

"How...how can I be so embarrassed?" Zhao Yun went down with a puff. His master loved him so much, so he had to give him face.

Linglong glanced at him sideways. It was rare to see such a down-to-earth junior. Every time she saw Ji Hen, her hands felt inexplicably itchy.

"good."

Zhao Yun grinned and sat cross-legged. The water in the pool was very strange. Not only was it rich in essence, it also contained thunderous breath. Inhaling it into the body could nourish the body and increase the power of the thunder.

"Practice well."

Linglong yawned, turned around and left.

If her master hadn't told her to improve Ji Hen's cultivation level in the shortest possible time, she wouldn't have been willing to let Ji Hen come here to practice.

"Thank you, Master."

Zhao Yun's words came from his heart.

As he said that, he closed his eyes, started to use the technique, and introduced the pond water into his body to cleanse his limbs, internal organs, and eight meridians. Every drop of blood was also tempered.

The night is getting deeper.

Zhao Yun is like an old monk sitting in meditation, with a majestic appearance.

Suddenly, reflected in the bright moonlight, he closed his eyes and crossed his legs, and there was a playful arc at the corner of his mouth. It was not his expression, but that grimace. At this moment, it took control of his mind. The ferocious face was eerie and strange. , also violent and bloodthirsty.

Zhao Yun didn't know this.

Linglong herself didn’t know this.

Moon God did know, but he had no time to care.

Speaking of fighting the curse, how difficult is it! It was a battlefield without gunpowder. She was beaten so hard that she couldn't lift her head up. God's blessing was not much better. She could only resist hard. Only when Zhao Yun's cultivation level improved would he have a chance to make a comeback.