The screams and rapid footsteps from outside came into the private room.

Ji Changan looked at the door with an uneasy expression, wanting to go out and see what was going on.

He looked at Uncle Lin and Uncle Zhou one after another, but found that the two of them remained unchanged and still toasted with the old man surnamed Chen beside him with a chat and laugh.

The old man refused everyone. He didn't know how many glasses of wine had already been given, but his face was rosy, but he was not drunk at all. Instead, he became more and more energetic when he drank.

Ji Chang'an felt tense and wanted to take the excuse to go out and take a look.

Before he could speak, the old man surnamed Chen held his shoulder and said with a strong smell of alcohol: "Chang'an, we haven't drunk it yet, come and have a drink!"

Then the old man held up his wine glass and looked at him with his eyes.

Ji Changan could only grit his teeth and toast a glass with the old man. The spicy wine poured into his throat, causing him to cough several times.

The old man sighed: "Chang'an, you can't do this. How can you talk about things with someone at the dinner table in the future?"

After saying that, the old man showed an expression of unbearable look back on the past and sighed:

"Now those [kings] overseas are not as good as before. They all learn bad things. They are bound by the alliances of that year, and there are still three years left in the armistice agreement, so those guys are now judging heroes by wine.

Even if you have poor drinking skills, you won’t be convinced even if you are strong. You have to be invincible on the arena, and you must not fall a thousand cups at the table.

Alas, I don’t know which bastard has brought the good atmosphere to a bad situation!”

The old man shook his head helplessly and felt deeply moved.

I just feel that the world is getting worse and the moral degradation is really unbearable!

Ji Changan was stunned, as if he was listening to a heavenly book.

Then I found that Uncle Lin, who was beside him, seemed to be choking, coughing desperately, his face flushed, and he hurriedly took the drink and sipped in a sip.

At this time, a pair of chopsticks held a piece of black pepper steak and placed it in his bowl.

Ji Changan looked down and found that it was Lin Luoran's work.

Lin Luoran picked up another steak and put it on the old man's plate. He looked at the old man with a smile and said softly:

"Grandpa Chen, don't you go and clean up if you are so messy outside?"

The old man suddenly showed a look of flattery, laughing so hard that he couldn't stop, and waved his hands repeatedly to indicate that it was okay.

The first true ancestor of the blood clan is to be the first true ancestor, and the thirteen clans will bow down to their subordinates in the future, and they will be very proud of themselves when they tell them!

In the future, I will meet Lao Bushi, the Mamen family who only knows how to talk about things based on their seniority. Once this matter is brought up, it will be a desperate kill that will be invincible in an instant!

The old man was happy and waved his hand as if nothing had happened on the surface, saying, "It's okay, no one will die in a short time."

"That guy Asmod wants to truly occupy the Demon City. He will not make any move to anger the earth here when his true body cannot come."

Only then did Ji Chang'an truly confirm that the person beside him was indeed the reinforcements that Minister Zhao Wujia and Zhao thought.

Ji Changan suddenly spoke:

"If he wants to truly occupy the Demon City, wouldn't he want to invade the World Sect, right?"

The old man looked at him with a little sympathy, nodded and pondered:

"Although the true body cannot be descended, that guy still has some ability. Maybe he will really force you to merge into the demon city under your name."

“…”

???

"But it's okay, Grandpa Chen helps you!"

The old man jumped up without waiting for Ji Changan, who had wide eyes after hearing the previous words, patted his shoulder vigorously, then patted his chest hard, and promised boldly.

Although he didn't have a deep relationship, Ji Changan inexplicably felt that this person was comparable to his Uncle Zhou.

He is known for being unreliable.

"Chang'an, have you been holding some questions in your heart for a long time? Take advantage of this time, just ask if you want to."

Zhou Huaizhi, who had not spoken for a long time, said leisurely.

Ji Changan was stunned for a moment and looked at Uncle Zhou who was leaning on the seat with hesitation.

Ask here?

Don’t you have to worry about this old man named Chen?

It seems to see the doubts in Ji Chang'an's heart.

Uncle Zhou smiled, stood up and pointed at the old man beside him.

He said something that made Ji Changan's mind buzz and his mind turbulent, but it seemed as if it was supposed to be.

"I will introduce you to you first. The person next to you is the nominal lord of the East Realm, [Dragon King] Chen Fusheng."

It's like a deafening thunder.

After the thunder.

It is a silent world that can be heard.

And the old man who supported the huge East Realm with one person and ranked first among the most powerful people in the world waved his hand and said with a smile:

"It's just a false reputation, don't care."

Zhou Huaizhi continued with a calm expression:

"Chang'an, today you asked about your doubts, but I will tell you everything I know!"

"And wait for you to finish asking..."

"The purpose of this Lord of the East Realm is to discuss a deal with you. No need to worry, I and you, Uncle Lin, will sit here to support you!"

When the shock that seemed to be separated from the world gradually drew from his body.

Ji Changan's consciousness turned back and sobered.

He looked at Uncle Zhou with a complicated expression for a long time before saying, "Why did you lie to me to open the realm gate of the Demon City?"

Zhou Huaizhi's expression remained unchanged and said: "This is what you will do sooner or later. According to your irresponsible father, the reason why he integrated the authoritarian remains of the old heaven into the realm of the demon city eight years ago was that he hoped to give you more protection."

"shelter?"

Zhou Huaizhi said lightly: "Only you can use that authoritarian remains, that is to say, when it merges into the realm of the demon city, no one in this world except you will be able to open the realm of the demon city."

"This trip to the Seventh Apostle was destined to return empty-handed."

Ji Changan was silent for a while and said, "Then when can I leave the Demon City?"

"In principle, when you can freely remove the authoritarian remains from the realm of the Demon City, you can leave the realm of the Demon City."

"After I can leave, I can go to find you?"

Zhou Huaizhi shook his head and said seriously: "Chang'an, you don't need to live for anyone. You can decide all your words, actions and behaviors, so you can do whatever you want."

Ji Changan gave him a blank look and said disgustedly: "If you can, just say a lot of things, show off?"

“…”

Zhou Huaizhi glared at the brat with annoyance.

Then there is silence

It seems that all the questions have been asked.

It seemed as if I had just asked the simplest and most insignificant questions, and it was difficult for the rest to speak.

Ji Changan stared at the middle-aged man who had always been regarded as an elder.

Finally, I have accumulated enough courage.

He asked a soft question that had been hidden in his heart for a long time.

"who I am?"

Who is he?

Where did it come from?

He had no memory of seven years ago, but when he faced that [natural disaster] last time, he recalled ancient scenes that did not belong to this era.

Deep in his memory, it seemed that an old man once indifferently asked himself who he was, where he came from, and where he was going.

He vaguely remembered that he just squatted down and was silent.

Don't speak or speak.

And just as he was anxiously waiting for the answer.

Ji Changan suddenly felt a warm and delicate touch coming from his five fingers of his drooping left hand.

It was Lin Luoran's hand.

The slender hand covered his five fingers, then linked his fingers and gently pinched his hand, as if giving him a little encouragement.

He turned his head and looked.

The girl smiled sweetly.
To be continued...