On the walls of Tianwang City, the White Wolf King flags fluttered in the wind, which was so spectacular.

The Jiang family and the Wang family started a war. Although there were more guards guarding the city, for now, the pedestrians still had free access.

Zhang Zichen and the other two followed the crowd and easily got into the city.

The city is crowded with people and is extremely lively, and it is more than several times more people than before.

"There are more and more people from outside the city, and these are sent by people from outside to support the Wang family."

Under Wang Xiongjiao's explanation, Zhang Zichen understood a lot.

The Jin clan has many surname families. Now that the two largest families of King Jiang have started a war, those small families naturally have to choose their positions.

"Come with me, let's go to the patriarch's residence now! Rescue Miss Yue!"

Wang Xiongjiao and Zhang Zichen and his group shuttled through the crowd.

But Zhang Zichen stopped him. Zhang Zichen grabbed Wang Xiongjiao and said softly: "No now."

"No?" Wang Xiongjiao was a little excited, "Zhang Zichen, are you afraid of seeing so many guards?"

"It's not that I'm afraid." Zhang Zichen explained, "Captain Jiao, think about it yourself. Although we are not weak, how bad is the strength of your Wang family? How bad is Wang Yi's strength? We rush into the city lord's mansion to save people so recklessly is tantamount to seeking death!"

When Wang Xiongjiao heard this, he thought for a while and gradually calmed down.

After pausing, he seemed to think what Zhang Zichen said was very reasonable.

Zhang Zichen and the others were very strong, but Wang Yi was not a soft persimmon. Otherwise, he would have been unable to kill the patriarch Wang Chuanqing and replace him.

Thinking of this, Wang Xiongjiao shuddered and said with apologies: "Zhang Zichen, I'm sorry! It's just that I was eager to save people just now, so..."

"Okay, don't say it." Zhang Zichen stopped him, "There are so many people here. I'll find an inn around the city lord's mansion, and then secretly find out the news. When the time is right, we will save people in one fell swoop."

Zhang Zichen glanced around and saw that it was on the street, and there were people coming and going. Fortunately, no one paid attention to them, and no one heard what they said.

Zhang Zichen breathed a sigh of relief. In this place, there are many dangers, so it is better to be cautious.

Otherwise, it would be not enough for only a few of them to be buried here.

As he was talking, the crowd automatically gave way on the street.

This strange action puzzled Zhang Zichen. He looked over and saw a group of about fifty golden infantrymen walking slowly not far ahead.

However, among these fifty golden armored infantry, one was majestic. He was wearing golden armor and three large red gems on his helmet.

Moreover, among the fifty people, he was the only one riding a mount.

His mount was not a horse, but a huge white giant wolf. The white wolf had long hair and fierce eyes. When he walked forward, the wolf's mouth occasionally opened, revealing its scarlet tongue and sharp teeth inside, with a murderous aura.

"Who is this man? So majestic?" Zhang Zichen became puzzled.

"This... this is... Wang Qingtian!" Wang Xiongjiao looked at the man riding in the white wolf and said in surprise. He felt like he lowered his head and hid behind Zhang Zichen, Ding Yao and others, as if he was afraid of being seen by the other party.

"Wang Qingtian?" Hearing this familiar name, Zhang Zichen was stunned for a moment and asked quickly, "Captain Jiao, is this person Wang Qingtian?"

"That's right! He is the captain of the former patriarch's mansion. I am taking over his shift. Can I not know him?" Wang Xiongjiao lowered his head, his voice lowered, and said, "And Miss Yue's favorite thing before was this hypocrite, and I hate him so much."

"What do you mean?" Seeing Wang Qingtian still patrolling swagger, Zhang Zichen guessed that something must have happened between Wang Xiyue and Wang Qingtian.

"Oh! It's hard to describe it!" Wang Xiongjiao sighed, "Wang Qingtian is from the lineage of Elder Wang Yi. He is quite talented in the Wang family. He has been practicing for 1,500 years and has entered the realm of Daluo Golden Immortal."

"He is already 1,500 years old?" Zhang Zichen looked at the young man and felt a little unbelievable, "How could Miss Yue, that stupid girl, fall in love with such an old monster?"

"What are you talking about? "," Ding Yao replied, "We who cultivate the truth, age is all external things, and whether we like or not is the most important thing."

Zhang Zichen naturally understood this principle.

As a practitioner of Taoism, he often absorbs the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to protect his body, nourishes his skin, internal organs and bones, so that those who practice Taoism will not grow old easily. This is one of the benefits of practicing Taoism.

Therefore, although Zhang Zichen, Ding Yao and others are both decades old, they do not look old.

And as their cultivation increases, they appear younger and more elegant.

In other words, it means that men are becoming more and more handsome, while women are becoming more and more beautiful.

Of course, among the monks, there are also some old men and middle-aged people.

Old men, such as Yuan Yangzi, Wei Suo, Wang Yi and others, either when they broke through the realm, their bodies were already like this, or as the passage of life, their physical functions were slowly getting older until they died.

Cultivators also have a lifespan, but their lifespan is relatively longer. If they cannot reach the realm of eternal life, even powerful monks will eventually die when their physical functions fade.

Therefore, in the world of monks, it is not strange that Wang Xiyue likes this upright and elegant "old monster" Wang Qingtian.

It’s just that Wang Xiyue is his friend, so Zhang Zichen is a little unacceptable.

Thinking of this, Zhang Zichen sighed and asked, "Captain Jiao, you just said that Wang Qingtian is from the lineage of Elder Wang Yi. He is a master of the Daluo Golden Immortal Realm, so can't he escape with Miss Yue?"

"Zhang Zichen, didn't you hear me just now? Is this Wang Qingtian a hypocrite?" Wang Xiongjiao said disgusted, "It was him at the beginning. He took advantage of the trust of the patriarch and the favor of Miss Yue to take the opportunity to rebel. He first killed the eldest master in secret, and then captured Miss Yue and used it to force the patriarch to commit suicide."

"Did Wang Chuanqing commit suicide?" Zhang Zichen was stunned. Although he had been with Wang Xiongjiao for so long during this period, he only heard that Wang Chuanqing was killed and Wang Xiyue's brother was also killed, but he did not ask carefully how Wang Chuanqing died.

Thinking about it now, Zhang Zichen felt that he was a little negligent.

He asked quickly: "Captain Jiao, did the royal clan leader commit suicide?"
Chapter completed!