Seeing Zi Yihou leaving, Zhao Yun breathed a sigh of relief.
This is a muddy water, and his words tonight have undoubtedly muddied the muddy water even more. Whether it is the Corpse Clan, the Blood Clothes Sect or the Demon Cave, they are all enemies. No matter which one the Daxia Royal Family deals with, it will be beneficial to the Demon Family.
As for how much Zi Yihou can distinguish, it all depends on his skill.
Anyway, let’s clear ourselves out first.
After all, he still has the reputation of being a hero. .??.
Hmm. I am smart.
"Don't leave the clan these days."
Linglong left a word, turned around and left.
Zhao Yun took a quick step to catch up and tugged at the corner of Linglong's clothes, "Mental damage compensation."
"Just now, if I didn't smooth things over, would you have been able to get out alive?" Linglong glanced sideways.
"I lost everything to buy information." Zhao Yun exclaimed.
"I owe you first." Linglong took a step forward and disappeared in an instant.
Zhao Yun didn't chase him, and he couldn't catch him if he chased him.
However, the performance of this scene is still good. He is the director, and the real protagonist is Linglong. Some words must be spoken with enough weight from her mouth, otherwise Zi Yihou will give up?
As soon as I left the lobby, I saw Zidu.
That guy's face didn't look very good.
Originally, it was not easy to catch this guy, but there was also a big charge, which I didn't expect! He was acquitted, and even the Marquis of Ziyi committed suicide himself, so there was no big fuss when he arrived.
Zhao Yun ignored him and walked out of the Demon Suppression Division.
Entering the street again, pedestrians looked at me strangely.
Colluding with the Demon family is a serious crime. I heard that even Linglong and Ziyihou went there, but nothing happened to this guy. It is not in line with Ziyihou's behavior! Or is there a powerful person behind Ji Hen?
The background is like Daxia Hongque or Daxia Hongyuan.
Tonight, Zhao Yun did not go to Qinglou.
Ever since he left the Demon Suppression Division, someone has been following him secretly.
How could someone who must be the Marquis of Ziyi believe everything he says? There are some things that are better to be monitored secretly. If a small martial artist doesn't believe it, he won't reveal his flaws. Only then will the Marquis of Ziyi really take action.
Zhao Yun had expected this.
After leaving the imperial capital, he went all the way to Tianzong.
When passing by Yuling Peak, he went to see Long Fei. She was still sleeping peacefully in the ice. On Qingyu Peak, the friends were still awake. They all sighed when he saw him coming up. They had all heard about Ji Hen.
He was caught and later released without charge. I really can’t figure out how this guy was fooled by Zi Yihou.
Huanmeng is also there, so he should be aware of it.
Someone's acting skills are actor-level.
"Let's talk tomorrow."
Zhao Yun smiled, waved his hand, and returned to the attic.
After that, we locked the door tightly and took out the broken black armor. It had been exploded by the Holy Son of the Corpse Tribe before. It was impossible to repair it. We had to make another one. There was also a black iron whip, which had to be copied.
He is very busy, Tianzong
But not calm.
Linglong came in person and was looking for Yang Xuanzong.
"How can this be."
Yang Xuanzong's shock could only be heard by Linglong. After looking at the list of spies, he was beyond shocked. The three characters "Bai Xuanshi" were particularly dazzling. His identity was too special.
The two had been planning for a long time.
The person has not been arrested, but needs to be screened first.
Wouldn't it be embarrassing if the wrong person was arrested? This would have to be done secretly.
For three days, Zhao Yun was not seen leaving the room.
Ling Fei and the others did not bother him, but when Zhao Yun retreated, they were all holding back their big moves.
Stab! Stab!
In the attic, the sound of thunder and lightning tearing could be heard endlessly. A pair of mysterious black armor had basically taken shape. Zhao Yun was using thunder and lightning, combined with the lunar energy and the mysterious and yellow energy, to carve out secret patterns, or in other words, formation patterns, which were precious.
It's not the material, but the forbidden formation on the black armor.
This process is quite lengthy.
It wasn't until the ninth day that Zhao Yun stopped.
The Xuanjia has been forged, shining with a mysterious black light. The secret lines on it seem to be alive one by one, and then disappear into the Xuanjia. Zhao Yun has tested it in a clone, and the power and counter-injury are both strong enough.
"good."
Zhao Yun smiled and accepted the black armor.
After that, there was the iron whip that was specially used to strengthen the spirit. He had already selected the material, which was a piece of golden black iron. It was tempered by the sky thunder and cast into the shape of an iron whip. The edges and corners on it were all exquisitely carved.
Also like Xuan Jia:
What is precious is not the material, but the restrictions on it.
It is easy to refine an iron whip, but difficult to carve the forbidden secret pattern.
In the blink of an eye, it’s nine days again.
For nine days, the Tian sect was peaceful.
However, this so-called peace is only on the surface. Yang Xuanzong and Linglong have taken action. All spies identified through screening will be made to disappear overnight, either killed or placed under house arrest. No one knows where they went.
When outsiders ask questions, they are on a secret mission.
"It's true."
Under the moonlit night, Linglong murmured to herself.
Yang Xuanzong beside him also took a deep breath. Less than half of the list given by Ji Hen had been confirmed and confirmed that they were spies. As for the remaining half, they were still being screened one by one.
Not surprisingly, they are all spies.
This shows how overbearing the Magic Intelligence Network is.
Therefore, Ji Hen's line cannot be broken. Rather than looking for it on his own, it is better to borrow the power of the Demon Family, the inheritance of the Ninth Demon General, and focus on intelligence. With the help of the Demon Family, you can get twice the result with half the effort.
On the tenth day, Zhao Yun walked out of the room.
Went out to eat.
Fucked two
He retreated into the room again while holding the basin of rice.
"What is this thing doing in there?"
Ling Fei muttered and opened the window more than once.
Everyone was also puzzled. When Zhao Yun came out just now, his hair was quite disheveled and there was a lot of stubble on his mouth. It was obvious at a glance that he had not rested for a long time. With such dedication, he must be doing big business.
"It's tonight."
Zhao Yun rolled up his sleeves and was full of energy.
In the middle of the night, a buzzing sound was heard coming from the attic. The iron whip specially designed to invigorate the spirit was finally made. Compared to Wang Zha's black iron whip, this one was golden and the whole body was radiant. ??
pound!
To test the power, Zhao Yun knocked on his forehead.
How it feels! It’s not very good. When I whip it down, my head is buzzing.
"I'll name you: Soul Whip."
Zhao Yun rubbed his head and grinned.
The more pain he felt, the more powerful it proved that this soul-beating whip was even more powerful even with a martial spirit. Without a martial spirit, it would have been so painful to receive such a whip. In fact, he actually asked someone to test it.
ah!
That night, there were so many screams on Qingyu Peak.
For example, Su Yu, Ling Fei, and Jian Nan were all slapped by this guy, and they were all having sweet dreams. Such a whip suddenly turned into a nightmare, especially Jian Nan, who howled most domineeringly.
He was whipped by Zhao Yun, and after that, he was pinned to the bed by Mu Zhaoxue and given a hammer blow.
"good."
Under the crooked neck tree, laughter continued.
Zhao Yun held the soul-beating whip in his arms, breathing hard and wiping it with his sleeve until it was shiny. This was just the first one, there were second, third, and fourth ones, and everyone in his family had one.
In the future, when fighting against others, just smash them to death. Without martial arts, who knows how uncomfortable it will be.
"Come."
In the early morning, before it was bright, I heard Yang Xuanzong's call.
Zhao Yun put away the iron whip, slipped down the mountain, and went straight to the headmaster's mountain peak.
As soon as they reached the top of the mountain, they saw two people sitting in the pavilion. One of them was Chu Wushuang, who was disguised as a man. At first glance, he looked like a little scholar. As for the other person, he was a young man in plain clothes. He was born with a majestic appearance and eyes like stars.
, black hair like a waterfall, and full of awe-inspiring righteousness. In addition, there is an evil spirit engraved in the bones and imprinted in the soul, which can only be tempered on the battlefield.
"Tianyu?" Zhao Yun murmured.
Regarding the younger generation, I am afraid that only Tian Yu has such aura. Tianzong ranks second. The grandson of Commander Yu Long has been guarding the border a few years ago. He has been baptized on the battlefield. Since his birth, he has been regarded by his grandfather.
The general is trained, and no doubt, he will be the next commander-in-chief of the Dragon Royal Army.
He had only heard of Tianyu's name.
Today, it was the first time I saw a real person. He came back from the battlefield. It should be an order from above. This is not important. The important thing is that I met a real person. He looked particularly pleasing to the eye and dared to go to the battlefield.
All of them are strong-willed men, and Tianyu is the outstanding one among them.
"Senior brother, being famous is not as good as seeing him."
Zhao Yun smiled and stepped into the pavilion.
The closer the distance is, the more clearly he can see. Otherwise, it can be said that he is someone who has been on the battlefield. Tian Yu's heritage is extremely rich and he has a special bloodline. Zhao Yun has never seen it before, and he only knows that his Qi and blood are powerful.
As for cultivation, it is a proper Ksitigarbha realm.
Looking at the entire Tianzong disciples, I am afraid that only Tianyu is in the Ksitigarbha realm.
The number one dragon concubine would never be his match if she didn't transform into the Nine-Tails.
"The rumors do not deceive me."
Tian Yu smiled, even if Zhao Yun was rejuvenated, he could still see that for such a small man, his energy and blood were extremely majestic, as bright as the river and sea, especially those eyes, which were also wise and profound.
Can't fight.
Tian Yu's heart shivered and he knew himself.
Ji Hen's reputation is not something he can say, it is gained through battle after battle. In terms of performance, he is completely defeated. In terms of combat power, he also considers himself invincible. He feels that it is more effective than actual combat.
"Senior brother praised me."
Zhao Yun smiled and climbed onto the stone bench.
After it was over, he stepped forward and grabbed a spiritual fruit from the table. Tian Yu was okay, but Chu Wushuang looked at him. His eyes were not very kind. He had a pair of beautiful eyes, but there was always a fire blooming. He saw Zhao Yun.
, then he unconsciously recalled what happened that night, and how he was almost raped by this guy.
"You can't always hold grudges."
Zhao Yun pouted, always thinking it was because of the new sect competition?
It's also Linglong's fault for not telling the truth. If he knew the truth, he would probably feel a lot better. He almost tainted Chu Wushuang's innocence. A beating would be a light punishment, and beating him to death would relieve his anger.
"The master called us here, what's the matter?"
Zhao Yun took a bite of the spiritual fruit and looked at the two of them.
Both of them shook their heads, and it was easy to see that there was worry in their eyes. The court was not peaceful, the borders were not harmonious, and the countries were restless. Because the foundation of ancestor Hongyuan was damaged, they were afraid that something bad would happen to Daxia.
Zhao Yun certainly understands.
The handsome lady Chiyan has returned to the border, and there is probably a war going on.
Recently, the Tianzong has also been undercurrent. Guiming, Wumei Lao Tao and Youquan Ancestor are still sending people in. They are all well-cultivated and hold important positions. They are obviously here to seize power. Hongyuan can recover.
Fortunately, if it has been criticized for a long time, it would be strange not to change it in Daxia.
While talking, Yang Xuanzong arrived.
"I've met the headmaster."
Seeing this, the three of them stood up and saluted.
Yang Xuanzong waved his hand and smiled gently.
"Uncle, please come to us."
Zhao Yun opened his mouth and looked at Yang Xuanzong tentatively.
Yang Xuanzong took a deep breath and said only three words: Enter the Demonic Land.