The taste of home is especially true for the young demon king who has returned from the blood prison. ← I think about how much effort and effort was spent in order to compete for the qualification to go to the blood prison to experience. My grandfather is getting old and frail.
A seriously ill mother is an important presence that shakes the soul.
At this moment, he returned with Han Xiaoxiao and Lan Shuang'er. The passage of time in the blood prison is different from that in the outside world. After all, he has practiced in the blood prison for more than ten years, while in the outside world it only takes half a year. He fought fiercely
Then he died and resurrected in the body of another young man. Although he still looked like that young man, mentally, he was still an old man in his thirties.
It has to be said that the Zhuo family was torn apart in the past, which brought him many painful memories. But no matter what, for the young devil, this will always be a place where he can completely leave his back without any restraint.
At this moment, he returned.
He left the innate spiritual realm and now returned as an existence comparable to the divine realm.
From outsiders' perspective, it only lasts half a year. This is a variable that no one can imagine.
For more than ten years, Chihua City has not changed much. Walking on the spacious streets, a man and two women wore rough robes and linen clothes, walking low-key. However, the custard buns were left in sight by Zhuo Yifan.
Here, because if such strange beasts were openly displayed on this street, they would definitely attract countless eyes.
They came here to keep a low profile and did not want to have too much to do with the world. Even when they returned home this time, Zhuo Yifan planned to move the entire Zhuo family into the Blood Prison so that his relatives could get the best cultivation resources.
As they walked along, the people around them changed their looks and couldn't help but avoid these three people. When they passed by a post station, the horses there suddenly went crazy. It was as if they had seen the wild roar of wild beasts. Then they suddenly fainted.
Although the three of them restrained their aura, after all, the strong aura was too strong. If the world was compared to a container, the Blood Prison was naturally a large container, but this small container in the world could no longer accommodate them.
They are transcendent, they transcend, they need a broader world and a broader sky.
"Almost nothing has changed in half a year." Zhuo Yifan took in everything in his hometown, and couldn't help but feel a little warm in his heart. In just half a year, he went from being a useless commoner to becoming a god.
Return. It’s beyond mythical.
The Zhuo family's flat piece is still hanging there, unchanged. But what is strange is that it is wrapped with spider silk, and it seems that it has not been picked off and cleaned for a long time.
Just when Zhuo Yifan was looking at things and thinking about people, the heavy iron door opened, and a gray-haired old man walked out with a bundle.
The young man looked at the old man and suddenly stopped. He saw the old man in front of him limping down the steps in front of him with great difficulty. His face was yellow, haggard and old.
Zhuo Yifan's body was trembling, with excitement and anger. Is this his grandfather? The head of the Zhuo family, Zhuo Wentian? Who bullied this old man who was walking like a dragon and a tiger, and the breeze was unabated for half a year? Again.
Who made the Zhuo family fall into this miserable state?
At the same time, the old man also looked at the young man in front of him, but he just looked at each other, then lowered his head in despair, and staggered away in one direction, as if he was avoiding something.
"Chi!"
Suddenly, a rapid and harsh sound broke through the air. I saw a group of people flying towards the street in the distance. The intricate sound of horse hooves intertwined and they drove towards here at high speed. The young man in the lead held a bow in his hand.
The arrow was fired by him. It was pointed at the old man, as if he was going to kill him.
Zhuo Yifan was shocked and raised his hand to stop the arrow. At the same time, he looked deeply at it. He was just a young man in the Sanxuan Palace realm, but he actually wanted to kill his grandfather in front of him. It was simply
Don't know good from evil.
He was so angry that he almost had the urge to turn the pair of people into ashes, but he was stopped by Han Xiaoxiao. Because of his state, if he gets angry here, the entire Chihua City may cease to exist.
.
"Who are you? I advise you not to meddle in other people's business. I am here to kill Zhuo Wentian under the orders of Leader Fang. Get out of here. If you dare to stop me again, don't blame me for being rude!" The young man saw that his arrow was hit by someone.
Stop it and gnash your teeth.
"You have a large number of people. Aren't you ashamed to attack a seriously injured old man?" Han Xiaoxiao retorted, feeling that this young man had no eyesight and dared to shout like this with them.
"Are you from other places?" The young man looked Zhuo Yifan and the others up and down, and said with a sneer: "If you are distant relatives who have come to seek refuge with the Zhuo family, I think you have found the wrong person. The Zhuo family of the past no longer exists, and now
Chihua City, including the entire Great Qin Dynasty, belongs to Fang Leader Fang Batian! The Zhuo family used to confront Leader Fang in Chihua City, competing for resources, but now the tide has turned, and the Zhuo family will be expelled!"
At this point, the young man's face showed a bit of ruthlessness, and he said: "If you are distant relatives of the Zhuo family, then we will take it together!"
"Fang Zhenhan! I don't know these three people, and I have nothing to do with them at this time. I, Zhuo Wentian, do things for others. If you want to kill me, kill me. Let these three young people go." The old man put down his hands.
The burden came forward step by step, seemingly determined to die.
"Hahaha!" The young man laughed and said: "Zhuo Wentian, I didn't expect you to be here today. You were able to escape the first grade of junior high school, but you couldn't escape the fifteenth grade. Now the entire Qin Dynasty is controlled by Leader Fang. Do you think you escaped to the deep mountains and old forests?
Can you hide it from him? He expected you to come back today, so he set up an ambush here."
The old man smiled bitterly and shook his head: "I'm really touched by Leader Fang's aggressive move..." Then he looked at Zhuo Yifan and the others behind him, and said, "Young heroes, there is some silver and a map in their bags.
.If it is convenient, just follow the map and deliver the baggage to my daughter-in-law. If it is not convenient, I will leave these silver coins to a few young heroes..."
"Zhuo Wentian, before you die, I still have one question." The young man sneered: "You hid in the mountains and forests to avoid being hunted. In fact, you were hopeful that your grandson would come out of the blood prison.
Revenge you? Yes and no?"
When the old man heard these words, he fell silent for a moment, feeling infinitely sad and unable to hide it, and said: "He will definitely come out and avenge us! The Zhuo family will not be annihilated just like this! Just wait!"
Having said this, the old man looked at the sky, his heart was full of emotions, showing a bit of sadness, and sighed: "I believe that my grandson will definitely come back...definitely..."
"Definitely?" The young man laughed again: "There has been no news for so long, I'm afraid he died in it."
"Definitely, he will definitely come back!" The young devil couldn't bear it any longer, his eyes were red, he picked up the baggage and handed it over to the old man himself.
Tears filled his eyes. Even though he had completely changed, the hearts of his grandfather and grandson were connected at this moment.
"You are..." Mr. Zhuo's eyes widened, staring at Zhuo Yifan, with a look on his face that he had never seen since he entered his old age.
"Grandpa...I'm back..." Zhuo Yifan smiled, with tears in his eyes.
"What are you talking about? What did you call me?" Zhuo Wentian couldn't believe it. He didn't believe that the person in front of him was actually his grandson. They were two people, and their appearance had completely changed.
"Grandpa, I am your Fan'er!"
"Say it again..." The old man cried.
"Grandpa! I'm back!" Zhuo Yifan could no longer suppress his excitement and hugged the old man in front of him tightly. He used his mental strength to overcome everything he experienced in the blood prison. (To be continued...)