This is the seventh year since the abyss magic prison came out.
At the beginning of the seventh year, during the process of fighting with the zombie dog demon, he won a staged victory for the first time.
Unlike the previous twenty -six times.
This time, the first wave of attacks of the zombie dog demon, although frozen Chu Yan's body, but Chu Yan's bloody blood gas was built in the instant, and the frost collapsed, and then he was like a thunder.
In the middle, I caught several treasures with both hands.
Then, in the second wave of the Zombie Dog Demon, it inspired the stable fish dragon body, and then returned to the time and space cage safely.
And this time, this time, after so many days, after returning to the time and space cage for the first time, it has not hurt the degree of vomiting blood.
Although there is a fishy sweetness in the throat, every time I come back, I spit blood arrows, and the tragic situation of smoothie in the blood is mixed. I don't know how many times.
In fact, the experience of more than twenty times, although the time is long, Chu Yan can feel that the balance of this war is constantly tilting towards himself.
This time I can carry a complete attack of the zombie dog demon, it means that if the victory is a door, then he now has a leg, and he has already stepped into this door.
"There are three more times, and there are at most three times. I must step on you under your feet." Chu Yan shouted and started to study this time. What are the heavens and earth treasures.
On this day, in the small town of green mountains, the hazy town, Zhao Tong passed through the path covered with bluestone slabs.
When he left Longji Mountain, his heart was full of an urgent desire: come back and see!
More than ten years ago, it was also such a smoky weather. He couldn't stand the oppression of his brothers' oppression of himself. Under anger, he broke the neck of the brothers who had bullyed him for several years, and then defeated the door.
After a few years, I entered Longji Mountain, and I never came out again.
But this time, he couldn't tell why. Seeing that so many bandits were beheaded. After the death, his violent emotions suddenly calmed down.
Calm is so calm that you will be punished even if you know that you return to the teacher, then you must come back.
Even if you die, you have to come back and take a look.
At the beginning of the year, if it is rainy weather, there will always be a cold in the air.
However, for a warrior like Zhao Tong, the alternation of the cold and summer will not have any impact.
At this moment, he took the oil paper umbrella, step by step, walking along the stone road in the memory all the way.
The rain was fascinated, floating around, and it was not very useful to hold the umbrella. This way, Zhao Tong's placket and even face were covered with a layer of water vapor.
Even locals, such weather will feel discomfort.
But at this moment, Zhao Tong's heart has only the memories that constantly pour from the bottom of his heart.
Walk along the slate road to the head, turn around, and go forward. At the place near the edge of the town, Zhao Tong saw the familiar boundary monument and Shimen in the memory.
Although it is a teacher, I also know that Zhao Tong's realm also knows that this is just a small martial artist with the highest realm.
Not to mention the country in Baoxiang, even in the Yun Aojiang State, there will be no name.
But for Zhao Tong, there is extraordinary memory here.
It is said that they are timid in the countryside, but at this time, for Zhao Tong, who is already very different from the past, there is no such emotion.
He took a few steps forward, lifted the oil paper umbrella up one angle, and looked up.
The next moment, Zhao Tong's body shook, and his face changed.
There are white lanterns hanging on the stone gate, white cloth entangled on the nearby pillars, and the guards at the door are also dressed in white cloth clothes.
"This is……"
Zhao Tong breathed a stagnation, and the next moment, he threw off the oil paper umbrella in his hand, took a big step, and rushed towards the door in front of him.
On the quiet afternoon, there were very few pedestrians on the road. It was located here, where he was passing by alone during the day.
But at this moment, the two guards at the door were seen a big man with a scum with a scum and a burly body, but his expression of losing his soul, rushing towards this side.
"Stopping, who are you, break through ..."
"Get away!"
Before the guard was finished, Zhao Tong was pushed away by Zhao Tong.
Although he is also a warrior, compared to the two guards, it is at least dozens of times stronger.
At this time, he pushed two guards, rushed into the gate, and then ran towards the depths according to his memory.
On the way, many people looked at him wrongly. I don't know where this big man who looked quite embarrassed came from.
Zhao Tong couldn't care about the eyes around him at this moment.
Even these people around them are men or women. He didn't care about what he looks like.
What he noticed at this time was that in the territory of this small school, white lanterns can be seen everywhere, white cloth plain.
This is clearly a manifestation of someone's death!
And when he thought of the age of Master when he was sentenced to a teacher at the time, Zhao Tong's heart continued to sink with the pace of forward.
Really want to be so cruel.
I managed to see through life and death easily, but when I returned here, did I face such a situation?
Zhao Tong gritted his teeth and moved forward quickly, his feet splashed out a large piece of water on the ground.
His body was soaked along the way, but at this time he couldn't care.
Run to a small building in the deepest part.
The door of the small building is closed tightly.
You can hear the voice of someone spoke.
Zhao Tong took a deep breath, walked over, and pushed open the door.
With a pot of charcoal burning in the house, when the door was opened, I felt a warmth.
In the room, an old man who looked extremely thin, seemed to be talking to the people on the opposite side a while ago.
When he saw the old man, Zhao Tong felt a sour nose, and his eyes became red instantly.
When the door was pushed open, the old man stopped talking to another person in the house, and turned to Zhao Tong, who came towards Zhengzheng.
When the old man saw Zhao Tong, he didn't look at the slightest face on his face, but just opened his mouth and opened his mouth: "Xiao Tong is back."
The tone was calm, as if Zhao Tong went out in the morning. At this time, please be safe just after the afternoon.
The sorrow that was generated at this moment even made Zhao Tong seem to forget that he had left here for more than ten years instead of going out in the morning. He just returned in the afternoon.
Another one in the room is a middle -aged man.
He looked at the old man, and then looked at Zhao Tong, his eyes revealed doubts.
Can be invited by the old man to this house. This middle -aged man is obviously very familiar with the old and this small school.
But for a while, he couldn't remember. In this small school, there was such a character.
But after a moment, a trace of stance in the eyes of middle -aged people.
His gaze fell on Zhao Tong, no longer speaking.
At this time, Zhao Tong stepped into the house.
His footsteps left a wet footprint on the ground.
When he came to the thin old man, Zhao Tong fluttered, kneeling on his knees, and heavily stuck on the ground.