An Xiaoyue, who was chasing from a distance, saw that she would encounter Chen Yan in ten minutes at most, but she did not expect that the sense of the Concentric Dragon Talisman would suddenly be lost at this time.
An Xiaoyue suddenly paused.
His face instantly turned pale.
The Tongxin Dragon Talisman cannot be sensed. Could it be that he is... dead?
"No, it won't!"
"He is so bad. Good people don't live long, and they cause trouble for thousands of years. He hasn't hurt me for a thousand years, so how can he die?"
An Xiaoyue was confused.
Immediately at the cost of burning essence and blood, he flew towards the location he just sensed.
It took five minutes and saved half the time.
But nothing is left here.
"Chen Yan..."
An Xiaoyue clenched her fists tightly, feeling extremely panicked.
...
And at this time.
Chen Yan was tied up with a whip by Lao Bangzi and taken to a place.
It was because of this whip that the concentric dragon talisman between Chen Yan's eyebrows was sealed at the same time, preventing An Xiaoyue from sensing his position.
As a result, Chen Yan took a look at the land.
How could it be so familiar?
Oh, isn’t this the Death Canyon of Wuji Country?
Wasn't this where Yuan Mu was kidnapped and almost became the ghost queen's husband?
"What did you bring me here for?"
"Is this Death Canyon your home base?"
Chen Yan was tied up, which reminded him of Qin Qin who was tied up and hung from the ceiling. It is said that this old man probably doesn't like men, otherwise he would be a fool.
Lao Bangzi ignored him.
But Chen Yan couldn't move his hands, and his whole body was sealed, so he could only talk and ask: "Senior, have you really lived for more than two hundred years? Then you are not from the Qing Dynasty? Is it the Qianlong era or the Jiaqing era?
Have you met the emperor?"
Chen Yan didn't expect Lao Bangzi to answer.
Unexpectedly, he said: "Of course we know each other, we are very familiar with each other."
"What does "familiar" mean? Have you ever been an official in the palace? Chief steward?"
The chief eunuch is the chief eunuch!
Lao Bangzi's eyes widened: "I am the national master."
Damn it, the Qing Dynasty is dead.
"When the Qing Dynasty was bullied by foreigners and even destroyed the dynasty, why didn't you, the imperial advisor, personally go into battle? Are you still alive and well now?" Chen Yan asked.
Old Bangzi's chin trembled, as if he was recalling the glorious past.
There was deep affection in his eyes.
What does it mean?
Old man, your expression tells me that you are thinking about women!
But I ask you why you are living well, but you are thinking about women. Is it because you are alive now because of women?
"Hey, Imperial Master, did you secretly sleep with the emperor's wife?"
He was talking nonsense, but Lao Bangzi said angrily: "Wan'er was originally my wife."
Well--
What story seems to be there?
Chen Yan was intrigued by gossip and asked, "Who is Wan'er? Which emperor's wife is her?"
At this time, Lao Bangzi had already brought Chen Yan to a place.
It is actually the innermost part of Death Canyon, a cave that Chen Yan and others have never seen before, and this place has obviously been carefully arranged and turned into a cave; once entering it, the aura is rich, no better than the one Long Miaomiao is currently in.
Jiuli Ling's realm is poor. Of course, this place is relatively small, and the total amount is certainly incomparable.
And here it is.
Chen Yan actually saw countless antiques.
Jade carvings, gem agate, gilt wine glasses, ancient calligraphy and paintings...
It's almost like a museum here.
Even the bed is very old and attractive, with dragons and phoenixes carved on it.
"Wow, what is that? A dragon chair?" Chen Yan stared at a large chair, his eyes fixed on it. If his mother-in-law Zhang Qian saw this antique, she would probably jump up with excitement.