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Chapter 738 Planning

In the Qingfeng Restaurant, Song Qingyun gently took off her curtain hat, revealing her face of ice and jade bones. She looked at Chen Zhen and said in a cold tone: "We are going to Zi Zaimen. The journey is long and dangerous. I hope Master Chen

Give it a try or two."

"It's easy to talk about!" Chen Zhen smiled from the bottom of his heart.

If Song Qingyun can really be brought back to Zizai Sect, it will bring a lot of benefits to Chen Zhen himself and Luoxiang Valley. yyls

"Song Fairy, it's getting late, let's get on the road quickly!" The sky was dim and night was about to fall, but in order to avoid long nights and dreams, Chen Zhen didn't want to stay in the border town for too long.

"Okay!" Song Qingyun let out a long sigh in her heart. This is really a man in the world, unable to control himself.

At the moment, with Chen Zhen in front, Song Qingyun in the middle, and the two disciples behind, the group walked towards the outside of the restaurant.

Suddenly, an ordinary-looking young man walked up from the second floor to the third floor and blocked Chen Zhen's path.

Chen Zhen frowned, he couldn't sense the young man's cultivation level, maybe he was a mortal.

If it had been placed in another place, Chen Zhen would have beaten people long ago, but this is a border town, with puppets, monsters, ghosts and gods from all walks of life, and everyone could be kicked into trouble if he is not careful.

Chen Zhen let out a breath of air without revealing anything. He tried his best to make his expression easy-going. He looked at the young man and asked, "Fellow Taoist, do you know me?"

"I don't know you!" the young man said indifferently.

Chen Zhen looked the young man up and down. He was a very ordinary man. If it weren't for the ancient sword hanging on his waist, Chen Zhen would have thought he was a child of a wealthy family.

The stairway was just so wide, and Chen Yu couldn't get through even if Chen Yu stood there.

"Fellow Taoist, since we don't know each other, why are we blocking the way down?" Chen Zhen's hands hidden in his sleeves were tightly clasped together, proving that he was suppressing the anger in his heart.

A middle-aged man can bow down to an old man, but he will never allow his dignity to be trampled on by a young man.

The young man stretched out a hand, pointed at Song Qingyun, who had a look of astonishment on his face, and said, "She... is my disciple, you can't take her away."

Chen Zhen's expression was stunned, but Song Qingyun immediately understood that this strange young man was Chen Yu.

Even though Chen Yu changed his appearance, he could not change his behavior and temperament.

"It's a joke, Fairy Song is a closed disciple of Elder Huang Zhanhong of Zizai Sect. When did he become your disciple?" Chen Zhen scolded.

With a clang, the pure Jun sword was unsheathed, and the sharp blade touched the skin of Chen Zhen's neck, which was extremely cold!

Chen Yu said with cold eyes: "I'll give you a chance to rephrase your words. Do you want it? Or don't you?"

Chen Zhen's Adam's apple moved involuntarily, and Chen Yu drew the sword so fast that he didn't even react.

Behind Song Qingyun, Chen Zhen's two disciples were frightened. It was their first time to go out with Chen Zhen, and they had so little experience that they didn't even dare to draw their swords.

In the eyes of the two of them, in Luoxiang Valley, Chen Zhen was a high-ranking man who spoke the truth, but at this moment, there was a young man not much older than them who dared to use his sword against their master.

Without further hesitation, Chen Zhen said in a deep voice: "Fellow Taoist, I'm sorry, we recognized the wrong person. We didn't know that this fairy was your disciple. Please forgive me for disturbing you."

"I like people like you who are self-aware and know when to be a dragon and when to be a dog!"

Chen Yu put the Chunjun sword into its sheath and said expressionlessly: "Go to Zizaimen and tell Huang Zhanhong to prepare the coffin in advance. It can take as little as ten days or as long as one month. I will cover his coffin myself!"

"Dare I ask my friend...what's your surname?" Chen Zhen said with a gloomy look.

Chen Zhen didn't stay in the ancient ruins for too long. He only knew that Song Qingyun was taken away by a young man. He had never even heard of the name Chen Yu.

Therefore, in Chen Zhen's view, Chen Yu was seeking death by saying these words.

Who is Huang Zhanhong? The mainstay of Zizai Sect, one of the six major sects. In the entire Xuanling world, except for the heads of the six major sects, who can kill him?

Zheng, the pure Jun sword was unsheathed for the second time, the thin blade flashed across like lightning, and a trace of blood spattered out.

"Go away!" Chen Yu said calmly.

Chen Zhen's eyes widened angrily, his strong body was trembling slightly, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat. He didn't dare to say anything anymore, and rushed out of the Qingfeng Restaurant with his two disciples, panicking like a bereaved dog.

It wasn't until he ran out of the border town that the terrifying feeling of a knife on his back disappeared, and Chen Zhen gasped for air.

"Master...Master!" On the side, two disciples were trembling and pointed at Chen Zhen's cheek.

"What's wrong?" Chen Zhen asked upset.

"Master, that person...that person carved a word on your face!" the two disciples said in horror.

"What?" Chen Zhen was shocked. Just now, he thought Chen Yu just scratched his face with a sword, but he didn't expect it.

Chen Zhen wiped the blood from the wound clean, and there was an elegant word "Chen" on his cheek.



In Qingfeng Restaurant, Chen Yu ate exquisite dishes and chewed slowly. Song Qingyun, who was sitting opposite, was very impatient but very patient.

After finishing his meal, Chen Yu drank a glass of wine and then said, "Okay, just ask whatever you want!"

Song Qingyun took a sip of tea, moistened her dry throat, and said, "Master, where is Alice? Haven't you met her?"

Chen Yu said calmly: "I have met Alice. For some reasons, she has gone to the main realm."

"Main Realm!" Song Qingyun said in shock. After all, she had been in the Xuanling Realm for three years, so she naturally knew that there was a big realm above the small realm, and there was a main realm above the big realm, as well as the ones opened by the True God.

Ancient realm.

Chen Yu didn't want to say more, and Song Qingyun stopped asking. He just wanted to know that Alice was safe and sound.

"Master, where are we going next?" Chen Yu also thought about Song Qingyun's question for a long time.

"You go back to Earth first, to the Jianglin Sect, and tell my parents and everyone else that everything is safe with me in the Xuanling Realm."

"Cersei and you are both safe. Alice has gone to the main realm. Next, I will go to the Wuliang Sword Sect to find Qian Qian." The reason why Chen Yu did not let Song Qingyun stay with him was for her own good.

After all, the four great elders of Tiandao Sect, Tianyao Sect, Holy Spirit Sect, and Zi Zi Sect were all beaten by him. Next, it was the headmaster who took action.

The heads of the six major sects are not comparable to the six great elders!

"Okay, Master, I'm leaving now!" Acting vigorously and resolutely, this was Song Qingyun's style of conduct.

"Pay attention to safety!" Chen Yu urged.

With a gentle tap of her head, Song Qingyun quickly left the restaurant. Chen Yu didn't say it clearly, but her route out of the city was opposite to the previous three people from Luoxiang Valley.

This is the detail!

People who pay attention to details can often live longer in the world of immortality!

After drinking up the remaining wine, Chen Yu just wanted to get up to check out and leave the border town. He unexpectedly saw an acquaintance through the window on Qingshi Street.

A fat Taoist priest, who was extremely fat, pulled a female monk about thirty years old and walked towards an inn not far away.

"Mrs. Yin, you have been injured before, and there is Yin energy lingering in your body. You always feel weak and lethargic. Now let's go and get a room, and let me, the poor Taoist, heal your injuries with the Yang energy in your body." The fat Taoist priest's expression was extremely vulgar.

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"Ji Jianting!" Chen Yu, standing at the window, showed a rare smile.


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