"Since Master Yan is so kind-hearted, then we'll leave." Zhao Lingjun laughed, then picked up the shaking Suzaku and jumped onto the snake's back.

"Let's go?" When Yan Xiaoyi came to his senses, Zhao Lingjun, Wu Xiaoye and others were already sitting on the nine-headed giant snake, flying so much that they could not even see the shadow.

Yan Xiaoyi stayed in the local area, her face turned white and red. If it weren't for this time, Ling Yunzi, the junior brother next to Yan Xiaoyi, shouted "Senior Brother". Perhaps Yan Xiaoyi would have been unable to help but find a rope to hang himself alive.

"Junior brother, what's the matter?" Yan Xiaoyi's nose felt sour. Yan Xiaoyi usually had the best relationship with Ling Yunzi. Yan Xiaoyi thought Ling Yunzi must have spoken to comfort him. However, Ling Yunzi's next words almost made Yan Xiaoyi feel angry.

"Senior Brother, the purple gold glazed cover of Liangzun is gone."

"What, what did you say?"

"The master's purple gold glazed cover can't be found." Ling Yunzi looked at Yan Xiaoyi who was about to be crazy and clicked on the open space on one side. "I was there with the Changfeng Sword just now, but in a blink of an eye, the Changfeng Sword was still there, but the purple gold glazed cover disappeared."

"Zhao Lingjun, you are cruel enough." After Yan Xiaoyi was stunned, he suddenly understood what was going on. "I won't let you go even if I become a ghost."

"Yan Xiaoyi."

Just as Yan Xiaoyi was so depressed that he wanted to hit the rocks in front of him, Yan Xiaoyi heard the voice of Yihen.

"Master, are you awake?" Yan Xiaoyi turned his head and saw Yihen lying on the ground looking at him with his eyes open.

As soon as he saw Yihen awake, Yan Xiaoyi thudded and knelt in front of Yihen. "Master, the disciple is incompetent. Not only did he let Zhuque go, but he also lost the most treasure of the sect, the purple gold glazed cover. Please punish him."

Yan Xiaoyi knelt in front of Yihen, not even dared to raise his head. Yan Xiaoyi thought that Yihen would be angry to death when he heard his words.

But what surprised Yan Xiaoyi was that Yihen tried hard to raise half of his body from the ground and said to himself weakly. "You did a good job just now."

"What?" Yan Xiaoyi felt that he must have heard it wrong.

"You did a good job." Yihen repeated again. "You just promised that young man named Zhao Lingjun that it was right to let Zhuque go."

"What?" Yan Xiaoyi felt even more confused. "You woke up just now?"

"Yes, I woke up shortly after the young man appeared, but I didn't make a sound." Yihen nodded and continued to say weakly. "Did you miss the ring on his hand?

"The ring on his hand?" Yan Xiaoyi shook his head.

"The ring in his hand is the Witch King Ring of the Witch King Gu Xuanbei." Yihen looked at Yan Xiaoyi and sighed, as if he was missing Gu Xuan's glory at that time. "It seems that he is the one who broke the Demon Subduing Array and released the Vermilion Bird."

"What? Master, since you know that it was the Vermilion Bird he released, why don't you remind us and let them go?" Yan Xiaoyi looked at Yihen in disbelief.

"I will let you do it, and you will die." Yihen said weakly. "Of course two of them have reached the top of the Three Flowers and the Five Qis of the Yuan Dynasty, plus the nine-headed giant snake, and I and Yijing Junior Brother, if they are not injured, they may be able to fight. If you go up, you will only be able to die. But I think the young man has a serious face and is not a traitor, so you can let him go."

"Two three flowers gather together, five qi to the Yuan Dynasty?" Yihen's words made Yan Xiaoyi gasp in his air. "In addition to the young man named Zhao Lingjun, there is another one who has also reached the realm of three flowers gather together, five qi to the Yuan Dynasty?"

"Well, it's the girl in black." Yihen narrowed his eyes, as if he was recalling Wu Xiaoye's appearance. "A very beautiful girl, more beautiful than the girl your master had crushed when he was young."

"Bang", Yan Xiaoyi almost fell head-on on the dark mountain road.

"Haha" In the dark night sky, Zhao Lingjun and others flew away from the territory of Danxia Mountain in an instant. Zhao Lingjun, who was sitting in the nine-headed giant snake, stroked the purple gold glazed cover in his hand that looked like a purple wood bowl, and was extremely proud.

"Thank you." The sickly Vermilion Bird sat on the other end of the nine-headed giant snake and said to Zhao Lingjun.

"You're welcome." Zhao Lingjun smiled and was about to say to Zhuque, you just need to let me decorate your blood. Anyway, your blood is also flowing now, and it's a waste not to pretend.

But Zhao Lingjun was about to speak, but Zhuque stared at Zhao Lingjun and asked: Did you forcefully open the Demon-Subduing Array just now?

"I guessed it right, another 100. You are indeed much smarter than those guys from Danxia Sect."

Zhao Lingjun laughed haha, thinking that Zhuque would be grateful to him again. But what surprised Zhao Lingjun was that when he heard the affirmative answer, Zhuque shouted in grief and anger, "Your grandma's bear."

Then Zhuque moved his hands and a fireball as big as a bowl hit Zhao Lingjun.

"Damn, you have something wrong with it." After being seriously injured, Zhuque's attack was no longer powerful, so Zhao Lingjun easily avoided Zhuque's fireball.

"Have you been locked up for too long, and your mind is broken?" Zhao Lingjun looked at Zhuque with great depression. "I let you go. It would be fine if you don't thank me, but you actually want to hit me with a fireball. What if I can't do anything and you're hitting me to death?"

"You are so good at Taoism, how could you not be able to escape?" Zhuque said sadly and angryly, "I will kill you."

As Zhuque said that, he wanted to squeeze a fireball to hit Zhao Lingjun again, but Zhuque's injuries were too serious. Zhuque had been pinching the magic trick for a long time, but he couldn't even throw a fireball out, and almost fell off the snake's back.

"Your brain is indeed a problem. You know that I can hide, but you still want to hit me." Zhao Lingjun looked at Zhuque.

"Why don't I smash you?" After working hard for a long time, Zhuque gave up his efforts to cast spells and looked at Zhao Lingjun with grief and anger, "If you hadn't broken the formation and let me be killed by the Nine-level Heavenly Thunder, not only would I lose my first level of cultivation, but I could only exert half of my strength during the period after I was seriously injured. How could those bull noses of Danxia Sect make me like this?"

Zhuque thought that his grief and anger were very reasonable, because although Zhuque could be reborn from the fire, he would lose his first-level cultivation after each rebirth. Moreover, after rebirth, Zhuque would have to slowly recover. Therefore, when everyone from Danxia Sect came to kill, Zhuque had only half of the strength after the first-level cultivation. Therefore, Zhuque thought that he was so miserable, it was entirely because of Zhao Lingjun's mess. Even if he smashed a hundred fireballs by himself, it would not be an exaggeration.

"Do you rather lose your first-level cultivation level, get seriously injured and regain your freedom? Or are you willing to be imprisoned in that magic circle for the rest of your life?" But Zhao Lingjun's next words turned Zhuque's grief and anger into vanish.

After a while, Zhuque was stunned, he let out a deep breath and looked at Zhao Lingjun and said, "Your grandma's bear is so awesome. I'll be with you in the future."

"Are you saying true?" Zhao Lingjun saw a golden ingot falling in front of his eyes, his eyes lit up. "I heard it right."

"Of course you heard it right." Zhuque looked at Zhao Lingjun and shook his head helplessly. "You are as powerful as you, and so cunning as you, you don't count on breaking other people's magic circles, but you have to touch someone's powerful man with magic weapons. If I don't hang out with you, who will I hang out with?"

"Haha, let me have meat to eat with you." Zhao Lingjun couldn't help laughing loudly.

When Zhao Lingjun and others returned to Wu Xuanyun's villa in turmoil, the living room where Wu Xuanyun was destroyed by the magic circle had been renovated. Lin Yiren and others had been awakened by Gu Xuanbei's magic trick.

When Zhao Lingjun walked into the living room, Lin Yiren and others were lying lazily on Wu Xuanyun's new sofa, looking bored at the zombie Taoist priest played by Lin Zhengying.

As soon as he saw Zhao Lingjun walking in, Lin Yiren, Zhang Changsheng and others jumped up from the sofa.

"You are back." Lin Yiren, Zhang Changsheng and Xiao Ping woke up and learned from Gu Xuanbei how Zhao Lingjun brought their souls out of the Huangquan. When the three of them saw Zhao Lingjun, they couldn't help but want to thank Zhao Lingjun for saving their lives. But when the three of them really saw Zhao Lingjun, they found that it would be a very numb thing to say thank you to this animal, so after the three of them held it in a long time, they only said this.

"Zhao Lingjun." Before Zhao Lingjun could say hello to the three people, Lin Qianxun and Meng Xue had already rushed into Zhao Lingjun's arms from left to right.

"Damn. Which one is the real sister-in-law?" Zhuque, who was following Zhao Lingjun, looked at Lin Qianxun and Meng Xue in Zhao Lingjun's arms, then looked at Wu Xiaoye and Cao Xiaoxian beside him, and was stunned.

"Brother, are you?" Lin Yiren discovered at this time that the red-haired young man following Zhao Lingjun was looking around with curious eyes, covered in blood scars on his face.

"I am Suzaku."

Zhuque looked at the TV in the living room with curious eyes while answering absent-mindedly.
Chapter completed!