After the Full-Level Boss is Reborn

Chapter 167 A hundred years old

The scenery on Shouxian Peak remains the same, and the flowers are always blooming.

Zhao Jianyi spent three days and nights in the heavenly machine room, studying Yanjia day and night, trying to forget the **** scene of the punishment.

Until Yihua fainted at the table, and when he woke up, he finally made up his mind, walked out of this dark house, opened the door, and smelled the fragrance of flowers on his face.

Rong Jibai and their letters have been piled up into small hills, and they are full of anxious questions.

Zhao Jian crumpled a handful of paper cranes and left the mountain. He thought to himself that, fortunately, Mingying went out for business and didn’t know about it.

Two silhouettes on the mountain trail pulled and pulled, the silver light dangling, startled a few tits.

Yinping walked down the mountain with long legs, and a tearful little doll grabbed the corner of her skirt, tearfully preventing her from leaving.

The tall body touched the leaning branches, the peach blossoms fell one after another, and a layer of petals was spread on the bluestone slab.

Zhao Jianyi shouted: “Yinping! What are you doing?”

Yinping turned his head, in his faint eyes, a moonlike light was flowing, “Go back to my home.”

Zhao Jian asked, “Isn’t this your home?”

Yinping said: “She’s gone, it’s not anymore.”

Xiaobai couldn’t hold back the two tears in his eyes, “We are not your family, have you never taken me to heart?”

Yinping’s footsteps paused, “It doesn’t count.” With a long leg, he kicked her away, and the round white dumpling was rolling on the ground. Zhao Jian quickly grabbed her back before she rolled down the mountain stream.

Zhao Jianyi was a little angry, “How can you treat her like this?!”

Yinping: “I have always been like this.”

Zhao Jianyi couldn’t understand her unfavorable appearance. It was obvious that Dabai was a beautiful duck in Gushan before. How did she become like this after transforming, “You are so wrong!”

Yinping sneered, “Right or not, it’s your turn?”

The silver-white robe swayed like a moonlight flowing over the rocks. The girl was tall and thin, with the breath of a dominant overlord.

It is no longer the bird of Wu Xia yesterday.

Zhao Jian said in a loud voice: “Yinping, Master and the others will come back! She will definitely come back!”

Yinping took a few steps forward and glanced back. The young man embraced the bamboo mouse in his hands and stood in the mountains, with his Qingyi flying and Lin Huayan.

“You don’t understand anything.” She shook her head slowly, “I am the demon king in the land of every devil, the lord of the sky, not a duck in Gushan.”

Sometimes, Yinping didn’t understand why she would continue to stay in this place where she was embarrassed after her transformation and gradually regaining her demon nature. Huaibo seems to have a strange magic power that can guard every flower and tree on Xianfeng, every monster, and every person.

But when she was gone, Shouxianfeng naturally dispersed.

So the dust returned to the dust, the soil returned to the earth, each went to seek his own way for three thousand.

“Your home is not here either.” Yinping said: “Three hundred years ago, I saw you. At that time, you were called Heqing.”

Zhao Jian was taken aback, “Heqing?”

“The one who killed you was the blood demon Mingluan.”

The huge white peacock fluttered its wings, the mountains were blowing up with a strong wind, the broken leaves were picked up by the wind, and the vision suddenly became blurred.

Zhao Jianyi stood firmly against the mountain wall and hugged Xiaobai tightly in his arms.

Xiaobai flopped, “Let me chase her! Let me chase her!”

The white peacock soared up by the wind, breaking through the clouds, each feather gleaming with silver light, and the tail feathers stretched back, and the end was not visible.

When the wings were fluttering, the wind was fierce, like shaking the galaxy, covering the sun and the moon.

Xiaobai arched her hands, carefully caught a piece of feather, and said with tears, “She’s gone.”

As soon as Zhao Jian looked up at the sky, the peacock rode the wind for thousands of miles, and never looked back–“Well, let’s go if you leave.”

Xiaobai said: “I want to chase her.”

Zhao Jian rubbed her little head and said, “You can’t catch up.” He bent down, put the little bamboo mouse on the ground, looked down at the black ring in his hand, thought for a while, and the sword went to Feiyu Peak. Fly away.

When walking with the sword, many Feiyu Peak disciples flew by his side and descended towards the mountain.

Yuyi was fluttering with a sword on his waist, and when he saw him, the disciples nodded towards him.

Zhao Jian asked, “What are you going to do?”

Luo Qiusheng stood at the forefront, leading the group of disciples, “It is Dao Zun’s order, let us **** the people under the mountain to the West.”

Zhao Jianyi said in surprise: “Xitu?”

Luo Qiusheng nodded, took him aside, and said in a low voice, “Yes, Xitu has formed an alliance with us and is ready to fight the magic soldiers together.”

Zhao Jianyi: “Even the people have to move? This is their home. Will they leave?”

Luo Qiusheng also sighed, “Some people live here for their ancestors, and some people are seriously ill or have limited mobility. How can they leave their homes if they want to?”

“What shall we do then?”

Luo Qiusheng: “Fortunately, Gushan has been protecting the people for thousands of years, and it still has some prestige. We want to **** the people away in three groups, and first send away those who voluntarily go to the West.”

Zhao Jian asked, “Then can they come back?”

Luo Qiusheng looked at him, did not speak, and a crane flew over the clouds.

Zhao Jianyi: “Qiusheng, it’s just a secret realm being occupied. Is this necessary?”

Luo Qiusheng just smiled, raised his hand, and pressed his shoulder, “I will wait for you at the foot of the mountain, and Master has also arranged work for you.”

Zhao Jian nodded, and Luo Qiusheng took the disciples’ swords to fly down the lonely mountain.

As soon as the clouds surrounded the mountains and the mist, Zhao Jian looked back. The teenagers were dressed in feather robes and dust-free robes.

Coming to the outside of Danxia Palace, he encountered Ding Fenghua who was rushing out angrily.

“Jianzun.” Zhao Jian bowed and saluted.

Seeing him, Ding Fenghua’s expression was a little slow, “What’s the matter here?”

Together with Zhao Jian, “I would like to ask Dao Zun if you have something.”

“Talk to me.”

Zhao Jianyi hesitated for a moment and said softly: “Heqing, what kind of person is he?”

Ding Fenghua was a little surprised, “You know?”

This is undoubtedly an affirmation of Yinping’s words, Zhao Jian bowed his head, feeling mixed in his heart.

“I don’t have much contact with him.” Ding Fenghua replied earnestly: “I can’t remember clearly in the past many years. He has a good relationship with your master.”

Zhao Jianyi whispered: “Thank you.”

Ding Fenghua glanced at him, as if he wanted to say something, then stopped, just said: “You go in.”

The Danxia Palace was dark, and the long-bright candle was not lit for some reason.

Ning Xiao sat on the main hall, holding her head with her hands, closing her eyes to rest, her expression pale and tired.

Zhao Jian stood quietly, not daring to disturb.

After a while, Ning Xiao opened her eyes, “Remembering the past?”

Zhao Jian shook his head and opened his mouth, not knowing what to ask. Many questions were in his heart, and when he could ask questions, he hesitated again.

Ning Xiao straightened up and said to herself, “Three hundred years ago, Xiaobai lost her three best friends in Shiling.”

Zhao Jian’s expression changed.

“One of them, Heqing, was the most outstanding disciple of Momen back then. If there is no accident, he should be the giant of Momen at the moment.”

As soon as Zhao Jian lowered his eyes, the ring on his right hand was dark, as if he was carrying a dark night. Somehow, he thought of the young man who gave this ring, “Who was the person you showed me that night?”

Ning Xiao had no sorrows and joys on her face. After a long time, she slowly said, “It’s the current Momen giant, Rong Changzhu.”

“Did I know him before?”

Ning Xiao nodded slightly.

Zhao Jian said: “When I saw him, I felt familiar. It turned out to be a previous life… He asked me for a Yan Jia…”

The dignified Momen giant will still lack Yan Jia?

Ning Xiao said, “I just ask for a perfect Dao heart.”

Just as the shortcoming in his heart was always the wrong choice made when he was young, leading to the death of his younger sister, Rong Changzhu’s shortcoming was that he didn’t wait until he was alone and didn’t receive the promised Yan Jia.

Zhao Jianyi: “I want to see him again.”

Ning Xiao asked, “In what capacity? He Qing, or Zhao Jianyi?”

Zhao Jian was silent, not knowing how to answer.

Ning Xiao stood up, Crane’s cloak slid to the ground, blood oozing from the snow-white jacket, “In fact, Chang Zhu has already made a choice for you.”

Zhao Jian caught a glimpse of the light spot, and was shocked: “Your body?”

“It’s okay, it’s just an old wound.” Ning Xiao looked at him condescendingly, holding on to the back of his chair, with a complicated expression, “Back when you were reincarnated, Xiaobai informed Xiancheng, and Chang Zhu arrived and entrusted you to her.”

Zhao Jianyi muttered: “Why?”

“You are a genius Yanshi, worldly favors, all kinds of disputes, will miss your way.”

Rong Changzhu had already made a choice for Heqing.

Three hundred years ago, after hearing that he took over as the giant, He Qing frowned slightly, and even he himself hadn’t noticed the resistance, but the younger brother who stood by was already in his mind-everything was already doomed.

Xiancheng can have other giants, but there will never be such an unparalleled Yanshi in the world.

Ning Xiao looked at the boy in front of him, remembering the words of her best friend, and couldn’t help smiling, “In this life, you can only be yourself.”

Zhao Jianyi said slowly: “The Yanjia books I used to read, the Yanshu I learned…”

Ning Xiao nodded, “It’s all from Xiancheng.” After all, Lone Mountain is not good at Yanjia.

After the meeting, he said helplessly: “Don’t be sad.”

Zhao Jian’s shoulders trembled slightly, and he opened his mouth to hear the choking in his voice, “I want to see him.”

Ning Xiao smiled gently, “I can always meet, don’t be anxious for a moment, long candles are entangled in important matters, and you will cause him trouble as soon as you go.”

“I…” Zhao Jian was confused.

Ning Xiao said: “The battle between immortals and demons is imminent. I don’t know how many people will be affected. I will ask my disciples to **** the people down the mountain to the west. You can also help.”

Zhao Jianyi: “Yes.”

In the small town under the mountain, Yuyi disciples came and went, and there were many carriages parked at the entrance of the town.

A gust of wind blows and it is a bit cold.

Obviously it is summer, but there is a sense of depression in autumn.

Zhao Jian walked down the street unsparingly, but did not find Luo Qiusheng. When he saw a plaque, he stopped, hesitated for a moment, and opened the door.

The restaurant is deserted and there is only one table with business and acquaintances sitting there.

As soon as Zhao Jian approached, he asked in a daze, “You…”

The food on the table has been cold, but has not been passive, but the jug has been empty for several jugs.

Sheng Ji stood up, “We used to come here often.” He turned around and glanced at the drunk **** the table. “A letter has been sent from Qianhan Palace, and the storm is about to let her go back to take over as the lord of the palace. I am here. This is her practice.”

If placed before, there should be four people sitting here.

A few plates of hot dishes and a few glasses of small wine will make you worry for a long time.

Now only the two of them are drinking together, everything is dull and desolate.

“Senior Brother Zhao, since he’s here, let’s have a drink too. I will let the boss warm up the dishes.”

Zhao Jian said, “No, let him go to a few more bars. By the way, the boss, aren’t they leaving?”

Sheng Ji: “The lady boss has been pregnant for nine months, and her childbirth is imminent. It is inconvenient to act. Wait until she gives birth safely before leaving.

As soon as Zhao Jian turned out the longevity lock, the small silver lock was engraved with “Hundreds” on the front and “Peace” on the back.

Hundreds are safe.

He smiled, “Did the boss choose a name?”

Sheng Ji poured a glass of wine for him, “I just thought of a nickname called Ping An.”