Damn any city lord or young city lord, they are not as beneficial as money. As long as you have money, no matter how much God scolds you, we will listen.

"I have seen him."

"If you dare to hide Zhao Yun secretly, you will be killed without mercy."

"Search for me."

The arrests became more and more intense on the new day.

Driven by the bounty, all the soldiers and guards in the city were in high spirits.

In the city lord's mansion, Han Yan has made a pot of good tea and looks quite relaxed.

As long as Zhao Yun is still in the city, he can't escape.

Looking at Han Ming, he became extremely angry and couldn't wait to find Zhao Yun. If I hadn't been here, he would have run out and started yelling and cursing.

"How can you do great things if you can't control your temper?"

Han Yan glanced at Han Ming, feeling embarrassed enough.

"Follow your father's teachings."

Han Ming was not at ease. In front of his father, he had to restrain himself.

"My father has made arrangements to send you to Tianzong in a while."

"Tianzong?"

Han Ming's eyes lit up. The only sect in Daxia, the Holy Land of Cultivation, is not something anyone can enter if they want to. Entering Tianzong is a supreme honor and a symbol of status. You bring it with you wherever you go.

halo.

This damn thing is about to take off!

He was excited, this guy was excited again, and most of his anger was gone in an instant.

call!

In the room, Zhao Yun exhaled a breath of turbid air and finally put down the talisman pen.

Gua!

Soon after, I heard the roar of the big roc and was summoned again.

Zhao Yun touched his chin and circled the Dapeng. Sometimes he stretched out his hand to squeeze the wings of the Dapeng. He still remembered that the day before yesterday, the Dapeng knocked over three Xuanyang-level blood eagles outside Canglang City.

How can such a domineering person be so arrogant!

"It's really Nirvana."

Zhao Yun murmured and looked again and again.

Today's Dapeng is slightly different from the past. His hair is a lot more golden, and his bloodline has hidden pressure that will always overflow inadvertently. Even his master feels depressed. It's his bloodline.

of depression.

"Take a drop of its blood."

The moon god, who was pretending to be asleep, suddenly said something.

Zhao Yun was a little confused, but he still did it.

The blood of the Dapeng is not red, but is dyed with a golden glow, which should be due to Nirvana. The blood of the real Golden-winged Dapeng is the color of pure gold.

"Then!"

Zhao Yun glanced at Moon God, he couldn't just let blood out, right?

Moon God didn't say a word, nor did he open his eyes, he only breathed lightly.

It didn't matter that she took a breath, the Dapeng blood hanging in Zhao Yun's palm turned into a wisp of mist, passed through his nostrils, went straight into his consciousness, and was inhaled by the Moon God into his body.

"Is there still such an operation?"

Zhao Yun raised his eyebrows, looking a little strange.

But after thinking about it, I felt relieved. Luna could speak through his mouth, and she could also breathe through his nose. The blood of the roc was absorbed by her.

"not enough."

The Moon God sighed and fell asleep again.

Zhao Yun touched his chin, as if he knew the meaning. Most likely, the Moon God wanted to borrow the blood of Dapeng to replenish his soul power. Unfortunately, the Dapeng at this moment was not of pure blood, and the essence in his blood was still covered in dust. To the Moon God,

It has no effect.

Gua!

Dapeng was quite affectionate, its furry head rubbed against Zhao Yun's body, and it only did this to him. If it had been someone else, it would have shown a fierce light.

"If you hang out with me, you will have a bright future."

Zhao Yun stretched out his hand and brushed the big roc.

One day, if Dapeng fully awakens, it will be truly amazing.

When night fell, he sent Dapeng back.

And he picked up the talisman brush again and drew the talisman conscientiously.

"Search, search door to door for me."

The loud shouting outside was getting closer and closer.

In Zhao Yun's opinion, it won't take long to find this.

Bang!

Before half an hour, the gate of the small garden was kicked open, and three or two soldiers rushed in. They were obviously soldiers who had been on the battlefield, but now they looked like robbers.

"People inside, come out."

Bingwei pointed at the house and shouted loudly. Because it was night, he could see figures through the windows. He was holding a pen in one hand, whether he was writing or drawing.

For a long time, no response.

The soldiers and guards looked at each other and stepped forward together, not forcing us to use force.

However, as soon as he arrived in front of the door, he saw a surge of momentum coming out of the room.

"Tian...Tianwu?"

Bingwei's expression suddenly changed. He couldn't stand firm and stepped back. He didn't realize that the terrifying aura from the previous moment was definitely the coercion of the Tianwu Realm.

How is that possible.

Little Canglang City actually hides a figure in the Tianwu Realm.

"Senior...senior, forgive me."

Bingwei hurriedly crawled on his knees, trembling all over.

Tianwu Realm! If you want to destroy them, just one finger is enough.

It's such a bad time, looking for someone for the bounty, but I hit the steel plate.

"roll."

Zhao Yun said calmly, the words were ordinary, but when they fell in the ears of the soldiers, they were like thunder. A slight word seemed to have the power to crush the mind.

If the soldiers and guards were pardoned, Sa Yazi would run away.

Don't worry, I'm a professional.

Zhao Yun continued to draw the talisman. These are just small soldiers. Where is the general behind?

The so-called general refers to Han Yan.

Sure enough, within a quarter of an hour, I heard the whistling wind.

Han Yan came, wiping sweat all the way. Hearing the reports from his subordinates, he was extremely shocked. How could there be a Tianwu Realm figure in Canglang City who came out of Guiming Mountain Cave? If not, then when did this person come?

Yes, how long has he been here? How much does this old man know about what he has done over the years?

By now, he was feeling dizzy.

In other words, he was confused.

I couldn't find Zhao Yun, but I found a giant.

So interesting.

This surprise was too damn unexpected.

Along with him, there was also the city manager, whose heart was pounding.

"Junior Han Yan, meet... meet senior."

Han Yan stepped forward, stood still across the room door, and bowed his hands.

"Canglang City Lord, what a huge battle."

Zhao Yun said calmly, his voice was old, and the talisman pen in his hand was still in his hand. Looking from outside, those who didn't know thought he was painting there? His words were still so plain, but they resonated with the martial spirit, adding a little bit of Tianwu power.
To be continued...