Tian Jinzhong opened his blood-red pupils and looked at Chi Yao blankly, not knowing what to say for a moment.
Thank him for saving you?
But death is not a bad thing for him, but a kind of relief.
Do you blame him for not saving yourself?
This is a bit unreasonable. With Tian Jinzhong's personality, he really can't say such a thing.
"What's wrong, Mr. Tian? Are there any other injuries on his body?"
Chi Yao asked again with concern, and then Tian Jinzhong finally came back to his senses.
He said with a very complicated expression: "Just now... I was really grateful to you..."
"You're welcome, Mr. Tian. This is what juniors should do."
Chi Yao said modestly, "By the way, the situation was urgent just now, and I didn't see it clearly. The person who tried to attack you seems a bit like the Taoist boy next to you?"
"well……"
Tian Jinzhong sighed and was about to explain when he suddenly heard another noise outside the door.
"Master, don't worry, my uncle definitely didn't..."
Rongshan was only halfway through his words when he saw fragments of wooden door panels scattered outside the small courtyard where Tian Jinzhong was located.
"!!!"
His eyes suddenly widened, and the words in his mouth were suddenly stuck. Then he flew towards the room in three steps and two steps at a time, as did Zhang Chulan, Zhang Lingyu and others who were walking beside him.
However, none of them were as fast as the Heavenly Master.
Almost in the blink of an eye, a figure as straight as a mountain appeared in front of Chi Yao and Tian Jinzhong.
"Junior brother..."
After Zhang Zhiwei came in, he was relieved to see Tian Jinzhong still sitting safely in the wheelchair and Chi Yao accompanying him.
It can be seen from the broken door and the Taoist boy who fainted on the ground that there was a battle here. Although I don't know the specific details, Tian Jinzhong is safe and sound now, certainly thanks to Chi Yao's protection.
He first nodded gratefully to Chi Yao, then reached out and grabbed Tian Jinzhong's shoulder. After some inspection, he found that there was indeed nothing wrong with him, and then he asked, "What happened here?"
Seeing Zhang Zhiwei, Tian Jinzhong opened his mouth, but suddenly stopped and turned to look at Chi Yao beside him: "Thank you for your help today, little friend. The Tianshi Mansion will definitely repay you in the future. But now I have something important to do. Discuss with senior brother, can you please stay away for a while?"
"ah?"
Chi Yao was stunned for a moment, then nodded, "That's right, then I won't bother you."
"Senior brother..."
Zhang Zhiwei instantly understood what Tian Jinzhong meant and said to Chi Yao, "Tell Lingyu and the others not to come over either. Just say that I am healing their Second Grand Master."
After Chi Yao left, Zhang Zhiwei waved his hand and rolled up the broken door to barely block the gap again, blocking the view of everyone outside.
The next moment, Tian Jinzhong suddenly rushed forward from his wheelchair and fell to his knees: "Brother, I'm sorry, I hid it from you and my master... But, I still couldn't keep that secret after all..."
"Oh...Jinzhong..."
Zhang Zhiwei looked at his junior brother who was crying with a very complicated expression.
Even Gong Qing, who had been lurking for three years, could find the flaw in Tian Jinzhong's so-called sleepiness. Could Zhang Zhiwei, who had been with him day and night for nearly a hundred years, be unaware of it?
Not only that, Zhang Zhiwei, who has inherited the Celestial Master's knowledge, probably knows more about the Eight Wonders than Tian Jinzhong.
The secret that Tian Jinzhong tried so hard to keep turned out to be in vain. However, due to the restrictions imposed by the Celestial Master, neither Zhang Zhiwei nor the previous Celestial Master Zhang Qingjing could directly clarify the matter with Tian Jinzhong.
"It doesn't matter if you tell me, you can finally take off all your burdens and have a good rest."
Zhang Zhiwei sighed, "You just need to rest and relax. As for other things, leave it to your senior brother."
…
…
It was a noisy night, with fish and dragons dancing wildly.
The chaos in Longhu Mountain finally ended with Quan Xing paying the price of 90% of the cannon fodder being captured or killed in exchange for Gong Qing achieving his goal.
At this point, the Luotian Dajiao, which shocked the entire Chinese alien community, finally came to an end.
However, when word spread about what happened at the Luotian Dajiao, the turmoil caused was far from over.
In other words, it has just begun...
Yao Xing Club.
"Boss, this is the girl's hair I collected."
The reporter who had interviewed Feng Baobao on Longhu Mountain took out a small sealed bag and handed it over, "Although I am not 100% sure, there is indeed a big secret about Feng Baobao. It may be even more amazing than Zhang Chulan's secret... …”
"Is it……"
A slender palm took the sealed bag, Qu Tong stared at the black hair, and the corners of his mouth outlined a subtle arc.
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…
The word gate.
Chen Jinkui, who went to watch the game in disguise, had already returned to the door, but his agitated mood could not calm down for a long time.
"Luanjin Tuo! Is that the Luanjin Tuo that claims to be able to disrupt all changes? I didn't expect that I could actually witness its existence in my lifetime! In the face of such thaumaturgy, the thaumaturgy I have now mastered What are all the magic arts? Am I worthy of leading a magic sect and teaching people skills? The King... The King..."
Chen Jinkui kept muttering in a low voice as if possessed.
"Master! The Luo Tian Festival is over, and the Tianshi Mansion has also been attacked by Quan Xing!"
At this time, a Shuzi sect disciple sent him the latest information.
However, Chen Jinkui didn't care at all about the attack on the Tianshi Mansion. He only thought about one thing - the Luotian Festival was over and the king was leaving Longhu Mountain!
On Longhu Mountain, because the Heavenly Master is stationed there, except for all the lunatics, all monsters and monsters dare not show themselves.
But once you leave Longhu Mountain...
Chen Jinkui's mind suddenly became alive.
However, this kind of thing must not be left to the disciples of Shuzi Sect.
Although he couldn't restrain his greed for Fenghou Qimen, his most basic views had not completely gone astray.
At least Chen Jinkui knew that what he was going to do next was immoral and would be a stain on his image if exposed. So after sending away the disciple, he took out his mobile phone and anonymously posted a mission on the black market - to follow and monitor Wang Ye.
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Longhu Mountain.
Dean Isaac, who packed his luggage and was about to return home, looked at the extra figure in the team and wondered: "This is..."
"Oh, haha, he is our friend, and he also wants to go to Europe to see the world..."
Chi Yao was only halfway through what he said when Zhuge Qing continued, "He is also the bodyguard of the two of us and is responsible for protecting our safety."
Wang Ye was scratching his head and greeting two foreign friends with a smile, but he was suddenly choked by Zhuge Qing's words.
He looked at Zhuge Qing with empty eyes: "Bodyguards need to be paid..."
"Don't worry, I can still afford the salary of a mere bodyguard." Zhuge Qing spread his hands.
Ever since he got acquainted with Wang Ye, Zhuge Qing liked to chat with him whenever he had nothing to do.
Seeing the interaction between them, Dean Isaac smiled kindly and said: "Don't worry about safety issues. Since you have been invited, Flamel College and Victor College will naturally guarantee this. At the same time, we also welcome more Many friends come to visit and communicate. Then, Lord Heavenly Master, we will say goodbye."
"Bon Voyage."
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England.
In a luxurious and magnificent manor, a group of men and women wearing black robes were gathering. Sitting among them was a pale man with no hair, no eyebrows, no nose, no beard, and his head looked like a bare egg. The cold man.
"Master, I have received a top-secret piece of information that may be useful to you."
One of them whispered uneasily.
"Um?"
The egg man who was called the master did not turn his head, but just made a nasal sound that represented doubt.
But the person who wanted to provide information seemed to have received a great award, and his body was trembling with excitement: "I, I got the news that Isaac has not shown up at Flamel College for several days. .I doubt……"
"Oh? It's interesting... So, my loyal servants, who is willing to verify the authenticity of this news for me?"
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