"It can be regarded as the result of karma."
Duan Zhen opened his eyes and sighed secretly.
"Zhao Zhukong" was plotted against someone this time. Although it was an unreasonable disaster, he did the best he could at the moment.
The strength of Blood God Lord Deng Yin has no end in sight, and it seems to be even more terrifying than the middle stage of the fourth level.
Even if it has not reached the fourth level, it is still faintly close to that level.
The Shushan world is, after all, a real world of immortals.
There are immortals in the upper realm, and their power system is undoubtedly not low.
After some words, it was an opportunity to be able to practice the blood nerve technique instead of being directly refined by Deng Yin.
As for Haotian...
"Do you really think that my soul code training was in vain..."
Duan Zhen showed a meaningful smile in his eyes.
Haotian thought he had plotted against Zhao Zukong, but he was unaware of the distorting power produced by Duan Zhen's operation of the Soul Code.
His mirror body also carries the soul, and it will eventually return to the original body.
The subsequent changes should be carried out according to Vivian's usual taste.
If you want to scheme against others, you must also be aware of the consequences.
Duan Zhen no longer thought about it, but quietly leaned against the ruins and began to make plans in his mind.
For the time being, he relied on Zhao Zukong's body to blend into the main god space.
This training of blood nerves should be regarded as an ordeal and an increase in strength.
After all, a person in the early stage of the fourth level would not be able to understand the deeper secrets of the main god space even if he thought about it.
"I hope there will be surprises after the completion."
Duan Zhen shook his head. The pain of cutting his own flesh and blood and refining his body with Nine Netherworld Fire would not affect him.
As for keeping away from distracting thoughts, it is not difficult for him now.
Duan Zhen had a friendly chat with several Qingyuan guards, left Su Chun'an under their care, and left.
His identity at this time is all disguised, and Su Chun'an will definitely notice something is wrong when he wakes up.
And after confirming that nothing happened, there was no need for him to stay in this capacity.
...
"I...what's wrong with me?"
An hour later, the unconscious Su Chun'an began to wake up slightly.
He stared blankly at the familiar yet unfamiliar city in front of him, and was stunned for a moment.
Then he saw Qingyuan Guard running in the distance.
The smell of broken flesh and blood in the air was rushing in violently.
"you're awake."
Luo Songfeng was holding a token in his hand, and he was breathing a little blood, as if he was sending a message to someone.
"...Xiu Ling, Zhen'er!"
Su Chun'an only felt that his memory stayed in the time shortly after returning to the Su Mansion, when he was still sparring with Yang Huaxuan.
In the last scene, it seemed that dark red blood was dripping into the body, and it was controlled to punch his family involuntarily.
Anxiety immediately rose in his eyes. Just as he was about to take action, Luo Songfeng held him back:
"Everyone is fine. We should enter the city now."
Luo Songfeng's cultivation level cannot be seen in detail, but it is vaguely between the elementary and intermediate levels of Dharma. It is far beyond what Su Chun'an, who is only at the peak of Yanxu, can shake.
He was immediately anxious and said immediately:
"Are you Qingyuan Guards?"
"Yes, we are the 18th Qingyuan Guard in the main city of Qingyuan. Your junior brother has told us everything about you."
Luo Songfeng seemed to be resting. After putting down the token in his hand, he told Su Chun'an what happened.
Gradually, Su Chun'an also settled down.
He breathed a long sigh of relief, as if to calm down the turbidity and anxiety in his heart.
It didn't take long before he saw a blood-red sedan slowly approaching from a distance.
"father!"
Su Xiuling's voice sounded far away, with a hint of choking and joy.
When Su Chun'an saw this scene, he almost immediately moved and stepped forward quickly.
He hugged Su Xiuling, and his anxious heart finally settled down.
"Dad it's okay! It's okay!"
When Su Chun'an saw that her daughter was fine, such a burly and rugged man couldn't help but the corners of his eyes turned red.
He stroked his daughter, who was only eleven or twelve years old, and kept comforting her.
Su Xiuling also trembled and finally couldn't help crying.
"Xiuling, where is Zhen'er?"
Su Chunan comforted Su Xiuling while looking at the direction of the blood dragon sedan.
He only saw two women coming out of the sedan, but Duan Zhen was not seen.
"Dad! Duan Zhen...wuwuwu!"
When Su Xiuling heard about Duan Zhen, she immediately cried louder.
"What happened to Zhen'er?"
Su Chun'an was having a flash of something bad in her heart when she heard a woman in front of the blood dragon sedan speak slowly:
"Are you Xiuling's father?"
This woman's skin is as white as jade, and there is a faint trace between her eyebrows. The flow of her breath is also at the Dharma level.
When Su Chun'an heard the other party's question, she gently hugged Su Xiuling and said:
"Longchuan Su Chun'an, thank you for protecting your little daughter."
"We are from the same human race, so we can rescue him easily. It's reasonable."
The owner of the red sedan waved his hand and sighed softly:
"What a pity that boy..."
"This... Zhen'er was kidnapped by a night market vendor?"
After hearing what the owner of the red sedan said, Su Chun'an felt shaken.
His burly body couldn't help but take a step back, and his words were all in disbelief.
The owner of the red sedan also explained what happened next, coupled with Qingyuan Wei's statement...
After he saw Su Xiuling, the thing he was vaguely afraid of confirming finally happened.
Duan Zhen was actually taken away by the notorious night market salesman.
"How could it be so... really..."
Su Chun'an felt a pain in her heart, but she still managed to support her body and hold Su Xiuling's hand.
He thanked the owner of the red sedan chair, and then thanked Luo Songfeng and others again.
Then, he picked up Su Xiuling and slowly walked towards the Su family's location.
The slanting wind blew by, and all that came into view were the broken bodies of the Su family guards.
The plaque and stone lion in front of the door were stained with traces of blood, and the steps were also somewhat damaged.
"Dad...can Duan Zhen come back?"
Su Xiuling, who was held by him at the side, seemed to have lost her mind and murmured uncertainly.
Su Chun'an didn't answer or have any expression, just walked slowly.
In the huge Su family, only their father and daughter were left at this moment.
"father!"
Seeing that Su Chun'an was silent, Su Xiuling asked again, her crying tone getting stronger and stronger.
"Xiu Ling, be good, Zhen'er will come back."
At this time, Su Chun'an answered a little reluctantly.
Of course he knew how weird the night market vendors were, and he also knew that if Duan Zhen was taken away, there would be almost no hope of survival.
But he still comforted his daughter.
As a father, he cannot show any vulnerability in front of his daughter.
"You lied to me! They all said Duan Zhen can't come back!"
Su Xiuling cried again, as if she had lost her mind.
Although she is young, the experience of these four or five days has made her grow up very quickly.
"Will be back..."
Su Chun'an hugged her steadily and gradually opened many doors.
The Su Mansion is very big, and it took a long time for the father and daughter to walk.
The last room they walked to at this moment was where Duan Zhen had been living.
"True..."
Su Chun'an sighed deeply and finally opened the door.
If he had a choice, he would rather be kidnapped by the night market vendors.
"Duan Zhen! Duan Zhen!"
Su Chun'an closed her eyes after pushing the door open, as if she was afraid of being touched by the scene.
But he felt Su Xiuling violently break away from him, and then began to shout in surprise.
"What's wrong..."
Su Chun'an took a closer look, but was stunned by the scene in front of him.
On that small bed, a thin young man was lying quietly.
"True!"
Su Chun'an froze for a few breaths, then quickly stepped forward in disbelief.
He looked at Su Xiuling shaking Duan Zhen's body, and for a moment he was worried that all this was just a dream.
"Uh...Xiu Ling, stop shaking."
But the next moment, Duan Zhen, who was sleeping, slowly opened his eyes.
He gently grabbed Su Xiuling and shook his hand with a smile on his face.
"Duan Zhen!"
When Su Xiuling saw Duan Zhen waking up, she immediately turned from sadness to joy and threw herself on him.
But Su Chun'an finally regained his composure, and his slightly trembling hands gradually stabilized.
With a big hug, he hugged Duan Zhen and Su Xiuling one after another.
Then, his bold and enthusiastic laughter began to echo throughout the room.
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