Eternal gate

"Here, drink."

The atmosphere in the small garden under the moon is warm.

Especially the military guards, such as Rude's group of talented people, are particularly happy and honest.

After a busy day, I decided to have this meal in the evening.

Every time there is dinner, there will be a few people hanging on the branches. There are always those people who get drunk and go crazy. The old guys are not used to it. The crooked-neck tree in the garden basically has no time to show off.

The newly joined Feng Wu raised her eyes several times.

To be honest, she really doesn't adapt to the folk customs here.

Kushan, who is also a new member, has long been accustomed to it. He is really a familiar person, and he quickly integrated into this harmonious family, a gathering place for talents! There are always magical things happening, and Zhao Yun is one of the many magical things. These days, there is probably no one more popular than him.

"Zhao Yun is here."

Just as he was about to drink, he suddenly heard a voice.

When everyone looked sideways, there was already a figure in the garden, wearing a black robe, covering his dignity, and even the exposed eyes were blurred.

This is Zhao Yun.

I want to test the new escaping mysterious robe.

Ziling and the others! Most likely I can't see it, mainly because I want Feng Wu to have a look.

This perceptive martial arts cultivator was able to see through his identity in Canglang City before. I wonder if she can still recognize him when he is covered with this mysterious robe.

"Who are you!"

The fat little black man held the wine pot and stood up unsteadily. His drunken eyes scanned Zhao Yun up and down. Everyone present also showed strange expressions. While looking at Zhao Yun, they also looked at the mysterious robe that Zhao Yun was wearing. It seems that the universe is hidden inside, especially the Nine Palaces and Eight Diagrams engraved on it, which is extraordinary at first glance.

"Old friend."

Zhao Yun said calmly, his tone changed. He didn't look at the crowd, but glanced at Feng Wu in a subtle way. The girl was also looking, but her pretty eyebrows were slightly frowned.

"What a strange black robe."

Feng Wu murmured softly, trying to get a glimpse of Zhao Yun's truth, but was covered by a kind of power, and that kind of power came from the black robe. Even if he tried his best, he still couldn't see through it. After looking for a long time, his eyes were still in a daze, which was disturbed by the black robe. Got distracted.

"Easy to use."

Zhao Yun was secretly happy.

The whole day and night of processing was not in vain.

With this in mind, he cast two hanging talismans.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, he stepped up into the air step by step, reflecting the starlight, and the mysterious robes, giving off a kind of aura that came from the earth, making people think that it was a banished immortal who did not exist in the world. Ziling raised her eyes.

Out of thin air?

Is this the Tianwu Realm?

Because we can't see through the truth, we dare not act rashly.

If you are really in the Tianwu realm, you can't get into trouble.

"Could it be that the hanging talisman was used?"

The fat old man muttered, his eyes narrowed slightly.

However, even under the cover of the mysterious robe, it was difficult for him to see the truth.

“This guy’s style is so eye-catching!”

The purple-haired child raised his little head and his eyes were round.

"This back figure looks so familiar!"

The little money fan's big eyes are gleaming, and they are also full of novelties. They are soaring up to the sky! From her point of view, only those in the Tianwu realm can have such great magical powers.

Wow!

As everyone watched, spells all over the sky fell from the sky.

They were all planted by Zhao Yun, including the explosive talisman, the lightning talisman, the immobilizing talisman...all of them.

For those who don’t know, who’s going to have a funeral and throw out paper money?

"Wow....!"

The guards at the military store screamed and raised their hands in a hurry. These are all talismans!

"Don't move, I'll do it."

The fat little black man was the smartest one. He threw the wine bottle away and concentrated on catching the spell.

"This is a rich man."

Ku Shan clicked his tongue and answered two or three of them.

Also, that guy must be sick! I went here to cast spells in the middle of the night.

Is it just to show off? Well...that's just pretentious.

Whoosh!

In mid-air, Zhao Yun waved his hand and pulled off the black robe.

"Shocking or not, unexpected or not."

This guy was grinning, with two neat rows of teeth that were extraordinarily white.

He was happy, but everyone present had dark faces.

Damn it, this guy is so idle! This happened in the middle of the night.

"Look! I just said the back is familiar."

"That robe is so extraordinary! It makes me dizzy."

"This acting is superb again."

Everyone sighed. If the robe hadn't been ripped off, who would have known it was Zhao Yun.

"With all due respect, everyone sitting here... is rubbish."

Zhao Yun walked down from the air with a smile, but suddenly he said this.

As soon as these words came out, he couldn't stand still.

His words were not shocking, and he would never stop talking. His words shocked all the friends.

It's not what Zhao Yun said.

It is the sword made up by the Moon God.

Now in this scene, such a sentence is very timely and contextual.

"You guys chat."

Zhao Yun laughed dryly, turned around and ran away.

"run?"

Zhuge Xuandao cursed and slapped him away.

Zhao Yun knelt down on the spot, with a big Chinese character on the board, stuck to the ground. Before he could get up, everyone gathered around him, clenching his fists and stroking his sleeves. Their expressions were surprisingly consistent. They were all laughing, and they were all laughing happily. .

ah...!

The screams of the young master of the Zhao family were still very domineering.

"The folk custom is really tough."

Feng Wu coughed dryly and was the only spectator, the only one who didn't take action.

The screams disappeared without knowing when.

The crooked-necked tree in the garden has another person hanging, tied up with five flowers, with many footprints all over the body, and the smooth hair has become a chicken coop again.

At this moment, with the gusts of wind, it was shaking and shaking.

Comfortable!

Luna is lying on the moon, full of contentment.

In order to let his disciple receive one more beating, the master has a good intention!

"What a strange robe."

Before everyone left, they gathered under the tree and took off Zhao Yun's escaping robe. They gathered around and looked again and again. Except for the Nine Palaces Bagua and some patterns, nothing else could be seen. Zhao Yunlian The formations embedded in the robe are so invisible that no one can see them.

It's not like they haven't seen a covering-type robe before.

This is the first time I have seen someone as mysterious as Zhao Yun.

When outsiders look at it for a long time, it not only blinds their eyesight, but also confuses their minds.

"The Legend of Hongyuan?"

"Other than the best in the world, who else has such courage?"

"It's great to have a master."

There were a lot of mutterings, the envy in my heart!

Only Zi Ling's beautiful eyes are deep, where did the Hongyuan come from? It was probably created by Zhao Yun himself, or maybe... it was obtained through deceit and abduction. It can show the aura of Tianwu, plus this covering black robe, in the future, That kid must be more promiscuous.

Not long after.

Everyone went back to their respective rooms, but Zhao Yun was still hanging there.

Feng Wu was kind-hearted and let him go.

"I just have a bad mouth."

Zhao Yun sat under the tree, wiping the blood from his nose.

Having a master who is too showy doesn't seem to be a good thing.

"I can tell."

Feng Wu replied, holding the escaping mysterious robe in her arms, looking at it again and again. Even Zhuge Xuandao and the others couldn't see the clues, let alone her. Her so-called talent for peeping and sensing, in front of this mysterious robe, It seemed like it was just a decoration. With the help of this mysterious robe, the chances of rescuing her brother would be much higher.

"Wait for me in the east of the city."

Zhao Yun finally wiped away the nosebleed and put on the mysterious robe to hide from the world.

"good."

Feng Wu was pleasantly surprised.

This is about to get up and go to hell!

Zhao Yun got such a black robe to prepare for the torture.

After not staying for long, Feng Wu quietly escaped from the small garden.

Here, Zhao Yun drank a mouthful of spiritual liquid, carried Long Yuan on his back, inserted Zixiao in his waist, and took the Qiankun bag. After everything was ready, he escaped from the ground.

The reason for being so cautious is that I don't want to be noticed.

There is more than one force staring at him. The last time he was homeless was an excellent example. There were so many people who wanted him dead, so he had to be careful about sailing the ship for ten thousand years.

He quietly escaped from a dark alley in the city.

When he came out again, he was already on a fast horse.

I don't plan to use a mount this time. Dapeng looks eye-catching and can be easily recognized.

Outside the city, a cloud crane hovered in the sky, and the phoenix dance stood on it.

The two of them climbed up and down, heading straight to the east.

The Hell of Misery is not close to here, it must be more than a thousand miles away.

Anyone with a little experience knows where the hell is.

Click! Click!

Even while galloping, Zhao Yun was not idle. There was a constant crackling sound in his body. Hearing this, the horses under him had strange eyes. They wondered why the man he was carrying had such a sound in his body. He always felt that he was going to die in the next moment. It falls apart, and why is this thing so heavy? It must be several hundred kilograms.

Zhao Yun casually used a lightening talisman to reduce the weight as much as possible.

The horses were neighing, the load was light, and their legs and feet were numb.

When it enters the forest, it will be like a black shadow passing through. If you give it a speed talisman, it will definitely be faster. However, it is just a horse, different from the roc.

It would be strange if a speed talisman is attached to it and it doesn't hit the wall.

"Um?"

Zhao Yun frowned, suddenly looked back, and looked up at the sky.

Feng Wu and the cloud crane can be seen, but behind them, there are three black clouds. To be precise, they are three black goshawks. On the back of each goshawk, there is a figure standing in a black robe. They were all carrying killing swords that glowed with cold light. They were obviously either traveling around or chasing the phoenix dance.

"Killer?"

Zhao Yun murmured softly.

Perhaps they were too far away to see clearly the dignity of the three men in black.

I only know two men and one woman, how cultivated they are! It should be from the Xuanyang realm.

Certainly!

While he was watching, he suddenly heard a light scolding coming from the darkness.

Suddenly, Zhao Yun's horses stopped for a moment.

Someone in the dark cast a immobilizing spell, aiming at the horse. It didn't matter that the horse was immobilized. Zhao Yun, who was on top of it, was caught off guard and flew forward.

Zheng!

Facing him, a slender bloody sword stabbed out and struck directly between his eyebrows.

"They cooperate very well!"

Zhao Yun snorted coldly in his heart, forced himself to hang in the air, and flew away.

Buzz!

Before he hit the ground, he heard another buzzing sound, and it was a fierce giant ax that struck at his head. It was carrying a powerful aura. Once struck, he would be struck alive.

Zhao Yun took Long Yuan and held it in front of him to block.

pound!

The giant ax struck Long Yuan with a dull clang and sparks.

Well...!

Zhao Yun groaned, his arms were numb from the shock, and his five internal organs were in severe pain.

Needless to say, the ax wielder is a powerful martial artist.

"The young master of the Zhao family is indeed not simple."

There was a faint laughter, and there were figures walking out from the east, west and south.

The one holding the ax is a disheveled man.

The person carrying the slender blood sword is a young man in black.

As for the remaining one, he was an old man, with a skeletal figure, as thin as firewood, and a scar slanting on his face, which combined with his face, made him look gloomy and terrifying.