rned, and a trace of cool liquid as soft as moonlight flowed out from the hidden image and rolled over the liver. The raging fire was instantly extinguished, and the sickly red color of the liver gradually faded away and returned to normal.
Zhou Jijun’s eyes flashed with joy, and he wanted to try again, but suddenly he felt several minds flying towards him, but they were attracted by the confrontation with the power of the emperor.
“Jun’er is coming to Beijing this time, so be careful and protect yourself.”
Recalling his father’s message in his mind, Zhou Jijun’s heart moved. He cleverly avoided the thoughts that came to him, stepping on the wind and shadow without a trace, and his whole body seemed to be integrated into the flowing wind. In the blink of an eye, the white figure disappeared at the city gate.
“What, is this a demonstration?”
Several minds who flew outside the city gate couldn’t help but feel a little angry when they saw the man who sent out murderous intent to attack the spirit of the imperial way escape before they arrived. He glanced at the few people who also came out, and pretended to be indifferent. They were all old acquaintances.
“By the way, there are really many geniuses and martial arts masters coming to this martial arts conference. The young man who killed the King of Martial Arts in Jingzhou seems to be named Xuke. This kid who appeared out of nowhere actually challenged our Dawu Dao a few days ago. Mr. Wang. Haha, we Wang Dawu are so talented that we let him go. ”
“Huh, are you saying that I am incompetent? That kid is very cunning and good at running away. Huh, I can’t catch him. That’s enough?”
Several minds were chattering and arguing at the city gate, while the young man in white hesitated slightly at the city gate, and finally turned into a breeze and floated into Dayu Capital.
“I’ve been away for so long that I can barely remember how to get around the capital. Luofu, Baiyi Nunnery, the Imperial Palace, and the Temple of Heaven of Skywalker. Let’s consider these places as our recent itinerary.”
Zhou Jijun walked barefoot among the people. On the street inside the city gate, Zhou Jijun watched the energetic young warriors with their brows walking towards the arena of the world’s number one martial arts tournament in the center of the capital, either to sign up or to make friends. Zhou Jijun suddenly I found that he was envious of these teenagers who were about the same age as himself. They lived almost carefree lives, and all they worried about were the twists and turns and difficulties in the martial arts. Unlike me, who was only seventeen years old and had to bear in mind those heavy past events. He may seem free and easy, but what others don’t know is that late at night, he often dreams that he is pressed tightly against him by huge rocks on the edge of a cliff, and then suddenly falls into the abyss, just like he did in Luoyun Mountain seven years ago. . Zhou Jijun is extremely sleepy, and this nightmare often repeats itself several times a night, over and ov