Yan Yaer was arrested by Qiyao Dynasty? The fortune teller was imprisoned in the Qiyao Dynasty, and the Qiyao Dynasty threatened Yan Yaer to deduce his whereabouts? Hearing these sounds, Lin Tian immediately stopped heading towards the Zixiao Dynasty.
Some time ago, he and his master and apprentice walked through a green forest together. Although the fortune teller never talked much, and he and the fortune teller didn't have many substantive exchanges, he respected the fortune teller very much as a person. Now, Also, the other party was treated like this by Qiyao Dynasty because he was unwilling to deduce his itinerary for Qiyao Dynasty.
Yan Ya'er, during those few days together in the green forest, he and Yan Ya'er talked the most. During those few days, it seemed that Yan Ya'er was no longer accompanying her master Shen Suan Zi out to wander in the forest to rest his mind, but rather like Yan Ya'er. It seemed that they came out to accompany him, but the fortune teller seemed to just follow them silently. In retrospect, the girl was very quiet and had a good personality. She always had a friendly smile. While walking in the green forest, she picked some ingredients several times to make stew for him to eat.
He stopped and couldn't help but shake his hands.
Because of his relationship, the master and apprentice suffered a lot and were both arrested.
"Qiyao Dynasty!"
There was a cold light in his eyes.
On his shoulder, the black dragon's head was slightly raised, and a flash of forest light flashed in the demon's eyes. In those days, Yan Yaer called it not a monster, but a friend of the monster clan. Although when the other party picked it up from Lin Tian's shoulder, it felt like holding a pet, even though it felt a little uncomfortable. It can't be "tortured" like that, but it has a good impression of Yan Ya'er, and is the only human being who has a good impression besides Lin Tian. Naturally, I will not be happy when I hear such news now.
Lin Tian raised his head and looked at the place where the Zixiao Dynasty was founded, which was vaguely visible in front of him. In the end, he did not move forward and retreated silently.
After leaving this place, he took out a black cloak to cover his face after a long absence, and soon arrived outside Tomb Yong City.
Now at this time, several supreme elders of the Wuxiang Immortal Sect came out in person, and the Qiyao Dynasty also sent a large group of strong men to pursue him. Therefore, he had to be more careful and could no longer be as casual as before.
Tomb Yong City is the most famous ancient city in Shengzhou, with people coming and going. Wearing a black cloak, he entered the ancient city. After dozens of breaths, he came to a simple but extraordinary attic... Tianji Pavilion. At this time, Tianji Pavilion was empty, but there were many people gathered outside, many of whom were pointing towards it.
When he came here, he looked into the Tianji Pavilion through his black cloak. Not only was it empty, but the original simple tables and chairs had also become a mess. Many tables and chairs were broken and broken. Going deeper, the fortune teller used to perform deductions for others. The bamboo curtain outside the small house where everything happened was roughly torn off and thrown to the ground like garbage.
He looked away and looked to the other side. In the past, when the fortune teller was deducing things for others, the girl would always stand in the Tianji Pavilion and greet everyone with a smile. It seemed that he could vaguely see the girl standing in the room. Pretty figure.
"That divine fortune teller is so low-key on weekdays. Although he will receive some remuneration when deducing some things, the remuneration required is very small. Now, he is treated like this by the Qiyao Dynasty. It is really..."
"That's too much."
"No, with the ability of the fortune teller, he can join a big force at will, and the treatment he will receive will never be low, but the fortune teller always stays in Tianji Pavilion, solving various problems for ordinary people, and he is an upright person. It's admirable. Judging from the grievances between Qiyao Dynasty and Lin Tian, judging from the spiritual portrayal that Lin Tian once made, Qiyao Dynasty was unreasonable. The divine fortune teller just didn't want to deduce Lin Tian's traces, but he ended up like this. well."
"Miss Ya'er is also a very nice person. She used to come here to ask for advice. From time to time, Miss Ya'er would make a cup of tea for those who came to ask for advice. Although the tea is ordinary, her kindness is very precious. That Qiyao Dynasty is really hateful!"
"None of these big forces is good!"
The crowd lowered their voices.
A young man in yellow said: "When this happens, I don't know how long the divine fortune teller can persist in not deducing the traces of Lin Tian for the Qiyao Dynasty. Thinking about it, he shouldn't be tough for long. After all, his disciple was caught. "
Listening to this, many people around frowned.
"What are you talking about! Senior Divine Fortune Teller is an upright person. If he was willing to deduce for the Qiyao Dynasty, he would have done it long ago. How could he wait until now?! That senior will never use other people's lives to solve his own crisis!"
"That's right! Don't talk nonsense!"
"You are insulting that senior's character!"
Some people are dissatisfied.
The young man in yellow snorted and said: "I am telling the truth. It is said that the disciple of the Divine Fortune Teller is born in a beautiful country. If the Qiyao Dynasty finds a few men from the clan and tells the Divine Fortune Teller, if he does not do it for them After deducing the traces of Lin Tian, we asked a few men to do some secrets in the house to his disciples. At that time, will the divine fortune teller not submit? "
Saying this, the young man in yellow looked very proud.
In this place, some people who had been favored by the divine fortune teller suddenly stared angrily: "How can you say such a thing!"
Lin Tianyin was hidden in the crowd, his eyes were cold, and he appeared in front of the young man in yellow with one step, and punched directly.
"boom!"
With some blood stains in the air, the young man in yellow flew ten feet away and crashed into a wine palace. He coughed up blood and passed out. Many people in the wine palace were shocked, especially the steward of the wine palace. He started cursing directly.
Outside Tianji Pavilion, many people raised their thumbs at Lin Tian, who was under a black cloak. Although these monks didn't know who was under the cloak at the moment, they all felt very happy, as if they were out of trouble. Bad breath in general.
"Friend, good beating!"
"that is!"
"You little bastard, you just need to be whipped!"
Several people said.
Lin Tian didn't say anything or respond. He left here with his cloak and soon walked out of Tomb Yong City.
After leaving Tomb Yong City, he walked in a forest. For a moment, he didn't know what to do, but his eyes were cold.
Not long after, he appeared on the top of a mountain, looking in the direction of Qiyao Dynasty from a distance, with a chill on his body.
The fortune teller and Yan Ya'er were captured by the Qiyao Dynasty. This lineage used Yan Ya'er as a threat to force the fortune teller to submit. All of this was because of him. He believed that the divine fortune teller would never help the Qiyao Dynasty deduce his itinerary, and now, this was what he feared the most. If the divine fortune teller continues to refuse to submit, he is afraid that the Qiyao Dynasty will really do something to Yan Ya'er that will make people and gods angry. If that is the case, he will probably be in trouble for the rest of his life. He will live in guilt and guilt for the rest of his life. It’s hard to forgive yourself.
"what to do!"
He tightened his hands.
With his current strength, it is absolutely impossible for him to be the opponent of Qiyao Dynasty. Can Zixiao Dynasty please help? Not realistic! Although he has some favors to the Zixiao Dynasty, he is not so arrogant that he thinks that just because of this small favor, the other party will go to war with the Qiyao Dynasty for him. Too many people will die, and the Zixia Dynasty will also die. Can't afford the loss.
He clenched his fists, what could he do now? It was unrealistic to ask Zixiao Dynasty to go to Qiyao Dynasty to help him save people, and he couldn't just leave and leave Shen Suanzi and Yan Ya'er alone. This was not his way of being a human being.
He looked into the distance, towards the Qiyao Dynasty, and the cold light in his eyes became thicker, and the killing lights jumped one after another.
Now, even if traces of his self-destruction appear, Qiyao Dynasty will not let Shen Suanzi and Yan Yaer go. Only after they actually kill him will they probably let Shen Suanzi and Yan Yaer go free, or even , this lineage may directly kill Shen Suanzi and Yan Yaer after killing him.
After all, the divine fortune teller's ability is not small. If the divine fortune teller is let go, the divine fortune teller will later deduce the Qiyao Dynasty for other dynasties. It will also be a huge disaster for the Qiyao Dynasty. In order to prevent this kind of disaster from happening, The simplest way is to directly kill the master and apprentice of the fortune teller.
This is almost an infinite loop!
"Damn thing!"
He gritted his teeth, his eyes were extremely cold and full of killing intent.
"Crack."
At this moment, silently, a hand was placed on his shoulder: "Hey, boy, do you need help?"
The lazy voice and the familiar smell of wine made Lin Tian tremble suddenly.
He took off the black cloak as quickly as possible and turned his head to look. A middle-aged man in white robe was hanging around his neck. He had a handsome face and the expression on his face was as lazy as his voice, looking at him with a faint smile.
He was so surprised that he clenched his fists tighter: "Old guy!"
In the past, we parted ways after being buried in the Demon Valley, and it had been too long since we had seen each other. This middle-aged man was his mentor, the man who sent him to the second realm, known as the old drunkard, and the peerless talent of the Burning Sun Sect!
The old drunkard laughed with his arms around Lin Tian's neck, and was quite dissatisfied: "Boy, you're so cute. After so long of separation, your dearest master suddenly appears. You shouldn't cry with joy, rush over and grab the corner of your clothes and call "Master" ?" As he said that, the old drunkard imitated Lin Tian's previous actions and touched his chin: "Well, that's what I thought."
Lin Tian was originally a little anxious and uneasy, but after seeing the old drunkard's appearance, the uneasiness in his heart disappeared instantly. At this moment, listening to the old drunkard's words, he couldn't help but roll his eyes.
The old drunkard laughed again, and then his eyes moved slightly and fell on the black dragon on Lin Tian's shoulder: "Tsk, tsk, the legendary dragon, yes, I hope that the blood in this little guy can be fully awakened in the future, and he can turn into a dragon. The real dragon that reaches the sky, after that, riding the real dragon to travel around the world, it’s amazing just thinking about it.”
Lin Tian was speechless, but the black dragon trembled fiercely, facing the old drunkard's eyes, the scales all over his body stood up. At this time, the aura on the old drunkard's body was obviously normal, but it felt an extremely terrifying fluctuation, as if it was facing a peerless black hole that swallowed the heaven and the earth.