Eternal Gate

Zhao Yun closed the window.

As early as the moment before the dream came in, the telescope had been collected.

He was too close to his mother, and even ignored the insider of this demon family.

She saw the clues, afraid of trouble.

"Tsk tut."

Holding a folding fan, Huan Meng leaned to the bed and glanced at the sleeping girl.

The main reason is to make a gesture to see if this beauty is beautiful.

Compared with each other, I still feel beautiful.

So, that is the son of Ji... there is an aesthetic problem.

"Senior Sister, it will be struck by thunder to disturb the beauty of Chunxiao." Zhao Yun squinted at the dream.

"Am...not beautiful?" Huan Meng fluttered her beautiful eyes.

"Beautiful." Zhao Yun did not deny.

After that, the guy added, "My mother said, the more beautiful people...the more dangerous."

"That's the courage to defeat Chu Wushuang?" Huan Meng's eyes were slanted.

"If you want to live a few more years, it's better to be counseled."

As Zhao Yun said, he also walked through the wall one step at a time. In broad daylight, you can't see your mother. It's better to come at night. The main reason is that the dream is still here, but she doesn't want her to notice anything.

"Wait for me." The phantom dream followed like a shadow, also coming out through the wall.

"These two... are really affectionate."

A visitor passing by, saw two men coming out of a room, and raised his eyebrows.

Zhao Yun went back to the street again, walking endlessly in the crowd, sometimes looking sideways, looking at the direction of the punishment tower, only then did he see clearly, he was heavily guarded, and he couldn't get close at all, let alone save his mother, he was afraid of Zhutian If you enter the realm, you may not come out, let alone, this is in the imperial capital, even in the quasi-tian realm, you have to kneel here.

He looked up at the sky, and rarely saw a flying mount.

It’s not that there are no mounts. It is forbidden to use mounts in the Imperial Capital. Only the Emperor Shadow Guards who directly obey the emperor’s orders are eligible to use mounts in the Imperial Capital, and there are very few people. Only those who have cultivated the foundation have this honor.

Therefore, the road from the sky to the Xing Tower is not feasible. I am afraid that it will fly to the sky in the last second and be beaten down in the next instant. This is the imperial capital of Daxia, and no one dares to make it here.

"Save people...it's hard to get into the sky." Zhao Yun muttered, feeling weak.

Or the Taoism is too shallow, or the cultivation base is too weak, if you want to forcefully break through, at least you have to be in the heaven.

"What do you want?" Huan Meng followed, putting on a woman's makeup.

"The master said that the reason why the imperial capital was closed was because someone rushed to the penalty tower." Zhao Yun said this, but in fact, he wanted to talk about it, and wanted to inquire about the defense lineup of the penalty tower from the side.

"Uncle Yunyan, he would actually fool people." Huan Meng shook her tongue.

"Master never deceives."

"Dignified Peak Master Zizhu, I don’t know where the penalty tower is." Huan Meng said, "In the entire Great Xia Long Dynasty, whoever dares to forcibly break the penalty tower, if you say Hongyuan, I still believe that it is number one in the world! With that strength, Tianwu In a situation like a big summer bird, she would hardly come out alive if she went to force the penalty tower."

"Really." Zhao Yun didn't believe it.

"There is a formation in the Xing Tower that transcends the Heavenly Martial Realm." Huan Meng whispered.

"Beyond Tianwu? Immortal?" Zhao Yun said tentatively.

"Now I know, why no one dared to break through!" Huan Meng glanced at Zhao Yun.

Zhao Yun was silent, and he made a lot of words with this side-by-side attack.

Immortal-level magic circle, this is so shocking, who laid the magic circle... Daxia Hongyuan?

The more so, the more puzzled he is.

What kind of secrets did the mother involve, and she was actually locked up in the penalty tower with a fairy-level magic circle.

Prisons of that level, even murderers, are not eligible to be locked up there!

Those who can enter the penalty tower are all serious prisoners.

"I haven't heard that the first place in the Xinzong Grand Competition is a true spiritual realm."

"Your news, is it from yesterday! That one is called Ji Hen, it is already in the Xuanyang realm."

"I defeated Chu Wushuang, how is this possible?"

Once a person is famous, legends can be heard everywhere.

It's the same with the imperial capital.

Such a prosperous imperial city, such a bustling street, how can there be no discussion.

At the time of the Xinzong Grand Contest, it coincided with the imperial capital being closed down. Some news has only been passed on until now. It shocked the world, and even the streets and alleys, tea stalls and wine shops, can hear the name Ji Hen, puzzled, shocked, embarrassed, Tsk...It's all over the street, there is always such a chatter, which sprays in the crowd, and there are always so many loyal listeners, the two eyes of the listener are glazed.

Vicissitudes of life.

Such a scene added a touch of fireworks to the prosperous world.

Zhao Yun walked gently, listening to his legends all the way.

There are so many deeds that have nothing to do with him. They are stuck on his head, mainly the storytellers. They want to give the name Ji Hen and add a layer of legendary color, so that they can win The audience favored it, and after passing it, it became very evil.

"Come."

Huanmeng dragged Zhao Yun, regardless of whether Zhao Yun was happy or not, he dragged into a shop.

After Zhao Yun shook his mind, he realized that it was a shop selling clothes.

The glamorous dresses, like blossoming colorful flowers, are so beautiful.

"Double Phoenix Peach Blossom."

Zhao Yun murmured and recognized Tao Fairy's stitches.

In other words, the needle method for recognizing the mother, the single phoenix needle and the double phoenix needle have the same effect.

"This is Tao Fairy's shop?"

Zhao Yunhuan looked around and could see through the name of the plaque: Taohua Pavilion.

With the word peach blossom, the owner of this shop is probably Tao Xianzi.

He saw the shop owner, who was a purple-clothed woman who was about the same age as Yun Yan. Although she did not look like an overwhelming country, he also looked like an overwhelming city. It should be Fairy Tao's helper or a subordinate.

"Girl, I haven't seen you for a long time." The purple-clothed woman smiled.

"The imperial capital is closed and cannot enter." Huan Meng smiled.

"This is..." The purple-clothed woman looked at Zhao Yun.

"Ji Hen." Huan Meng answered for Zhao Yun.

"You...is Ji Hen?" The purple-clothed woman was startled.

This is a celebrity! The first place in the Xinzong Grand Competition, the last battle... Defeated Chu Wushuang, who was a mastermind who was personally selected for Tianzong by the female coach Chi Yan. She only heard about it, and saw it for the first time. , It's good, it's like this, a bit too ordinary, a proper public face, thrown in the crowd, it's hard to find.

"I have seen seniors." Zhao Yun bowed his hand.

"Okay, really young and promising." The purple-clothed woman smiled softly.

In these two-and-a-half moments of effort, her eyes were on Zhao Yun, and she wandered back and forth more than a dozen times. Such an ordinary-looking kid actually defeated Chu Wushuang, but she didn't see any clues! Or is her vision too low?

"Senior, I'll try this one." Huan Meng smiled and took off a dress.

"If you like it, 20% off with you." The purple-clothed woman pulled her hair.

"Thanks, senior." Huan Meng walked in, and then, as if thinking of something, half of his head was exposed, looking at Zhao Yun, "You can't go, go shopping with me."

"Uh."

Zhao Yun replied casually, and walked around in the store.

He didn't want to leave.

Maybe, Fairy Tao will come to this shop later, she will have to go to the penal tower to see if there is a way.

"These two little babies... are they a pair?"

The woman in purple clothes at the counter murmured in her heart.

In terms of appearance, Ji Hen is indeed not worthy of Fantasy Dream; but Ji Hen is a masterful genius, which can make up for this very well. If it is true, it is still a good marriage.

"Senior, will Fairy Tao come back today."

Zhao Yun strolled around, leaned to the counter, and smiled.

"The imperial concubine has been summoned into the palace. I don't know when to return." The purple-clothed woman smiled.

Zhao Yun smiled and nodded, then walked away leisurely.

If you don't know when you will return, you may come back, and so on.

On the other side, Huan Meng had walked out and put on a white dress.

Not to mention, with this dress, there is indeed a little more indescribable aura.

"Isn't beautiful." Huan Meng turned around in place.

"No clothes...more beautiful." Zhao Yun took a sip of wine, opening his mouth is the point.

Huan Meng gave a white glance and concentrated on shining around in the mirror.

"Women... do they all like to buy clothes."

Zhao Yun held the jug and muttered alone.

Back in Wanggucheng, when his dantian was still not broken, he would go to the clothing store every time he went shopping with Liu Ruyue, and he would have been waiting for a long time before he fell asleep.

This one seems to have a match with Liu Ruyue.

As he expected, this one was better than Liu Ruyue. He tried dozens of pieces before and after. So, what about that? Yanran smiled, and seemed to enjoy this feeling.

He was a little bit tormented, yawning vigorously, from time to time, and urinary urgency, if it weren't for the waiting for Fairy Tao, his mother would have run away.

"this?"

The dream came out again, and he turned around in place, his posture fluttered.

"Without clothes...more beautiful."

Don't ask, since asking is just this sentence, it has become Zhao Gongzi's mantra.

Then, it was a blank eye of the dream, my old lady dared to take it off... would you dare to look?

Not very dare.

If Zhao Gongzi got up, he would only remember his surname Zhao.

"That's it." Huan Meng smiled sweetly and finally chose it.

Zhao Yun was quite conscious, and went out with a hip flask.

"Senior, that's it." Huan Meng came to the counter and took the silver ticket.

"Ji Hen gave it." The purple-clothed woman smiled.

"Thank you, senior." Huan Meng said, hurriedly chasing out the shop, scanning Zhao Yun up and down, "I didn't see it! You are still very sensible at the critical moment."

"It's better to pit me less in the future," Zhao Yun said earnestly.

"If you want to say that, I have to give you one too."

This girl was dragged away by Zhao Yun again, and she was still a clothing store.

It's just that the clothes sold in this shop are all men's clothes.

"I went to a banquet anyway, how can you be so sloppy."

The reason Huan Meng was looking for was still very formal. Zhao Yun subconsciously glanced at himself.

Really, the clothes are worn out.

The main reason is that too many people have been beaten, and there are still one or two footprints left.

"You are going to a banquet, not a funeral. Change one."

"This one is good, simple and restrained."

"This one is also good, but the sleeves are a bit short."

The pictures in the shop are still very warm.

A certain girl named Huan Meng seems to have become a little daughter-in-law, and then she buys clothes for her grandfather. She chooses clothes seriously, and her comments are also top-notch, at least, more reliable than someone.