I Hang Up In the Fantasy World

　　 appeared from a mountain forest, and Zhang Yi appeared on the trail.

　　 At the end of the trail, there stands a mottled city wall.

　　The city walls are lined up, extending in their line of sight until they reach a place invisible to the human eye.

　　 The city wall blocks all the creatures moving forward, and the blue stones that cast the city wall are covered with various traces.

　　There are sword marks, knife marks, flame burn marks, brown-black blood clotting...

　　 After paying a small fee, Zhang Yi entered the Rock City and walked straight to the east.

　　 The Zhang Family, one of the three major families in Rock City, is located on the east side of Rock City and built the Zhang Mansion covering an area of ​​200 acres.

　　 the vermilion gate, the white wall and red tiles, two stone lions sitting at the gate, and another guard guarding the gate.

　　 Looking at the word Zhang Fu in front of him, Zhang Yi sighed lightly, with a smile on his face, "After about half a month, I am finally back!"

　　 "Who is the person who is here, give the name as soon as possible. This is Zhang's Mansion. If you don't have an appointment, you can't enter."

　　 Zhang Yi walked to the gate, but on the way, he was stopped by a guard with a face.

　　 Zhang Yi was about to speak, suddenly, another guard recognized Zhang Yi, quickly grabbed his companion, interrupted him, and then bowed his head respectfully to Zhang Yi.

　　 "Young Master."

　　 As he said, he glared at the square-faced man, and explained: "This is the son of our Zhang Family Patriarch, Master Zhang Yi, are you confused, you dare to stop Master."

　　 Then he explained flatly:

　　 "It makes the young master unhappy. This kid has just served as a guard and is not very familiar with people. After I return, I will teach him a lesson and promise to never commit it again next time."

　　 "Okay, okay, it's all trivial things, don't take it to heart." Zhang Yi smiled gently.

　　 glanced at the nervous guard who consciously made a mistake, Zhang Yi then asked, "By the way, can my parents be at home?"

　　 The guard quickly replied: "The Patriarch and Mistress are here, and they are in the discussion hall now."

　　 Zhang Yi nodded, crossed the two of them, and headed for the hall.

　　 After Zhang Yi couldn't see the figure, the square-faced guard breathed a sigh of relief and whispered:

　　 "I was scared to death, he is Zhang Yi, the young master of the Zhang family?"

　　 "This time you are lucky. The young master is kind and doesn't care about your faults. Keep your eyes clean in the future. You can't make a mistake."

　　 The square-faced man nodded, and he was also a bit wronged. He also heard the introduction of his companion by accident about this news about the young master.

　　 It is said that the young master of this family was sent to the Qingyunzong practice when he was 12 years old.

　　Where did I think he was so unlucky, it happened to hit him a second time.

　　...

　　 When Zhang Yi passed the garden, he touched his face and muttered, "I am so scary."

　　 The conference hall, after entering from the main entrance, you will arrive through a garden.

　　 Zhang Yi looked forward. At this moment, two guards were guarding the door.

　　 are all full of energy, holding a big knife, a pair of eyes scanning constantly, a look of alertness.

　　 Looking at the fluctuations of his body's aura, he seems to have reached the late stage of the Yellow Realm.

　　 Looking at them, and thinking of the episode when he entered the door, Zhang Yi felt a sense of pride inexplicably.

　　 He couldn't help feeling that they were all good guards of his family.

　　 If he fails to get this on-hook mini-game, with the cultivation qualifications of this middle grade, after a few decades, he is afraid that he will take over the burden of his father and become a new generation of Patriarch.

　　 But now, he has more ambitious goals, and the family will surely grow more vigorously under his wings.

　　 So-now it's not a big deal for the father to sacrifice a little for his son's bright future.

　　 "Young Master."

　　 "Young Master."

　　 aware of someone approaching, the two guards both looked at the people coming, and after seeing the people clearly, they both respectfully said.

　　 Zhang Yi smiled at them and nodded, then passed them and entered the hall.

　　 The hall is magnificent, with great lighting, and there are two people standing inside.

　　 The man was dressed in black, strong, tall, and he looked like he was about forty years old. He didn't look angry or pretentious. He just stood there quietly, and there was a sense of oppression oncoming him.

　　 This is the majesty temperament that only a high position possesses.

　　 Next to it, there is a graceful and luxurious woman with a nice appearance. She looks about thirty years old. If you look closely, you will find that there is some similarity with Zhang Yi's appearance.

　　 The two are Zhang Yi’s parents. The Zhang family advocates Chen and his wife Lin Wanqing.

　　 "Father, mother."

　　 Zhang Yi bowed down naturally, and was immediately pulled up by the delighted Lin Wanqing to one side and chattered.

　　 said it was chattering, but Zhang Yi has been talking about his various experiences in the sect—

　　 ahem, although Zhang Yi has been adhering to the low-key principle over the years, he practiced on his own and never participated in sect activities.

　　 But even though I haven't participated in it, I've seen it after all. It's okay to brag and superfluous.

　　 When I saw Zhang Yi open his mouth, he used both hands and mouth, talking about witty words, dancing and dancing, excited, I didn't know, I thought he was the protagonist.

　　 After a while, it was the father Zhang Chen who interrupted the chat.

　　 "Okay, we need to communicate with each other slowly after returning to the house. UU reading www.uukanshu.com" Zhang Chen first said to Lin Wanqing, then looked at Zhang Yi, raised his eyebrows, and said in a bad tone:

　　 "You kid, the family doesn't come back at the end of the year. What kind of wind is blowing you back today? Can't you think of us?"

　　 Zhang Yi's face is a bit embarrassed, in order to avoid being involved in the so-called emergency and encountering danger.

　　 Zhang Yi has been implementing the principle of "No Participation as long as it is not necessary".

　　 And the family's year-end big competition, this is from the name, it can be seen that the family meeting that must trigger the plot event, Zhang Yi of course will not participate.

　　 Every time Zhang Yi stayed near the family competition, Zhang Yi would always find various reasons to prevaricate.

　　 And this also made him not well-known among the younger generation of the family. Although Zhang Yi didn't care at all, it is natural for his parents to have grievances.

　　 Fortunately, Zhang Yi had a countermeasure.

　　 saw him look serious and talk freely:

　　 "My generation of warriors should naturally focus on cultivation, rather than busying with trivial matters."

　　 "In the past few years, in the Qingyun Sect, I have always lived in the simplest sense, practicing assiduously in retreat, in order to achieve success in cultivation and set foot on a higher level as soon as possible."

　　 "In this way, it can be regarded as living up to the expectations of Father and Mother."

　　 Zhang Chen looked at his son in astonishment.

　　 Young people, who is not young and vigorous, striving for strength and courage? That's how he came here.

　　 I didn’t think that my son was already so conscious at this age.

　　 A sense of pride surged in Zhang Chen's heart for a while, and the little helplessness that had been run by the elders on weekdays was swept away. He asked:

　　 "So, are you coming back?"