Chapter 166 The Return
It's a pity that someone's protest was completely ineffective, Jin Tian Laodao flicked it with his fingers, and the nebula dust and silver thread turned into two trailing meteors with long tails, and quickly shot at Yelukang who was still kneeling on the ground.

The speed is so fast that it is only in the blink of an eye.

Is it really going to be folded here?This time travel is too aggrieved!
The dust in the nebula is denser, and it flies at the fastest speed, sinking into Yelukang's forehead first; the silver line is slightly behind by half a breath, and follows closely behind.

Accidents always happen at the last minute.

Most of the silver line has been sunk, and there is still a small "tail" struggling in vain.At this moment, a group of soft milky white halo suddenly appeared at the end of the silver thread, dragging the silver thread and jumping suddenly.

The silver line flickered into the air again, and stayed at the line where Jin Tian Laodao's eyes were level.

"Fellow Daoist, this little brother has a predestined relationship with our clan, please do me a favor!"

The words sounded warm, but they also showed domineering and unquestionable.

{Why is this voice so familiar?Where did I hear it?

"You Wangxin" who escaped the catastrophe thought so. }
As if to show the opponent's muscles (strength), the soft silver wire curled up continuously in the air, forming a miniature jade white Pixiu in the air.

The image of Pixiu only existed for a second or two, and then turned into a silver thread like a swimming snake again.

{brave troops?

It's Shan Longwu!

You Wangxin instantly remembered the master of Pixiu who had returned from his soul. }
"Little brother?" Old Daoist Jin Tian narrowed his gaze slightly, but suddenly smiled relieved, "I'm about to have a major event, so there's no need for extra problems. But... the majestic master of beasts, you have to make up for the loss of the little disciple, right?"

"That's right, but—how can the compensation doll give you a benefit?" You Wangxin's silver-threaded body trembled uncontrollably for a few times, and another rumbling sound came out.

"variable?"

"What you need most in this place of crime and punishment is the help from the outside world. After I send him back, I will naturally send my fellow Taoist a suitable soul-robber.

With the relationship between master and apprentice as cause and effect, there will always be one or two helping each other in the future. "

Hearing this suggestion, Old Daoist Jin Tian was greatly moved, and while agreeing with a long smile, he cupped his fists and thanked him sincerely.

"Okay, agree!
You two have come from a long way, let this old man see you off for the last time! "

As soon as he finished speaking, Jin Tian Laodao waved his wide robe sleeves, a gentle force was generated out of thin air, and flew towards the sky wrapped in a silver thread in mid-air.

"I hope you keep your word, it's always good to have one more hope!"

After muttering to himself for a while, he looked at the father and son who dared not speak out in the gazebo, and finally his eyes stayed on the newly recruited apprentice.

"Okay, we will have a meeting later, but it's better for you to forget what happened today."

Old Daoist Jin Tian chuckled, and waved his sleeves again. At the same time, his body gradually became transparent until it disappeared completely.

The mountain breeze is still cool, and the chirping of apes and birds in the forest keeps coming and going.

Yelukang and his son slowly woke up from the sudden confusion. The middle-aged emperor glanced at the youngest son who was "about to explain the reason", and warned lightly:

"When you are in the emperor's house, you are often involuntary. Sometimes your personal interests will become... Alas—that's all, let's go back."

I hope that his words of cultivating immortals are just casual talk...

……

[PS: The story of Yelukang's immortal cultivation was mentioned in Muping's last book, interested readers can take a look!

Let me tell you a little trick: Who is the candidate for time travel that the Pixiu Lord promised? 】

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Blue Mountains.

Chen's luxury villa.

Still in Chen Zhijun's room.

Jin Linxi's pretty face was full of evil, and she stared angrily at Chen Xiaohong who was opposite, threatening again and again.

"Chen, don't be shameless!
explain!Where did your partnership get You Wangxin? "

Indeed, she has enough reasons to suspect that the other party is playing tricks.

According to Chen Xiaohong, Chen Zhijun would disappear on time at twelve o'clock every night, and even the people or animals he came into contact with would disappear together.

But just now——

The time displayed on my mobile phone was only [-]:[-], and the two people who were connected suddenly flickered and blurred. Even though she had given a timely reminder, You Wangxin still disappeared.

The original foolproof preparation was completely lost by the "advance accident".

How can it not be annoying?
Immediately afterwards, Jin Linxi discovered a strange thing.

The wind-up alarm clock on the bedside table rang synchronously when the two disappeared, and the time displayed on it was exactly twelve o'clock.

In such a big and wealthy family with many helpers, how could the alarm clock be off by 10 minutes without being noticed?

If these were just suspicions, what happened two hours later completely drove Jin Linxi into a rage.

Chen Zhijun is back!

It was a lot earlier than the other party said "return at six in the morning", but You Wangxin didn't return together!
The combination of the above suspicions is enough to prove that the Chen family siblings are lying!
It's a trick!

Facing such an aggressive threat, Chen Xiaohong felt even more baffled and panicked.

It really happened in my own home!
Everything is not behaving as usual!
"Miss Jin, I really don't know. I dare to swear to God, my brother and I really didn't mess around!"

In order to prove her innocence, Chen Xiaohong gritted her teeth, took a step forward and raised her right hand viciously towards the sleeping Chen Zhijun.

Pia——

A crisp slap sounded in the room.

Chen Zhijun, who was dazed, opened his eyes while covering his red and swollen cheeks, and stared at the "uninvited guest" in the bedroom in amazement.

"Sister, what are you doing? Who is she..."

Seeing her younger brother's innocent tragedy, Chen Xiaohong's eyes turned red immediately, covered with a light mist, which would turn into tears and roll down at any moment.

Even so, she still hardened her heart and asked sharply:
"Zhijun, tell the truth, where did you go in your dream just now? Is there someone else who went with you?"

With such a serious voice, Chen Zhijun, who was only 16 years old, had never seen such a battle before, so he quickly recounted the scene in his dream.

It was roughly the same as You Wangxin's experience, but the perspective was changed to that grain of nebula dust.

"What! You mean you saw a cultivator?..."

Chen Xiaohong was about to reprimand her younger brother for his nonsense, but Jin Linxi raised her hand to stop her, and she heard even more unbelievable questions.

"Chen Zhijun, you mean—your consciousness was injected into the body of a ten-year-old boy by the Qingshan old man? What about him?"

He, of course, refers to the slender silver thread formed by You Wangxin.

"It seems that I was saved by someone, but one of my consciousness was swallowed up, and I can't see the scene behind..."

At the end, Chen Zhijun paused for a moment, as if to confirm whether the memory was really missing.

Although he didn't know what was special about his sister and the person this strange woman forced to question, but he could guess one thing - that person was implicated by him.

Rescued?

Where did You Wangxin go?
Just when Jin Linxi didn't know what to do, another spatial disorder appeared on Simmons' bed, and the person who made them worry and fear suddenly returned.

You Wangxin is back!

(End of this chapter)

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