Little Yuan'er immediately calmed down and said with an indifferent expression: "Master, I don't want these boots."

Lu Zhou looked at the Cloud-Stepping Boots.

The Cloud-Stepping Boots and the Yunshang Yuyi are not ordinary things.

It is said that the boots are specially woven for fairies in the sky. After wearing them, they will be as light as a swallow and can soar into the sky.

The material used to make the Cloud-Stepping Boots is composed of extremely precious double flying feathers and fire ashes. After being smelted, it is made by a master tailor.

Lu Zhou said: "Go back and tell Yu Zhenghai that if you want to admit your mistake, you can come in person."

The four guardians breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this.

They all stood up, bowed their hands towards Lu Zhou, and said, "Junior, I will definitely bring the words to you."

The four of them retreated in the air until they reached the flying chariot.

Up to this point, the four guardians are all masters, not in a hurry or slow...

But when the flying chariot turned around, it was like a frightened fish, darting away into the distance.

Wei Zhuoyan also breathed a sigh of relief...

He cupped his hands towards Lu Zhou and said seriously, "Thank you, senior."

The momentum and majesty of the previous general were gone.

Li Jinyi also bowed: "Thank you, senior..."

Lu Zhou looked at Li Jinyi and asked, "Where is Jiang Aijian?"

Li Jinyi was stunned for a moment at this one.

She suddenly remembered that the little sister next to her had mentioned her name, and no one could touch her or Wei Zhuoyan by name. Obviously the old man recognized her.

So what's the point of lying?

Li Jinyi leaned forward and said: "Skylark Tower."

Mingshi frowned slightly.

This Jiang Aijian...has left the royal family. Is it possible for the master to go see him?

"What is he doing in Yunque Tower?" Ming Shiyin asked.

"fishing."

"fishing?"

"He said he likes fishing... He has been fishing in Yunque Tower these days. The little girl doesn't know anything else."

Li Jinyi answered truthfully.

Lu Zhou nodded... and said, "Then go to Yunque Tower."

The streets of Anyang are empty.

Lu Zhou put his hands behind his back and left.

Ming Shiyin turned around and glanced at Wei Zhuoyan's soldiers and said, "Don't say you can't handle these losers."

The rubbish refers to the rebel army.

When passing by Li Jinyi, Ming Shiyin stopped and said, "Consider joining Motian Pavilion?"

Li Jinyi bowed slightly and did not answer.

Ming Shiyin had no choice but to give up and follow him.

Little Yuan'er didn't leave so quickly. She said hello to the Ci family first, and also passed by Li Jinyi: "Sister... listen to my advice and must sever ties with Jiang Aijian. That guy is very shameless."

"Um...thank you little sister. I'm not familiar with him." Li Jinyi nodded.

"That's good, goodbye... By the way, you are the first stranger I like... Hehe..." Little Yuan'er held her hands behind her back and jumped up to catch up.

Duanmusheng was more straightforward and handed over his hands: "Farewell."

Li Jinyi said that she was not familiar with Jiang Aijian, but no one except Xiao Yuan'er would believe it. How could it be an ordinary relationship for Jiang Aijian to open his mouth to save someone?

After Lu Zhou and others leave.

Wei Zhuoyan's soldiers all collapsed on the ground.

I don't know when I got a chill down my spine.

They were originally shocked to death by the sound power, and now they were in close contact with the demons... They were not shocked to death, but they were all frightened to death.

Wei Zhuoyan hated that iron could not become steel, and cursed: "Get up!"

A loud shout startled everyone.

I don't know why he was angry.

Li Jinyi's eyes became indifferent, he looked forward and said: "Only incompetent people will vent their anger on the people around them."

Wei Zhuoyan was silent.

After pondering for a moment, Wei Zhuoyan asked: "Do you know Jiang Aijian?"

"know."

An unnatural look appeared on Wei Zhuoyan's face.

"Jiang Aijian is known as one of the three great swordsmaniacs. He regards the sword as his life and loves the sword to the core. I heard that this person has a very bad reputation." Wei Zhuoyan said.

"What does it have to do with you?"

"Don't forget...even if I am fake, I am the commander-in-chief of the armed forces after all."

Wei Zhuoyan walked forward and looked at the chaotic army and masked practitioners in front of him.

The aura all over his body seemed to have become more confident than before, and he waved his hand: "Those who cause trouble... shoot to death!"

at the same time.

The four great protectors of the Nether Sect drove the flying chariot and flew back to Pingdu Mountain quickly.

When the flying chariot was suspended above Pingdu Mountain.

A figure flashed at the front of the chariot, stepped into the air, and stepped onto the chariot's head.

With his hands behind his back, he stood proudly upright.

The four guardians walked out one by one and bowed to this person: "Meet the leader."

"How did things go?"

Yu Zhenghai seemed to be very concerned about this matter.

Because he has never dispatched four protectors at the same time to handle one thing...

Hua Chongyang, the leader of the Qinglong Palace, bowed and said: "To the leader, the gift has been delivered... I also met the senior."

"oh?"

"Old senior has great skills. If the four of his subordinates join forces, they are no match." Hua Chongyang said.

When Yu Zhenghai heard this, his voice sank and he said: "Tell me all the details one by one, don't leave out anything."

The four protectors dare not neglect.

They have never seen the leader take something so seriously.

Hua Chongyang handed over and drove the four people to Anyang in a flying chariot. When they encountered chaos, they took action, but were repelled by the magical power of Rolling Words. All the details were reproduced verbatim.

Especially the power generated by the magical power of rolling words...the terrifying scene of forcing many practitioners to retreat is vividly described.

After listening.

Yu Zhenghai murmured: "The great power of sound skills..."

There are many people who are good at music skills.

However, there are very few people who can develop their music skills to the realm of great supernatural powers.

Yu Zhenghai is the top disciple of Motian Pavilion. He thinks he knows his master better than anyone else.

In my memory, I have never seen my master perform any great magical powers such as sound skills.

Yu Zhenghai paced back and forth, lost in thought.

He suddenly remembered the information provided by Lao Qi.

Could it be that... Master, he is really trying to practice the methods of other sects?

If it were anyone else, he wouldn't believe that he could master other techniques to perfection, but... this person was Ji Tiandao.

Or...master really has other friends?

"The person you saw is definitely Master and him?" Yu Zhenghai asked.

"I'm a little far away. Although I haven't seen the whole person of the old man...but I can be sure that the person I saw must be the old man."

"How can I see it?"
To be continued...