Chapter 436 Immortal Through the Wall

Cen Ruoqiu walked far away to Ji Yuan. She had something to ask him, but she stopped dozens of feet away, because she saw two figures sitting under the tree, one was Ji Yuan and the other was Song Qingyun.

From afar, Song Qingyun and Ji Yuan seemed to be chatting, and they were chatting vigorously and dancing.

"...what I said..." Cen Ruoqiu heard Song Qingyun say this from afar.

"His voice is very familiar, so familiar!" Cen Ruoqiu's heart pounded when he heard it, and suddenly remembered that night, the mysterious and familiar voice excused himself.

She sorted out her thoughts, pretended to walk to the two people calmly, and began to shout in the distance, "Brother Ji Yuan, Elder Song, what are you talking about?"

Song Qingyun and Ji Yuan looked sideways at her at the same time. Ji Yuan smiled and said, "We are talking about bullshit fairies! How about it, girl Cen, do you want to insert a bar too?

Cen Ruoqiu knew Ji Yuan's virtue, so he laughed and said, "Okay, let's talk about this bullshit fairy, bullshit justice!"

"Don't joke!" Ji Yuan is like this. When others laugh with him, he will be serious instead.

"Well, I want to ask you about..." Cen Ruoqiu said.

"Then you can talk first, and I'll leave." Song Qingyun smiled at this time and held his hand.

"Don't worry, brother, let's talk together!" Ji Yuan and Song Qingyun are quite chatted. In the past few days, he began to feel that although Song Qingyun had been his eldest brother for several years, he did not know anything about others in those years, but now his understanding has increased a little. This person is still quite interesting.

"No, I still have new people to bring!" Song Qingyun said without looking back.

"Look at him, he is so arrogant, he has been so arrogant since he was a child..." Ji Yuan then complained helplessly to Cen Ruoqiu, "Oh, by the way, are you looking for me?"

"Have you known Elder Song since childhood?" Cen Ruoqiu did not answer the question.

"Well, it doesn't matter. He was already an apprentice of the master before I was born. By the time I became an inner disciple, he was already very successful. Why? Do you care so much about him? Be careful of your little brother's jealousy!" With that, Ji Yuan began to be out of shape again.

"Brother Ji Yuan!" Cen Ruoqiu couldn't laugh or cry, so he had to express his dissatisfaction seriously.

"Okay, I won't talk nonsense. Go ahead." Ji Yuan saw Cen Ruoqiu like this and knew that she was serious, so he asked, "What's going on? Is there anything more shocking than the fact that the immortal is a bad guy?

"Song Qingyun, how on earth did he enter Wanjian Villa? When did you enter? Where was he before entering Wanjian Villa..." Cen Ruoqiu asked many questions in one breath.

"Well, why don't you just ask him where his ancestral home is and whether he is married or not! Or ask his parents who are..." Ji Yuan joked after hearing this, "But what on earth are you doing?"

"Tell me first!" Cen Ruoqiu said, "It's very important."

"Well, let me tell you, all I know is that he seems to be a northerner, called Songjiazhuang. Alas, he is old and oily. He has lived for a hundred years, and you can't verify it. Besides, the whole world has become like this now. Where can I find it?" Ji Yuan said, "As for when he entered Wanjian Villa... I really don't know about this. I was not born when he came."

"Oh." Cen Ruoqiu nodded thoughtfully.

"But why are you so interested in him?" Ji Yuan looked at Cen Ruoqiu. If he explored it seriously, his eyes would be very eye-catching.

"Nothing, just curiosity, because he always doesn't like to joke." Cen Ruoqiu smiled and said perfunctorily.

......

Jiang Hanye was covered with sweat, although it was late autumn now. He slowly opened his eyes and sat cross-legged. In his body, a hot current surged from the left side, and a cold current surged from the right side. Two completely different true air flows gathered at his spiritual cover and collided with each other, making him only feel the buzzing in his head.

"Strange, what's going on? Since I broke through the five-fold realm of the dark doctor, such a thing has happened almost every day after Meng Xiu gets up. Jiang Hanye muttered secretly, "Is it true that dark doctors and martial arts are actually two professions that collide with each other? If so, that would be bad."

After thinking for a long time, Jiang Hanye couldn't find any good way. Finally, he shook his head and simply didn't think about it.

"Huh? It's getting dark, where's Qiu'er?" Jiang Hanye said to himself that he lit the candle in the dark, and he could hear his breathing and heartbeat quietly in the house. He walked to the table and wanted to pour himself a glass of water.

click!

With this slight unbearable click, Jiang Hanye's hand solidified in mid-air. He remained motionless. After a moment, he calmly sent the cup to his mouth and drank it with a grunt.

There is someone outside.

Yes, there is someone outside! Within 20 feet, even if a mosquito flew by, he would not misheard it, not to mention that this man also brought such a powerful aura.

Jiang Hanye picked up the Xuanyuan sword and came to the door. He concluded that the man would come in, the door or window, or the roof? Jiang Hanye thought of many possibilities, but what he didn't expect was that the man would enter through the wall.

There is a child, that is, Xiaotong. He wore a sheep's horn braid, held something like a stick, wore a red belly pocket and green trousers, barefoot, and came through the wall.

Because the wall that Xiaotong wore was just parallel to Jiang Hanye, he did not find that Jiang Hanye was next to him when he came in. Instead, he looked around curiously.

"What are you looking for?" Jiang Hanye was shocked by the way Xiaotong appeared, but he remained calm on the surface and asked faintly.

On the contrary, Xiaotong was shocked by Jiang Hanye. He really jumped away and smiled awkwardly after being separated from Jiang Hanye: "So you have found me long ago."

Xiaotong is really a child, and even his voice is a childish voice, but the powerful aura emitted by him shows that the child is not good.

"Do you immortals like to come through the wall uninvited like this?" Jiang Hanye looked down at him. The child looked only thirteen or fourteen years old at best, pink, with a smile on his face, but his eyes were cold, as if there was an iceberg in his heart.

"You are the king." Xiaotong said.

"What does this have to do with you?" Jiang Hanye frowned.

Xiaotong smiled and said, "Since you are the king of man, you are naturally the master of the world. What we immortals want is you, the king."