During these days when he was injured, it was Lao Zhang who rescued him, and the family of Zhang was treating him like a relative.

Even without all this, Ye Chen could still recover, but after all, he finally inherited the other party's love.

So what about Ye Chen, who is an ungrateful person?

"What are you doing?"

Lao Zhang was shocked by his sudden movements and waved his hand repeatedly: "It's not possible, it's not possible..."

In his mind, Ye Chen is an immortal, and it has been a blessing for many lifetimes to be able to save an immortal.

"Naturally makes!"

After Ye Chen bowed to the end, he raised his eyes and smiled: "In return, Ye can meet your three requirements."

“What are the requirements?”

Lao Zhang didn't react for a while.

Before Ye Chen could speak, Cuihua, who was beside him, looked at him calmly and suddenly said, "Are you leaving?"

Ye Chen said: "Not bad."

Of course he would not stay here, not to mention that this is not his hometown, he also has to look for his daughter, Yuhan and his parents.

Although she was mentally prepared, after hearing Ye Chen's affirmative reply, Cuihua still felt her nose was extremely sour.

She took a deep breath and pretended to be strong, "We don't want anything, just... as long as you don't forget me and my father."

Having said that, tears were still tightly placed on the corners of her eyes, preventing her from showing her fragile side.

As soon as these words came out, Lao Zhang sighed secretly.

Ye Chen was silent for a few seconds, then looked at the golden sword in Lao Zhang's hand: "Give me this sword!"

As soon as the golden sword fell into his hands, he stretched out with one hand and drew a trace of blood power from Cuihua's body.

As the seals formed with both hands, the bloodline power immediately merged with the golden sword.

"You keep this sword."

Ye Chen handed the golden sword to Lao Zhang again: "If you wait for your descendants to encounter a crisis of genocide, you can activate this sword with the blood of the Zhang family. Once this sword is unsheathed, it can cut all a thousand feet in a radius without leaving the livestock."

"But it can only be used three times. Do not use it at will before critical moments, remember it!"

With a wave of his sleeve, several bottles of elixirs and a technique fell into Lao Zhang's hands.

"The elixirs in the bottle are divided into innate elixirs and some elixirs that improve human potential. Among them, innate elixirs can make your father and daughter live for hundreds of years."

Before the father and daughter could speak, he said again: "As for that technique, it is called "Three Thousand Styles of Shaking the Sky Hammer", it is tailor-made for you and the two of you. You can practice it or pass it on to your descendants, but you must know that every man is guilty of being guilty of possessing a treasure."

His series of actions shocked Lao Zhang and his daughter. After he realized it, there was no one in front of him.

"wood……"

Cuihua could no longer stop crying, but unfortunately she still found nothing.

Old Zhang looked at the things in his hand and felt extremely heavy. He bowed to the sky a few seconds later.

He knew very well how great the opportunity Ye Chen gave them father and daughter, and it was also this opportunity that their Zhang family would inevitably revive.

At a height of 100 meters, Ye Chen looked at the father and daughter on the ground, with a hint of relief in his eyes.

"The origin of cause and death is the way of heaven!"

He murmured, and then said to Wu Gaomin beside him: "Let's go..."

What he didn't know was that after he left, Cuihua still did not give up looking for him.

Unfortunately, until the day when the father and daughter died of old age, they never saw Ye Chen again. Instead, their descendants had an indissoluble bond with Ye Chen.

...

From the moment Ye Chen left Dakun's territory, the Daluo Dynasty, which had already received the news, poured all its domestic army and besieged Dakun from all sides.

In less than three days, Da Kun completely fell and became a vassal of the Da Luo Dynasty. The Emperor Da Luo also treated Da Kun's people well according to Ye Chen's wishes.

Especially in Dongzhang Village, Lao Zhangtou became the village chief under the recommendation of the new villagers and renamed Dongzhang Village to Xianren Village.

The Daluo Dynasty, the capital of the capital Chongjing.

Ye Chen walked on the noisy street in blue clothes, looked up at the sides of the street, and found countless small vendors hawking, and many simple scholars were coming and going in groups, making them peaceful.

He had to admit that compared to Dakun, there were too many in Daluo, and it can be seen that the two emperors had different methods.

Wu Gaomin followed him in an endless manner, and the dignified Martial Saint introduced Daluo's style to him like a close servant.

Ye Chen nodded from time to time. When he was about to continue walking, he suddenly saw a hustle and bustle coming from behind.

The ground paved with blue bricks began to shake violently, and countless people standing in the middle of the road rushed to dodge on both sides.

"Boom..."

The vibration became more and more intense. Everyone subconsciously looked at the end of the street and saw a black torrent of steel surging at the end of the street, mixed with a monstrous ferocious aura.

As the black torrent arrived, the clouds gathered above everyone's heads were covered by such evil aura, covering the sky and the sun, which was very terrifying.

As the black torrent approached, a black and hideous flag appeared in everyone's sight.

"leaf!"

Above the flying flag, a leaf can be seen faintly, as if it is about to roll the wind and clouds.

At that moment, Wu Gaomin's expression next to Ye Chen changed slightly, and he exclaimed in secret: "It's the envoy of Daqin, the Black Dragon Guard, his Black Dragon Guard!"

"Is the envoy of the Great Qin?"

Ye Chen narrowed his eyes slightly.

Long before, he heard Wu Gaomin say that the envoy of the Great Qin seemed to have been looking for him.

But for some reason, he always felt that there was a faint sense of familiarity in the black torrent.

"Boom..."

As the black torrent approached, everyone could see clearly that it was a man wearing black armor, with his armor not airtight and only showed a pair of bloodthirsty and ferocious eyes.

"Emperor, I'll give in."

Wu Gaomin couldn't help but say.

As the master of Daluo, the envoy he sent naturally had a high status among Daluo and no one dared to mess with him.

However, Ye Chen did not move at all.

The next moment.

I saw that the torrent of steel suddenly stopped when it was about to hit the two of them, and the movements were uniform.

Among this amazing team of thousands of people, a most fierce evil spirit swept out.

When everyone saw the figure clearly, they were shocked to find that it was a boy in black armor. The boy's fierce eyes swept everything, looking down on the domineering.

All the eyes fell on the young man, and their eyes were full of horror, even Wu Gaomin was no exception.

Even though he was a teenager, he still felt a cold crisis from the other person.

You know, he is the Five-Turn Martial Saint!

Ye Chen looked at the black boy with a calm gaze slightly stunned, and a hint of astonishment and laughter appeared on his face.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!