After 100 years of leatherworking, I have become a giant in the magic sect.

Chapter 142 141. Can't you just hide it? Idiot! (8.3K words - long chapter, please subscribe)
The light snow fell quietly in this foreign land that had long been far away from Jin State. Song Yan looked at the "Changchun Hall" plaque that was broken into two pieces with a smile or tears.

You mean angry?

Not really.

You have been in the wind and clouds, walked the aisle between life and death, served as the leader of the immortal sect; you have seen the princes of the mortal dynasty kneel down and wipe their boots with their faces, and you have seen the whole sect worship you as if you were their ancestor; you can decide the life and death of anyone with just a glance, and you can knock down the seemingly powerful Chuhuang City like a toy building block with just a move of your hands and feet.
Where does the anger come from?
I really can't get pregnant at all.

Toys are easy to destroy but difficult to build. The imperial city on earth is a good place.

At this moment, the troubles that plagued mortals even seemed somewhat new to him.

Joy, anger, sorrow, happiness, wealth, poverty, the mundane world, sadness and joy, separation and reunion, all are interesting.

'No wonder many old monsters like to pretend to be mortals and escape into the world of mortals. It's really interesting. This kind of thing is really relaxing.'

Song Yan looked at the plaque that was cut off by the gangsters, and instead of being angry, he felt a sense of relief and even pleasure.

If you fight a group of dark and sinister space monsters with eight hundred eyes every day, and suddenly one day you see a kindergarten kid beating you for a very childish reason, you will only feel relieved.
At this time, Song Yan secretly sighed, "The masters and nobles want to be gods, but the gods also want to be masters and nobles again. As the saying goes, people in the world are helpless, and becoming a god is even more helpless."

He bent down slightly, picked up the two broken plaques, brushed off the snow on them, wiped them, and then cursed a few words: "This disease, it can be seen that it was caused by a monster, how can it be cured, how can it be cured!"

Immediately, he picked up the sign again, groaning, "Oh, my sign, my sign."

After groaning, he shuddered as if he had thought of something and muttered, "Are they coming back for revenge? These gangsters are ruthless and unreasonable. I'd better avoid them."

After a while.

Tianxiang Tower.

"Can it be cheaper?"

"Three taels."

"How about two ounces and eight cents? It's so late now."

"Three taels."

"Hey, it's already past midnight, and I didn't come here as soon as it got dark. Can't you give me a discount, grandma?"

The madam rolled her eyes, glanced at him and said, "Are you here to seek refuge? Doctor Li is just a little way from our building, and the noise is so loud. Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, do you really think I'm deaf? I didn't charge you more because we're neighbors."

"Hey, I'm a doctor."

"Come on, who can you cure?"

"Okay, three or two is three or two."

Song Yan carefully took out the silver and was then taken into a room.

Soon the door was pushed open, and the young lady in a red gauze dress, barefoot on the warm floor, walked in with cat steps, then turned around and raised her hips.

With a click, the door closed.

After she put her hands away, she quickly put on the bolt with her slender white fingers, then looked at Song Yan and said with a giggle: "This girl will not break her promise."

As she spoke, she darted forward like a cat, came close to Song Yan, and breathed seductively in his ear, "Even though I'm sleepy right now, I said I'll accompany you with all my heart, and I'll definitely do it with all my heart. I'll keep my word!

Come and feel it to see if it is comfortable. This is a new gauze dress I bought for you. You haven’t worn it during the day.”

A night passed, and Song Yan lay comfortably on the couch, with the soft jade and warm fragrance in his arms, but he was still thinking in his mind: What happened last night was not common, and something might happen in this Chuhuang City.

After all, the fox and wolf tribes are not vegetarians.

When he was hiding in Nanwu Jianmen, Grandma Hong and General Gu were constantly causing trouble, from using the Soul Gold Stone as bait, to impersonating him to do evil outside, to releasing the monster Two Peaches to Kill Three Warriors. He was really under a lot of pressure.

It was also by luck that he took advantage of the right time and place as well as the opponent's negligence to kill the two monsters in seconds.

Now that this has happened, it would be unacceptable if the foxes and wolves in Chu did not do something. Even this incident itself has their shadow.

Well, I wonder what Tang Fan should do?
Come to think of it, he was quite curious about Tang Fan.

He knew that he had talents and wisdom that were unmatched by others, but what about Tang Fan?
Is this really the chosen one of heaven? Or is there some treasure?
Just as he was thinking about it, the woman in his arms woke up with a moan, hit him lightly like a spoiled child, and said, "You look so dead, I didn't realize you were so violent, your bones are almost broken. Yawn, it's time, I have to leave."

Having said that, Shuangyun got up, put on her embroidered shoes, changed her clothes, and walked out.

Song Yan also stood up with full energy.

After a while, when Song Yan returned to Changchun Hall, he saw the honest waiter staring blankly at the plaque, muttering: "This, this."

Song Yan stamped his feet and said, "Xiao Pan, what are you daydreaming about? Go and ask a plaque maker to make a new plaque for you!!"

The honest fellow called Xiao Pan was named Pan Yu. He nodded hurriedly and ran away.

After working hard for most of the day and paying a lot of money, the new plaque of "Changchun Hall" was finally hung up again.

But business has become even worse.

After knowing the whole story, Pan Yu did not suspect that "those people in the martial arts world were poisoned by monsters", but suspected that "his own doctor was really incompetent and failed to rescue them in time". Although he did not say it, his eyes were full of suspicion, and he wished he could write the words "Doctor Li, are you able to do this?" on his face.

Song Yan patted his shoulder and said earnestly: "Let's not talk about anything else. Anyway, my medical skills are definitely not the worst in the imperial city of Chu."

He really didn't lie about this.

He had some knowledge of this industry before entering it.

His current level of being a "mediocre doctor" could even be ranked as middle-level in Chuhuang City.

His medicine has never killed anyone, nor has it delayed or aggravated any illness, nor has it ever caused anyone to go bankrupt.

After hearing what the shopkeeper said, what else could Pan Yu say? He just kept sighing.

It was not until Song Yan said to him, "No matter how the clinic's business is, you will get the same amount of money" that Pan Yu thanked him profusely. But when he left, he still sighed.

He has to support his family, but wants a stable job.

Looking at the situation now, he really doesn’t know how long Changchun Hall can remain open.

Seeing that it was getting dark, Song Yan prepared to close the door.

At this moment, hurried footsteps suddenly came from the distance.

Pan Yu ran from the alley with a pale face. When he saw Changchun Hall which was still open, he stumbled and fell to the ground. Then he used his hands and feet to crawl and jump over the threshold of the clinic.

Song Yan hurriedly helped him up.

Pan Yu was so frightened that he could not speak clearly. He just stared at the door and said, "Kuangguan."

Song Yan quickly closed the door.

After a while, Pan Yu finally caught his breath and said, "Monster, monster, so scary."

Song Yan asked: "What demon?"

Pan Yu said in a trembling voice: "The fox head was eating people. When he saw me, he raised his face, and his mouth was full of blood."

Song Yan shuddered.

Both of them fell silent.

Song Yan narrowed his eyes and looked into the distance.

Since even this honest fellow of ours could encounter a fox demon, it meant that what happened last night really had an impact, at least the demons here were moving.

Although the local sect Qianhe Sect does not have the "high moral standards" of Nanwu Jianmen, as a sect with its capital in Chuhuangcheng, it naturally has the function of a "national protector sect" to a certain extent.

The fox demons are causing trouble, so they should take action.

"I'm afraid one of the old monks was injured last night. The fox wolf is just testing the waters to see if he can still make a living."

"Xiao Pan, don't go back tonight."

"My mother, wife and children are all at home. How can I not go back?"

"Let me take you there." Song Yan sighed. If Xiao Pan went out alone at this time, he would most likely be eaten by the fox demon and wouldn't be able to come tomorrow.

"Then where can I go?"

"Let's go, sir. Let's try another route."

"Doctor Li, aren't you afraid?"

"afraid."

"Oh, I'm scared too."

Soon, Song Yan set up the waiter, carried the lantern, and walked out the door tremblingly.

He didn't even need to deliberately dodge or release his spiritual sense, but could avoid dangers on the streets by relying solely on his perception.

Once you enter the Purple Mansion Realm, you have completely transcended the existence of ordinary people in terms of both soul and body. How could such a small danger be a problem?

He sent Pan Yu to the door. Pan Yu thanked him profusely and had only one thought in his mind: I will follow this shopkeeper. Even if it means less money, I must keep Changchuntang open!

Song Yan turned and left.

Holding a blood-red lantern in his hand.

The lanterns swayed in the late winter evening breeze, so far away.

Perhaps in the alleys separated by a wall, there are demons rampant and fighting in the martial arts world.

But the path he took was very peaceful and uneventful.

As he walked along the way, Song Yan felt a lot of little demons, which also verified his previous thoughts: the foxes and wolves had taken action.

A few days later, late at night.

Song Yan had just finished making the pork skin jelly and was lying in the house to sleep when he suddenly heard an evil laugh coming from the sky outside, followed by a man's voice covering the surroundings.

"Today, I, Tang Fan, will go against the will of Heaven. What do you think of the Qianhe Sect?"

Then there was a rumbling sound of fighting.

Song Yan ran to the yard and looked into the distance with interest.

The fox and wolf's methods really are just three tricks.

Is he starting to use illusion to impersonate Tang Fan?
He looked for a while, then went back to the house, took out the Qi-Seeing Bead, and shone it from a distance.

But the red clouds became more and more intense.

But this richness is caused by superposition.

This means that all the monks from the Crimson Palace in the entire Chu Imperial City are gathering together.

The direction they are heading towards is naturally the Qianhe Sect.

Then Tang Fan is naturally the same.

"I'm afraid he has the same idea as me, and wants to use Qianhe Sect as a buffer to resist the fox wolf."

Seeing the fish moving towards the net, Song Yan was in a good mood. However, he was not in a hurry, so he did nothing and instead had a good sleep amid the rumbling sounds of the fighting.

The next day
Tianxianglou was so scared that it didn't open for business.

Naturally, the business of Song Yan's Changchun Hall was extremely bad. Xiao Pan stayed in the hall for a while, but was sent back by Song Yan while it was still daylight.

This situation continued for several days.

One day, in the evening, Song Yan took some silver and went to the butcher shop to buy pork skin. After walking a few steps, he saw a familiar figure at an alley.

The tall and delicate body wrapped in a royal blue jacket stood at the entrance of the alley that smelled of rot.

She was also holding a basket of whole grain steamed buns.

And there seemed to be someone else in the alley.

Song Yan walked closer and took a look inside. He saw five little beggars, all dark-skinned, boys and girls alike, and it was impossible to tell them apart.

The one who was carrying the coarse grain buns to give to the beggar was Miss Shuangyun.

Seeing someone approaching, the little beggars were frightened and the one who was a little bigger in the lead even pulled out a knife without a handle from his waist.

It is called a knife, but in fact it is just a piece of iron that has been sharpened.

The little beggar held on tightly and looked at him coldly until Shuangyun called out "Doctor Li", then the little beggar let go.

Song Yan rubbed his hands and said, "You're still out in this weather?"

Shuangyun said, "They usually wait outside for some leftovers from the guests, but the building has not been open these days. It's freezing cold, and I'm afraid they'll starve to death."

After a silence of one or two breaths, Shuangyun suddenly said, "They helped me fight a bad guest and avenged me.

The evil guest was a drunkard and a son-in-law. He was bullied by a woman at home, so he came to the building drunk to bully people.

I was cheap and lowly, but he spent ten taels of silver on me. And then, even though my body was bruised and swollen from the abuse, grandma didn't care.

The evil guest left after venting his anger, but they helped me beat up the drunkard on the way, so that he couldn't get home in time, and was later discovered by his wife at home. You can imagine what happened to him. "

Shuangyun smiled slightly, looking at the little beggars with an especially gentle expression, then touched the head of the child in front and said, "They are just like my brothers and sisters."

The little beggar who was leading the group frowned and said, "Auntie Shuang, why are you telling him this?"

Shuangyun said: "Doctor Li is a good man."

A dirty little dwarf at the back made a face, stuck out his tongue, and said in an innocent tone: "Lululu, can a quack doctor also be a good person?"

Song Yan's face turned dark, and he rushed over and grabbed the short guy.

The leading little beggar's face suddenly changed, a fierce look flashed in his eyes, and his five fingers tightly grasped the iron-like knife. He was about to rush forward, but was stopped by Shuangyun.

Sure enough, not far away, Song Yan pulled out the short man, put him in his arms, rubbed his hair, and said viciously: "Are you a good man? Are you a good man?"

Everyone could see that he had no ill intentions, nor was he angry. He didn't even care about the dirt on the other person. Instead, he played with the child in a way that amused a child.

The dwarf cried out, "Brother, Aunt Shuang, save me!"

The voice gave away the secret of the scream. It changed its previous tone and became childish, obviously belonging to a girl.

Song Yan snorted coldly, holding the little beggar in his arms and walking away, saying as he walked: "No one will come to save you today even if you scream your throat out."

The leading beggar hurried over and said hastily, "Hey! Mr. Li! What are you doing?"

Song Yan said: "Take him to eat wontons and change into warmer clothes. Will you come?"

The leading little beggar was stunned.

Shuangyun smiled, and when she saw the little beggars looking at her, she nodded slightly. The little beggars immediately followed Song Yan forward.

They left the dirty lanes and walked into the twilight sunlight, but they were a little scared and fearful, like mice walking into the street.

But soon, they were no longer ground rats.

They had new clothes.

Although it is a cheap second-hand item, it looks clean and warm.

A group of seven people sat under a sign that read "Fish Soup Wontons" and started eating.

The little beggars ate voraciously, and after they were full, they looked at Song Yan one by one, with light and gratitude in their eyes.

Song Yan felt that even if he asked these little beggars to do something particularly dangerous, they would not refuse. Not only would they not refuse, they would also pat their chests and say that they would definitely do it. Even if they died, these children would definitely try their best to do things for him before they died!

They were poor, but they still had their dignity and loyalty.

He likes these children and also likes Shuangyun, just like he likes Xiaojiu and Anli.

As long as he is with these people, he will feel genuinely happy and relaxed.

After the meal, he knew the names of the five little beggars.

The tall beggar holding the tiles was called Ahuai. He gave this name himself because he felt that only by telling others loudly "My name is Ahuai, the bad one", others would be a little more afraid and would not touch him easily.

The little beggar who makes faces and sticks out her tongue is called Xiaohuan. Even if she washes her face, she is not a cute little girl, but still pale and thin. However, her eyebrows and eyes are distinct, and it can be seen that she will be quite pretty if she is raised.

Seeing Xiao Huan still licking the bowl of wonton desperately, Song Yan said, "Little greedy ghost, stop licking it."

"Just lick it."

Xiaohuan muttered.

Frost Cloud laughed.

Song Yan said: "Business at the clinic has not been good these days. Come to the store to find me at this time tomorrow."

"This..." Ah Huai wanted to refuse, but he pursed his lips tightly, suddenly knelt down and said, "Uncle Li, if you can take care of us brothers and sisters, my life will be yours from now on!"

Song Yan naturally didn't want his life, nor did he need him to find out any information. He just simply liked these children, that's all.

However, he still nodded slightly.

Ah Huai then stood up in great joy and said repeatedly, "Thank you, Uncle Li, thank you, Uncle Li."

The next day
"Uncle Li, this... this is too difficult, right?"

"Didn't you say your life belongs to me?"

"Coco. Hey."

In the backyard of Changchun Hall, Song Yan threw several medical books to the five little beggars. He taught them how to read, identify herbs, and learn medical theories and skills.

Pan Yu was doing business in the front yard.

A few days passed like this
Only a few people come to Changchun Hall to buy medicine every day. If Song Yan hadn't taken over the shop, the shop would have been unable to pay the rent and would have left long ago.

On this day, a group of people suddenly came to the door. The leader was none other than Mrs. Qin San, who had bought medicine from Song Yan before. Mrs. Qin San saw that Changchuntang's business was not doing well, so she wanted to come here to buy the shop at a low price. After Song Yan refused, she asked some people in the martial arts world to take action.

Ah Huai directly blocked the door with a knife and said to Song Yan: "Uncle Li, don't be afraid!"

Xiaohuan quietly slipped out through the back door.

The two sides soon started fighting. Ah Huai guarded the door tightly with the desperate spirit of a mad dog, and even prevented those third-rate gangsters from getting in for a while.

Seeing Ah Huai being beaten with bruises and wounds all over his body, Xiao Huan appeared at the alley entrance in the distance.

And behind Xiaohuan was a group of beggars.

The beggars rushed forward. Those third-rate martial artists usually only relied on fancy moves and bragging. Now that they were outnumbered, they were defeated and ran away.

A few days later.
The servant of Madam Qin San went berserk and killed Madam San, and then was killed by the warriors of Qin Mansion.

After a period of investigation, the government classified it as a "murder of passion" and the case was dropped.

Song Yan, the boss of Changchuntang, was also considered by everyone to have "some connection with the lower class of Jianghu", but that was all. In the "status pyramid" of the Qianhe Sect, the top class in Chuhuang City, he was still in the middle and lower class, and no one cared.

The fight between the cultivators in Chuhuang City became more and more intense.

At the beginning, Qianhe Sect still cared about civilians, but gradually they stopped caring about them.

Many people in the Chuhuang City began to move and flee from the city.

Song Yan calmly used the Qi-Viewing Bead to look at the Qi above the imperial city.

As long as Hongyun doesn't leave the city, nothing will happen.

Chuhuang City is a city on the Xuanmai and the thousand-year-old foundation of the Qianhe Sect. How could it give up easily when facing the siege of foxes and wolves?

Now that the outcome is still undecided, I'm afraid an elder from the Qianhe Sect will rush back. It's hard to imagine a cultivator from the Crimson Palace running away.

If he runs, it might be Tang Fan.

In this fight from a bystander's perspective, Song Yan also saw a lot of things, among which what particularly caught his eye was the Qianhe Sect's "Formation Art".

The Qianhe Sect is different from the Nanwu Jianmen.

The formations of Nanwu Jianmen are mostly "traditional defensive shields" and sword formations jointly performed by Jianmen disciples.

However, the Qianhe Sect was able to use the formation flags to mobilize "Mu Xuan" to a certain extent.

Wind belongs to wood. After the condensation of Mu Xuan, the speed of Qianhe Sect became much faster. This is one of the reasons why the Fox and Wolf tribes, who were "waiting for the Purple Mansion to arrive in desperation and would rather jump over the wall in desperation", could not conquer Qianhe Sect.

Song Yan was practicing the "Ghost Infant Sutra", and the power of this technique could be increased by one or two levels in a dangerous place, so he was quite interested in the formation of "mobilizing special mysterious energy". Because if he could change his combat environment to a dangerous place, he would have a better chance of winning against the enemy.

In addition, he still couldn't forget the ancient teleportation array in the southernmost part of the Three Kingdoms, thinking, "If I can understand the way of arrays a little more, will I have the opportunity to visit the ancient teleportation array again in the future?"

Many thoughts flashed through his mind, and Song Yan came back to his senses.

It has been more than half a year since he adopted five children.

At this time, he was taking the five children to the government office to handle their household registration.

Originally, it was extremely difficult to register for the Chu Imperial City, but now there are too many people fleeing, and the government, who knows who, suddenly made a decision and issued a harsh order: Anyone who leaves the Imperial City will have their household registration cancelled and will never be allowed to return. Those who stay in the Imperial City and have a certain economic foundation and stable residence can apply for household registration.

So Song Yan brought his five children to do it.

Although it was the lowest household registration, it became a good household registration after Song Yan gave him some silver.

After completing the household registration, he took his five children to the wonton shop to celebrate.

Hongxianglou's business was not good. Even if there were customers, they were all going for the courtesan. Who would take care of Shuangyun's business? Shuangyun was also very idle. She was on the second floor looking downstairs. When she saw Song Yan and Ah Huai passing by, she waved. After learning that "the five beggars had household registration", she was also very happy, so she trotted down to eat wontons together.

After more than half a year, the seven of them sat together in front of the wonton shop again.

Ah Huai has changed a lot, and his eyes are more calm. Song Yan often teases him as a "gangster". Ah Huai is indeed developing into a "gangster". He gets up before the cockcrow every day, wields a sword, and then goes to work, cleaning Changchun Hall, and then takes his brothers and sisters to greet guests. With his busy schedule, Changchun Hall is actually developing in a good direction.

In addition, he also secretly gathered beggars scattered around the imperial city, giving them small favors and gathering more beggars. He was generous and very loyal. Now, in just half a year, he has been called "Bad Brother" by others.

Ah Huai, with his four younger brothers and sisters, had always wanted to recognize Song Yan as his father, but was always rejected. Fortunately, he did not mention it anymore, but silently regarded this benefactor as a relative in his heart. He thought that when this relative got old, he would take good care of him.

"Uncle Li, take your time eating." Ah Huai helped Song Yan carry the bowl and got chopsticks for him, then took the initiative to help his younger brother and sister carry the wontons.

Shuangyun smiled as she looked at Song Yan. She took a deep breath with some inexplicable nervousness and said jokingly, "Doctor Li, with five little burdens, you are not going to get married?"

Song Yan also smiled but did not answer, because he had already seen deep expectation, strong inferiority, and fear in the eyes of this young lady.

How would he answer?
Today, Frost Cloud looks ordinary, but she has been carefully dressed up. The fragrance she exudes is neither gaudy nor cheap, but the fresh scent of white plum blossoms.

He seemed to have said something like "white plum blossoms are very fragrant" at some point.

On the other side, Shuangyun thought for a moment and said, "I have saved enough money, a lot of money! Once I redeem myself from grandma, I will..."

She gritted her teeth and suddenly mustered up the courage to say, "This city is already in chaos now. Why don't we leave together and go to a small county in the countryside, where we can live well without spending much money.

These monks and demons are so scary, so scary. In their eyes, we are just like ants. It would be a waste if we died. The government can’t control it, the martial arts world can’t control it, no one can control it! We…”

Before she finished speaking, she suddenly stopped talking.

It wasn't that she suddenly lost her courage.

Now that the words have been spoken, you should stick to them.

However, a louder, more terrifying voice drowned out her voice, everyone's voice, and even the movements of the entire imperial city.

That's the howl of a wolf.

The wolf howl that makes your blood boil.

A deep fear ensues.

Fear is contagious. In a densely populated place like the Chu Imperial City, it was like a spark falling into an frying pan. It exploded violently in an instant and turned into a sea of ​​fear.

In the sea of ​​fear, a huge demon shadow is rising from the ground, about ten feet, more than ten feet, dozens of feet, nearly a hundred feet, reaching up to the sky, and its demon claws are extended to cover the sky.

Song Yan turned his head to look.

It’s in the direction of Qianhe Sect!

The fox and wolf finally couldn't wait any longer!

They only knew that a human Purple Mansion Realm was coming. But his delay in showing up might have given the fox wolves a wrong prediction, that is: Did he run away? Did he not come at all? If not, why didn't he show up? There was not much time left before the opening day of the King of Soul Threshold, why didn't he show up?
In fact, there is a little difference between the foxes and wolves here and the ancient generals of the Three Kingdoms. At least the wolf demon has never used its sonic attacks.

At this time, it is used as a killer weapon.

And the effect of this use is extraordinary!
Fear was greatly aroused, and Long Bo's blood was flowing to the extreme, so the demonic shadow created was even more terrifying.

The owner of the wonton shop was paralyzed with fear.

Frost Cloud was so frightened that she hugged his arm tightly, her body shaking uncontrollably.

Among the five little ones, except Ah Huai, the other four were like frozen wooden men, motionless, just looking up at the sky with fear in their eyes.

"what!!!"

The screams coming from nowhere added fuel to the atmosphere of fear.

Song Yan also didn't move.

But he just stared upward without moving.

There was actually still nearly a year left until the time he had set.

But he always felt that maybe he could catch Tang Fan today.

The sky was like a drunken Thundergod, dancing wildly with his drumsticks, emitting a continuous stream of loud and violent noises that could tear people's eardrums.

The rainbow light of the mysterious weapon was dense and crisscrossed like sudden rain and crisscrossing brocade.

The bright sunshine faded away, and dark clouds appeared like haze. In the gray and cold wind, the figures of the little fox cubs also appeared from the market. Then they rushed towards the Qianhe Sect from all directions, some standing and walking, and some running on all fours.

The fighting lasted for about an incense stick of time, and suddenly the sky brightened and violent explosions sounded like thunder breaking through the cold winter.

Opposite the fox demon's shadow that was a hundred feet long, a golden-armored divine figure that was several dozen feet long appeared.

With the appearance of the golden-armored god, people's fears were gradually relieved.

Excited shouts rang out from the Qianhe Sect.

"Ancestor!"

"Crane Ancestor!"

"It's Crane Ancestor who has come out of seclusion!"

"The ancestor is not dead after all!"

Amidst the excited exclamations, the golden-armored god suddenly swung his sword, which actually directly cut through the fox demon shadow, causing the latter's body to shrink suddenly.

This seemed to have cut off the shackles of fear in everyone's heart.

The entire imperial city was excited!

Song Yan felt that the frosty cloud around her arm had "thawed". She looked up at the sky with burning eyes, as if she had survived a disaster.

The wonton shop owner and the other customers eating wontons on one side suddenly knelt down one after another, looked up, and prayed continuously, muttering to themselves, saying things like "Bless me, may the gods appear".

Shuangyun was so excited that tears filled her eyes. She stood up and knelt. When she saw that Song Yan did not kneel, she gave him a look in surprise, and then looked at the golden-armored god in the sky with awe.

Ah Huai also hurriedly said: "Uncle Li, don't offend the gods."

Song Yan scratched his hair.

He understood what these two said.

He also understood whether it was good intention or bad intention.

Anyone who is not deaf can hear the concern in the words.

But why should he kneel?
He sighed, stood up with his hands behind his back, and rose like a pillar of light from the most ordinary wonton shop in the mortal world, cursing: "Tang Fan, you damn fool, can't you hide it? Why are you trying to show off in front of everyone? Hey, there is still a year left! I haven't had enough of this life yet!"

Although he was cursing, his movements were not slow. Just one appearance and hundreds of figures emerged around him. Each of these figures exuded the terrifying aura of a late-stage Crimson Palace cultivator.

The next moment, it headed towards the Qianhe Sect like a group of world-destroying meteors. The terrifying power it contained was many times stronger than that of the fox demon and the golden-armored god combined.

Time seemed to have frozen, and the entire Chuhuang City and Qianhe Sect were also frozen.

The powerful and invincible golden-armored god who seemed like a saint descending a second ago was instantly blown to pieces. The smoke and dust dissipated, and suddenly two people appeared in the place where the golden-armored god originally stood.

An ordinary-looking man, with his hands hanging down with an unhappy look on his face.

In his hand he was holding a young man in golden armor who was tied up with ropes.

The boy had a dazed look on his face, hanging in the air in disbelief.

The fox demon and wolf demon in the distance finally reacted and came forward.

The leading fox demon said respectfully: "Thank you for saving my life, ancestor!"

Song Yan uttered a rough “hmm” through his nose, then glared fiercely at the young man in golden armor in his hand, sighed, and cursed: “You stupid thing!”

(End of this chapter)