In addition to Lin Qingqing, Zhao Dengxian will send someone to go to the magic yuan with Zhao Sanjin. Zhao Sanjin doesn't care about it anymore. At present, Zhao Sanjin just wants to cherish the last half day and stay with Xia Lingmo and Liu Yingying.
Even if Zhao Dengxian didn't say anything about going to the magic abyss, Zhao Sanjin knew very well that the danger was no less than going up the knife mountain and down the sea of fire. If you have to use a word to describe it, this trip to the magic abyss would be a narrow escape.
Of course, Zhao Sanjin knows that he must not die. This is not only because there are three women around Zhao Sanjin, but also because Zhao Dengxian has put all his bets on Zhao Sanjin.
To put it bluntly, if Zhao Sanjin can smoothly enter the treasure house of the Heavenly Emperor and inherit it, he will have the strength to fight with the ancestors of the magic nightmare gate. If not, once Zhao Sanjin dies, the foreign Wulin will become a colony of the magic nightmare gate.
The severity of this is indescribable. Naturally, Zhao Sanjin must ensure his safety. Not only him, but all the people on this trip, except Lin Qingqing, will ensure Zhao Sanjin's safety.
In a word, the people who leave Qianshan mausoleum with Zhao Sanjin tomorrow can die except him and Lin Qingqing! It is such a truth that words are rough or not. Whether they are ugly or facts, they are indisputable facts!
In the backyard of Qianshan mausoleum, Zhao Sanjin came back with Lin Qingqing. Looking at the group of sun Feihu who were still waiting for him, Zhao Sanjin smiled and said, "well, the devil's nightmare door has gone. Let's have a rest!"
"OK!" the crowd nodded, but Zhao Sanjin took sun Feihu away and asked Lin Qingqing to go back to the room first.
"Boss, what's the matter?" Sun Feihu was very clear. Zhao Sanjin called himself alone. It was impossible to have nothing. Therefore, he asked more readily than Zhao Sanjin.
"I'll leave Qianshan mausoleum tomorrow!" Zhao Sanjin looked a little gloomy, looked at Sun Feihu and said with a bitter smile: "after leaving this time, life and death are uncertain. If I can come back alive, after the first World War of magic nightmare gate, I will take you back to the inner Wulin and return to our normal life."
Looking at Zhao Sanjin with a solemn face, how can sun Feihu not know the severity of this matter? Therefore, after Zhao Sanjin's voice fell, he said first: "we are now people in the outer Wulin. Our strength in the inner Wulin is a great threat. It's still uncertain whether we can integrate into that big group when we return to the inner Wulin, outer Wulin..."
Zhao Sanjin waved his hand, interrupted sun Feihu's words, patted the latter on the shoulder and said with a smile: "anyway, you are all the people I brought Zhao Sanjin into the outer Wulin, so we will bring you back to the inner Wulin. This is my principle and bottom line. It can't be changed!"
Seeing that Zhao Sanjin had already talked about this step, sun Feihu didn't continue to steal words, but silently nodded. Although the foreign Wulin was good, sun Feihu and they also integrated into the big group, but anyway, they were not from the foreign Wulin, and they didn't have a sense of belonging.
Naturally, if you don't want to go back to the inner Wulin, it's definitely a lie.
"So, if I can't come back this time, there's something I want to ask you!" Zhao Sanjin looked at Sun Feihu with a solemn face.
"Boss, just say it directly. Even if it kills me, I have nothing to say!" Sun Feihu's firm attitude made Zhao Sanjin laugh and shake his head slowly.
"What I want to ask you to do is very simple. That is to leave the outer Wulin with these brothers, Xia Lingmo and Liu Yingying, return to the inner Wulin and live a normal life until they find the man they want, get married and have children."
Zhao Sanjing's words fell down, looked at Sun Feihu seriously, and asked word by word: "can you do this?"
"Don't worry, boss, you will be able to come back safely. Even if you can't, I will protect my sister-in-law all their life until my sun Feihu dies!"
Sun Feihu suddenly patted his chest and assured Zhao Sanjin that the sonorous and powerful words also made Zhao Sanjin slightly relieved. He patted sun Feihu on the shoulder and said with a smile: "thank you!"
"Boss!" looking at Zhao Sanjin, who turned and left when the voice fell, sun Feihu stopped Zhao Sanjin and asked slowly after a moment of silence: "will you tell your sister-in-law about this?"
"I......" Zhao Sanjin was really asked by sun Feihu. For a moment, he really didn't know how to answer.
After hesitating for a while, Zhao Sanjin chose to leave directly. As for whether he would say it, sun Feihu already had an answer in his heart.
Pushing open the door of the room, Zhao Sanjin looked at the three women sitting on the bed talking and laughing. This happy feeling made Zhao Sanjin not only slightly distracted, but also remembered after a long time of Kung Fu. Shouldn't he smile happily at such a warm and happy scene?
"Husband!" cried the three women, especially Liu Yingying, who directly pulled Zhao Sanjin among them. Xia Lingmo also jumped on Zhao Sanjin's back, smiling like flowers, and asked skillfully, "have we won?"
"Of course!" Zhao Sanjin smiled, patted his chest and boasted: "don't look at who your husband is. Will magic nightmare door be an opponent?"