Son-in-law, your wife ran away again

I heard that the gatekeeper of their generation is a very strange person.

The gatekeeper, who lives alone on the mountain, never accepts any disciples, and never sees any outsiders.

It is said that he is a man without spiritual power.

However, Lingbao Pavilion chose him as the gatekeeper.

The so-called Dikun Gate is the entrance to Lingbao Pavilion, and the entrance is called Dikun Gate.

The Dikun Sect has guarded the Lingbao Pavilion for generations.

All the treasures in the world are gathered in the Lingbao Pavilion. From ancient times to the present, the magic weapons left over from the so-called war between gods and demons, or the spiritual weapons created by skilled craftsmen today are all in the Lingbao Pavilion.

All are guarded by the Dikun Gate.

However, only the heads of the major families know about this matter.

Hua Zhaoying was able to find out about this, but it was only because the previous Hua Wuying couldn't speak firmly, and he was too clever, so he got his words out in a few clicks.

However, since that incident happened, Hua Wuying has changed.

Become taciturn and very cautious.

Hua Zhaoying knew that this was what a leader should look like.

But he also knew that the two of them could not go back.

He Zifu is Li Shanxi's disciple, the only disciple of that man.

However, it is also very likely to be his heir.

After all, He Zifu has become a person who can travel freely in Lingbao Pavilion.

He has been able to take out the objects at will.

Hua Zhaoying frowned, but a child of seven or eight years old, did that person really dare to hand over the Lingbao Pavilion to him?
At this moment, Mu Yan stared at Jin Zhong closely, seeing that Jin Zhong was about to disappear, Mu Mu Yan jumped up instantly and kicked the person in Jin Zhong.

He Zifu raised his head immediately, his eyes widened.

Immediately, a bouquet of flowers suddenly appeared in his hand.

He waved the bunch of flowers in the direction of Dusk Smoke.

Wan Muyan immediately covered her mouth and nose, but by the time she realized it, she had already fallen into a somewhat ethereal illusion.

Wan Muyan strengthened her will and wanted to recover quickly.

Suddenly, a familiar figure ran away from her.

It was a woman in white, holding a basket of flowers, leaving only a back view.

Excitedly, she ran towards a man standing not far away.

The man stood with his hands behind his back, his white clothes fluttering in the wind, he seemed to have heard the woman's footsteps, and was about to turn around.

Just when Wan Muyan was about to see him clearly, she suddenly came back to her senses.

At this time, He Zifu's dart was stabbing at her.

Wan Muyan immediately squatted down, and managed to avoid the dart.

Almost caught off guard.

That white figure flashed in Mu Muyan's mind again.

She recognized it immediately.

Isn't that person her?

She is only 21 years old, but she has no memory at all. When did she run through the grass with those flowers, and when did she wear this kind of clothes?

The world she lived in would never have given her such an experience.

Maybe that's just an illusion.

Mu Yan thought to herself.

She leaned forward, and the silver needle was thrown out again.

He Zifu also rushed forward, dodging the silver needle in her hand.

The distance between the two narrowed in an instant, Wan Muyan pinched her own sleeve arrow, and was about to find the right time to shoot it at him.

And suddenly, He Zifu spoke in her ear.

"He wants me to tell you, don't forget why you're here."