Reborn 80,000 Years Chapter 1395: Picture scroll

lnmao.org, the fastest update to the latest chapter of 80,000 years of rebirth!

The first thousand three hundred and ninety-fifth chapter scroll

A battle ended in Wu Shanhe's fiasco, and Emperor Mingchen's wrist was twisted by Yang Chen.

Neither of them had any good fruits in the end.

"Foster father..."

Wu Shanhe lay on the ground, crying silently, his eyes filled with sadness. However, Yang Chen didn't know whether Wu Shanhe's grief was because he knew that Emperor Mingchen could not go back, or was crying for the dead boss.

Just.

At this moment, Yang Chen is also a little helpless and sad for Wu Shanhe.

"Get up." Yang Chen stretched out his hand and said to Wu Shanhe.

Wu Shanhe grabbed Yang Chen's hand and slowly got up from the ground, he patted the dust on his body. Although Wu Shanhe has stopped crying, his face still has guilt.

"Foster father, I'm sorry, the child is ashamed of you." Wu Shanhe sighed, clasped his fists, and said.

"Don't say so much."

Yang Chen shook his head, then took out an elixir from the storage bag and stuffed it into Wu Shanhe's hand: "Take this elixir, so let's get rid of the toxins in your body first. "

"Yes."

Wu Shanhe respectfully took the pill and swallowed it.

Wu Shanhe's complexion became much better after the pill was in his abdomen, and his eyes gradually showed a clear and bright color.

The poisonous gas in the body was immediately wiped out by more than half.

Seeing this scene, Emperor Mingchen snorted coldly. Although he was a little dissatisfied, he didn't say much. He raised his hand, gently pressed his wrist, and healed the injury with spiritual power.

"Now, can I join you?" Emperor Mingchen asked.

As soon as these words came out, everyone's eyes were cast on Yang Chen in the crowd, waiting for the other party's answer.

And when he heard this, Yang Chen also raised his hand and patted Wu Shanhe on the shoulder: "Little nose, you provoked this matter yourself, so...the consequences must also be borne by you, hope You can understand me."

"I see."

Wu Shanhe was silent.

He raised his hand and bowed deeply to Yang Chen, tears rushing from his eye sockets uncontrollably.

"Foster father, the child is not filial, I am afraid I can't follow the foster father! Please take care of the foster father!"

"However, if the foster father does not have enough manpower, my grandson Wu Jing can help the foster father. Although this kid is stubborn for his own use, he admires the foster father tightly, and his cultivation is not too weak, maybe he can help Busy to foster father."

Wu Jing.

When he heard the name, Yang Chen raised his brow slightly.

He forgot about this kid.

This guy has been following Mr. Fukong Daochang for the past two years, and he has developed a good skill even if he wants to come. If you take Wu Jing with him, it might be able to play a little role, and Wu Jing's mind is extremely tough, which is obvious to all.

"I see." Thinking of this, Yang Chen nodded, then patted Wu Shanhe on the shoulder.

After saying this, the other party didn't stay any more, just turned around and walked away silently.

His back looks lonely and depressed.

"Foster father..."

Moqiu opened his mouth, as if he couldn't bear it.

"Can't you bear it? If you can't bear it, you can leave with him." Yang Chen glanced at him and said lightly.

"No!" Hearing this, Moqiu said quickly: "Foster father, I will not quit. It is my honor to be able to help foster father!"

Looking at the other person's nervous look, Yang Chen shook his head and said, "Don't be nervous, I don't mean to blame you." At this point, Yang Chen glanced at the others around him and said:" Now that everyone is here, we shouldn’t stay longer, Di Yan!"

"The old slave is here."

The demon **** stepped forward.

"Next, please take us to the place you mentioned." Yang Chen said with a smile.

However, after hearing Yang Chen's words, the demon **** smiled and said: "Master, where we are going is actually here!"

"Is here?"

When they heard this, everyone was taken aback.

Ling Yuyao looked around curiously, and said suspiciously: "But, there is nothing here!"

Except for some bare trees, there is nothing else around.

Looking at the doubts of everyone, the demon **** was not surprised. He seemed to have guessed everyone's reaction. The next moment, the demon **** suddenly slapped the storage bag, and took out a few things from the storage bag.

Everyone looked intently.

I saw that the demon **** took it out, and it was a few scrolls.

"The picture scroll?" Mu Lingyun frowned slightly, and asked suspiciously: "Senior Demon God, is there anything strange about this picture scroll?"

However, when he saw this picture scroll, Yang Chen's complexion changed abruptly, and his eyes also showed incredible expression: "This is... where did you get this thing? ?"

Yang Chen looked at the demon **** curiously.

Not because of other things, but because of these scrolls, Yang Chen is so familiar with it!

This picture scroll is clearly the entrance to the sky!

No wonder the demon **** said that he had been to that place before. Not only did he go to this place, but he also created a series of martial arts there!

For the road, Yang Chen couldn't be more familiar with it!

"Where did you get this thing?" Yang Chen squinted his eyes and stared at the demon **** on the opposite side. He clearly remembered that this picture scroll was taken away by the floating master at the beginning. In the meantime, in the hands of the demon god?

Could it be...

The demon **** and the leader of the floating sky belong together?

When Yang Chen was thinking about it, the demon **** on the opposite side spoke: "Director, this picture scroll is not mine, but a friend gave me. He knows you need a suitable one now. Cultivation site, so he asked me to tell you that the road has been repaired this day, and the effect will be much better than when you first entered!"

"Friends?"

Hearing this, Yang Chen was taken aback.

"Who is it? Which friend?"

"Master, you will know when you go in, that friend is waiting for you at the moment." The demon **** smiled slightly, but avoided saying a word, without making any answer.

"You guy!"

Looking at the opponent's reaction, Yang Chen also sighed helplessly.

Actually, he already had a few general answers in his mind. After all, there were only a few people who could be contacted about Tianlu.

One is the long floating path.

One is an ascetic.

There is one more, probably the real person on the Yin Plane.

However, the possibility of a real person is not very high, and the possibility of the first two is slightly greater. Therefore, the person who gave the picture scroll to the demon **** must be between the floating Taoist leader and the ascetic monk.