"Tang Zhuo?"

Mitsui Aiko stood up excitedly. This was the name she had been waiting for for a long time.

"He sent greetings, look!"

Ushima Light Purple sent the notebook to Mitsui Aiko.

Mitsui Aiko took it with trembling hands and saw a sentence on the screen:

"howare you guys?"

Just four words seem to contain a thousand words.

"He has not forgotten us!"

Mitsui Aiko's eyes filled with tears. These four words were enough to erase all her recent depression.

She had not heard from Tang Zhuo for so long, which made her worried.

She was afraid that she would never see the man who had given her faith again!

Although Tang Fan did not let the Yin Talisman in their minds work, in their hearts, Tang Fan had already become a pillar of support.

Uma Lizi was also very excited. She gasped and asked: "Miss, how should we...answer?"

"Tell him we are fine and ask him to be safe."

As soon as Niuma Lizi sent the message, she received a reply from Tang Fan immediately:

"I'm safe for the time being, but I can't show my face. You guys wait for me."

"We will definitely wait for you, Tang Zhuo, we miss you!"

"I miss you too. No, someone is coming, so I'm leaving!"

"Tang Zhuo? Tang Zhuo..."

Ushima Liushi raised her head, looked at Mitsui Aiko helplessly, and said: "Miss, he is offline."

"He is taking a huge risk to contact us!"

"Miss, I guess he doesn't want us to worry, so he wants to give us confidence!"

Mitsui Aiko nodded and turned to look at her father.

Mitsui Tomosege looked at them and asked: "Is this Chinese really... so good?"

"Sir, he is now the master of the Martial Palace, the person personally chosen by Senior Ying!"

Niuma Lilac's voice was a little dissatisfied.

Mitsui Tomosege nodded silently and said, "I hope he won't let you down!"

In Mitsui Tomosege's heart, he still doesn't trust Tang Zhuo very much.

"Lilac, let's go to the company!"

The gloom on Mitsui Aiko's face was wiped away, and she regained her former self-confidence.

…

In fact, Tang Fan immediately sensed the police surrounding the Internet cafe, but he did not take it seriously.

He showed up today just to make some noise, and was not in a hurry to escape.

After the other customers in the Internet cafe got the hint and sneaked away, Tang Fan suddenly flew out of the window as if he was alert.

"It's Tang Zhuo, don't let him get away!"

"Tang Zhuo, we will shoot you if you run away again..."

Tang Fan ignored the police's shouting and ran away into the distance without looking back.

"Bang bang bang..."

A barrage of bullets were fired at him, but he dodged them all.

With Tang Fan's current strength, these secular people have no way to deal with him.

After half a day, Tang Fan arrived at the edge of Dading Mountain.

Deep in Dading Mountain is the seat of the Blood Saint Sect. It is covered by a red mist all year round and cannot be approached by mortals.

Some people say that a massacre occurred there a long time ago, and all the mountains and plants were dyed red with blood, and even the rivers were red.

Others say that sometimes they can hear the helpless cries of innocent souls, which is despairing to hear.

However, what actually exists in the depths of Dading Mountain only exists in legends.

However, everyone knows that it is a restricted area of ​​​​life for ordinary people!

Tang Fan saw a mountain peak from a distance, and a boulder on the mountain peak that was dozens of meters high. On the boulder were engraved three bright red characters: Stone of Forgetfulness.

This peak is also called "Wangqing Peak" because of this stone.

Tang Fan made an appointment with Yao Ming to meet at Wangqing Peak.

"Love Stone..."

Tang Fan murmured to himself, thinking about the origin of the Blood Saint Sect, he already understood it in his heart.

It seems that the founder of the Blood Saint Sect, Old Man Tianhe, really loved his seventh-generation ancestor.

It is precisely because of love that my heart is broken, otherwise I wouldn't have run away from the sad place and come here.

"Mengran, don't worry, I will kill Zhu Zu for you in the future!"

Tang Fan thought of the past events of the Blood Saint Sect and the Five Immortals Sect, and naturally thought of the entanglement between Zhu Ming and You Ying, and was a little distracted for a moment.

Suddenly, the sound of fighting came from the direction of Wangqing Peak.

"Bang bang bang..."

"Yao Ming, today is your death day!"

"Boom boom boom..."

The sound of the fighting was earth-shattering, and the fighting was very fierce.

"Li Bo, you trash, what else can you do besides plotting!"

Yaoming is in danger!

Tang Fan came back to his senses, and while radiating purple pupil divine thoughts, he flew in the direction of Wangqing Peak.

After he saw the situation there clearly, he deployed the invisibility technique that Yingxiang passed on to him, and quietly came to the center of the battlefield without showing up.

Yaoming, there is only one person.

And there were ten people on the other side.

Yao Ming and the leader of the other party are all at the peak level of Dan Jie cultivation, but the other nine people are also at or above the Dan Jie cultivation level.

These ten people joined forces and were powerful. Yao Ming was already injured and retreated while fighting.

"Yao Ming, you are so stubborn, let me break your dog teeth first!"

The leader made a finger, and the blood filled the air, transforming into a blood-colored axe, which was instantly chopped off from Yaoming's head.

"Li Bo, if you wait for my brother to come, he will kill you! If I were you, I would run away right away!"

While Yao Ming was making secrets to resist, he also used mind-attacking techniques.

"Haha, are you talking about Tang Fan? When he comes, I will kill him together. When the time comes, I will take his head back to the sect to receive merit!"

"It's up to you, hum!"

A bloody sword flew out from Yao Ming's back and collided with the bloody axe.

"boom……"

Yao Ming was shocked and took a few steps back, and blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth again.

At this time, nine more blood swords came, all aimed at Yao Ming's vital parts.

Yao Ming slammed the storage bag, and five soul pills flew out from it at once, which he swallowed in one gulp.

"Damn it, you're wasting it!"

Li Bo screamed in distress, because the Blood Saint Sect's exercises were related to soul refining, so this soul medicine was very precious to them.

"I have a good brother who is very good at refining souls. He will give me as much as I want! Just envy me, haha..."

Yao Ming was very proud, and his words were true.

These soul medicines were indeed given to him by Tang Fan when they last met.

Based on Tang Fan's attainments in alchemy, the quality of these soul medicines is far superior to that of the Blood Saint Sect.

The five soul potions worked together, making Yao Ming's whole body blood red, and even his hair turned red.

Rich blood energy spread from his body. He raised his hand and blasted out the nine blood swords in front of him.

"boom!"
To be continued...