He ranked eighth among his brothers, named Zhou Han, and was once the eighth prince of the Zhou royal family.

But he has disappeared since those things four years ago.

There are rumors that he was sick for a long time and was recuperating in a place far away from the Bianjing Imperial City.

There are also rumors that he died four years ago.

But those rumors are not counted. The truth is, probably only one person in the world knows it except him.

At this moment, Zhou Han held Zhou Yanqing in his arms, and his cold fingertips groped inch by inch, outlining his sister's face.

It has changed a lot.

In more than four years, Xiaojiu has grown up a lot.

The boy Zhou Han bent his lips gently, but the smile was almost undetectable...

At this moment, he suddenly remembered something that happened a long time ago.

At that time, he was nine or six years younger, and he was seven years younger.

One day, a young man wearing a long gauntlet of hidden blue came to him. The young man was the young master who amazed the country at that time.

"I need you to do something, not for me, but for your Xiaojiu."

At that time, Zhou Han didn't understand why the task assigned to him by Mr. Jing was ten years later.

Until the Black Cat died, Young Master Yan was stupid. Four years ago, the Nine Dragons fought for the throne, and all the tragedies happened one after another...

Only then did he realize that the young master of the past had made every calculation, and he had planned everything so thoroughly.

And he was the backup plan left by Mr. Jing for Xiaojiu, and he could only do such things...

...

Zhou Han carried Zhou Yanqing away from this place. He sent Zhou Yanqing to a farmhouse and placed the person outside the farmhouse's courtyard. He gently touched Zhou Yanqing's cheek, and the next moment he dissipated into the void.

He hid.

At this moment, he is not suitable to meet Xiaojiu.

He has one more thing to do next.

Young Master Yan made every decision, and even the time and place had been handed over to him in advance that year.

This is the last step.

Next month's first day.

...

At the same time, Xuanye and Ji Feixiu caught up with the evil god in blue.

The principle that having money can make ghosts work is applicable to many aspects, such as the whereabouts of evil gods this time relying on Ji Feixiu's ability to make money.

"Where are she?"

Xuanye turned over and dismounted immediately. He pulled out the long sword carried on his back and rushed towards the evil god in green with murderous intent.

The evil god in blue-clothed face was dull. He knew Xuanye, but at most it was heard before and had never really met.

He knew that this man was the God of War in the Great Zhou Dynasty, an orphan encountered by an old general on the border. He was adopted by the old general and has been with the old general to guard the border for several years since then.

Later, the son inherited his father's business. This man joined the army, inherited the legacy of the old general, and also made a great reputation on the battlefield.

But before this, the evil god in blue didn't care about Xuanye, and thought that he was just a mud-legged person, at most he was just a brute force. He thought that the glorious halos on Xuanye's head were very watery.

I thought it was bragging about by the world, and it was followed by the crowd.

However, when he saw Xuanye, the murderous intent of the blue-clothed evil god's pupils shrank.

He inevitably remembered the law enforcement officer named "Seven Emotions".

It is Liang Wenqin before his reincarnation.

This aura was too similar, even the appearance of holding a butcher knife, sharp eyes, and evil aura that soared into the sky seemed to overlap with the law enforcer back then.

The evil god in Qingyi's heart beat wildly, "Who are you!?"

He was shocked. At this moment, he first remembered that the law enforcement officer could know the past and the future. No variable in the world could hide from the law enforcement officer.
Chapter completed!