"I will."

Tu Shanjun nodded slightly and immediately walked out of the hall with Yang Wu.

Yang Wu was confused and didn't understand the change in the Lord's attitude. He didn't intervene and just stood aside with his hands down, waiting for the Lord's next instructions.

Tu Shanjun walked in the air without saying a word.

"Go back to Yangcheng."

Tear open the void of the domain barrier.

A few moments.

The two have returned to Yangcheng.

This time, Tushanjun walked to the main hall without hiding his figure.

The new city lord came in a hurry.

He saw the two people in Zhengyang Hall at a glance.

One of them has red hair and two horns.

Calm demeanor.

The young man standing next to the man raised his eyes at the top of his head. He was different from ordinary people and more powerful. Just seeing the scorching gaze was like the sun embedded in the eye hole, which could burn the world.

"Junior, don't be too embarrassed, welcome the senior."

The new city lord bowed his hands and bowed.

"You know me?" Tu Shanjun was slightly surprised.

The new city lord stood up slightly and said: "The ancestor's letter arrived in Yangcheng half a moment ago, saying that he asked me to light incense and burn talisman on the top of the city, and respectfully shout "Tushanjun" three times, and then he can call the senior to come. No

I think the juniors haven’t done it yet, but the seniors are already here.”

Tu Shanjun said in a deep voice: "Ancestor?"

"My ancestor is the Great Sage Yuyan."

"The ancestor said that the person who came to look for the talisman was his brother."

"I think he is the senior."

The new city lord did not dare to show off and handed over the letter: "This is the letter that the ancestor asked the junior to give to the senior."

Tu Shanjun took the letter and was surprised to find that it was indeed a sealed letter. Except for his spiritual consciousness, others could only destroy it violently, so his spiritual consciousness scanned it and the words popped out.

"My brother, Tiger King, you can see your words like your face. I am very relieved to hear that you are not dead. I can guess to some extent, and Jinghong's performance has strengthened my guess."

"..."

"..."

"I know that when you opened the inheritance place, you probably wanted to use the other two people to plot against Lord Jambudvipa."

"I'm afraid brother is going to make a mistake."

"The power of Lord Jambuddha cannot be competed by you and me."

"This is what I should solve myself."

"Brother, I came here just to get to know you better."

"Don't think about it."

"broken."

"It's broken, it's broken, it's broken!"

Tu Shanjun clutched the letter tightly and was shocked.

His return prompted Taoist Brother Yuyan to take action against Taoist Lord Jambudvipa in advance, and the meaning in the letter could not be more obvious.

Yueyan did not want to implicate Tushanjun, so he chose to tell him at this moment, which meant that Tushanjun should not return to Donghuang, because even if he returned to Donghuang, he would not be able to find him.

This move is undoubtedly to protect Tushanjun, who has already become famous.

Otherwise, perhaps what awaits Tushanjun is another Taoist holding a flag.

Tushanjun's original intention when he returned to Yangcheng was to write a letter to Yueyan, and he had found a big backer for him. Now...

etc.

If Yuan Shengming Demon hadn't said empty words.

Then Daoist Brother Yuyan's trip may not be as dangerous as imagined.

But only if you don't die.

Tu Shanjun is safe.

Immortality is already very good.

Bada.

Oval purple-black nails fell on the armrest.

"How long have we been away from the Asura clan in the underworld?"

Yang Wu was slightly surprised, as if he didn't expect Tushanjun to ask this question, but he calculated it carefully, counted his fingers, and then handed over his hands and said, "My lord, it has been five years."

The spirit boat sailing across the realm greatly shortens the time, but after all, the two realms are far away, and five years is already the fastest.

"Five years."

Tu Shanjun looked at Yang Wu and continued: "Are you homesick?"

Yang Wu's eyes couldn't help but shrink, as if they suddenly became needlepoints.

He did not answer, but saluted and said: "The Martingale is willing to ride the horses in front and behind. I just ask you not to drive the Martingale away."

At this moment, Luo Tianfeng, who had been hiding deeply and seemed to be dead, appeared in the Yangwu Consciousness Sea.

Luo Tianfeng's expression was solemn.

Others don't know, but he knows it very well.

The souls who control the Soul Banner may not be able to escape the control of the Soul Banner at all. Maybe they want to leave only if Tushanjun asks, that is, to ask Tushanjun to let them go.

Therefore, when Tushanjun spoke, he also appeared together.

Persuaded Yang Wu and asked him to agree.

This may be their once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Who would have expected that this bastard Yang Wu would refuse.

It should be noted that once one enters that soul banner, he will no longer have any sense of consciousness and can only serve as a slave soul and be driven by the person in charge.

"I can't leave!"

Martingale Wu Pu Tong knelt on the ground.

"No kneeling."

Tu Shanjun was furious.

Lift the martingale with one handful.

Arrange the collar and hair crown for Yang Wu.

He patted his shoulder where dust shouldn't exist.

He said softly: "It's time for you to go."

"It's time for me to go."

"It's time for us to go our separate ways now."

"It's a pity that I can't let go of your soul."

Yang Wu's eyes widened, as if he thought this matter could turn around.

"Although I can't let go of your soul, I can let go of your body." Tushanjun spread his palm and a blood jade gourd was spinning.

Immediately afterwards.

The glorious light bloomed and swept across Yang Wu's body.

The soul flag in the martingale's five-sleeved robe suddenly flew out, shrank to the size of a sesame seed, and was put into a gourd.

Yang Wu suddenly found that his connection with the Zunhun Banner was cut off by unknown supernatural powers.

The consciousness swept away.

He was shocked to find that he no longer had a soul.

But how do people survive without a soul?

Without a soul, he is just a walking corpse. How did he preserve all his memories and emotions?

"why is that?!"
Chapter completed!