"Boom!"

Madoka knocked on the door with her fingers:

"Master Wuhen, Yuanshi Tianzun has something to see."

After all, she tried to turn the doorknob. If the doorknob could be turned, it meant that Master Wuhen was willing to see him.

On the contrary, it is not seen.

She easily twisted the doorknob, and the surrounding scenery twisted and rippled.

In the blink of an eye, the two of them appeared in the ancient temple, with the algae well painted with gods and Buddhas above their heads, and the golden Buddha in front of them, with flower-shaped eyebrows lowered, eyes half-closed, seeming compassionate and cruel.

Zhang Yuanqing took a deep breath of the scented air, and put his palms together:

"Master, I was followed by the Demon Eye King, and I almost died in his hands yesterday. The elders of the Songhai branch have made a plan."

Immediately relay the action against the magic eye to Master Wuhen.

Master Wuhen sat silently and did not respond.

Zhang Yuanqing nodded and bowed: "Master, please save me."

Master Wuhen remained silent.

Xiaoyuan couldn't help but said: "Master, if you just create an illusion, it will not hinder your practice. Yuanshi is persecuted by the magic eye, and you help him, it is not a violation of the rules."

After a long silence, Master Wuhen's suppressed painful voice sounded:

"Can!

"At that time, just crush this jade talisman."

After all, a dark streamer flew out of his sleeve and landed at Zhang Yuanqing's feet.

Zhang Yuanqing was overjoyed: "Thank you, Master."

Without stopping, the two bowed and exited the ancient temple.

Zhang Yuanqing held the Dreaming Jade Talisman in his hand, let out a sigh of relief, turned his head and said to Xiaoyuan beside him:

"I'll call first to report."

Madoka said calmly, "Why don't you go directly."

Too tired, I want to drink some water and take a break. Zhang Yuanqing said seriously:

"It's a rare trip to Jinshan City. Naturally, I want to spend more time with Auntie Xiaoyuan."

Madoka was taken aback.

Zhang Yuanqing had already walked aside, took out his mobile phone, and dialed Fu Qingyang's number.

Fu Qingyang has been waiting for a reply, the color bell rang for a few seconds, and the connection was immediately connected there.

His first words were:

"How is it? Did Wuhen agree to make a move?" JrNovels.com