The journey of Emperor Donghua through time

The corner of Hei Xia Zi's mouth twitched slightly, and he looked at him with sharp eyes, carefully confirming that he showed no signs of recovering his memories of his previous life. He couldn't help but marvel in his heart.

Is Daddy really like his father? Even if he has no memory of his past life, he has integrated the belief of protection into his bones?

"Cang Hai, what do you think?" Hei Xia Zi avoided Zhang Qilin's oppressive gaze, turned to look at Cang Hai, and asked for his opinion.

Zang Hai looked a little hesitant when he heard this. Normally, he should be wary of Zhang Qilin whom he met for the first time, but for some reason, when facing the other party, he inexplicably did not have the slightest suspicion or doubt.

Seeing that he was slow to speak, Zhang Qilin lowered his eyes slightly, and the light in his eyes gradually dimmed.

"Okay." Seeing this, Zang Hai blurted out without thinking.

Zhang Qilin suddenly raised his eyes, and his dull eyes instantly shone with light, like falling stars, and the cold aura around him softened a little.

"Okay then. The mute and I will go get the snake-browed bronze fish, and you go ambush Zhuang Luyin, Cao Jingxian, and Zhao Bingwen. After the mission is accomplished, we will meet in the forest outside the capital." Black Blind secretly curled his lips, looked at Zhang Qilin, and solemnly warned, "Cang Hai is powerless, you must protect him!"

"Yeah." Upon hearing this, Zhang Qilin's eyes fell on Zang Hai, he nodded, and responded solemnly.

"I'm not that weak. Besides, I have a pistol, which is enough to protect myself!" Zang Hai couldn't help but hold his forehead and said helplessly.

It was really helpless. He had no talent for martial arts. Even though Zhang Qiling and Hei Xiazi taught him some kung fu, he still couldn't get the hang of it.

Often after performing a set of boxing techniques, the moves become chaotic and disorganized.

Fortunately, he had an extraordinary talent for talismans, so he had some ability to protect himself.

Hei Xia Zi nodded perfunctorily, and then continued to talk to Zhang Qilin about the feud between Cang Hai and Zhuang Luyin, Cao Jingxian and Zhao Bingwen.

Zhang Qilin listened with extreme attentively. When he heard that Zang Hai witnessed his family being killed when he was a child, a trace of heartache flashed in his eyes.

Hei Xia Zi raised the corner of his mouth slightly, pretending not to notice the change in his eyes, and continued to talk a lot until he had told Zang Hai's forbearance and planning over the years almost completely, and then he stopped talking.

Zang Hai looked somewhat inexplicably embarrassed. Although what Hei Xia Zi said was all true, it still sounded a bit strange. Especially when he received Zhang Qilin's distressed look, he felt even more uncomfortable.

"Ahem! It's almost time! Let's go!" Zang Hai cleared his throat, stood up, put on his bag, and said slowly.

Zhang Qilin stood up without saying a word, carrying the black gold ancient sword on his back.

"You guys go first. The mute and I are not in a hurry for now." Hei Xiazi looked at Zang Hai and said worriedly, "Safety first. Don't force yourself. If anything goes wrong, let Mr. Zhang take you away."

"I know. I'm not a three-year-old child. You and your brother should be careful too." Zang Hai responded with a somewhat amused look.

"Well, go ahead!" Hei Xia Zi waved his hand and responded casually.

Seeing this, Zang Hai smiled helplessly, turned around and walked out of the yard with Zhang Qilin.

After watching their figures disappear outside the yard, Zhang Qiling and Hei Xiazi withdrew their gaze and packed up their belongings.

They felt relieved to hand Zang Hai over to Zhang Qilin. After all, the abilities of the Zhang family were unquestionable, and they were not soft-hearted people.

What's more, this person is the reincarnation of Lan Wangji's soul. If something bad happens to their father's reincarnation under his nose, that would be a big problem!

"Mute, since father has already put a bit of his soul into this world, why does he want to bring us in as well?" Hei Xia Zi said casually while stuffing the dagger into his boot.

"Just in case?" Zhang Qiling paused and said uncertainly.

"Ha! That's right. When it comes to matters concerning daddy, father is always cautious and careful to make sure nothing goes wrong!" Hei Xia Zi chuckled and sighed.

Zhang Qiling did not respond. He put the black gold ancient sword on his back and walked out first.

Hei Xia Zi put the last thing into his waist belt, closed the door, and quickly followed.

On the other side, Zang Hai and Zhang Qilin came to the road that all officials had to take when leaving the court, and found a secret place to hide.

I don’t know if God is helping me, but there are two familiar faces among the team waiting outside the Marquis’ Mansion today.

"Are they also involved in the extermination of the family?" Zhang Qilin saw hatred in his eyes and stared at Pingjin Hou's guards, and asked in a cold voice.

"Well, one of them is Zhuang Luyin's aide Yang Zhen, and the other is his guard commander Qu Jiao. Both of them were there that night." Cang Hai's voice was filled with suppressed hatred, his fingertips tightly grasping the pistol in his sleeve, his knuckles turning slightly white.

"Then kill them all together." Zhang Qilin said indifferently.

"That's exactly what I meant!" Zang Hai's eyes flashed with a fierce look, and he said in a cold tone, "When Zhuang Luyin and the others come out, I will send them off together to comfort the souls of my father in heaven!"