In a short while, the Long Life Lock flew out from the Qiankun Cauldron. Although the appearance was the golden Long Life Lock that had not changed, a huge storage space had been formed inside. Zhao Sicheng directly put the Long Life Lock on his neck and then pinched the hand trick. The Qiankun Cauldron Cauldron quickly became smaller. Zhao Sicheng opened his mouth and the Qiankun Cauldron was swallowed into his mouth in one mouth. Looking at the Qiankun Cauldron Cauldron, which was warmed by the elixir on his magic pill, Zhao Sicheng waved his hand to put the elixirs all over the ground into the Long Life Lock, and then left the secret room, ending the first refining of the weapon successfully.

As soon as Zhao Sicheng walked out of Xiaoyao Pavilion, he saw Ye Xier who had been waiting for a long time.

"Sicheng's good girl, I haven't seen anyone for several days, my mother is worried so much." Ye Xier's tone was filled with a strong anxiety. Seeing her mother's haggard face and dark circles that were already deep in her eyes made Zhao Sicheng feel guilty, but she was instantly filled with deep love. She said guiltily: "It's Sicheng's bad, it makes her mother worried."

Ye Xier looked at Zhao Sicheng who was still pink and cute, and involuntarily pressed Zhao Sicheng's head on his chest and hugged Zhao Sicheng tightly, which actually made Zhao Sicheng feel a little suffocating. Zhao Sicheng didn't have to say anything, but just leaned quietly on Ye Xier's chest, feeling the maternal love that he had not felt for more than 8,000 years in his previous life.

The warm feeling didn't last long, and it was broken by Ye Xier. "Sicheng grew so fast. The clothes I used to be can no longer be used, but it doesn't matter. Mom made new clothes for Sicheng..." Ye Xier said, and carried Zhao Sicheng into the room.

When Zhao Sicheng saw the pure white and elegant princess skirt in front of him, the corners of his mouth and eyes twitched involuntarily. When Ye Xier saw Zhao Sicheng's cute expression, she hugged Zhao Sicheng in her arms and ravaged her again.

Seeing that Ye Xier was going to wear a skirt for her again, Zhao Sicheng raised his objection for the first time in this life. Zhao Sicheng said weakly to Ye Xier: "Mom, Sicheng has a subordinate, can you save some face for Sicheng?"

Ye Xier was stunned and murmured in a low voice: "Yes, Sicheng has grown up, and even has his subordinates." Feeling the loss in Ye Xier's tone, looking at Ye Xier's haggard face for many days, Zhao Sicheng couldn't help but feel heartbroken.

Zhao Sicheng quickly changed the topic and said, "Mom, Sicheng has refined some elixirs these days, and after taking it, he will be able to stay young forever."

"Pill? What is that?" Ye Xier asked with a puzzled look on her face.

"It's the medicine." Zhao Sicheng explained casually. It turned out that there was no elixir in the Yuanjing Continent, only elixir. Zhao Sicheng said, took out a cup from the table and poured it with water, and then put a Qi-replenishing pill in the water. "Mom, try it, this is a elixir that restores magic power and fighting energy."

"The first time my son delivered something to me, I accepted it even if I had diarrhea." Ye Xier thought in her heart, and drank the whole glass of water in one breath. Then she felt the magic of rapid recovery, and Ye Xier's eyes lit up.

"Sicheng Guai Nanbao, your elixir is right, that elixir. Is there any more? Give your dad some?" Ye Xier said excitedly.

"This is the beauty pill and beauty pill for mothers. After taking it, you can stay young forever. This is the health pill for fathers..." Seeing Zhao Sicheng vigorously introducing her pill, Ye Xier was very pleased. Over the past two months, seeing Zhao Sicheng and his cousins ​​in various conspiracies and assassinations for the throne, Ye Xier was very worried that the three brothers Zhao Siyu would do the same, and now she finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Mom, I want to go out." Zhao Sicheng finally expressed his purpose. His pair of shiny black eyes stared at Ye Xier tightly.

"Sicheng, tell your mother where you are going?" Ye Xier asked knowingly.

"I want to go out for a walk. I have not left Prince Gong's Mansion since I was born! Moreover, this time, I have used up all the medicinal materials. I want to go out for some." Zhao Sicheng said sincerely, not feeling ashamed of lying at all.

"Then where did the medicinal herbs come from?" Ye Xier asked.

"Of course I bought it for Chris, but this young master is a generous master. It would be too expensive to spend his subordinates' money." Zhao Sicheng said with a depressed look on his face.

Looking at the little adult Zhao Sicheng's appearance, Ye Xier couldn't help but chuckled. Seeing this, Zhao Sicheng quickly continued, "And I will ask Chris to protect me, mom, don't worry anymore."

Seeing that Zhao Sicheng had made up his mind, Ye Xier stopped dissuading him, but she still called four level 7 sword master guards to protect Zhao Sicheng.

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The Yuanjing Continent is indeed full of spiritual energy, and Zhao Sicheng only felt refreshed. Although the family was warm, it restricted freedom like a cage. Zhao Sicheng, who left Prince Gong's Mansion, felt a feeling of leaping with a wide sea and leaping with a high sky, allowing birds to fly. Even Zhao Sicheng himself did not feel that the change in his character this reincarnation made him look more and more like a child. He may only show his cold side in critical moments.

Although Zhao Sicheng has often used his mental power to observe the entire continent, especially the imperial capital, he still sighed when he saw this exotic style completely different from the demon world with his own eyes.

Sure enough, it’s different if you have rich spiritual energy. On the road of the imperial capital, there are many warriors wearing giant swords everywhere, and there are also many magicians. You can even see the beast trainer with his cloak and his own monster companion. Zhao Sicheng naturally thought of Xiaobai. It was time to take Xiaobai. Thinking of this, Zhao Sicheng drew a trace of an arc on the corner of his mouth, but Xiaobai felt really good.

Looking at several nobles who were oppressing civilians, Zhao Sicheng smiled contemptuously, so boring! Then he glanced at something at the corner of his eyes, Hey, Nether Stone, except for the underworld and the ghost world, how could there be such ore on the Yuanjing Continent? Zhao Sicheng was a little surprised. This is a good thing to nourish the spirit body.

So Zhao Sicheng said, "Chris, go and take a look."

When the nobles saw Zhao Sicheng and the other six coming, they became nervous. After all, the power of the imperial capital was not easy to mess with at will. Moreover, it seemed that the four sword masters were all protecting the child. Moreover, looking at the child's clothes, it was estimated that the child was also a great nobleman.

Among the nobles, they all looked at a red-haired young man. It was obvious that the red-haired young man was the leader among them. The red-haired nobleman asked vigilantly: "Who are you?"

Zhao Sicheng was used to this kind of garbage that bullies the weak and fears the strong, and said disdainfully: "Get out."

When the red-haired young man saw that he was ignored, his face was filled with anger. He saw more and more people watching around him. Although he was afraid of the strength of the swordsman, he still bit the bullet and pulled out his sword and said, "I want to duel with you." The warriors in the Yuanjing Continent despise the timid and cowardly people the most. The red-haired nobles also expected that Zhao Sicheng and his party would not dare to kill people in public, so they said so.

"Get out!" Zhao Sicheng's voice became a little colder again. The nobles next to the red-haired nobleman went up and persuaded, "Jess, forget it, don't let those untouchables make jokes." It turned out that the red-haired nobleman was called Jace. Jace was not grateful and continued to shout, "Coward, don't dare to duel with the young master, get out of here, don't delay the young master's affairs."

Zhao Sicheng frowned and said impatiently: "Noisy, Chris, drive away the annoying fly." Chris slapped Jace away, but he didn't use the power of fighting spirit. Jace's body fell heavily on the wall and made a "bang" sound. The wall was very strong and not damaged, but Jace spewed out a mouthful of blood. Seeing Chris so fierce, the few nobles next to him were frightened and his feet were weak, and he said a harsh sentence, "You're done, Jace is the nephew of Duke Jumu, and Duke Jumu will definitely settle the score with you." The nobles only hated that their parents had less legs and dragged Jace, who was flowing blood, and ran away quickly without looking back.

"Duke Jumu? I remember it." Zhao Sicheng recited in his heart.

Zhao Sicheng saw the onlookers pointing and asking each other, guessing Chris' identity. Zhao Sicheng did not care about these onlookers, but turned to the thin civilian boy and said, "I want the stone in your hand, you can offer it!"

The little boy was only aged 20 years old and was very thin. His weak figure would definitely be bullied in this world where the strong prey on the weak, unless he had a strong backer. The common boy had a bruised face. From Zhao Sicheng's experience, he could naturally see that the little boy had probably been bullied by several nobles for several months.

The little boy was so scared that he couldn't speak. Zhao Sicheng was unwilling to waste his time and directly asked the guard for a bag of red crystal coins and sent them to the front of the little boy.

The little boy looked at a small bag of red crystal coins in front of him and plucked up the courage and said, "Young Master, I want to practice martial arts with you, can I?"

Zhao Sicheng didn't answer, and asked back: "Would you like to be my slave?"
Chapter completed!