Wind City International Airport.

Ji Xu was dressed in a black sweatshirt, and the gentle smile that always hangs on his face was deeply hidden at this time, but instead he was a cold as if he was ascetic.

It was like a quiet and excessive pool of water, no one knew what was hidden under the calm appearance.

He walked in front, dressed in casual clothes, Chen Yao, who was wearing a khaki windbreaker, followed casually behind him.

She was wisely not playing the man around her like before, nor was she meant to speak out, but instead felt calm.

It's like a giant whale returning to the deep sea, waiting for the dazed fish.

The two of them did not mention their appearance, but just their temperament, they had already harvested countless gazes when they walked past the airport.

Even if there are occasional few little stars walking around the airport with masks and sunglasses, they are not as eye-catching as they are walking on a catwalk.

After boarding the plane, Ji Xu closed his eyes quietly, without leaking all over his body, and his body was full of energy hidden.

"Strength" is like an energy that can be used as you wish, wandering around you at any time, like a soldier waiting for instructions, and the sense of affinity is far better than usual.

The blood and energy boiled in the cauldron inside his body, and the rolling red color looked like gelatinous magma, or like fluid jelly. The vigorous sense of power filled his entire heart.

When the Ming Palace in the eyebrows disappeared on its own, the spiritual consciousness and qi and blood were united, and the physical body was inseparable from the "integration of spirit and spirit". This is a brand new field and a more pure energy belonging to humans.

He will not forget that all people can rely on in every predicament is themselves.

This clear and close energy is the reliance that Ji Xu can always keep going and the source of his confidence.

Even if the ones ahead are facing the powerful pure Yang, the martyr who seeks immortality and attains the truth, or the apostle who seeks God, he will move forward.

Even if it is fighting alone.

Because he himself is a thousand troops.

Chen Yao looked at his cold side face and was slightly shaking.

The plane takes off and targets the capital.

...

Before evening, the plane landed.

Beijing Airport is always so hurrying, with people coming and going, which is enough to dilute the sorrow of many people.

Ji Xu, with a cold face, walked out of the aisle, tall and straight as a pine tree, but walked slowly, a kind of aura that was rising from the mountains was invisibly emitted.

Whether it is coming or passing by, they all keep a certain distance from him.

This is a kind of aura. Scientifically speaking, it is an invisible magnetic field change, which makes people subconsciously unwilling to get close.

Although this young man is really nice, it still makes people feel intimate.

In other words, when they faced Ji Xu, they were less courageous out of thin air.

Chen Yao followed him, putting his hands in the pocket of the windbreaker, his face was a little cold, his figure was tall, and his ponytail was shaking lightly, making him look like a goddess.

The two officially arrived in the capital.

When he walked to the airport gate, Ji Xu suddenly said, "Thank you."

"What?" Chen Yao looked at him.

"Thank you for accompanying me," Ji Xu said.

"Ha," Chen Yao smiled, "Thank you, whatever."

She knew what Ji Xu said, and she didn't care.

The capital is full of turmoil, and she is the great saint of the demon clan who escaped by chance from humans. It would be fine if she had been hiding in other parts of China, but if she came to the capital in person, it would be difficult to guarantee that she would not be in danger of breaking her life.

Because of her identity and her strength, it is too threatening, so it must be on the list of deaths and is also the prey that many people long for.

After all, if you only look at the monitor, unless they are famous people, they will not be able to distinguish them in detail.

With this formation plate, there is no need to worry about it and it will not delay other trivial matters. Therefore, the formation of the first lineage is convenient for this, and then the Yan and Fan families will be screened.

"Oh, that person."

In the originally quiet surveillance room, the young clan member of the Fan family suddenly exclaimed softly.

Yan Ting moved his eyes away from his phone and looked at the other party, "What's wrong?"

Zhou Jin, who was beside him, also looked over.

After working together for a long time, we naturally had a tacit understanding. We would definitely not think that the other party was making a fuss on purpose, but we knew that something must be happening.
Chapter completed!