Chapter 1777: Conditions

"Uncle, is this really the Demon Beast Forest? I feel like I've entered a primitive tribe." Zhao Qingxue looked at the trees and wild grass around her and couldn't help but say.

"Yes. It is said that the spiritual herbs deep within the Demon Beast Forest are terrifyingly numerous, so many adventurers like to run here. Not only can they seek treasures, but they can also increase their combat experience. That is why there are so many mercenary groups within the Demon Beast Forest." The middle-aged man explained.

"Uncle, why did you appear here?" Zhao Qingxue said, somewhat puzzled. This uncle's strength was obviously far greater than hers; he could have monopolized a mountain peak to cultivate and had no need to team up with a little girl like her.

"I just went out of the city to train. I heard that a demon beast had emerged here, so I came to try my luck. Who knew I would meet you. Since we have met, it is fate, so I just happened to save you." The middle-aged man said.

"Thank you, Uncle! By the way, Uncle, I don't know where you live? If there is a chance another day, I will treat you to a meal." Zhao Qingxue said with a smile.

The middle-aged man paused for a moment, then smiled: "Good, if there is a chance, I will definitely contact you."

Zhao Qingxue nodded, then bid farewell to the middle-aged man and left. Watching Zhao Qingxue leave, the middle-aged man helplessly sighed. He did not expect Zhao Qingxue to be so innocent, to trust a stranger so easily. If she knew that her savior was actually the son of the man who killed her father, what would Seeing Zuo He think?

The middle-aged man was just about to turn and leave, when at that moment, a streak of light shot quickly from the distance. This streak of light arrived before the middle-aged man in the blink of an eye.

The middle-aged man looked up and saw a black eagle-vulture with a body entirely black. The middle-aged man's brows furrowed, and a hint of wariness flashed in his eyes.

Standing on the black eagle's back was a youth. The youth glanced at the middle-aged man and the Shadow Storm Dragon lying in a pool of blood, and fury immediately surged within him.

"Father!" the youth cried out in grief and indignation.

He recognized the middle-aged man; he was his father, Zhao Yunxiao. And on the other side, Zhao Qingxue's face was pale; she did not expect Zhao Yunxiao to have told this matter to Zhao Yunyang.

She knew Zhao Yunyang hated her father to the core and would definitely not let her or her father go.

"Young Lady, I am sorry." Zhao Qingxue said softly, her tone full of apology.

"What are you doing? Do you not want your life? You dare to break into the Demon Beast Forest. Fortunately, I arrived in time, otherwise you would be in danger today." Zhao Yunxiao said in a deep voice. He did not expect his daughter to be so bold, to dare to come to the Demon Beast Forest; it was simply seeking death.

"Father, do you know who did this?" Zhao Yunyang snorted coldly, his eyes filled with resentment as he stared at Zhao Qingxue.

Fire seemed to want to burst forth from Zhao Yunyang's eyes; Zhao Qingxue had killed his mother and then his father. Although he had now avenged them, it did not satisfy his hatred.

"This..." Zhao Yunxiao hesitated for a moment. He indeed knew very well who did it, but he was unwilling to admit it.

"Xiao Yang, just pretend you don't know about this matter. We will take Qingxue and leave the Demon Beast Forest immediately." Zhao Yunxiao pondered for a moment and said solemnly.

"Haha..." Zhao Yunyang laughed madly. He pointed at Zhao Yunxiao and Zhao Qingxue, tears rolling uncontrollably from his eye sockets.

"Father, sister, I have finally avenged you! The Liezulie Sect of our Zhao family bless us!" Zhao Yunyang roared to the sky.

"Xiao Yang, what nonsense are you talking?" Zhao Yunxiao shouted loudly. If Zhao Yunyang's words reached other people's ears, wouldn't that mean the Zhao family had been wiped out by the Mie Sect?

Although he did not fear the Zhao family, he did not want to invite trouble. Moreover, what Zhao Yunyang did was too foolish. He did not hope to attract other people's attention.

"I am talking nonsense?" Zhao Yunyang glared at Zhao Yunxiao.

"Do you remember those assassins? They did it." "What? It was actually them?" Zhao Yunxiao exclaimed in shock.

Those assassins actually dared to strike against the Zhao family; they were simply eating bear hearts and leopard gallbladders.