“This power?”
“This oppression?”
“Could it be…”
Originally, it was unintentional to pass through the hall, but the loneliness led to the mountain torrent.
Zhang Jiuling and Lu Ziming were all shocked when the cold wind swept through the hall outside the door.
Especially Zhang Jiuling, when his expression was solemn, a crazy idea swept out in his mind like a torrent.
Almost subconsciously, Zhang Jiuling held her breath!
And it was at this moment that a long-lost speech sounded quietly behind the entire Zhang family’s mansion.
“Why, Mr. Zhang, you don’t want to see me so much?”
The faint laughter suddenly appeared in the ears of everyone.
At first, when Zhang Zixi and Zhang Jiuling’s grandfather and grandson looked out, the front door was still dark as thick as iron.
However, when they looked again, at the gate, a thin figure was already standing there.
No one knows how he got here.
It’s as if it was created out of thin air.
Zhang Zixi even felt that he was confused, it was his own illusion.
However, no matter how she rubbed her eyes, the figure always stood there and never moved away.
It’s like a towering mountain is standing here.
Behind him, there is boundless darkness.
In front of him was the dim yellow light of the mansion.
Light and shadow intertwined, light and dark intertwined.
It seems that there is a fork between hell and earth.
Take a step back and go back to hell.
Further, it is the human world.
“You… who are you?”
Such a scene was undoubtedly extremely terrifying for a younger generation like Zhang Zixi.
At that time, Zhang Zixi turned pale with fright, holding the wooden sword, and asked in panic.
However, the man did not answer.
In the dark night, he always stood so peacefully.
The cold wind of the winter night rolled up his sleeves.
Under the bright light and shadow, his dragon head mask became more and more infiltrating.
“Dragon head mask?”
“You… are you the dragon-headed man who has been making a lot of noise in the martial arts world in recent years?”
Zhang Zixi asked in shock.
The fear in the beautiful eyes before quickly turned into surprise and admiration.
Since the fall of Ye Fan, the Dragon-headed people have become famous and hunted the Trumen people all over the world.
Even the grand masters of Chumen were beheaded several times by the dragon-headed people.
Between Yan Xia and Chumen, there is a deep entanglement.
Therefore, ruthless men like these who hunted Chumen naturally have many fans and supporters in the Yanxia martial arts world.
Zhang Zixi is one of them.
She knew that her ability was shallow at this time, and she couldn’t fight against Trumen, but this did not prevent her from admiring such a ruthless man who had the ability and courage to kill the strong Trumen.
But Zhang Jiuling quickly shook his head: “It’s not him, I have seen the video recording of the dragon head man. The mask he wears is different from this one.”
“You are not a dragon head.”
“who are you?”
“Why pretend to be a dragon-headed man?”
Zhang Jiuling’s old face was solemn, and he questioned the man in front of him in a deep voice.
The man chuckled lightly: “Who am I, didn’t Family Master Lu tell you?”
The man’s answer made Zhang Jiuling’s heart tremble, and his face changed suddenly.
At this time, the man stretched out his hand and took off the mask on his forehead.
When that handsome face appeared in front of Zhang Jiuling’s eyes.
At that moment, the Jiangbei martial arts master, the highly respected Zhang Jiajia Advocate Jiuling, only felt like a bolt from the blue.
The whole person was immediately stunned!
“you you…”
“This this…”
Zhang Jiuling was almost insane, his old eyes stared, and a pair of beads almost jumped out of his eye sockets.
Trembling all over, he pointed at the man in front of him, and the old face was full of disbelief.
“This… how is this possible?”
“This… is this impossible?”
“You… how could you possibly be alive?”
Zhang Jiuling looked at the man in front of him for a while, and then at Lu Ziming next to him.
He has lived most of his life, but he only feels that the tremors in this life are not as violent as they are today.
He never dreamed that what Lu Ziming said was actually true.
He is not dead!
He is still alive!
That big devil, he came back alive again.