Chapter 322: Cleaning Up Everything for You

The matter of Fengcheng was in an uproar, and the most shocking thing was that Zhang Kaifeng came back from the dead, and then Yangjiabao and Ziyangmen voiced that they wanted to kill the traitorous descendant Zhang Kaifeng then sent people to chase and kill, and invited some like-minded people to join forces to strangle. It's just that what shocked them the most was that Zhang Kaifeng not only did not die in the encirclement and suppression, but instead severely injured the people and horses who were chasing and killed, and then disappeared without a trace, and this time he slapped the two sects with a resounding slap.

People were shocked by the horror of the magic sword, but under the impetus of people with hearts, they aroused more high-spirited fighting spirit and joined the ranks of strangling Zhang Kaifeng. A large number of martial arts people went out to look for Zhang Kaifeng's traces everywhere. Because of the reappearance of the magic sword, the stormy rivers and lakes splashed bigger waves, and the murderous aura filled the heavens and the earth.

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The grassland was calm again, and the shepherds drove the sheep out of the enclosure, and the shepherd dogs guarded the sheep on the side. The morning sun had left the horizon, and the warm breeze was drowsy, and the shepherds sat casually on the low mountain bags, drank their wine, and played the melodious horse-head fiddle.

The carriage did not stop, but continued to move forward, passing through a hill and a hill, as if the ultimate purpose of the carriage was to travel and see all kinds of wonders and characters on the grassland. Zhang Kaifeng, who had been in the carriage, gradually stabilized his injuries after healing, and occasionally jumped on the carriage, looking at the refreshing prairie.

Perhaps it was because of Zhang Kaifeng's injury, so the speed of the carriage was not very fast. Staying overnight is a common thing, and Zhang Kaifeng did not stop practicing swords because of his injuries after healing and cultivating, which has become a part of his life. Therefore, every morning, when the sun is shining, there will always be a person in front of the carriage with a sword wrapped in a bandage, constantly practicing various basic sword skills, cutting the sword a thousand times, cutting the sword a thousand times, stabbing the sword a thousand times, etc. The woman in red makeup who got up yawned and sat on the carriage with her chin propped up, looking at the person who repeated every trick with great interest, she would not be bored. However, at first she was really unaccustomed to it, because she would be woken up by the sound of that guy practicing his sword, and she was very angry about it, and she talked to that guy very seriously, but it didn't have much effect, if it weren't for seeing him hurt her, she really wanted to blow him away. In the end, she relented and watched the guy dance the sword every morning every day.

In the distance, smoke rose from the cooking stove, and appetizing delicacies wafted in the air, and the woman in red makeup jumped out of the carriage and skillfully ran over to find something to eat.

Although Zhang Kaifeng practiced swordsmanship, he would not exceed the load that his body could bear now, so he would stop when he made breakfast, and the three of them would continue on the road after breakfast. Of course, there is not only a way to practice swordsmanship on the road, he also took this opportunity to appreciate the customs and customs of the grassland, and there are native beauties around him, which is more interesting to understand, so that he doesn't feel much bored, as for the old man, he only knows that he is called Di Lao, and the woman with red makeup only knows the surname Ying.

As the injury gradually improved, the speed of the carriage increased considerably, and after a day, the speed of the carriage slowed down and then stopped completely.

In front of me, a strange landscape appeared, and the grassland was originally full of low mountain bags, but this is not the case here. Rising peaks rise from the flat ground in this flat grassland, and if you count carefully, there are nine peaks. And on the top of the mountains, a majestic ancient castle stands on its own, like a god standing on the top of the mountains overlooking the world.

"It's a masterpiece. Rao is Zhang Kaifeng has a lot of things, and he is still shocked by the wonders in front of him: "It will be the top of the mountain, and you can see the mountains at a glance." ”

"Hmph, count you as acquaintances. The red-makeup woman looked at the ancient castle in front of her, her beautiful eyes were full of reverence: "This is the ancestors of the Demon God Palace who spent countless efforts to make this place become such a scale, and the people of my generation are just thanks to the blessings of the ancestors." ”

"The topography reminds me of a place. Zhang Kaifeng came back to his senses, he recalled that a place was similar to the Demon God Palace, but it was more magnificent.

"The Burial God Palace in the Valley of the Burial Gods!" The red-makeup woman knew what he was thinking, so she replied: "The Demon God Palace was built according to the Burial God Palace, but it is not as majestic as the Burial God Palace, and it is also a great regret of the ancestors. It's a pity that our juniors have not been able to achieve it for them. On the contrary, even the inheritance left by this ancestor is about to be unable to be kept. ”

"Do you know why the predecessors who established the Demon God Palace didn't finish building this majestic castle?" Zhang Kaifeng suddenly asked, "Why can't you keep the foundation left by your ancestors?"

"Why?" asked Ying Xueqing, who was wearing red makeup.

Zhang Kaifeng smiled slightly and said, "I'll tell you later." ”

"You---。 Ying Xueqing was angry, but there was no way, but her heart was extremely shocked, because the question raised by this man was the question that her father left her when he died.

"To put it simply--" Zhang Kaifeng pondered for a while when he saw her fried hair, and said, "The smell of decay is too strong, a little pungent." ”

"Why is the --- rotten?" Ying Xueqing wondered.

"Take me to that place!" Zhang Kaifeng did not say any more.

"Don't worry, since I promised you, I won't break my promise. Ying Xueqing pursed her red lips, obviously dissatisfied.

Zhang Kaifeng nodded, and his tone revealed a strong confidence: "Don't worry, after the matter is completed, I can help you clean up everything in front of any obstacle in front of you." ”

Clearing all obstacles for you, this sentence is really shocking. This person seems to be very confident in everything, even if he is in Fengcheng and confronts a group of demon masters. Ying Xueqing looked at the man beside her, her expression was a little dazed, and she didn't know how to answer for a while.

"Ahem----。 Fortunately, the old man spoke out at the right time to dispel this delicate atmosphere: "Miss, we should go in, otherwise let Zhang Gongzi wait like this, and outsiders will say that our Demon God Palace is not well entertained." ”

"That'---- right. Ying Xueqing came back to her senses and took the lead.

"Why have we been talking for so long, why hasn't the demon god Kong, who is the master, come out to greet him, isn't my name loud enough. Zhang Kaifeng said suddenly.

Ying Xueqing chose to ignore this kind of question, because the little subtle feeling in her heart just now was extinguished by these speechless words, and her face returned to a cold expression, and she didn't look back when she walked ahead. The old man was stunned, but he didn't say anything, and looked at the young man walking in front with a strange expression.

Soon, the three of them appeared in the field of vision of the Demon God Palace, and someone walked out of it and respectfully led the three of them into the Demon God Palace.

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