Who could make both the dust and the glass faint? Xiaohua was puzzled, as far as he knew, he had never seen such a powerful person.

It was a bumpy road, and it was already the morning of the second day when I entered the Northern Jingwu City.

The dust and glass have not woken up yet, which makes Xiaohua always feel a little relieved. He had a hunch that something would happen today, absolutely.

Wu Zheng entered the city and began to eat Haisai, as if he had never seen food in his life, and ate bowl after bowl. The cooks in the barracks were helpless in the end, and the meals cooked according to the number of people were not enough in the end.

During this period, Wu Zheng came up with bad ideas many times in an attempt to help Luochen wake up. For example, direct drinking.

Luochen loves to drink the most, maybe a pot of wine will be in his stomach, and he will be miraculously better. Of course, Xiaohua naturally couldn't believe Wu Zheng's nonsense, and hit him twice on the head.

Time flies in a flash, and in the evening, Xiaohua, who thought that everything was about to be peaceful, waited for an uninvited guest, the gray-robed old man.

The first person to be found was Mo Qing, he was standing at the head of the city, and in the dark shadows below, there was a person standing faintly, it was the gray-robed old man.

Hearing the movement, Xiaohua hurriedly pulled Wu Zheng's ears and came out of it, and couldn't help frowning when she saw the scene in front of her.

"Nan Yao's envoy actually came in person, it's a long way to go!" Although Xiaohua was polite on her lips, she had already lost confidence in her heart.

This person is definitely not simple, his strength must be unfathomable, and once he fights, I am afraid that it will be more than lucky.

"Don't get me wrong, the old man is not Nanyao's messenger. The gray-robed old man said, and directly shook his sleeve robe, and a powerful spiritual power suddenly swept over.

Xiaohua frowned, and immediately urged her spiritual power to resist. But it's useless at all, the strength of the gray-robed old man is almost crushing.

The next moment, Xiaohua's whole person was forcibly mentioned. up.

"Let him go. Mo Qing shouted, and the sword came out of its sheath with the sound of the dragon's groan, and then a huge sword qi flew over.

However, with a flick of the gray-robed old man's fingers, the sword qi turned into nothingness in an instant.

Seeing this, Wu Zheng did not choose to escape at this moment, he would never stand by and watch Xiaohua in trouble, he jumped high and immediately activated the thin spiritual power in his body.

But Wu Zheng's realm was low, and the gray-robed old man didn't even look at it, he only snorted coldly, and the spiritual power fluctuations directly hit him on the ground.

Xiaohua was also angry now, and shouted with the last bit of strength: "What are you going to do?"

The gray robe of the gray-robed old man was covered, and he couldn't see his expression. I saw that his right hand trembled suddenly, and Xiaohua's shirt was suddenly torn apart by spiritual power and fell all over the sky.

Of course, Xiaohua naturally didn't think that the gray-robed old man had any special hobbies, his purpose was to be fragments.

I saw several rays of light lingering around the little flower, and then many pieces flew out of the sleeves of the gray-robed old man. Immediately, the light was great, and many fragments were gathered together, and under the gaze of everyone, they slowly merged into one.

The gray-robed old man let out a debauched laugh at this moment, and although his voice was hoarse, it sounded very terrifying.

But at this moment, a blood-colored red light suddenly emanated. Everyone looked at it, but saw that the light emanated from Wu Zheng's heart.

"What is this?" the gray-robed old man was also full of doubts, but then he reacted and shouted, "It really didn't take any effort to get here. ”

So as soon as he flicked his robe, Xiaohua flew out, and was finally caught by Mo Qing, and took a few steps back.

On the other side, Wu Zheng's body began to change unconsciously.

Is that a little flower's eyes full of surprise and madness?

I saw Wu Zheng's body soar into the air, and finally slowly merged with the fragment. At this point, Wu Zheng's hair completely turned red, with sharp teeth and claws, and his eyes were blood-red.

"Wu Zheng. Xiaohua screamed, trying in vain to wake up Wu Zheng.

However, everything was in vain, Wu Zheng's eyes had lost his feelings, as if he had turned into a mad beast, howling madly.

The gray-robed old man laughed proudly, and then threw out a sentence and said, "Mankind, your end is coming. ”

As he spoke, the gray-robed old man emitted a pillar of light from his hand, only this time, it was no longer white, but full of blood red.

"I almost forgot to tell you one thing, the crown prince of Nanyao accidentally died at my hands, so I have no choice but to frame you. ”

Mo Qing was shocked when he heard this, "You actually killed ......"

Before he finished speaking, the gray-robed old man snorted coldly, "What is he, you just wait for Nan Yao's revenge and kill each other as much as you want." ”

After saying that, the spiritual power controlled Wu Zheng's body, turned around and left.

At this time, Xiaohua spat out a mouthful of blood from her mouth, and was powerless to chase after her. He knew that things seemed to be going in an uncontrollable direction.

"Mo Qing, I want to take someone back to Beiliang. ”

"Ah" Mo Qing didn't react for a while, "Your injury?"

"Time is pressing, and Wu Zheng's life may be lost if he is late. After that, he walked directly into the room, prepared the carriage and horses, Xiaohua drove in person, took the dust and the glass and rushed back to Beiliang.

At this time, the only one who could help him was the bad old man, the old guy surnamed Huang.