After Zhanyang took a bath, he lay on the bed and fell asleep, during this time, since he came to the Valley of Evil Spirits, so many things have happened, his nerves have been tense, and at this moment, he can finally sleep well.

However, this sleep is a day's work.

In the evening, he was awakened by a feeling of hunger, opened his eyes, sat up, looked around dimly, and found that something was wrong.

Wife?

Zhanyang was shocked.

Then I quickly looked for clothes, but there were no clothes except the black clothes, but fortunately, when I changed clothes, I just took off my outer clothes, and my pants and T-shirt were still there, but they were also very dirty and torn.

Zhan Yang sighed again.

After thinking about it, I couldn't help it, so I had to get up to find something to eat, and after rummaging in the room for a long time, Zhanyang remembered that this was a new home, and he didn't buy anything, and there was something to eat. He only felt weak all over his body, and he went limp.

Zhanyang wanted to cry without tears, and he missed the life of Nancheng in his heart.

However, the most important thing is to eat, and what to wear.

Zhan Yang couldn't get up, walked out of the door, and was about to open the door, he was suddenly stunned, turned his head to look, the black clothes were thrown on the ground, looking at the black clothes, and then thinking about what happened in the past two days, Zhan Yang only felt a chill, his body trembled, and he quickly opened the door and left.

Just kidding, Lao Tzu will never wear that black dress again.

Walking on the street, Zhan Yang suddenly remembered a problem that had to be solved, that is, he had no money.

What can you do without money.

Nothing can be done.

Zhanyang sighed again, this day can't be lived.

"Looking for money, looking for money, looking for money......"

Zhanyang's mouth was fragmented, and his eyes were slitting over the people who walked by.

I had no choice but to start with these people.

"It's really sad, what a character Lao Tzu is, he was stumped by a few cents." Zhan Yang sighed with emotion.

Helpless, Zhan Yang lowered his head and aimed at people who seemed to be relatively wealthy and not short of money.

It just so happened that a man came.

The man was strong and tall, and carried an extremely wide sword on his back. Zhan Yang couldn't care so much, he didn't look like a good person anyway, a smile hooked up at the corner of his mouth, and he walked over.

However, at the moment of missing, the two actually bumped into each other's shoulders.

Zhan Yang hurriedly said: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry." ”

"Hmm." The man turned his head and looked at Zhanyang condescendingly, frowning with a murderous expression.

Zhan Yang smiled apologetically: "I'm sorry, uncle, are you okay?" ”

"You touched my sword."

"Huh?" Zhan Yang was stunned, it seems that this is indeed the case.

"Whoever touches my sword will die."

Rumble!

The big man suddenly drew his sword and slashed at him.

Zhan Yang was startled, and secretly said that he was so fast, and quickly dodged, but at such a close distance, Rao is extremely fast, dodged the sword blade, but was swept by the sword qi, leaving a wound on his left arm.

The big man was shocked and said, "I have some skills." ”

Zhan Yang straightened up, ignored the bloodied left arm, looked at the big man, and smiled: "I touched your sword, you cut my left arm, everyone flattened and said goodbye." With that, Zhan Yang turned to leave.

Dahan didn't chase after him, and said softly, "Your name." ”

Zhan Yang was about to say it subconsciously, but suddenly he seemed to think of something, and said, "Mo Er." ”

Without hesitation, he strode away.

Dahan read it silently a few times, laughed, and turned to leave.

Walking on the street, he flipped through his hand, a wallet appeared in his hand, looked at the cash inside, and couldn't help laughing: "Fight with me, practice for a few hundred more years." ”

Then I walked into a specialty store.

Come out again, Zhanyang has changed a lot, the old clothes are gone, a casual clothes, although it is not a famous brand, but I don't know how much better than just now.

"The clothes are done, and the next thing is to eat."

With the clothes settled, the mood also improved a lot, Zhanyang looked around and walked forward.

It's an upscale restaurant.

Zhan Yang walked in.

The waiter hurriedly walked over and asked with a smile, "Welcome, sir?" ”

"Both."

"Huh?" The waiter wondered.

"And you."

The waiter blushed and said, "Sir is really joking." ”

Zhan Yang smiled and said, "One." ”

"This way, please."

Zhan Yang glanced at it, found a corner and sat down, and ordered some simple staples.

When Zhan Yang walked out after eating, it was already late.

It was getting dark.

At this time, Zhanyang hesitated in his heart, should he go back? To be honest, Zhan Yang doesn't want to go back, anyway, he is not Mo Er, but if he doesn't go back, Cong Ling and Yin Zhi will definitely be crazy to find it, and there will definitely be a commotion at that time, because judging from Yin Zhi's way of doing things, Yin Zhi must be very influential here.

Alas!

Zhanyang sighed.

Since it's already installed, let's pretend to the end, who let yourself click on other people's husbands.

Zhanyang lowered his head and walked back. At this moment, his heart was in turmoil, and this kind of love had not been encountered for a long time.

When Zhan Yang walked to the front of the house, he found that something was wrong, a big man was sitting in front of his house with a big sword aside.

Zhanyang's heart is cold, why is this guy?

But at this moment, the big man raised his head, looked at Zhanyang calmly, and showed a terrible smile.

Zhan Yang smiled, scolding in his heart, I really want to slap myself in the mouth, what do you say that you are Mo Er, you deserve it, you really damn it, this guy actually came to the door.

The big man smiled yin: "Mo Er." ”

Zhanyang grabbed his hair, looked around, and said, "Who is Mo Er, is there Mo Er here, I don't know you." ”

Sou!

A great sword lay across Zhanyang's neck.

Zhan Yang was helpless, spread his hands, and said, "Okay, what do you want?" ”

"You stole my stuff."

"Here you go." Zhan Yang took out his wallet and threw it to him.

Dahan opened it and looked at it, and said, "What about the money?" ”

"It's gone."

Sou!

The big sword swung suddenly, slashing towards Zhanyang's neck, Zhanyang was terrified, and it was too late to dodge when he lowered his head, and between the lightning and flint, a dark red light flashed.

Bang!

But Zhan Yang held the soul killer and blocked this killing sword, and then, looking at the big man coldly, asked, "Who are you?" ”

The big man looked at the black stick indifferently and asked, "Who are you?" ”

Zhan Yang smiled, took two steps back, and said, "I am naturally Mo Er." ”

"As far as I know, Mo Er is a corpse collector who has only worn black clothes all his life, and it is impossible for him to have this kind of power."

"You believe the rumors."

The big man laughed, then laughed wildly, and said, "Okay, if you win against me, the money will be written off." ”

"I don't kill the nobody."

"Although I have no name, this sword has been passed down through the ages."

Zhanyang's face changed, looking at this sword, looking at this person, his expression became solemn, and he faintly understood in his heart.

Zhanyang asked, "Your name is Nameless?" ”

"That's right."

"In your hands, but the world's famous sword giant?"

"Hahahaha." The nameless man laughed wildly.

Zhan Yang knew that he had guessed correctly, he forcibly suppressed the restlessness in his heart, and asked again: "You are a dead man, who made you wake up?" ”

The nameless laughter stopped abruptly, and Xiang Zhanyang looked at him: "Who are you?" Can you even see this? ”

Zhan Yang exhaled deeply and closed his eyes.

I see, I see.

Not only is the Ghost Emperor not dead, but his strength may be even higher.

But.

The Ghost Emperor used forbidden art to resurrect these people.

What is the intention?