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Xiong Li heard that he didn't know who was coming here, and immediately said "I'm fucking" and then went silent.

Zhang Haoran had already come to Xiong Li, and at this time Xiong Li had recovered his human appearance, his tall body was directly sunk into the dirt and grass pit, and the gravel dust almost covered half of his body, and his appearance was embarrassed, making Zhang Haoran look a little sluggish.

"Boy, what do you see? Believe it or not, Lao Tzu pulled you down to lie down?" Xiong Li seemed to be very displeased to be seen as he was now, and pouted.

The voice in the urn still looks neutral, not like a serious injury.

It's just that what Zhang Haoran can see in front of him is Xiong Li's right hand that is as thick as a cannon barrel, and the wound on his chest is shocking, revealing bright red tender flesh and lines, and the blood is still slowly flowing down on it, and Zhang Haoran, who is looking at Xiong Li's whole body, seems to be bleeding himself, and has almost dried up and feels dizzy and uncomfortable.

"Uncle, master, I collect corpses, I don't accept corpses of your size. Damn, you're too tall and mighty, I can't pull ......," Zhang Haoran said directly, looking serious and not like a fake.

"Cut. Xiong Li didn't speak directly when he heard this, his eyes closed, and a faint brown aura exuded from his whole body, enveloping his whole person. The brown breath is soft, and the Tao makes Zhang Haoran feel like he can only feel the feeling of entering the heart and lungs after taking pills, and it spreads with a sweet and refreshing feeling.

Obviously, that brown breath was a special kind of healing aura.

"Master, I'm tired, let's rest here for the time being. You old man won't drive me away, will you? You must know that now that the morning sun has appeared, the bear has been exposed to the sun and the noses of many monks for a long time!"

Zhang Haoran finished speaking without heart, liver or lungs, and lay on the uneven ground with his head in his hands, leisurely.

Although Xiong Li is a demon king, his heart is not bad. If you have kindness, you will repay it, and if you don't report it, you will be unhappy. Zhang Haoran waited for Xiong Li to recover almost before leaving, Xiong Li at this time had no combat effectiveness to put it bluntly, otherwise he wouldn't just say it just now, but walked away directly, hiding and recuperating from his injuries.

There is a big war here, and the mountains and rocks and trees are destroyed at a distance of kilometers, which is destined to attract many people to come to watch or encounter boredom in the circle. If they find out that Xiong Li has lost his combat effectiveness, no one knows what will happen next.

The Buddha said: Send the Buddha to the west.

Zhang Haoran saw the bear well.

This can also be regarded as understanding the demon barrier in his heart, and not regretting it in his heart because of his inaction, he has become a demon obstacle one day, and his pillow is restless and unstable.

People live, seek the heart.

Peace of mind, Lang Lang Qiankun World Avenue is at my disposal. If you are uneasy, you will get thousands of wealth after all, and you will be anxious and tormented.

Closing his eyes, Zhang Haoran fell asleep.

The brown breath was permeating, and Xiong Li's eyes widened like gongs and bared his teeth as he looked at Zhang Haoran, and his anger rose to his heart. Is he one of the three kings of the demon world still need someone to protect him? Xiong Li is angry, if this matter spreads, he is afraid that his bear cubs and bear grandchildren will laugh at his old face!

It was only when Xiong Li saw that Zhang Haoran really fell asleep, and then he closed his teeth and closed his eyes, his face gradually became calm, revealing the tranquility of a newborn baby, and his even breathing seemed to have fallen asleep.

Zhang's family, a young man in the hall whose clothes were all destroyed and only a few strands of fabric hung on his body were prostrate on the ground, his body trembling, but he didn't know whether he was afraid or his body was in pain.

Under the ruins, you can see the purple, black, and red wounds on the young man's body. There are swollen and bloody, and there are shocking blood marks and whip marks as long as snakes.

Breathing disordered, chills and shivering.

"Please, ask the patriarch to save Zhang Xin...... Ask the patriarch, help, save ...... Zhang Xin ...... "Zhang Jicheng's body tried his best not to tremble, he was depressed, and his breath was as weak as silk.

On the top of the hall, Zhang Kun sat on the big chair of the main house, looking at Zhang Jicheng, who was kneeling on the ground and seemed to be trembling all the time to support his uncomfortable body.

Beside Zhang Kun there was an old man covered in a golden robe, who was also the elder of the Zhang family. Then there were the other elders of the Zhang family, among which Elder Miki and Elder Yitian were also there, and Su Feisheng, who was the chief alchemist, was also there.

All the dignitaries gathered in the hall, but it was because Huang Guoguo, a child of the Huang family, took Zhang Xin, a member of their Zhang family, away last night.

"Clan, patriarch...... Please, beg ......" Zhang Jiyuan said this, and suddenly couldn't get out of his breath, fell to the ground and fainted.

Zhang Xin was intercepted by Huang Guoguo and others halfway, Zhang Xin was taken away, and Zhang Jicheng was beaten to death by other subordinates of the Huang family. All night, he was curled up in the suburbs and fell asleep, until the morning sun was dazzling, and he regained his will and rushed to Zhang's house with his wreckage off.

Stumbled all the way, stumbled forward unsteadily, and finally returned to Zhang's house, and finally saw the dawn in hand. However, what Zhang Jicheng didn't expect was that when he saw the patriarch and bowed down to plead, the majestic and powerful patriarch never said a word. Many elders did not speak, nor did many important uncles.

Let Zhang Jiwei bow down again and again, pleading again and again. But in the end, it was still a silent hall, cold people's indifference.

Zhang Jicheng fainted to death again, in addition to being weak, it was the Zhang family who did not act that made him angry, and he would rather die like this. Suddenly, the breath that had been supporting him to come back to save Zhang Xin disappeared, and the person almost returned to bliss.

The silent hall is silent, and the pins can be heard.

"Drag it out, this matter can't be spread outside!" After a long time, Zhang Kun, who was the patriarch, finally spoke. It's just that the words that came out made Zhang Jicheng, who was already unconscious, twitch, slightly, as if he hadn't moved.

Yes, wolf ambition is not an exaggeration. This sentence completely made people die and made Zhang Jicheng die.

Zhang Xin is beautiful, and she always causes a lot of trouble in the Zhang family. Zhang Tiantian, who was standing on the side at this time, was not deeply sorry for this time in his heart, but breathed a sigh of relief. Without that scourge, his son Zhang Yuecheng would be much more honest and would not cause him any more trouble.

Although Zhang Xin has no parents and no identity, she is just a descendant, but after all, she is also a member of the Zhang family. If his son did something to Zhang Xin, the consequences would naturally ......

Whether it should be protected or not, it also depends on where it is. In front of Zhang Kun, the patriarch of the Zhang family, even if you want to protect it, you need to see Zhang Kun's face, right?

There are not a few old people who have the same idea as Zhang Yitian, and everyone looks relieved, as if they have become relaxed. Because of the many young disciples of the Zhang family, ten of them have caused trouble again and again in order to touch the fox-like Zhang Xin. Now that Zhang Xin has been captured, if the patriarch doesn't save him, it will naturally be a thorn in their hearts, and it will naturally be happy and comfortable to pull it out.

Su Feisheng's identity and situation are very special, so he hasn't spoken all the time. It's just that when Su Feisheng saw a group of old guys in the Zhang family hall, he was relieved, and saw Zhang Jicheng, who was unconscious, being dragged out by two people of the same clan and leaving long blood marks......

Su Feisheng was furious!

If there is a flame rising in the heart, the flame will be from small to large and finally want to bombard the chest, and it will be great to vent the anger, not to say that it is not happy, and it is not happy to move.

It's just that Su Feisheng's people who have been promoted for hundreds of years know the importance of things. He made a mistake here in the Zhang family's lair, but he was afraid that he would give his life in vain at most.

Lying on the salary and tasting the courage, enduring the humiliation is just to better protect yourself, and at the same time to be able to leave a remnant to do what you think you should do.

Su Feisheng rescued Zhang Xin and stepped into the gate of Zhang's house from that time. Zhang Xin is a good girl, beautiful and kind-hearted, virtuous and gentle. It's just that the beauty is amazing, but there are many twists and turns in his life, just like now, he fell into the hands of Huang Guoguo, but he couldn't be rescued by the Zhang family.

Su Feisheng knew that Zhang Kun, the patriarch of the Zhang family sitting on the top at this time, just didn't want to offend the big Buddha of the Huang family for a small subordinate, but this was enough to see the temperament of the Zhang family, and it also made Su Feisheng disheartened.

The same surname is Zhang, and they are really the same rice and hundreds of people, but they are much inferior to his brother Zhang Haoran.

Besides, Su Fei was promoted to a general, leading troops to fight, and watched one or two of his brothers fall into loess, and the horse leather was wrapped in sand. It is especially important to look at the feelings in the heart.

Even if he died, Su Feisheng still did not forget to avenge his brothers, and he never stopped.

If it weren't for the fact that the pattern of the ghost world has changed, the general trend would be the same. Su Feisheng should still be leading his ghost soldiers to charge the trap and kill all the way. Unless one day, he can no longer move, his body is gone, and his soul is scattered.

"If it's okay, disperse. After Zhang Kun dropped this sentence, he slowly stood up and slowly walked behind the scenes.

Immediately afterwards, the hundreds of people sitting there also left, leaving no one behind. Except, of course, for Su Feisheng and Zhang Sanmu and Zhang Yitian, who protected him.

Both of them were still injured, and the terrible thing last night still caused fear in their hearts, and they were afraid that seeing the ruins and other things would immediately make them feel the breath of death again, the kind of appearance of escaping from death and fleeing in embarrassment.

Su Feisheng got up and walked out of the hall, he had already decided to go to the Huang family alone to rescue Zhang Xin, and then leave here. Naturally, the first thing he had to shake off now was the two tails behind him.

Originally, it had four tails, but unfortunately, two were cut off. Su Feisheng was still thinking that these two should also be cut.

After Su Feisheng arrived at Zhang's house, he already felt like he was in a tiger's den, and what kind of protector or something was actually just a person arranged to prevent him from Su Feisheng from escaping. Su Feisheng knew these very well, but he didn't know what this Zhang Kun wanted to do with him. People are old and fine, and Su Feisheng is not stupid. With Zhang Xin's method of deceiving people, it doesn't work at all in front of people like Zhang Kun or Zhang Sanmu. If he could prove that he was an alchemist just by using a few pills in his hand, then Su Feisheng really had to admire that he was so lucky.

In fact, when Zhang Sanmu heard Zhang Xin's words, his eyes flashed slightly, and Su Feisheng had become a puppet from that time on.

(Enlightenment Book Network.)