Chapter 741: The Sect Master of the Wanping Sect

The young man did not answer Zifeng Daoist's inquiry, but turned his head slightly to look at Zhang Yi, who was looking left and right.

"Are you looking for her?" The young man said with a smile.

"Huh!?" Zhang Yi looked back at the young man and found that the temperament of the young man had changed again, and he had become the temperament of a kind ordinary passerby.

By the time I met this young man, it was only two or three photos of the effort, and the young man had already changed three temperaments, and the transformation of this temperament was very smooth without a trace of rawness, and each of these three temperaments was very suitable for this young man without a trace of inappropriateness.

In novels, film and television dramas, it is often said that the thousand-faced man has a thousand faces, and the art of disguise is ever-changing, and no one has ever seen the true face of this person. Now Zhang Yi knows that although the young man in front of him is not as fantastical as the changing face of the thousand-faced Langjun, there is no discomfort between these temperaments, and in a certain respect, this young man is more powerful than the thousand-faced Langjun.

"This is the second time we've met!" The young man didn't wait for Zhang Yi to open his mouth to ask questions and answers, and continued.

This time Zhang Yi was completely blinded, if the first inquiry of the young man just now was that Zhang Yi deliberately pretended to be stupid with understanding, this time he was really stupid.

In Zhang Yi's impression, he had never seen this young man at all, and he had no impression at all.

"Have I seen him anywhere? Did he ever observe himself in the shadows!? If that's the case, it can be explained, but what he said about meeting ...... I don't have any impression of Mao!? Have I had my memories tampered with!? Zhang Yi thought to himself.

Seeing Zhang Yi's contemplative look, the young man smiled slightly and said, "It seems that you really forgot."

"Yes...... At that time, we only had a one-sided relationship! The young man tapped his forehead and continued.

"No, where the hell have we met!? Are you mistaken!? Zhang Yi really couldn't remember where he had seen this young man.

"I sent you a courier!" The young man said lightly.

"Huh!? Express delivery!? No way! Zhang Yi was straightforward and said categorically: "I don't buy anything online at all, how can I have a fast ......?"

"Wait a minute, is it ......" Zhang Yi suddenly remembered one thing.

In the past, Zhang Yi was pit by a scorpion when he was underground in Wuxiang, and there was only a pair of pants left on his body, and the most important thing was that the mobile phone was also abducted by the scorpion, but then the mobile phone came back, and at that time it was delivered to the door by a courier in the form of a courier. (See Chapter 240 for details)

At that time, Zhang Yi just woke up in a daze, and he didn't care who the courier was, but he just hastily signed a name and took the courier back, and he didn't look carefully at who the courier was.

"It seems that you remembered, little friend!" The young man said with a smirk.

Zhang Yi twitched a few times cheekily, if it weren't for today's young man's reminder, Zhang Yi would never have imagined that the person who delivered the courier that day would actually be the boss of the Wanping Sect, but just looking at the young man's free switching temperament, it was easy for him to hide in front of Zhang Yi.

"What the hell did you mean that day!?" Zhang Yi asked with a dark face.

Anyone who happens like this will be very unhappy.

"Don't worry, I just wanted to see you that day!" The young man still looks like he is smiling but not smiling, and the wind is calm.

Daoist Zifeng narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at the young man in front of him, who could be said to be too ordinary to be ordinary, without the slightest contempt in his heart.

"What the hell are you Wanping Sect trying to do!?" Daoist Zifeng shifted his body and put Zhang Yi behind him.

"What do you want to do!?" The young man's face remained unchanged, but the temperament on his body suddenly changed, and he changed back to the temperament of the superior.

"Don't you know?" The young man said expressionlessly.

"Nonsense, if we knew that we had already destroyed you, and there would still be time to listen to you here!?" Wang Fan really couldn't get used to seeing the young man talking to everyone with the appearance of a superior person, so he directly raised his hand and pointed at the young man, and opened his mouth to speak.

"Stinky boy, who are you referring to!? Want to die, don't you? Seeing that the young man was pointed at by Wang Fan like this, the violent bear stepped forward, staring at Wang Fan angrily with his eyes,

"What's the matter!? Want to dry the rack!? If you want to be less forced, just do it! Wang Fan didn't hesitate at all, and replied unceremoniously.

The bruised tendons on the Storm's forehead jumped a few times, and the murderous aura on his body rose, and he opened his mouth and said, "You ......"

"En~~" The young man didn't wait for the Storm Bear to continue speaking, and raised his hand to block the Storm Bear.

"Yes! Master! At this moment, the violent bear immediately put away his murderous aura and retreated behind the young man.

"Humph! Cowardice! Wang Fan took a sip and said mockingly.

But the violent bear turned a blind eye to Wang Fan's appearance, and still stood behind the young man, without even a trace of fluctuation in the aura on his body.

"This young man is not simple......" At this time, Wang Fan only had one thought in his heart.

What kind of stinky temper the violent bear is, Wang Fan knows it very well, but this young man can easily restrain the violent bear twice before and after.

Moreover, Wang Fan did not feel the slightest breath of cultivation from this young man, either this young man's cultivation was very strong and he hid his qi very well, or he practiced special exercises, so that Wang Fan could not detect it.

Or...... It's that this young man is not a cultivator at all.

If it's just the first two, then it's easy to explain, but if it's the latter one...... Anyway, no matter what ability this young man relied on to sit in the position of the sect leader of the Wanping Sect, it could be determined that this young man was definitely not an ordinary person.

"Before I answer this question, I wonder if the head of Zifeng can answer me a question!?" The young man put his hands behind his back and said lightly.

"Say!" Daoist Zifeng spit out a word very well.

"Do you believe in the world?" The young man asked such an inexplicable question.

Daoist Zifeng didn't answer, just stared at the young man deeply.

And the young man didn't wait for Daoist Zifeng to answer, but spoke up himself.

"Some people once trusted the world more than anyone else, they believed that the world could bring them happiness, even if there was only a little hope around them, they were working hard for it!"

"But the more I try, the more I feel how thin I am, and even in the back, they can't even see their own existence!"

"Can you do whatever you like?"

"They don't even have time to think like this once in their hard work......"

"The self that exists here...... Is it really true to yourself? ”

"But the world did not answer their questions......"