Whether Zhang Zifeng is a refugee camp here or not depends on how Zhang Zifeng chooses.

But Yanjie reminded Zhang Zifeng that you are not a bad person, but you are not a good person either.

Too much kindness often gets you into trouble.

How could Zhang Zifeng not know this.

But to Yanjie's surprise, Zhang Zifeng still chose to accept it.

The reason is simple, first, he is curious about the tattoos on the body of middle-aged men.

Second, he likes the character of this middle-aged man very much.

Zhang Zifeng is a picky person, at least in terms of the conditions for choosing friends.

Of course, this guy often takes the phrase that his friends are used as his motto, and it is not false.

The middle-aged man saw Zhang Zifeng come to the hospital to see himself, and said, "I didn't expect you to really plan to accept me, in fact, I was just joking." ”

"How did you survive," Zhang Zifeng is not stupid, he also has his own vigilance.

If it was really according to what the crane said, the black-robed man had extremely strong strength, and it was impossible for the middle-aged man to survive.

The middle-aged man glanced at his tattoo and said, "Rely on it." ”

Zhang Zifeng didn't say a word more.

The middle-aged man said, "You believe it?" ”

"I don't believe it."

"Then how do you think I survived, aren't you afraid that I will be a spy he planted next to you, and then take the opportunity to kill you?"

Zhang Zifeng said lightly, "You can't kill me." ”

"So confident?"

Zhang Zifeng nodded.

The middle-aged man shrugged his shoulders and no longer cared about the question, which none of them cared about.

"What's your name?"

The middle-aged man smiled wryly, "Is a name so important?" ”

He had almost forgotten what his name was.

An ordinary man who struggled out of the old times, but experienced too much grief.

A name doesn't matter so much anymore.

"I used to have a name."

"What's that called?"

"Whampoa Dragon Snow!"

Zhang Zifeng was stunned, and his hands shook.

"You said your name is Huangpu Longxue?"

"The name of the past is not enough to worry about," a hint of sluggishness flashed in the corner of Huangpu Long Xue's eyes.

This is not enough to worry about, but a famous name.

When Zhang Zifeng was still the god of war in the hot summer, he had heard of the name Huangpu Longxue.

Huangpu Longxue's identity is a mystery, but his former reputation in the world is like thunder.

Even his reputation is much higher than that of the Great Demon King, Bacchus, etc.

It's just because he claims to be the strongest royal body.

If it is said that the physical martial artist of Wumen Dunjia who Zhang Zifeng slapped to death with one palm many years ago is very strong, then Huangpu Longxue is a monster, a real monster.

It's just because he can develop the power of the human body to the limit and has the Eight Gate Dunjia.

The Eight Gates Dunjia itself is standard for the royal body, and it is conceivable that if it can be developed to the limit, what kind of power it will be.

It's not as simple as one plus one.

It is rumored that Huangpu Longxue once single-handedly carved out his own piece of the world in the wilderness, and any opponent is determined to die when facing him.

It's just that later, with the establishment of the new era, the character of Huangpu Longxue disappeared like air.

Where did Zhang Zifeng think that the sun that once shone with infinite light and let the younger generations follow, turned out to be the sloppy uncle in front of him?

"Why did you suddenly disappear back then?" Zhang Zifeng said curiously.

Huangpu Long Xue smiled slightly, "Getting married and having children, that's it." ”

"Getting married and having children?" Zhang Zifeng was a little surprised by this reason.

The reasons are simple, but they are convincing.

Especially now for Zhang Zifeng.

Because of Wei Xueyan, he also plans to live an ordinary life.

But he wasn't as lucky as Huangpu Longxue.

He wanted to live an ordinary life, but God wouldn't allow it.

As the god of wine said, this world is like this, bear's paws and fish are incompatible, there are gains and losses.

"What about your family, aren't you afraid that they will be attacked by the black-robed man?"

Huangpu Long Xue sighed, although he didn't want to accept this reality, but it was true.

"It's dead, it's all dead," Huangpu Longxue's tone sounded relaxed.

But he had been paralyzing himself for years, and staying in that lifeless little mountain village betrayed his inner thoughts.

for there were the graves of his wife and his daughter.

"How did you die?"

Huangpu Long Xue sighed and said, "I was killed." ”

"Then you haven't thought about revenge?"

"I've got revenge."

Huangpu Longxue tore open his clothes, only to see a huge scar on his abdomen, "The enemy came to the door, their mother and daughter died, and when I arrived, the body could not be found, and the huge village was burned for three days and three nights." ”

"And then?"

Huangpu Longxue asked Zhang Zifeng for a cigarette, took a hard puff, then squinted his eyes and said coldly, "Then I will kill all the enemies related to me, and leave no one behind." ”

Zhang Zifeng glanced at the scar on his abdomen.

Huangpu Long Xue smiled bitterly, "This is what I left at that time, but I also paid a terrible price for it." ”

"At what cost?"

Huangpu Long Xue said lightly, "My royal body was completely scrapped in that battle, and now I'm afraid that even opening the Eight Gates Dun Armor is whimsical." ”

"So you entered the graveyard of the Bronze Giant and got this tattoo?"

"This can be regarded as another gift from God to me, losing my loved ones, but also gaining another kind of strength."

Zhang Zifeng was indifferent.

In Huangpu Long Xue's body, he seemed to see his own shadow.

Huangpu Longxue leaned against the wall, twitching one bite at a time, and an indescribable smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

"You know, in fact, I'm the same person as you, we can't control many things in this world, I gave up everything and chose to live in seclusion, but this damn god won't let me."

Huangpu Longxue glanced at Zhang Zifeng and said, "It's like you want to be an ordinary person, but the Ji family doesn't allow you to live, and the hunter organization wants the answer to the bronze giant in your mouth." ”

Zhang Zifeng slowly raised his head and stopped talking.

Huangpu Longxue said, "Zhang Zifeng, I am an example, we don't deserve to get affection, otherwise we often lose more than we gain." ”

In the ward, Zhang Zifeng pondered, not knowing what he was thinking.

I only heard Huangpu Longxue say leisurely, "The troubled times are coming, let's do it and cherish it, there are not many peaceful days like this." ”

It's night.

In the territory of the Oriental clan.

Zhang Zifeng's strength made the Dongfang clan feel a deep fear.

A monster that is very likely to have broken through the Dragon Peak Realm and reached the God Realm.

Looking at the major ancient martial arts families throughout the hot summer, this is also an extreme exaggeration.

The Oriental clan has existed for thousands of years in the hot summer, relying on the blood and perseverance of the strong to survive forever.

The reason why the Dongfang clan is strong today is not only that they have many powerhouses in the Dragon Peak Realm.

The more reason is that their Oriental clan also has an "ultimate weapon!" ”

At this time, in order to kill Zhang Zifeng, the Dongfang clan decided to use him.