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Last night, I chatted with Wang Ye for half a night, Zhang Zheng set off for Biyou Village by himself early in the morning, he wanted to see what the situation was here, if he could, he could stun Zhuge Qing and kidnap him directly.

Zhang Zheng did not hide himself, and walked into the village in a big way, and the people in the village were very wary of his arrival.

Just when Zhang Zheng was visiting everywhere, a group of several people blocked him, and the momentum was overwhelming, and one was more arrogant than the other.

"This is Biyou Village, and outsiders are not welcome."

The leader was a young man with short white hair and an arrogant demeanor, as if he didn't care about anyone.

"I'm looking for Zhuge Qing, buddy, do you know where he is? If you know, please show me the way, find him, and I'll turn around and leave. ”

I don't know anyone here, Zhang Zheng, but according to Wang Yede, there should be no big evil, so Zhang Zheng spoke very politely.

Zhang Zheng's good temper makes the person opposite not know what to say!

In essence, they are not evil, they are only xenophobic because they come here to escape the world for various reasons.

Zhuge Qing is a newcomer, and they are actually not familiar with each other.

"Huh!"

The white-haired man heard Zhang Zheng's words, thought for a while, and then asked people to inform the village chief to come over, as for Zhuge Qing, they couldn't be the master.

Zhang Zheng didn't care about their attitudes, he glanced around, and finally found a log with a diameter of about half a meter and sat down.

"Everyone can sit casually, you're welcome!"

Saying a word to the people who were guarding him, Zhang Zheng took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and under the guarded eyes of everyone, he clicked on a certain chicken game and played by himself.

The people who were spying on him were a little dumbfounded, he and the others were nervous here, and people were sitting there playing games, what was this!

Zhang Zheng eats chicken, there is only one tactic, that is, Gou, in the end, if he is not discovered, he has the possibility of winning, because he only plays singles.

Gou is a technical job, and Zhang Zheng is very good at playing.

Seeing the number of people decreasing, Zhang Zheng was very happy, in fact, when he was reckless, he could occasionally brush two heads.

Half an hour later, looking at the words "Eat chicken" tonight, Zhang Zheng knew that he had won again.

It's just that the record is not good, and the number of kills has not exceeded ten.

As soon as he looked up, Zhang Zheng saw a young man with some long white hair.

Ma Xianhong came here for a while, and when he saw that Zhang Zheng was playing seriously, he didn't bother, but waited patiently.

When he was curious, he even watched Zhang Zheng play a game for a while, and looked at the performance of Cao Congzheng, Ma Xianhong just smiled and didn't speak.

Seeing the visitor, Zhang Zheng put away his mobile phone and hugged his fists: "Longhu Mountain cultivates virtue, not only what do you call your peers." ”

"Uh⊙?? ⊙！ ”

"I am the head of Biyou Village, I have heard of the name of the head of the Daoist Sect, the heir of Tongtian, we should be regarded as our own people!"

Ma Xianhong smiled and invited Zhang Zheng to his home as a guest.

Ma Xianhong is very enthusiastic about the heirs of the eight stunts, and when he was a child, he was in a similar situation to Zhang Chulan's family, so he especially recognized his own kind.

Following Ma Xianhong back to his house, Zhang Zheng did not rush to find Zhuge Qing, but talked with him for a while.

During the exchange, Zhang Zheng found that Ma Xianhong was actually a good person, and he established this Biyou Village to transform those ordinary people into strangers, and he had no selfish intentions.

He is just using his own methods to help those who are in trouble.

Dealing with this kind of person, Zhang Zheng felt that he was a little big.

If he is a bad person, he can do it without saying a word, but he is a good person, and Zhang Zheng really doesn't know what to do.

"Village Chief Ma, I'm here to see Zhuge Qing this time, I don't know if it's inconvenient for you to let me see him!"

doesn't want to care about the bad things in Biyou Village, Zhang Zheng only thinks about seeing Zhuge Qing now, and then getting Wang Ye away and staying away from this place of right and wrong.

When Ma Xianhong heard this, he smiled, and then led Zhang Zheng and walked towards Zhuge Qing's resting place.

On the way, Zhang Zheng saw a person, and suddenly the whole person's momentum changed greatly, and his eyes became sharp.

"Village Chief Ma, don't you want to introduce me, who is this Dao Chief?"

This is a middle-aged Taoist priest with a kind face, but Zhang Zheng has already moved to kill.

The momentum on Zhang Zheng's body changed, Ma Xianhong felt it, and the middle-aged Taoist priest naturally felt it.

"Daoist Xiude, this is Daoist Zhao Guizhen, is there any misunderstanding between you?"

Ma Xianhong had just talked to Zhang Zheng, and he didn't think there was anything wrong with him, whether he spoke or behaved, he should be the kind of person with a good temper, but now he is actually murderous, which makes him very puzzled.

However, Zhao Guizhen is his own person, and Ma Xianhong wants to be a peacemaker.

"Misunderstanding! doesn't exist, but Zhao Daochang, he also deserves it. ”

Zhang Zheng said, the killing intent on his body was already boiling, and he faced Zhao Guizhen and let it go unabashedly.

Yesterday was far away, plus he only had a cursory perception, and he didn't find Zhao Guizhen, no, to be exact, it was the evil Qi.

The Qi on Zhao Guizhen's body made him feel disgusting.

"Village Chief Ma, you are a good person, I advise you, don't take everyone in."

Zhang Zheng said, in Ma Xianhong's incomprehensible gaze, his body turned into an afterimage, appeared next to Zhao Guizhen, without the slightest intention of leaving his hand, the golden light turned into a long knife and slashed at Zhao Guizhen.

A golden light crossed the void, but in front of Zhao Guizhen, a transparent protective shield appeared, blocking Zhang Zheng's attack, and after a second, the protective shield shattered, and it was also through this second that Zhao Guizhen barely dodged.

"Daoist Xiude, if there is anything you can't say well, Daoist Zhao Guizhen is my person, you suddenly made a move, is it too bad for me to give Ma Xianhong face."

Glancing at his broken magic weapon, although Ma Xianhong didn't know the reason, Zhao Guizhen saved it!

was suddenly attacked by Zhang Zheng, although Zhao Guizhen dodged, he was also sweating profusely.

As soon as Zhang Zheng made a move here, the villagers of Biyou Village rushed over directly and surrounded him.

"Village chief, do you want to do it!"

The villagers who rushed over respected Ma Xianhong very much, and did not do it directly, but first asked Ma Xianhong for instructions.

"Wait, I'm confirming."

Ma Xianhong said, walking between Zhang Zheng and Zhao Guizhen.

"Daoist Xiude, if you move Daoist Zhao, at least there must be a reason!"

"Huh! Reason? ”

"Village Chief Ma, have you heard of the Seven Evils?

Yemao Mountain Evil Arts, cultivating with the lives of seven babies, are you sure you want to protect this kind of person? ”

Seeing that he was surrounded by villagers, Zhang Zheng put away the golden light on his body and said in a cold tone.

Zhang Zheng is not a good person, but he really can't look at Zhao Guizhen, who cultivates with babies.

If he hadn't known that the Seven Evils had saved up, he wouldn't have taken care of Zhao Guizhen today.

Originally, Zhao Guizhen was still a little confused, he was quite successful in pretending to be a good man, why did the stranger in front of him suddenly attack him, and he was a direct killer.

But when he heard Zhang Zheng say that he had seven evils, he couldn't be calm.

"Village chief, don't listen to his nonsense, what kind of seven evils, how can the poor Dao cultivate that kind of evil skill!"

Just kidding, don't talk about Zhang Zheng's strength, let's just say Ma Xianhong, if he knew that he had practiced that kind of evil skill, he would not let himself go.

Zhao Guizhen is not stupid, he can't escape, because once he escapes, he will be tantamount to admitting that he can't run away surrounded by these people.

"Uh⊙?? ⊙！ ”

Ma Xianhong had a little headache, emotionally, he hoped that Zhang Zheng was lying.

But intellectually, he believed Zhang Zheng's words even more, because the two obviously didn't know each other, and Zhang Zheng was not a mad dog, and he would bite anyone he caught.

With a wry smile, Ma Xianhong spoke: "Cultivating Virtue, is there any misunderstanding?"

Daochang Zhao has been living in Biyou Village for a few years, and he should not be able to cultivate the evil skills you said if he is kind and kind! ”

Saying this, Ma Xianhong felt that he had no confidence, and he didn't know his heart but knew people.

"Village Chief, let's do it! This outsider definitely came to our Biyou Village to find trouble. ”

Zhao Guizhen's acting is very successful, and many villagers are willing to believe him.

"Hands-on? Actually, I also want to do it, and I can be in the company of people who cultivate with babies, so I guess you are not good people! ”

Zhang Zheng is really angry, Ma Xianhong is a good person, but these villagers are not necessarily good people.

The golden light on his body lit up again, Zhang Zheng was ready to force his shot, it didn't matter if the reason didn't make sense, then hammer through.

Feng Baobao knows that he can use his hands as little as possible.

The villagers here may be very awesome to get outside, but in Zhang Zheng's eyes, except for Ma Xianhong, everyone else is like that.

Compared with the all-sex demons who attacked Longhu Mountain, they are little white flowers, and they are not pure.

Which cultivated Inhuman is not experienced in a hundred battles, patience, endurance, spirit, and will are indispensable.

These quick aliens, dealing with them, for the current Zhang Zheng, is no different from punching kindergarten.

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