Zhang Zifeng had a ruffian smile on his face, looking somewhat light.

He just struck a knife in his hand, grabbed the stone and borrowed the weapon at will, and killed the two physical martial artists with the four veins in seconds, as if he was like the old monk sweeping the fallen leaves in front of the temple, showing such a breezy and indifferent.

The woman looked at Zhang Zifeng, and her eyes changed at this time.

As if she had seen a lighthouse in the endless ocean, she suddenly grabbed Zhang Zifeng's arm and said, "You go with me!" ”

Zhang Zifeng did not refuse, and let the woman pull him out of the door.

From time to time, the three of them were taken to an alley by the woman, and she looked at Zhang Zifeng with a straight face, and said, "When you came to the Southern Barbarian Land to find the Horned Martial Clan, you must also be running for the Martial God Body, right?" ”

Zhang Zifeng did not admit it, nor did he refuse, but said, "What about you, what is your relationship with the Jiaowu Clan, what did they mean when they said that you had seen the Jiaowu Clan just now?" ”

The woman's willow eyebrows frowned slightly, and she grabbed Zhang Zifeng's hand and stretched it out to her little instep.

"I'll rub!" Zhang Zifeng was stunned for a moment, and suddenly took back a big hand, raised his eyebrows and said, "Beauty, I know that I am chic, but your enthusiasm is a bit excessive, you don't want to play fairy jumping, right?" ”

"Idiot, what kind of immortal jump, what are you thinking, I'm asking you to see this, you are a Qi martial artist, right, it is said that the five senses of a Qi martial artist are different from ordinary people, you see."

Zhang Zifeng's eyes narrowed into a line, and then he understood what the woman meant.

I only saw a black tattoo on the inside of the woman's right leg.

This tattoo is not an acquired texture, but more like a texture that grows from within.

The woman said, "I have indeed seen the legend of the Horned Warriors who disappeared for a hundred years, when I was young, I was chased to the point of desperation, and finally fell from the cliff, only to be picked up because I met the legendary Horned Warriors, and was actually picked up with a life." ”

Speaking of this, the woman pointed to the black tattoo on the instep of her little foot, "Do you know what this is?" ”

Zhang Zifeng frowned, and squatted down without any scruples, touching his chin and thinking about it.

The woman's face suddenly turned red, and she quickly jumped away, and said in shame, "Did you mean it?" ”

Zhang Zifeng looked serious and said, "Beauty, I am exploring esoteric academic issues with you, and you actually think so, I am wronged." ”

"Do you see anything?" The woman said quietly.

A man was unashamed and said, "No! ”

"You ......"

Zhang Zifeng interrupted, "But you shouldn't have died because of this tattoo, right?" ”

The woman was slightly stunned, nodded, and said, "Yes, I was unconscious at the time, but I vaguely saw a group of tall black shadows surrounding me, I heard them mention the Kakuwu clan, and then when I opened my eyes, I had already appeared in another place, and this tattoo existed at that time." ”

The more she spoke, the more excited she became, "Do you understand, it must be the legendary golden legend, the Horn Warrior Clan, they are mythical characters in the Southern Barbarian Realm, I want to find them, I must." ”

Zhang Zifeng clearly saw the expression of the star chaser on this woman's face, and couldn't help laughing, "Why did you risk your life and not hesitate to find this legend that you are not sure about?" ”

"Whoever said I didn't confirm that they must exist, I'm pretty sure," the woman clenched her fists and argued earnestly.

"Okay, did you find it?"

The woman's expression darkened when she heard this, and she said, "I'll find it one day." ”

"There is an ancient prophecy in the Nanban Realm, the Horned Warriors inhabit the world of golden legends, and I can succeed as long as I can crack the golden legends," the woman said firmly.

"You still haven't answered me, why did you find the Jiaowu Clan," Zhang Zifeng said leisurely.

The woman glanced back at Zhang Zifeng, frowned, and said, "It has nothing to do with you, I don't think you and I are like a bad person, so I plan to cooperate with you, of course you are not like a good person." ”

Zhang Zifeng smiled bitterly, couldn't help but glance at the black tattoo on the woman's little instep, and said, "Can you show me again?" ”

The woman's willow eyebrows frowned slightly, and she said tightly, "Dead pervert, what else do you want to do?" ”

", why am I a pervert, do you want to find the Horned Martial Clan?"

Seeing Zhang Zifeng's serious face, the woman's willow eyebrows frowned slightly, but she was still unwilling to expose the tattoo.

Zhang Zifeng squatted down and reminded, "Don't move." ”

After saying that, I saw Zhang Zifeng's slender five fingers gradually floating a layer of milky white qi, and these milky white qi turned into warm currents and touched the black tattoo on the woman's small instep.

At this time, Zhang Zifeng was feeling the origin of this black tattoo with all his might.

As time passed, Zhang Zifeng's face became more and more solemn.

The woman's willow eyebrows frowned slightly, and she looked at a man's groping pig hand with some impatience, and said, "Is it enough?" ”

Zhang Zifeng sighed and withdrew his hand, saying, "This thing doesn't feel special, even I can't feel it." ”

You must know that Zhang Zifeng is the bloodline of the Emperor of Qi, and he is the bloodline of the Emperor of Qi who has reached the realm of the quasi-god king.

His perception is supposedly very keen, and his own Qi is able to catch any strange energy fluctuations.

But it's so weird that the black tattoo looks like a dead thing.

And just when Zhang Zifeng was about to give up, Zeng Xiaoman said with a blank face, "Boss, why is my Qi like this?" ”

"How?" Zhang Zifeng looked back and saw a black mist lingering on Zeng Xiaoman's body.

The fog is active, as if you have found your companion in the middle of nowhere.

Suddenly, at this moment, those black Qi rioted without warning, and rushed towards the woman in a crazy and uncontrollable attitude.

The faces of the crowd changed drastically, and they didn't expect this to happen.

……

At the door of the hotel, I only saw a nobleman in front of the royal carriage, and two people were kneeling at this time.

One of them had a dislocated arm and the other had a serious thigh injury.

They knelt in front of the hostess of the carriage, their faces covered in cold sweat, their eyes staring at the ground with frightened eyes, and they were trembling all over.

At this time, I only saw the carriage Jean, a young man in a white shirt and white gloves staring at the two indifferently.

At this time, there was a woman's coughing sound from inside the carriage, and the young man was pulled back to reality, walked to the carriage, and whispered, "Master!" ”

I only heard a woman's sick voice coming from inside the carriage, "How is it?" ”

"The woman was rescued by three outsiders," the young man glanced coldly at the two kneeling on the ground.

Suddenly, the two of them lowered their heads even more and trembled.

"So," said the lady of the carriage, smiling with her red lips, "that means failed?" ”

The young man's brows furrowed, it was undeniable.

"I'm running out of time, do you know what to do next?" The hostess of the carriage said calmly.

"Understand, rest assured master, with me, that woman can't escape."

"I trust you, and you have never let me down."

At this time, the two physical martial artists who were kneeling on the ground raised their heads and wanted to justify, "Master, that outsider is too powerful, please give us another chance!" ”

"You were defeated just now, how many people saw it?" Suddenly, the hostess of the carriage said gently.

The thick-eyed man was puzzled, but just looked at the trembling crowd in the hotel.

At this time, the hostess of the carriage said calmly and coldly, "Kill them all, not a single one will be left!" ”

As soon as these words came out, the faces of the thick-eyed man and the bald man changed greatly, and it was as if they had fallen into hell.

I only saw the young man in the white shirt and white gloves walking indifferently.

"Spare your life, master, spare your life!" The thick-eyebrow man stared at him in horror and kowtowed frantically.

But even though his head was covered in blood, he did not stop the young man's footsteps at all.

I saw the young man come to the man with thick eyebrows, and the corners of his mouth outlined a cruel smile.

"Poof!"

The cold light flashed, and he just saw the war knife in the young man's hand unsheathed, and in the next moment, the head of the thick-eyebrow man rolled to the feet of the bald man.

Suddenly, the bald man screamed in fright and turned to escape.

The mistress of the carriage smiled when she saw this.

From time to time, screams came as promised, only to see the young man stepping on the body of the bald man, as if it was so easy for him to kill two lives.

When the young man once again swept his gaze to the old man and child curled up in the corner of the hotel, he said coldly, "All of them are gone!" ”

As soon as the words fell, a group of aristocratic guards rushed in, and heart-rending screams rang out from the entire hotel.

Listening to such a terrifying scream, the mistress of the carriage turned a blind eye and said to the young man who came over, "Find Miss Jia and the three outsiders, and remember that I want to live." ”