"Who are you?" Seeing the injured person who suddenly appeared in the courtyard, Zhong Zihao asked out loud.

"Ahem......" The blood-drenched figure did not answer, as if trying to struggle to get up, but after many attempts, it still ended in failure, and only a rapid cough was heard.

"Tell me, who are you?" Zhong Zihao asked again.

"I ...... I am ......" Perhaps the man knew that he couldn't get up at all with his injuries at the moment, so he simply gave up the struggle and raised his head with difficulty to speak.

It was a young man of no more than forty years of age, with a high nose, thick lips, a resolute face, and sword-like eyebrows flying diagonally into a few strands of black hair under the corners of his sideburns.

However, at this moment, his eyes were full of vigilance, and his body exuded a chill that rejected people thousands of miles away, as if everyone in the world had a hatred with him.

"Don't talk yet, it's a miracle that you can survive this injury, hurry up and go into the house to heal. ”

For some reason, as soon as he came into contact with this person's gaze, Zhong Zihao suddenly felt a sense of sympathy in his heart, and took two steps forward to help the young man up. Without waiting for the other to answer, he leaned over and put his left arm on his shoulder, picked up the former, and walked towards the cabin.

Soon after, Zhong Zihao called Qing Shui to wipe the blood stains of this strange young man, and changed him with his own clothes.

At the same time, Zhong Zihao's heart was also shocked: this person no longer has a complete muscle in his body, even when he cleaned his wounds, he gritted his teeth and endured it, and couldn't help but secretly admire his perseverance, what kind of faith supported him to survive?

Two hours later, the young man slowly opened his eyes, and his face finally had a trace of blood, and the breath of life was much stronger than before.

The man first vigilantly observed the surrounding environment, then briefly inspected his injuries, and finally stopped his eyes on Zhong Zihao who was not far away.

"You actually saved me?" the young man's voice was like an iceberg that would not melt for thousands of years, so cold that it made people feel like they were falling into an ice cellar.

"Your injuries are very serious, and I can't help much, when you get a little better, let's leave quickly to find some heavenly treasures to heal your injuries." Zhong Zihao didn't seem to be affected by this chill, and after being awakened by the young man's voice, he slowly stood up, looked at the former's still sluggish breath, and replied slowly.

"Leaving?" the young man was stunned for a moment, and then said in surprise, "Are you going to let me go?"

"Why am I implicated, and what is going on with the Blood Dragon Gate?"

This time it was Zhong Zihao's turn to wonder, I was just saving one person, what does it have to do with the Blood Dragon Gate? Also, this person in front of me is also very weird, you don't appreciate me, but what do you mean by saying a lot of nonsense?

The young man didn't answer immediately, just looked at Zhong Zihao vigilantly. After half a ring, he finally made sure that the young man in front of him had no malicious intent, so he nodded slightly: "Okay, as long as I regain my mobility, I will leave immediately." As for the Blood Dragon Gate, they are chasing me, and it is likely to be coming soon, so be careful yourself. ”

"I heard that the strongest Supreme Elder and Sect Master of the Blood Dragon Sect are also only Heavenly Extreme Realm cultivators, and you are also a Heavenly Extreme Realm powerhouse, how could you be so seriously injured?" Zhong Zihao suddenly said this.

"What, can you see through my cultivation strength?" The young man was startled, and instantly took out a blood-glittering treasure long knife from the storage ring, and the monstrous killing intent was undisguised.

"See through your cultivation?" Zhong Zihao's whole body shook like an electric shock, and his pupils were full of confusion again, as if he was talking to himself, "Yes, how can I see through his cultivation?"

"Boy, tell you the truth!" the young man had already stood up and moved step by step to where Zhong Zihao was standing.

It can be seen that although his injuries have improved, he has not recovered much strength, and it is even difficult to move, otherwise he would have already attacked with a big move.

Facing the young man's fierce gaze, Zhong Zihao did not show a panicked look, and after a little contemplation, he had to answer truthfully: "To be honest, I don't know how to see your cultivation, maybe it's an intuition on my part." ”

"Intuition?" The young man stopped, he didn't believe what Zhong Zihao said, he could see the other party's defenseless appearance, and he was puzzled in his heart.

He can be regarded as a strong man with the cultivation of the Heavenly Extreme Realm, if this kid wants to play any tricks in front of him, he can see it with his own experience and confidence. But when he looked left and right, Zhong Zihao was obviously an ordinary teenager with no cultivation, how did he see through his cultivation?

But if you think about it a little deeper, it doesn't seem that the other party needs to lie to yourself. If he really had the heart to calculate himself, he should have called the family warrior to come out to deal with him in the previous courtyard, and this kid not only didn't do that, but instead rescued himself back into the house? Also, judging from the other party's expression, this kid was dumbfounded, his eyes were dull, and he was also confused at the moment.

He stopped suddenly, not only did he feel that Zhong Zihao had no ill will towards him, but the severe trauma on his body was also the root cause of his reluctance to move too much. If he suppresses the injury and forcibly strikes, it will even lead to the aggravation of the injury.

The young man hesitated again and again, and finally gave up his plan to kill Zhong Zihao, he put away the battle knife, and slowly moved back to the bed, before he sighed: "If this life should not be extinguished, I Wei Qinghan will teach the Blood Dragon Gate Chicken Dog not to stay!"

Wei Qinghan is an orphan who was adopted and raised since childhood. Fortunately, his father-in-law's family treats him as their own, and they are ready to marry their only daughter Rou'er to him, and they will get married when the two of them grow up.

However, when he was sixteen years old, Rou'er, who was as old as him, was favored by the genius disciples of the Blood Dragon Sect and was ready to take him back to the sect as a concubine.

Rou'er swore to die, his father-in-law and stepmother even knelt down to beg the genius disciples of the Blood Dragon Gate to open the net, but they were bloodily slaughtered, and Rou'er was ravaged to death, Wei Qinghan escaped by luck because he went up the mountain to chop wood.

After learning of this, Wei Qinghan hid nearby for two days and two nights, and then secretly sneaked home to bury his father-in-law and mother-in-law's family of three, and then wandered the world everywhere to apprentice, vowing to destroy the Blood Dragon Gate to take revenge.

At the age of sixteen, he began to walk the world, tasted the warmth and coldness of the world, and even sold himself for five years as a slave to a gentleman in order to learn a set of ordinary boxing techniques.

It wasn't until he was twenty-five years old that he met an old man who was dying, and after taking care of the old man with kindness for a month, he thanked him when the latter died, and gave Wei Qinghan all the treasures he had for the rest of his life, and there was also a set of good exercises in it.