"Mind me, I'm going to accompany them." Zhang Curtain is not salty or indifferent.

Han Zheng became more and more embarrassed, almost no one treated him like this, and several young people in the same company couldn't help laughing.

"Brother Han, I didn't expect you to be treated so coldly."

"This person seems to be very arrogant, and he can't even look down on Brother Han's invitation."

"Let's stop climbing, people look down on us."

The three of them either sighed, or commented, or even ridiculed, and they didn't have a good face for Zhang Mu.

"If you want to leave, leave quickly, don't get in the way of us eating." Zhang Mu showed impatience.

"Boy, you're really beating snakes and sticks!"

"To give you a little politeness, do you really think you're a character?"

"You're even crazier than us, why are you?"

The three of them didn't like it, but when they heard Zhang Mu's words, their faces were gloomy.

"Forget it, Brother Zhang doesn't want to be together, let's just eat it ourselves." Han Zheng didn't want to offend Zhang Mu, so he approached and stood in the middle to relieve it.

Zhang Mu glanced at it and poured wine for Luo Lun, who was a little uncomfortable: "Regardless of them, let's continue." ”

This attitude of not caring made the other three people angry, when had they ever been treated like this!

"It's so hateful, Brother Han, don't worry about it, I'm going to teach him a lesson today and let him know a little bit of the rules."

The monkey-faced young man who spoke the most scathingly couldn't help it, and a fierce momentum welled up from his body, and when he took a step, the floor was instantly covered with cobweb-like cracks.

"Don't."

Han Zheng shouted, he knew how powerful Zhang Mu's strength was, one hit two peaks and stepped on the Sky Realm to beat others to vomit blood, not to mention them who were a little worse.

It's a pity that he was a little late, and the latter had already slapped Zhang Mu, like a lesson to a weak person.

He underestimated Zhang Mu's strength.

Underestimated a lot.

Zhang Mu just threw out a chopstick, but it contained terrifying power.

The palm of his hand was pierced, and the remaining power fell on his chest, knocking the monkey-faced young man who had just screamed into the air, and knocking down a wine table with a click, still non-stop.

The guide knocked the restaurant out of a hole, and the person fell down before stopping.

A muffled sound followed, and the person who was apparently hit by the curtain did not even maintain the strength of flight and fell to the ground.

One trick to solve!

As soon as the words in Han Zheng's mouth were finished, his expression was immediately sluggish, and after half a month, this person seemed to be a little stronger again.

Terrible!

How did he do it, and what other opponent of the same rank is there now?

It's ridiculous that he still wants to find a chance to have a discussion, and one of the four sons who are similar to himself was defeated in front of him, and he is no better?

At the same time, two other people were shocked.

They swallowed their saliva, and found that Zhang Mu didn't have much arc to move at all, unlike when his companion struck, the leaking power shattered the floor.

The control of power is precise.

At the same time, his strength was terrifying, almost crushing his companions.

Fearful, they looked at each other and spoke in unison.

"Let's go see him."

The two jumped out of the broken hole and slowly fell under the somewhat frightened gazes of many people.

The companion was lying on the ground, his chest was sunken, his chopsticks were half-inserted, there was a bloody hole in his right hand, and he was still screaming miserably.

It looks miserable.

They still didn't want to believe that they would lose so badly.

The other party only used one chopstick.

"Didn't you go all out?"

They didn't ask about the injury, they first asked about the doubts in their hearts.

"Yes, I only used most of my strength." The monkey-faced young man bared his teeth and grinned, "Help me up, it hurts." ”

"Most of the strength is ...... like this"

The two showed jealousy, understanding that even if they went all out, they were not necessarily opponents.

Zhang Mu has arrogant capital.

They admit it in their hearts, but they don't admit defeat.

I think I can catch up.

It's a self-confidence that's been cultivated over the years.

The wounds of his companions were treated, and they did not go back, lest they lose face.

Han Zheng said a few sorry words to Zhang Mu before leaving with heaviness.

King Kong is not bad is too perverted, and at close range, the same level is not an opponent at all.

He was going to go back and look at it again, why did Zhang Mu practice this extremely difficult exercise?

It's kind of unfair.

The mood of eating was still ruined, Zhang Mu was a little unhappy, ate for a while, and continued to hang out.

Now that he has a good cultivation, he found that there are many martial artists in the imperial city, and the number is more than that of Tianxingmen, but the level is a little worse.

Just like the four people just now, compared to the geniuses in the door, they are still much weaker.

At least at the same age, the strength in Tianxingmen is stronger, for example, he is not as powerful as his own senior brothers and sisters.

Zhang Mu lost interest here, since the Heavenly Academy was not as good as Tianxingmen, it was not worth staying much.

After visiting the master and solving the master's problem, he took the Luolun family back to the sect.

Three days later.

The Luo Lun family was also a little tired from playing, and they just had a few days off.

Zhang Mu came to the northern edge of the city, a station in Tianxingmen.

Hu Jiaotou retreated here, with the help of the protection of Tianxingmen, to avoid the calculation of the eldest lady.

Because his status is not too high and he is injured, he can only work as a doorman.

Zhang Mu found him as soon as he came, with some pale hair, covering his chest and coughing from time to time, which made him feel uncomfortable.

Old.

I haven't seen him for eight years, and the once strong and strong Hu Jiaotou seems to be waning day by day.

Hu Jiaotou, who was coughing, was stunned for a moment when he saw the young man coming over, and then smiled.

"You're here, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Wang Chen felt a little guilty, "Master, I didn't pay attention to your news, so it took a few more years to come back, please forgive me." ”

He knelt on the ground and kowtowed.

A teacher for one day, a father for life.

He didn't have a father, so Sect Leader Hu was also a master and a father.

This is the person who changed his fate in the first half of his life, without this master, there would be no current him.

"Hurry up, you know your situation as a teacher, and you think that one day I can become your master at the same time as the master of the sect."

Hu Jiaotou was very emotional, Zhang Mu was the proudest disciple in his life.

"I'll heal you." Zhang Mu pressed Hu's palm, and the true qi was injected into his body.

The injury was very serious, the blood congestion blocked many meridians, the flow of qi and blood was blocked, and even some of the meridians were broken.

These made Hu Jiaotou's strength not one in ten, and his injuries continued to accumulate, getting older day by day.

Only deliberately can such a serious injury be left behind.

Zhang Mu's eyes showed a cold light, "I'll clean up that bastard sooner or later!" ”

You don't have to think about it too much, you know that Ye Qingtian vented his anger on the head of the Hu sect who had a relationship with him because of him, otherwise how could he receive such attention if he had a little discussion.

"I believe in you, but try not to kill him, whether it is my relationship with the Martial King's Mansion or your blood connection, it is not suitable to be too ruthless." Hu Jiaotou reminded that he didn't want to have a bad reputation.

"Okay, I'll just abolish his martial arts." Zhang Mu inherited the master's face.

He asked Sect Leader Hu to sit down, and a large amount of true qi poured in, repairing his meridians.

(End of chapter)