Time passed little by little, Zhang Zhongjun had already fallen to the ground unconscious, and the masked woman was cultivating by his side, as if she wanted to digest the blood that had just been absorbed from Zhang Zhongjun's body.

In this way, a stick of incense has passed, and Zhang Zhongjun's breath has become extremely weak, and he is already in a state of near death.

It was also at this time that the masked woman suddenly stood up and shouted, "How can this be? Why can this kind of power only temporarily help me suppress the cold in my body? I have already sucked that kid dry just now, but the result is still like this, why?"

The masked woman's voice was a little angry and a little disappointed, and the whole person was stunned in place for half a sound, and then she secretly exclaimed: "It's not good, this kid is about to be sucked dry by me, and I can't let him die now!"

As soon as the words fell, the masked woman grabbed Zhang Zhongjun, and with a wave of her jade hand, a force was injected into Zhang Zhongjun's body, only to see that the wound on Zhang Zhongjun's wrist actually began to heal.

"I didn't think of this just now, I almost let this kid die!" After healing Zhang Zhongjun's wound, the masked woman's jade finger flicked, and another yuan force sank into Zhang Zhongjun's eyebrows, and then Zhang Zhongjun's breathing began to recover, and the blood in his body gradually grew out, saving his life.

I don't know how long it has been, Zhang Zhongjun only felt that his body had become relaxed, although his eyelids were still a little heavy, but his sanity began to recover, and it was not until finally that he slowly opened his eyes.

Now he is still in his room, the wound on his wrist has long healed, and his body has regained some strength, if it weren't for some terrible blood stains on the ground and the masked woman sitting next to him, Zhang Zhongjun really thought that everything before was a dream.

"You saved me?" After Zhang Zhongjun regained his senses, he immediately asked the masked woman about the past, since everything before was not a dream, then it stands to reason that he should be dead, but now not only is he not dead, but there is also a special power in his body, this power is helping him recover quickly, and its speed is even more powerful than Qiu Gusoul's elixir.

And if he can have the current situation, there is only one explanation, that is, he was saved by the masked woman.

At this moment, the room was extremely quiet, Zhang Zhongjun's eyes fell on the masked woman, staring at the masked woman deadly, but the masked woman did not speak, and the scene became a little cold and quiet.

This went on for a full while, and then the masked woman was heard, "What's your name?"

"Zhang Zhongjun, what's your name?" Zhang Zhongjun didn't know why the other party wanted to rescue him, but he didn't hide his name.

"My name is Zimo!" The masked woman actually replied to Zhang Zhongjun and told Zhang Zhongjun her name in front of her.

Zhang Zhongjun was also a little surprised by this, but Zhang Zhongjun had never heard of the name Zimo, whether it was before the change of heaven or now six years later, Zhang Zhongjun had never heard of this name.

But Zhang Zhongjun didn't care about this, this woman came from afar and just took Zhang Zhongjun's wrist to suck blood, and then rescued him back, which is enough to prove that she probably didn't come here to seek revenge, but for some other purpose.

Knowing these truths, Zhang Zhongjun also asked directly and clearly: "Say, what do you want to get from me by rescuing me now, or what do you want to take from me?"

Although he had just experienced a death, Zhang Zhongjun still didn't have any fear, because in the face of such a strong man, fear was useless, if the other party wanted to kill him, it was just a blink of an eye, since he couldn't dodge, then face it directly, this is Zhang Zhongjun's character, so he knew that the masked woman in front of him who claimed to be Zimo was very strong, but he didn't have any fear.

But Zimo did not respond to Zhang Zhongjun's question, but objected to Zhang Zhongjun and asked, "You only have the cultivation of the Heavenly King Eightfold now, right?

Suddenly hearing such a question, Zhang Zhongjun couldn't help but be stunned, but he also responded seriously: "This itself is a world where martial arts are respected, in this world, only strong strength can survive, and becoming stronger is the idea of all cultivators, and I am naturally not excluded!"

"Okay, since that's the case, then you can follow me from today onwards, I have a way to make you stronger in a short period of time, an extremely weak state like Xuanzhou is not suitable for you, I will take you to other states, that is where you should go to practice." Zimo's words were extremely simple, and it seemed that he didn't mean to discuss with Zhang Zhongjun, that is, he was ordering Zhang Zhongjun.

Hearing this, Zhang Zhongjun really didn't understand what the masked woman in front of him meant, but he knew very well what he wanted, so he also responded very simply: "Although I don't know what you want to do, I have my own choices and ideas, if you want me to follow you, I won't agree." ”

"Don't you agree? Don't you want to become stronger? I can help you, this will be a great opportunity for you, you don't agree?" The masked woman was obviously a little unhappy after listening to Zhang Zhongjun's words, and at this moment, her tone became aggravated, and a cold air gushed out from the masked woman's body, attacking Zhang Zhongjun like a magic grasp.

But Zhang Zhongjun was still not afraid of danger, and said very calmly: "I want to become stronger, and I don't reject the help of others, but I said, I have my own plan, if you want me to follow you, it is absolutely impossible, if you really want to stay by my side, then follow me!"

"What are you talking about? you let me follow you?" the masked woman became angry, shouted angrily, and the next moment she released a powerful attack towards Zhang Zhongjun, although this attack was released by the masked woman at will, but for Zhang Zhongjun, it was an absolutely deadly attack.

This kind of attack is no longer something that Zhang Zhongjun can block, but Zhang Zhongjun is not afraid, but still carries it with both hands, with a sense of letting the other party kill him.

"Damn, you little brat, are you really not afraid of death?" Just as the attack was about to fall on Zhang Zhongjun, the masked woman suddenly stopped, and the attack did not really fall on Zhang Zhongjun.

Finding this, Zhang Zhongjun also took a secret breath and said, "Sure enough, this time the bet was right, she didn't dare to kill me." ”

Since he was rescued just now, Zhang Zhongjun has found some problems, and now he is betting on his own guess, but judging from the current results, he is right.

After understanding these questions, Zhang Zhongjun couldn't help but smile, and there was no longer the slightest fear in his eyes when he looked at the masked woman again.