Zhang Huaiyi subconsciously lowered his head and saw that he was holding a little boy with a nosebleed in his hand with a tissue rolled into a small stick.

The boy was six or seven years old, with a slightly round face, crisp short hair, he was wearing wide shorts, an orange shirt, and a pair of bright eyes blinking frequently, and he looked a little sullen.

Zhang Huaiyi looked at his right hand, it turned out that he was carrying his grandson's schoolbag, heavy, and now the child's homework is really a lot......

"Grandpa, you came to pick me up from school suddenly, do we have to move again?" Zhang Huaiyi seemed to have a lot of words in his chest, he led his grandson forward in a daze, the corners of his mouth and beard trembled, and then gave his grandson an affirmative answer.

"Well, I've been in this place for a long time, and I haven't been resting lately." When Zhang Huaiyi said this, he suddenly felt as if he was looking at this picture from an outsider's point of view, and he couldn't bear to say some things, but he still said it like a marionette, unlike before, he never felt that he owed his children and grandchildren so much.

The guilt and sadness made Zhang Huaiyi's eyes look at Zhang Chulan a lot sad. Zhang Chulan threw away the tissue to stop the nosebleed, and said with a gloomy look: "The teachers and classmates here are still good, better than last time." Zhang Huaiyi's voice carried a hint of pampering, he stroked the top of Zhang Huaiyi's head, and said softly: "You kid, don't you know when you are a grandfather?" Are there any classmates at school who are bullying you? Look at you, I don't know why I'm still hanging up the lottery to protect myself. Zhang Chulan grinned, the smile was full of sincerity, in addition to the innocence of children, there was also a kind of relaxation similar to that of adults after coping with something.

"It's all a bunch of children, if I don't exaggerate and make my face full of blood, where can they be satisfied...... But it's a pity, as long as I don't tell the teacher when I go to school tomorrow, they won't be staring at me, maybe we can still be friends...... In fact, it's the same everywhere, there are good and bad, and most of them are quite easy to deal with. ”

"Alas, child, thank you for your hard work, it's grandpa. But it's coming soon, Chu Lan, you still have to work hard to adapt, I believe, it's good when you grow up. Zhang Huaiyi squinted his eyes and smiled kindly.

Tang Muzhi didn't know when there was an extra hand thorn on his hand, and the hand thorn turned into a black shadow in an instant, breaking through the golden light of the yang thunder and the body protection under the attachment of Yin Yang Qi, and instantly pierced Zhang Huaiyi's chest from the back of the spine!

"Poof-" Zhang Huaiyi's eyes were confused, he stood on tiptoe and staggered, the corners of his closed mouth couldn't help but spew out a cloud of blood mist after all, the blood mist instantly stained his gray beard, he looked down, and the shirt on his chest was already half red.

Tang Muyi instantly retreated when he hit his hand, watched Zhang Huaiyi staggered forward a few steps, and then half-knelt down to hold on to a broken tree trunk.

At this point, the battle between Tang Muzhi and Zhang Huaiyi can be said to be won or lost. Yang Lie appeared from the forest and walked in front of Zhang Huaiyi step by step.

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"Zhang Huaiyi, do you want to be old now?"

"Ahem...... It's not good to be old, but this time it really doesn't have much to do with age, I couldn't beat him twenty years ago, and I guess it won't be even worse after I practice for twenty years. Zhang Huaiyi smiled with blood on the corner of his mouth, he was half-squatting, leaning on the top of the top to let himself sit down against the trunk of the tree behind him, this time he didn't see the dazzling golden light guard, and his clean clothes suddenly became muddy.

"Ahem! It's a pity that I didn't kill you, Yang Lie...... Hey. Zhang Huaiyi coughed, and stared at Yang Lie's eyes with anger in his laughter to speak.

"Hmm...... If I had come alone this time, I would have been like these people. Yang Lie turned around and swept around the ruined battlefield, the corpses of the seventeen famous masters had been washed away by the rain and dried their blood, their skin was as white as a stone, and when they got closer, it seemed that there were still Yin spirits hovering and condensing faintly.

Tang Muzhi noticed this, in the interval between Yang Lie and Zhang Huaiyi's words, the five fingers together and gently waved towards the air, those yin spirits let out an unwilling silent roar, they began to drift upwards, with a sharp thunder flash in the sky, all evil instantly dissipated and ceased to exist, a fresh breeze blew in the forest, if it was a sunny day, this breeze would be extremely comfortable, but now it felt a little cold.

Zhang Huaiyi lowered his head, he stretched out his finger to Tang Muzhi,

"Boy, you haven't answered me yet, who are you?" Tang Muzhi turned his body and bowed to Zhang Huaiyi, who was paralyzed under the trunk, and did not bow his waist, but said lightly: "Tang Muzhi, a disciple of the Tang Sect, is offended." Zhang Huaiyi's eyes were solemn, and at this time, his injuries eased slightly, and he didn't cough, just squinted his eyes and said: "At the beginning of this year, you defeated that Lu Sheng in the Gao family and made a fuss, but unfortunately I didn't pay much attention, I didn't expect that in my Zhang Huaiyi's life, the last one to beat me was only a half-old child, hehe, it's a shame." Tang Muzhi wanted to open his mouth to refute it, but considering that when it came to age, he really didn't seem to have any right to speak, he hadn't yet passed his twenty-third birthday, and in the eyes of an old man who was nearly 100 years old, he was indeed a half-old child.

It was Yang Lie who spoke for him, only to hear him smile and say to Zhang Huaiyi: "He is refining Qi late, and the deacon is early." Zhang Huaiyi, I think you will be depressed until you die, Tang Muzhi has been refining Qi since he started, but eight years, and the time for really having master's guidance is even shorter, from the moment he shows his edge, this era, even the past and the future span hundreds of years, you can't find and can't cultivate such an amazing person......" Hearing this, Zhang Huaiyi's eyes widened, and then he became gloomy and depressed.

He knew that all this had nothing to do with him, if it was before, his exuberant curiosity should have gone all out to find out about this Tang Muzhi's experience, whether it was Yang Lie's nonsense, or whether it was an unprecedented genius born in the sky...... There were many other things that he knew he couldn't do.

"Indeed...... But it's a pity, a person like him should have been in charge of a faction at a young age, becoming a representative of a famous and decent family, a legend of peerless elegance, but it's a pity that he is a member of your Tang Sect, hehe, no matter how powerful you are, you are just killing yourself after all. Yang Lie, I guess you must really want to see the scene where I die under the Dan Devour, don't be delusional about it, come on, now my life is yours, you can dispose of it at will. ”

"Ahem, but I want to remind you, if you want to do it, you have to hold it tightly, I'm afraid that if you can't catch up with my life, I'll take the first step myself, hahaha!" Zhang Huaiyi suddenly raised his head and laughed at the rainstorm, his hidden edge that he had never lost in his life was completely wiped out today!

The only thing to be thankful for is that his life will also come to an end, and now he still has one regret, that is, he did not die in the dream that he just indulged in.

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