Zhang Xiaofan looked at it for a long time, and suddenly realized that he was actually broken by the demeanor of this middle-aged scribe, and only felt that when he walked in, five or six guests who were drinking tea together at the tea stall, including himself, were silently speechless, and were suppressed by this person's momentum.

Zhang Xiaofan retracted his gaze, but he was slightly amazed in his heart, and at the same time he was greatly heartbroken by the bearing of this middle-aged scribe, although he was not very handsome when he looked at this person, but this temperament from the inside was really rare.

The scribe entered the tea stall, took the tea handed by the boss, sat down casually, and began to taste the tea slowly.

The guests who were still talking and laughing around were now silent, and the atmosphere in this tea stall was a little strange for a while, but only the middle-aged scribe was calm and calm, and he didn't notice the situation around him at all, and he was alone there drinking tea and resting.

After a while, the other guests either rested enough, or drank their tea, and left one by one, and the boss came to clean up the bowls, and under the big tree, only Zhang and the scribe were left.

Zhang Hao had already discovered this person, and at the same time found that this person's cultivation was very high, according to the cultivation of Taiji Xuanqing Dao, this person's realm was probably between the fifth and sixth layers of the Shangqing Realm, and it was very close to the sixth layer of the Shangqing Realm.

Zhang Hao already knew the identity of this person, but he didn't pay attention to it, but continued to drink tea with Zhang Xiaofan and Lu Xueqi.

After a while, feeling that the rest was almost over, Zhang Xiaofan got up to go to the boss to settle the bill, but at this moment, he suddenly heard a voice behind him: "Little brother." ”

Zhang Xiaofan was stunned when he heard this, but when he heard this gentle and familiar voice, he turned his head and saw that the scribe was smiling peacefully at him, looked left and right, and said in surprise: "This gentleman, but call me?" ”

The scribe smiled and nodded, "Exactly." ”

Saying that, he stood up and walked over slowly, Zhang Xiaofan also stopped, and when he got closer, he hugged his fists and said, "Is there anything wrong with Mr.?" ”

The middle-aged scribe looked Zhang Xiaofan up and down, and said, "No, it's just that the journey is lonely, and I look at the little brother again, come over and chat a few words, the little brother doesn't mind." ”

Hearing this, Zhang Xiaofan hurriedly shook his head and said, "No, sir, please sit down." ”

As he spoke, he led the middle-aged scribe to the table of the three.

Zhang Hao didn't pay attention to this person at all, but continued to drink tea.

And Lu Xueqi is an indifferent character, so naturally she didn't pay attention to this person's arrival.

The two sat down, and the scribe looked at Zhang Xiaofan and said, "May I ask the little brother's name?" ”

Zhang Xiaofan grew up in Caomiao Village since he was a child, and later took him in for Qingyunmen, except for the same door as Dazhufeng in Qingyun Mountain over the years, he has hardly said anything to outsiders, of course, the days ago with the demon girl Baguio and Lu Xueqi under the necromantic abyss are not counted.

He spoke to this scribe at this time, and somehow in his heart, he had a little respect for this person, and said respectfully at the moment: "Don't dare, in the next Zhang Xiaofan, may I ask what is the name of Mr.?" ”

Zhang Hao naturally saw that this person used some means on Zhang Xiaofan, and immediately put down the teacup in his hand.

In an instant, Zhang Xiaofan came back to his senses and felt a little strange.

This scene naturally looked in the eyes of the middle-aged scribe, and he glanced at Zhang Hao deeply.

Zhang Hao opened his mouth at this time, and listened to him say: "I don't know that His Excellency the Sect Master of the Ghost King Sect is here, it is really rude. ”

Although Zhang Hao said rudeness in his mouth, he didn't move.

Hearing Zhang Hao's words, Zhang Xiaofan and Lu Xueqi were shocked, and immediately took out their weapons, and looked at the Ghost King Sect Master in front of them vigilantly.

When the Sect Master of the Ghost King Sect heard this, he glanced at Zhang Hao deeply, but he smiled and said, "My surname is Wan, and I am a cursive person." You just told me to go to 10,000 people, and I came here today to thank a few friends for saving my daughter, and there is no malice. ”

Hearing this, Zhang Xiaofan and Lu Xueqi did not relax, but became more vigilant.

At this time, tens of thousands of people looked at the magic weapon in Zhang Xiaofan's hand, but they sighed lightly.

This scene made Zhang Xiaofan and Lu Xueqi a little puzzled.

Immediately afterwards, I heard 10,000 people pointing at Zhang Xiaofan's burning stick and saying, "May I ask Brother Zhang, this magic weapon contains your essence and blood?" ”

Hearing this, Zhang Xiaofan was shocked, but he didn't speak, but continued to stare at the thousands of people.

Seeing Zhang Xiaofan's reaction, Wan Wan Xiang didn't care, but continued: "This magic weapon is two things combined into one, one of which was originally a holy relic of the Demon Sect. ”

Hearing this, Zhang Xiaofan's heart couldn't help sinking, and then he looked at Zhang Hao and Lu Xueqi.

Zhang Hao naturally didn't react, but when Lu Xueqi heard this, she frowned, but she didn't say anything, and continued to stare at the thousands of people.

Immediately afterward, Wan Xiang continued: "The beads on this stick are the relics of the black-hearted old man of the Demon Sect Patriarch eight hundred years ago. It's called 'Blood-Eating Beads'. ”

Hearing this, Zhang Xiaofan and Lu Xueqi were stunned for a moment, and Lu Xueqi also looked at Zhang Xiaofan in confusion.

But then, Wan Xiang also said with some doubts: "But the strange thing is that this 'bloodthirsty bead' is extremely bloodthirsty in legend, but you have the ability to restrain the evil way, I don't know if the little brother can tell the reason." ”

Zhang Hao smiled, and then said: "This can't tell Sect Master Wan, we still have something, so let's leave first." ”

After speaking, Zhang Hao put down the teacup in his hand, and immediately, an invisible energy diffused, and tens of thousands of people also felt the threat of death, and did not dare to move.

After speaking, Zhang Hao stood up, and after paying the bill for the tea stall, he left with Zhang Xiaofan and Lu Xueqi.

It wasn't until Zhang Hao walked away that tens of thousands of people breathed a sigh of relief, and at this time, the invisible killing machine had also dissipated, as if it had never existed.

After Zhang Hao and the three of them left the tea stall, they went all the way to the east.

At this time, it was noon, the sun was shining on the earth, and after the mountainous area of Kongsang Mountain, it was a fertile field, empty and rarely inhabited.

There is only one ancient road, which I don't know how many ancients and modern people have stepped on, and it stretches straight forward on this field.

The three of them did not walk with their swords, but walked on the ground, and at this time, Zhang Xiaofan and Lu Xueqi were thinking about the meaning of the thousands of people and what they had just said.

Suddenly, Zhang Xiaofan stopped, and then looked up at the sky.

It was blue, high above, and it looked so unattainable.

Zhang Xiaofan looked at it in a daze, the corners of his mouth moved slightly, his brows furrowed together, low, facing the sky, as if he was also facing someone's heart, and said softly: "What are people living in the world for?" ”