Hongyu let out a sigh and said, "Since you are so suspicious, why didn't you say it earlier! But the last time I was in Cold Moon Valley, I didn't think he was a woman. ”

Dugu Yan smiled and said: "He can never be a woman, if he is really a woman, then why did Duan Wenheng leave Seventy-two Islands?

"I was noisy by you, and I forgot to say a few things" Fu Yingmei looked at Dugu Yan and Hongyu with a complaining face, and then said: "When Duan Jiao first came to the Central Plains, she was not young, and she remembered some things. It's just that at that time, she didn't know how to hide it, and confided in me all day long. She said that when she was young, there was no man named Zhang Jingsheng on the island, only a woman named Zhang Maungxian......

Listening to Fu Yingmei, Duan Wenheng seemed to feel that he owed that woman a lot, no matter what kind of instructions she gave him and how difficult it was, he would complete them together.

Once the most powerful tripartite force on the Seventy-two Islands, the disciples of the Fusang Sect were not inferior to the other two in any way, and in some respects, they were even stronger than the rest of the Zhang clan.

Park Fushun and Beihaizi's Yuanhua Sect was even more rampant, Park Fushun was in charge of the internal affairs of the church, and Beihaizi was obsessed with martial arts, constantly developing and creating all kinds of evil arts.

The two groups have their own strengths, and in order to become the true masters of the Seventy-Two Islands, the Zhang family must build up their most powerful army and then destroy their opponents.

Once, in order to assassinate a high-ranking disciple of Fusangmen, he pretended to be a disciple of Fusangmen, and was unfortunately recognized by the head of Fusang.

In order not to make Fusangmen feel that it was the Zhang family's forces, he was seriously injured and did not flee back to his gathering point, but fled to the Yuanhua Sect.

In order to win people's hearts, Pu Fushun, the chief helmsman of the Yuanhua Sect, pretended to bandage his wounds, but secretly planted poison in his body, and as soon as he returned to Zhang Maungxian's door, he fainted in pain.

However, after the fact, the Yuanhuajiao did not get good fruits to eat, and was turned upside down by the Fusangmen pursuers who rushed to it, but fortunately, Beihaizi made a timely move and repelled more than 70 masters of the Fusangmen, and shocked the crowd to ensure that the Yuanhuajiao was not eliminated.

Although things seemed to be fine on the surface, the Liangzi that was formed on this laid the groundwork for the later unification of the Zhang family on the Seventy-two Islands.

In the next six years, Duan Wenheng was still conscientious and dedicated to the Zhang family, until one day, the appearance of a person completely changed Duan Wenheng's attitude - he was Zhang Jingsheng.

According to the young Duan Jiao's recollections, that day, they all said that there was a newcomer in the organization, but the young Duan Jiao did not see the newcomer, but Zhang Maungxian opened his beard, and his graceful demeanor in the past decreased sharply, becoming not like a man or a woman.

At that time, Wen Heng was still working hard for them, and he was working even harder.

In the middle of the night, he changed into a night suit, carried a sword, infiltrated the Yuanhua Sect alone, stabbed to death more than a dozen guards, and broke into the internal attachment of the Yuanhua Sect, stabbing to death the chief helmsman of the Yuanhua Sect, Pu Fushun.

In that battle, he fought a thrilling battle, which not only shocked the two major sects, but also left a deep impression on the killers of the seventy-two islands, which is also the reason why the killers of the seventy-two islands were terrified when they saw Duan Wenheng.

With one person and one sword, without any help, he killed the Yuanhua Sect, stabbing to death no less than 100 masters in the Yuanhua Sect one after another, and there were countless nobodies.

No one will remember how embarrassed he was at the time, stumbling all the way, and finally reaching the front of the house, but no one dared to open the door for him.

He was covered in blood, bright red human blood, piled with bloody footprints along the way, and died...... Corpse...... Slaughter.

Carrying seventeen carved arrows on his back, he looked like a hedgehog from afar.

Looking closely, he is not a person, or rather, not a complete person, but a machine put together by a bunch of human flesh parts, and now, the machine is about to fall apart, and he does not have a piece of good meat on him,—— he is now in urgent need of repairs, and he assembles the pieces of meat that have been chopped off and the meat that is about to fall, and then sew them up.

The door of the house is not as good as the Red Breeze Medical Pavilion, and no one saves him.

This operation was not an order given by Zhang Maungxian for him, she was in retreat before Zhang Jingsheng came to the organization, and she has not been out of the customs until today, no one knows what kind of kung fu she is practicing, and no one knows whether she is dead or alive.

It's just that there is a person whose status is second only to her in the organization, and a man named Zhang Jingsheng has been brought to take her place.

And this person whose status is second only to her is Duan Wenheng.

What she practiced, whether she was dead or alive, only Duan Wenheng knew, and this man who looked very much like Zhang Xiangxian was questioned by many people...... But he never spoke.

The action was arranged by Duan Wenheng himself, and no one was asked to answer it, and this incident happened not long after Zhang Jingsheng appeared.

Young Duan Jiao cried, looking out at her father through the crack in the door, she wanted to open the door to help her father, but a pair of strong hands tightly blocked her mouth, preventing her from screaming, let alone opening the door.

A dozen pairs of angry eyes stared at her, denying her decision.

She had no choice but to watch. Through the narrow crack in the door, a lonely and vicissitudes of life voice lowered and said, "This is a debt owed by my father, and I will not ask others to pay it for me." ”

Immediately afterward, thousands of pursuers came from all directions.

Is this dilapidated machine still running, can it continue to kill? It's an unknown in everyone's minds.

"What? He's an old member of the Zhang family?"

"How is this possible? After so many years, does the Zhang family still expect to turn around?"

"Joke, how can the Zhang family have such a person who can fight! He must be from Fusangmen, and he wants to blame the Zhang family, so that the two of us can make a fire and they will benefit. ”

"Not bad!"

"Yes!"

"It must be so!"

...... This is what the Yuanhua Sect finally discussed.

Indeed, such a powerful warrior was sent out, who would think that he would not want him to come back alive?

There was no help along the way, this is nothing, maybe it was not arranged in advance, but they all arrived at home, and when they arrived at Zhang's territory, no one came out to help, which can only show that he fled in the wrong direction, and Zhang's did not need to give others a head.

And this matter is changed to Fusangmen, which is just normal, because most of them are a group of dead soldiers, and before they carry out their tasks, they often make up their minds that they must die. Take a hundred plating to read the latest chapter of "Cold Jianghu Claw Book House" for free for the first time.