Chapter 135

Everyone in the world is called Mr. Jin Jian, and Mr. Jin Jian is actually no longer Mr. Jinjian, this is just his nickname seventy years ago. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 Info Anyone who knows his real name and origin has all died in the battle at the Storm Pavilion. Mr. Jin Jian was also the only person who besieged Marshal Yue Fei in the battle of the Storm Pavilion and did not die.

It is rumored that Marshal Yue's martial arts can no longer be measured by mortal thinking, and he is even known as the first person in ancient times. Therefore, Mr. Jin Jian's ability to retreat under Marshal Yue Fei's gun is enough to prove that his martial arts are superb.

At Mr. Jin Jian's age, he can be Nie Ban's grandfather. And now that Mr. Jin Jian is chasing after Nie Ban, he doesn't need to ask to know that Nie Ban must have done something particularly serious to Jin Guo.

Recalling that Nie Ban had just taken a move from Mr. Jin Jian with his back to him, Zhang Zhan felt that that moment was like yesterday, as if the demon monk was serving the demon with his back to face Zhang Zhan and Wanyan when he was injured.

Looking at the direction in which the two left, Gong Zhaoyu said happily: "If there is this Nie Ban helper, we can completely kill Nangong Zhan!"

Zhang Yan snorted and said, "Then let's go and take him from Mr. Jin Jian?"

Gong Zhaoyu just said it in passing, how could the strength of the two of them stop Mr. Jin Jian in the slightest. And a person like Mr. Jin Jian can be said to be ignorant of the world, no one dares to provoke, and he can't wait to make a move. But since he made a move, it wasn't something that could be done simply. Unless Nie Ban can kill him or his time limit has expired, Nie Ban will not want to get rid of him in this life.

To sum up, even if Nie Ban and Zhang Zhan were fatal friends, it would be impossible for him to take out to help Zhang Zhan before he got rid of Mr. Jin Jian.

However, Zhang Zhan was still very happy to see Nie Ban here, although he and Nie Ban didn't meet each other at all just now, but he believed that Nie Ban definitely knew about his existence. So at this moment, Zhang Chuan was naturally begging God to take Mr. Jin Jian away quickly, so that he could have a strong master to rely on. When the time comes, Gong Zhaoyu will bully himself again, hum.

Thinking of this, Gong Zhaoyu said happily: "Even if Zhaoyu doesn't use the mind contemplation technique, he knows what Brother Zhang is thinking!"

Zhang grimaced, and hurriedly smiled: "Miss Gong naturally knows that Zhang is praising your beauty in her heart!"

Gong Zhaoyu turned his face sideways, and the bridge of his nose was even more straight: "Just one sentence can express the beauty of this girl?"

Zhang Yan hurriedly covered his eyes: "Ah! my eyes are so beautiful!"

Then he put down his hand and said, "That's it......"

The front of him was empty, Zhang Zhan looked left and right, and Gong Zhaoyu had disappeared. Shaking his head, Zhang Zhan didn't know what kind of emotions he was, because he felt that aside from his fear of Gong Zhaoyu, the time with her was very interesting and worth remembering.

One rolled over and fell to the roof, Zhang Yan suddenly felt that there was something in his chest, and he felt it, it was the jade bottle containing the blood of the true dragon. Then he hurriedly put it up and looked around.

The so-called puff is not guilty, but he is guilty.

Although I don't know what the magic of the true dragon's blood is, there are definitely not a few people who want to take this kind of treasure for themselves. Being snatched away is still a trivial matter, and it is a big deal to lose his life after being snatched away, so Zhang Zhan is naturally cautious.

Touching the jade bottle through his chest, apart from the coldness of the jade bottle, Zhang Yan didn't feel anything else. This true dragon's blood was snatched by Gong Zhaoyu from the lone wolf Zhao Changfeng, and I don't know if Zhao Changfeng knows the usefulness of this thing.

Then as soon as Zhang Remnant looked up, he saw Zhao Changfeng standing on the street with his head held high, looking at Zhang Remnant indifferently.

Zhang Yan almost screamed: "Ghost!"

This is also too evil, others say that Cao Cao Cao arrived, and when he came to his own place, he could actually summon people out even if he wanted to! Does this Cao Cao look down on himself? Does he still want his tomb!

When his thoughts were flying, Zhang Yan had already pulled out his thick-backed knife and was on guard. But no matter what, he couldn't concentrate on it, and his eyes couldn't stop looking at Zhao Changfeng's hands. His pair of gloves didn't know what kind of heaven and earth treasures they were made of, and they could ignore the invincible sharpness of the thick-backed knife.

Zhao Changfeng didn't mean to do anything, and smiled indifferently: "Please Brother Zhang raise your noble hand and put away the treasure knife and spare the life of the younger brother." ā€

Zhang Remnant knew that he was definitely not Zhao Changfeng's opponent, and Zhao Changfeng's words of weakness were clearly for Zhang Remnant to step down. If Zhang Zhan still doesn't know each other, it's really a long life. Therefore, Zhang Yan said from the bottom of his heart: "Brother Zhao is laughing, how can Zhang be your opponent!"

It is rare for Zhang Remnant to be so humble, and if it weren't for Zhao Changfeng, he wouldn't have thought of Zhang Remnant like this. In short, no matter what you say, at least because of this sentence, Zhang Yan has a good impression of Zhao Changfeng.

After putting away the knife, Zhang Yan said, "What advice does Brother Zhao have?"

Zhao Changfeng is so polite, there must be something troublesome Zhang Zhan. He was also free and easy, and said straight to the point without embarrassment: "I just came out of Brother Zhang's hut under Xia. ā€

Zhang Yan was stunned for a moment, and Zhao Changfeng explained: "I have done something to the blood of the true dragon, so I can trace the traces of Gong Zhaoyu all the way to this point." But just now, he suddenly cut off the induction with the blood of the true dragon, so he had to block Brother Zhang here, and he wanted to ask Brother Zhang about Gong Zhaoyu's whereabouts. ā€

Zhang Zhan knew that Zhao Changfeng already knew everything, but he was still surprised: "I haven't seen Gong Zhaoyu!"

Zhao Changfeng smiled and said: "Brother Zhang is taking revenge! Okay! You and I met for the first time, but we provoked Brother Zhang because Ling Ran and Zai Xia were good friends. ā€

"What a good friend?" Zhang Yan blurted out, and then seemed to feel rude, and smiled.

Zhao Changfeng didn't care, and smiled: "Ordinary good friends, not physical partners. Then continued: "Zhao has already shot at Brother Zhang once, and it is not in vain that he and Ling Ran have met each other. The acquaintance has been repaid, and he killed Brother Zhang without dying, so naturally there is no need to continue to target Brother Zhang. ā€

After hearing this, Zhang Yan no longer concealed it, and said honestly: "Gong Zhaoyu and I were indeed here just now, but in the blink of an eye, she was gone." ā€

Zhao Changfeng frowned slightly, and after thinking for a while, he arched his hand towards Zhang Yanyi: "Brother Zhang, goodbye!"

After Zhang Yan and Zhao Changfeng said goodbye, cold sweat flowed like rain. The so-called heaven and earth treasures are rejuvenated by virtuous people, and Zhang Chuan naturally will not give up the blood of the true dragon.

Turning left and right back to the house, thinking that Gong Zhaoyu and Zhao Changfeng had come to their house before and after, Zhang Zhan didn't know whether he was a thief or didn't want to be allowed to come and go freely, anyway, he involuntarily stuck a hair on the crack of the door. It didn't work at all, but at least you could know if anyone had been in this room while she was away.

After everything was fine, Zhang Yan clapped his hands and said to himself with satisfaction: "I see who else can touch my tight dripping boudoir!"

As soon as he turned his head, Park Baoying, dressed in white, was sitting on the thatch, blinking at Zhang Yan with big black and white eyes.

"Mom!"

Zhang Yan really couldn't help but cry out.

Park Baoying patted the thatched pile and motioned for Zhang Jian to sit down: "It's okay for the prime minister to call Baoying Niang, it's too polite to call Mom." ā€