After Zhang Chenchen came out of the seal, his thinking seemed a little slow, and the flow of Qi was not as smooth as before.
He forcibly raised his voice and looked around cautiously.
In his memory, the last moment he was in a desolate valley bombarded by thunder.
I originally thought that the dust had settled and all the Japanese were wiped out.
Just when he was about to take a break, a person suddenly appeared behind him, exerting a power he had never encountered before, and immobilized him.
Then I felt like my body was being twisted and pulled wildly around me, and my body was out of control, as if it had been thrown into a drum washing machine.
Then the thinking stopped here.
What followed was that he suddenly appeared in a completely unfamiliar place, completely different from the valley where the thunder had struck before.
The terrain is slightly low, overgrown with weeds, and tall buildings stand in the distance with twinkling lights.
His thinking gradually became clearer, and Zhang Chenchen looked to the right.
A little girl was supporting a silver-haired woman with bleeding from the corner of her mouth and looking at him hatefully.
The silver-haired woman wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and stared at him warily.
There was also a rag doll in front of the two of them, standing up to guard them.
He glanced at them briefly, not detecting any threat, and then turned to the other side.
A girl with messy hair but good looks.
He was wearing what looked like an employee uniform somewhere, and was covered in grass clippings and dirt, as if he had just rolled on the ground.
There was a large swelling on the back of his head, and some small wounds could be seen on the exposed skin.
At this moment, he was holding a shovel in one hand and leaning forward, staring blankly at Zhang Chenchen.
The most special thing is her eyes, which are devoid of any emotion. You can clearly feel the signs of energy flowing in her body, but her eyes are like ordinary people.
Shenying is restrained!
"Are you Feng Baobao?" Zhang Chenchen asked.
"Do you know me?" Feng Baobao pointed at himself.
…
On Wudang Mountain, Wang Ye was dozing off.
Suddenly feeling a little palpitating in his heart, he quickly sat up and looked around.
Everything around him was as usual, nothing had changed.
However, as a top warlock, his intuition is always accurate and there is no possibility of any illusion.
Wang Ye frowned, then sat down cross-legged and entered the scene to see what happened.
After carefully considering his words, Wang also raised his own question.
"What will happen to me recently?"
Then, Wang Ye saw a huge fireball that covered the entire field of vision and seemed to be boundless.
His mind was shaken, and he was kicked out of the scene. He fell to the ground, bleeding from all his orifices, and lay on the ground breathing heavily.
He had never experienced anything like this since he came into contact with the interior.
Even without exploring the problem, he was injured due to backlash.
He was obviously asking about his own affairs, but with his indifferent mentality, he actually caused such a big reaction!
Does that mean trouble will come next?
what to do? Do you want to run away? Can you escape by running away?
Wang Ye gasped and thought hard.
After a while, he stood up, wiped the blood on his face haphazardly, and staggered to find the Grand Master.
Let's see what the Grand Master has to say.
…
On Longhu Mountain, Zhang Zhiwei was playing chess with Tian Jinzhong, and Tian Jinzhong directed the Taoist boy next to him to make moves.
Suddenly, Zhang Zhiwei frowned.
Then he closed his eyes and pinched his hands, muttering something in his mouth.
Although Tian Jinzhong didn't know why, he didn't bother his senior brother.
After a while, Zhang Zhiwei opened his eyes and muttered: "It shouldn't be."
"Brother, what's wrong?"
Zhang Zhiwei shook his head at Tian Jinzhong and said, "Something happened, but I can't find out what it is."
Zhang Zhiwei spoke like a riddle, and then called Tong to get the materials for the opening ceremony.
As the leader of the Fulu faction, Zhengyimen is also very good at opening forums.
Tian Jinzhong has never seen his senior brother setting up the altar in such a formal and solemn way.
With the strength of the senior fellow apprentice, he could just calculate everything with his fingers and feel something in his heart.
I need my senior brother to start a forum. What level will this be?
Zhang Zhiwei waved the magical weapon with a serious face, taking mysterious and mysterious steps, while chanting some formulas in his mouth.
After going on for a while, the ceremony came to an end, and Zhang Zhiwei waved the magic weapon vigorously.
Then Zhang Zhiwei's face suddenly changed, he groaned, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding.
Tian Jinzhong quickly directed the Taoist boy to push him forward and asked with concern: "Brother, what's wrong with you?"
In his memory, he had never seen his senior brother injured and vomiting blood.
What's more, as the senior brother grows older, his strength becomes more and more unfathomable.
To put it bluntly, he is already invincible in the world!
Now to be injured because of the practice of opening a forum is simply unimaginable!
What kind of existence would this be if it could hurt senior brother?
Zhang Zhiwei waved his hand to show that he was fine, and then he meditated on the spot to regulate his breathing.
At this time, his psychology was also greatly shocked!
Ever since he became a teacher, he has always been the only one to hurt others, and the only one who can hurt him is himself!
Now just trying to figure out the secret, I got a backlash!
It’s okay to suffer backlash, but nothing has happened yet!
You must know that since he inherited the Celestial Master's degree, it can be said that the alien world has no secrets for him, and he has become the secret itself.
But now he uses the most formal means, but nothing can be calculated, and he is even injured because of it!
However, the misty secret that was finally calculated was faintly tinged with blood and revealed some auspicious images.
What's this?
A bloody disaster? Or is it a good thing?
Forget it, since it can't be calculated, then just forget it and wait for the incident to come to your door.
Then Zhang Zhiwei let go of his mentality. He was not very good at calculations, but no one could be his opponent in a head-on confrontation.
Because he is Zhang Zhiwei!
…
"It's really Baby Feng."
"Yes, you know me?" Feng Baobao repeated
Zhang Chenchen looked at Feng Baobao's outfit. This should be a uniform that can be used everywhere.
It seems that I have been sealed, and a long time has passed at once!
Without answering Feng Baobao's question, Zhang Chenchen asked again: "What year and month is it now?"
"January 5, 2015," Feng Baobao replied, and then continued to ask, "Do you know me?"
"I know you well, in a way."
"Then do you know where my family is?" Feng Baobao's face was still expressionless, but his voice was a little louder.
"Although I don't know very clearly, I still have a vague idea of your family, and I've even met one of them."
Feng Baobao's life experience, as the main thread running through the whole story, has not yet been fully revealed.
However, based on the information currently available, we can probably deduce that Feng Baobao is an incomplete artificial immortal.
"Then can you tell me?"
Zhang Chenchen did not answer Feng Baobao's question directly. He looked around at the people on the field and ignored the extra who had been unconscious for a long time.
"No matter what your original intention was, as far as the result is concerned, you let me go." Zhang Chenchen said calmly.
"One wish, and I will grant you one wish."
