"How do you know this name!"
"Hmph... I know that name too!" Feng Xingtong said proudly.
Wang Ye thought to himself that although not many people knew about Fenghou Qimen's Eight Special Skills, there were still some.
This seems reasonable... what a ghost!
Knowing that Feng Hou Qi Men ≠ knowing that you can Feng Hou Qi Men.
Wang Ye asked directly: "How do you know I know Fenghou Qimen?"
"I have a special source of intelligence." Zhang Chenchen said calmly.
"What the hell is this?" Wang Ye was shocked.
What are special intelligence sources?
Did he ask in the interior scene?
But this is impossible, the problems related to the interior scenes and the eight special skills are all big fireballs that no one can solve!
Is this Zhang Chenchen so awesome? It can solve this kind of fireball that all warlocks cannot solve.
Impossible, absolutely impossible!
But how does this explain that he knew that he had mastered Fenghou Qimen.
Only a few Grand Masters on my side know about it, not even the other disciples.
Moreover, after he mastered Fenghou Qimen, he never used it at all, and it was impossible for outsiders to see it.
Where did he get the news?
Could this person be the big fireball in the interior scene?
Wang Ye frowned and looked at the two people in front of him.
One of these two people is from the Feng family and the other is from the Tianshi Mansion. Even if they are related, they cannot be bad people.
Thinking of this, Wang also took a few steps back, took a deep breath, and then said: "You two, please wait for me."
Then I saw him closing his eyes.
Zhang Chenchen felt some changes in the surrounding environment, but before he could feel it carefully, it returned to its original state.
Then, he saw Wang Ye vomiting blood, opening his eyes, and breathing heavily.
"Fuck! Wang Ye, what's wrong with you?" Feng Xingtong was startled by Wang Ye.
Wang Ye wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and did not answer directly. He murmured: "I didn't expect that after hiding for a long time, I couldn't escape in the end. It's really hard to change fate."
He just entered the interior scene instantly, did a simple calculation, and found the familiar fireball.
Although the conclusion drawn in the interior scene does not mean that Zhang Chenchen is the big fireball itself, he is definitely a related person.
Then he quickly flashed out of the interior scene with ease.
This was his experience from exploring the interior several times before. Fast in and out, just vomit some blood.
"What are you talking about?" Feng Xingtong looked confused.
Wang Ye shook his head without explaining more, and then looked at Zhang Chenchen.
Since Zhang Chenchen knows so much about the warlock's methods, the best way to get to know another warlock is to have a try with him in the Qimen Bureau.
He said politely: "Fellow Taoist, would you mind giving me some pointers on the sorcerer's techniques?"
"I don't know much about the warlock's techniques." Zhang Chenchen said calmly.
"Not much? That's enough." Wang Ye smiled.
He felt that Zhang Chenchen was being self-effacing. After all, he could tell the good or bad fortune of his position at a glance. This was a detail that ordinary warlocks might not notice.
Then he took a few steps and froze under Feng Xingtong's confused gaze.
Then Feng Xingtong felt some changes in the atmosphere around him, and his body shivered, feeling uncomfortable all over.
"Xingtong, stay away." Zhang Chenchen looked at Wang Ye with a calm tone.
When Feng Xingtong heard this, he immediately ran away without saying a word.
Then he felt the discomfort in his body return, as if it was an illusion.
Wang Ye watched Zhang Chenchen call Feng Xingtong away, and then stood there without moving. He couldn't help but said: "Fellow Taoist, you are standing at the door of death."
"Um."
What's the reaction? The king was also confused.
I thought Zhang Chenchen didn't notice it for a while and kindly reminded him, but he got a "hmm".
Even if you are not a warlock, you will feel bad knowing that you are standing on the door of death.
You, a person who knows a lot about warlock methods, know that you are standing on the door of death, so you just say "huh"?
And don’t you feel uncomfortable after standing for so long?
Wang Ye looked at Zhang Chenchen who was still looking around calmly, with only a faint golden light visible in his eyes.
He couldn't help but say: "Fellow Taoist, standing at death's door for so long is not good for your health."
"fine."
What's the reaction? Wang Ye was confused again.
The best way to understand the Warlock is to watch the opponent's calculations and movements in the Qimen game, so that you can figure out the opponent's thoughts.
After all, many of Warlock's methods are calculations in the Qimen Bureau.
But in this early morning photo, he stood motionless at the door of death from beginning to end. How can one guess his thoughts?
Normal warlocks try their best to obtain that advantageous secret.
This early morning was a good one, standing directly at the door of death and forcing myself into a desperate situation.
Which warlock plays the Qimen game like this?
Co-author Zhang Chenchen just called Feng Xingtong away, could it be that he wanted to have the door of death to himself?
Wang Ye spoke again: "Fellow Taoist, do you know the Butch Gate?"
"Won't."
"Really?" Wang didn't give up.
"Um."
"All right……"
Although he said this, Wang Ye still felt confused in his heart.
He had previously determined in his heart that this Zhang Chenchen must be a warlock. Regardless of how strong he was, someone who could integrate a warlock's thoughts into his daily life was definitely not a newcomer.
Unexpectedly, he didn’t even understand the basic Qimen rules!
Now I have been standing at the door of death. I feel like I don’t know any common sense about warlocks. How can I compete with warlocks?
And brother, you are standing at the door of death now, can you give me some reaction?
Can't you tell the good and the bad? Can't you see that you have always been in a position of great evil?
The scene continued for a while.
Wang Ye covered his face and was speechless, but he still asked: "Brother, don't you feel uncomfortable standing at death's door?"
Why do I feel like Zhang Chenchen is addicted to standing at the dead gate?
"It's okay." Zhang Chenchen did feel that his body was affected.
But if it weren't for his extremely high level of control over his body, he really wouldn't have noticed that he was weakened a little.
"I'd better withdraw from the Qimen Bureau."
Wang Ye shook his head. He now felt that Zhang Chenchen just heard the name of Fenghou Qimen and came to join in the fun. The good and bad positioning in front of him was just a coincidence.
But you don’t know anything, and you can’t understand even if you want to join in the fun!
If you stay at Death's Gate again, although the time is not long for a foreigner, and the impact on the body may not be that great, it is certain that you will not be able to sleep at night.
Zhang Chenchen carefully felt the changes in the natural power between heaven and earth after the Qimen Bureau was closed down.
[You observe the changes in the power of heaven and earth and understand the Qimen magic circle. 】
"I do now."
Zhang Qingchen didn't see any movement, and Wang Ye felt that the Qimen Bureau that had just dispersed around him was standing up again.
"You also said you don't know how to use Butch!"
