"But as for Zheng Yongcheng of the modern Zheng family..."

Speaking of this, Hanfu old man's eyes can not help but burst out bursts of cold, said.

"His modern Zheng family has been sitting in Seoul for a long time. It's time to abdicate."

Coincidentally, the conversation between Hanfu old man and his granddaughter is spreading in every corner of Incheon International Airport, which makes the situation in Seoul more complicated.

However, compared with ordinary horizontal practitioners, these practitioners are more sensitive to the fluctuation of spiritual power.

After all, anyone who has achieved something in the practice of truth will be involved in the theory of Yang God and Yin God, and thus directly or indirectly practice the so-called spiritual power.

However, although Zhang Xiaofan's spiritual power and them are of the same origin, they are essentially similar, but more different.

Let's not say anything else. Zhang Xiaofan's mental power, from a certain point of view, has been separated from the superficial concept of mental power, and has reached the point of "divine consciousness".

God knows the vast sky and is superior to others. The gap in this realm can not be made up by means of postnatal means in any case.

As a result, these strong practitioners in Seoul will only have doubts because of the fluctuation of this spiritual power, but they can only do so, because they can't catch any trace of this spiritual power at all.

“....”

After coming to Seoul, Zhang Xiaofan went directly to a loft in Beicun, Jiangbei District, where he knew Shao Wenhua had settled down in Seoul.

At present, after finding Shao Wenhua, Zhang Xiaofan has to make full use of the old headquarters of the Jiulong Gang as soon as possible.

"Stop, who are you? Get out of my way, this is not the place you can come to! "

However, just as Zhang Xiaofan got to the entrance of the attic, his apprenticeship was stopped by the emotion of human mountain. The man yelled at Zhang Xiaofan and Heitong in Korean.

Hearing this, Zhang Xiaofan was stunned for a few seconds. Are Shao Wenhua's subordinates so arrogant and overbearing? I've never been so crazy in China before. Can't it be that after I came to Silla, I let myself go?!

However, now Zhang Xiaofan doesn't have any extra thought to talk nonsense with the minions in front of him. He comes straight to the point.

"Where is your boss Shao Wenhua? Take me to see him!"

Zhang Xiaofan's sudden words made him feel stunned. He just frowned and said in a domineering tone.

"Ah Xi, what kind of bird are you? You want to meet our boss? Smecta

After hearing this, Zhang Xiaofan felt speechless in his heart. He was very speechless about it. He was speechless about it. He was speechless about the Korean language of Smecta.

Now, looking at this horseman, he has no eyesight and is still talking in front of him, which makes Zhang Xiaofan impatient. He turns slightly.

At this time, Heitong also made a direct lunge, raised his foot and kicked the horse's small abdomen, then hit the horse's back with a sharp elbow, making him stagger and kneel on the ground.

Then, a cold Nepal Army knife was pressed tightly on the horse's throat. Black Tong, with a tone of command, said coldly.

"Do you know whose territory this is? Dare to be so crazy, do you know that you are looking for your own death by doing so! "

Although the black pupil with the blade tightly against his throat, let the horse in the heart a little afraid, but it is still a fierce threat, way.