Chapter 382

"Elder, don't worry. I've sent someone to the lion dragon sect to inform the young master. I think the young master will come back soon."

In the room, Wei Zhuang, standing on the ground, his face was full of worry and looked at the old man lying obliquely on the bed.

He understood that the elder today was not the most powerful martial artist in Qingyun City, but an old man in danger.

If it hadn't been for that, half a month ago, qiqianyunsha suddenly appeared and drove him out of Weizhuang, the elder wouldn't have been poisoned by six palms.

"Elder, your poison. What should I do now?"

Wei Zhuang said, his eyes full of worry. Looking at the relationship between the elder Zhang Maosen, he asked, "is there no way to save you?"

"It's useless. The devil of Zhang Jia doesn't know where he comes from. He can not only disguise himself as me, but also hurt me like this."

The elder Zhang Maosen said, his face also flashed a pale color, and immediately spit out a few mouthfuls of blood.

Obviously, today's elder Zhang Maosen was seriously injured.

"Six palm ghost poison? Qianyun kill? Zhangjia demon? "

Standing outside the door, Zhang Heng's face was full of shock. After hearing the dialogue between Weizhuang and elder Zhang Maosen, he was also very angry.

He just left Qingyun city for a year, but unexpectedly, today's Zhangjia will have such earth shaking changes.

Who is qianyun kill? Why drive Weizhuang out of Zhangjiakou? Why did the children of Zhang Jia listen to a man of unknown origin?

What is six palm ghost poison? Why did the elder suffer such serious injuries?

After hearing all kinds of deeds, Zhang Heng's eyes were also full of killing opportunities.

"Squeak..."

Thinking of this, Zhang Heng did not hesitate. He slowly opened the wooden door and looked excitedly into the house.

Sure enough, the moment Zhang Heng opened the wooden door, he saw Weizhuang talking to an old man. At this time, Weizhuang was half kneeling on the ground, and his face was full of respect.

"Who?"

When Zhang Heng opened the wooden door, Wei Zhuang, who was half kneeling on the ground, also changed his face.

He shot up quickly, and a breath of martial arts came out of him.

When the breath broke out, the figure of Weizhuang suddenly flashed. He came to the wall, grabbed the saber on the wall and shot it out. Without saying a word, he killed outside the door.

The elder Zhang Maosen was in the Fengyue building. It was always a secret that no one knew. At this time, someone broke into the house without their knowledge. It must be the accomplice of the demon.

Thinking of this, Wei Zhuang also changed his face. Naturally, he was merciless.

"Weizhuang, stop."

However, when the Zhengdao Weizhuang was beheading ahead, the elder Zhang Maosen, who was lying obliquely on the bed, suddenly stopped Weizhuang.

At this time, the old elder's face was full of excitement, and his old eyes also showed old tears, staring at the boy standing outside the door.

What Zhang Maosen didn't expect was that the teenagers who missed day and night would suddenly appear in front of them.

"Young master? Is that you? "

Wei Zhuang, who was holding a sword, also stopped his figure as soon as he heard the words of the elder Zhang Maosen. When he looked carefully at the young man standing outside the door.

Suddenly, Weizhuang, who was holding a war knife, also had a shocked look on his face. His eyes stared at the boy standing outside the door, and his eyes were full of unbelievable looks.

Obviously, even Weizhuang didn't expect that the little family owner they looked forward to day and night turned up like this.

"Weizhuang, I haven't seen you for a year. Are you okay?"

Standing outside the door, Zhang Heng looked at Weizhuang and elder Zhang Maosen in front of him, with a soft bitter smile on his face.

After listening to the conversation between Grandpa Zhang Maosen and Weizhuang, he knew that Grandpa Zhang Maosen and Weizhuang had already been driven out of Zhangjia by the people of Zhangjia.

He never thought that his grandfather Zhang Maosen and Weizhuang would be down to this point.

"It's really the young master."

Wei Zhuang, who was standing on the ground, heard Zhang Heng's words, and his face was full of excitement. His eyes stared at the young figure.

Wei Zhuang is very familiar with the young man standing in front of him. Whether it's the hunting mountain he met for the first time, the blood Wolf Gang alone in the Jianghu, or personally cutting off the strong forces in Qingyun City, Wei Zhuang remembers everything deeply.

Just now, he was just worried that the elder Zhang Maosen was found by the enemy. He didn't notice that the young master of Zhang Jia was standing outside the door. Now when he saw that it was Zhang Heng, the young master of Zhang Jia, Wei Zhuang felt a click in his heart.

Clang

The soldiers in his hand fell on the ground involuntarily. Then the figure of Weizhuang flashed and quickly came to Zhang Heng. He cried with joy and said with a smile: "Zhang Heng, you've finally come back. Do you know you really want to kill me these days when you're not here."

Wei Zhuang's face was full of excitement. Staring at the boy in front of him, he suspected that he had an illusion.

"Weizhuang, I'm like you, too."

Hearing the speech, Zhang Heng also had a smile on his face and patted the latter on the shoulder. Immediately, his eyes crossed Weizhuang and walked towards the old man lying obliquely on the bed.

It's only a year since he was separated. Zhang Maosen, the elder now, is much older than before he left. Seeing Zhang Maosen's pale face, Zhang Heng only feels like a knife in his heart.

"Elder..."

As Zhang Heng walked towards the old man on the bed, tears flowed down unknowingly. Immediately, Zhang Heng came to the elder Zhang Senmao.

"Is Zhang Heng really you? You're back. "

Zhang Maosen, the elder of Zhang Jia, lying on the bed, showed an incredible look when he saw the young man in front of him.

Although the elder Zhang Maosen knew that the young man in front of him was the young genius Zhang Heng who left Qingyun city a year ago, he also showed a look of disbelief when he saw the young man standing in front of him.

"Am I dazed? Hallucinations? "

Zhang Senmao's old eyes looked at Zhang Heng and seemed to think whether his six palm ghost poison had broken out again.

Deng

After hearing Zhang Maosen's words, the young man standing in front of the bed did not hesitate. He immediately knelt down to the old man in front of him.

"Grandpa, it's me. I'm Zhang Heng."

The boy's voice choked and looked at the old man on the bed. His face was full of anger.

As if the boy saw that his closest people had been tortured by such infiltration when they were old, Zhang Heng blamed himself very much.

"It's really Zhang Heng. Zhang Heng, you're back."

Looking at the young man kneeling in front of him, Zhang Senmao, the elder of Zhang, slowly propped up his body with his old palm, then stretched out his palm, stroked the young man's face, smiled and said: "I haven't seen you for a year, even grandpa can't see how strong your strength is. I think you're already a strong man with six martial arts teachers."

Zhang Maosen sat on his bed. His eyes glanced at Zhang Heng in front of him. Immediately, he found that he could not see through the triple strength of his martial arts teacher.

That is to say, today's Zhang Heng, his strength has surpassed him. At least he is a six fold martial artist.

The martial arts master Liuzhong has such powerful strength. Looking at the whole Qingyun City, he is also a first-class strong man. When he thought of this, the eldest elder Zhang Maosen also expressed his sigh.

Zhang Heng was only seventeen years old and became the sixth talent of martial arts. These talents will certainly become the first-class strong man in tianchu County in the future.

"Well, Grandpa, I'm really a six fold martial artist now."

After hearing what the elder Zhang Maosen said, Zhang Heng didn't explain anything. He knew that if he told the elder that he was a seven fold warrior of the martial arts sect, he would be shocked. Such news let the elder know that it was not good, but bad.

Thinking of this, Zhang Heng glanced at the body of the elder Zhang Maosen. Immediately, a cold color flashed on Zhang Heng's face and asked in a low voice: "Grandpa, what's the matter with your injury, and why are you and Weizhuang not in Zhangjia, but in Fengyue building?"

"Xiao Heng, it's a long story," said the elder Zhang Maosen. After hearing Zhang Heng's words, he also sighed, and immediately said, "since you left, our Zhangjia family has really dominated Qingyun city. Not only have we bought all the properties of the Lin family and the Li family, but also our Zhangjia has gradually bought some small family docks in Qingyun city, The ore veins were purchased together. Every month, we Zhangjia will give certain dividends to these small families. "

"Yes." Hearing the speech, Zhang Heng also nodded. In other words, Zhang Heng agreed with both hands.

You know, although the previous three families are the most powerful families in Qingyun City, there are still many small forces in Qingyun city. The mines and docks owned by these small forces also have less than half of the wealth of Qingyun city. If they can be fucking integrated, it will be absolutely beneficial and harmless to Qingyun city.

"And then?"

Thinking of this, Zhang Heng couldn't help asking. He really couldn't figure out who was so bold and dared to move them. Did they really think that Zhang Heng was a soft persimmon?

"Later, all this had to be mentioned two months ago."

Zhang Maosen said slowly, "at that time, Qingyun city was indeed the most powerful family in Qingyun City, but on that day, a demon suddenly broke into Qingyun city. His name was qianyunsha."

"Thousand clouds kill?"

Zhang Heng frowned when he heard what the elder said about qianyun kill. It's not the first time he heard the name of qianyun kill.

It was Wei Zhuang standing behind Zhang Heng. When he heard the name of qianyunsha, a look of fear flashed on his face.

Obviously, even Wei Zhuang, as the commander of Zhang Jia, felt a sense of fear in the face of this mysterious thousand cloud killing.

"Young master, this thousand cloud killer has terrible strength. I met him when I was patrolling Qingyun city that day."

Wei Zhuang behind Zhang Heng said here. He also thought of something, and a touch of pale flashed on his face.

"On that day, qianyun killed her and showed her magic skills, which seriously injured me and several disciples of Zhangjia," Wei Zhuang said slowly. "That day, I saw that she was a woman, so I didn't think this person was coming for Zhangjia."

"Qian Yun killed a woman? He can also perform magic skills? "

After hearing Wei Zhuang's story, Zhang Heng couldn't help showing a look of doubt.

In Zhang Heng's opinion, the person who can be so cruel and ruthless must be a man, but what Zhang Heng didn't think of was that the devil named qianyun killed was a woman, which surprised Zhang Heng. He really couldn't figure out when Zhang had offended such a powerful warrior.