Chapter 1351

Zhang Xing was not surprised to see these so-called evidences.

Because Zhang Xing of this world is dead.

The exiled family of Zhangjia is extinct.

Zhang Jia has nothing to do with him.

Zhang Xuan's request is to let Zhang Xing recognize his ancestors and return to Zhangjia.

But how could Zhang Xing agree.

All the evidence is reasonable, and there is no flaw in it.

Even if it's a promise, it's reasonable.

But Zhang Xing didn't want to and didn't believe it.

"Master Zhang Xuanmen, it's all in the past, so don't mention it."

Zhang Xing waved his hand and refused.

Looking at always calm as usual, Zhang Xing was not shocked by the explosive news.

Zhang Xuan also had to admire his temperament.

"I know it's hard for you to accept it at the moment, but the fact that you are a descendant of Zhangjia can never be changed?"

Zhang Xuan tried his best to persuade him.

It's just like what he said.

When he first saw Zhang Xing, he was startled.

He saw the shadow of his brother from Zhang Xing.

At that time, because of the struggle for power, his brother failed, so he was exiled to the western continent.

Of course, it is necessary to remove the roots.

It was only some domestic servants who could survive and reach the western continent, and all the direct descendants were killed by him.

Zhang Xing is directly related or collateral, he does not know.

But Zhang Xing's growth history is the content that he must pay attention to.

If Zhang Xing had no use value, he would have let Zhang Xing disappear in the world after the contest three years ago.

But it was different at this time. Zhangjiahui was prosperous because Zhang Xing was alone.

No matter what kind of grudges you have in the past, you can let it go.

Zhang Xing doesn't know the history of gratitude and resentment, even if he knows, it doesn't matter.

After all, his surname is Zhang.

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"I don't care if you nine stars are here, right?"

Zhang Xing light way.

Zhang Xuan was not annoyed by Zhang Xing's rudeness.

Always smile.

"Zhang Xing, I know what you mean, and you know what I mean."

"Frankly speaking, I just hope you can give some care in the most difficult time in Zhangjia."

"Isn't Zhangjia very good? Xuantianmen is also the most powerful Mountain Gate in the southern mainland. Why is it difficult to say?"

Zhang Xingdao.

"Ah! You don't know anything about it

"Don't say it's you, even the younger generation of Zhang Yuanyuan's age is not very clear."

"The war is about to break out!"

Zhang Xuan sighed and looked at an 18 meter long map of the mainland on the wall of the chamber of secrets.

Zhang Xing did not ask, he listened quietly.

After reading the map for a while, Zhang Xuan went to the map on the far right.

A slap on it.

"This is the southern continent.

In the middle is the center of the continent.

On the far left is the northern continent.

And the birthplace of the war is the center of the continent.

The burning, killing and looting once a hundred years have been carried out five times.

This time the harvest of leeks has begun.

There were no saints in the north and the south, so they were used as vegetable gardens and cattle farms in the central part of the country.

Who would like to be harvested and slaughtered here?

Those talented people, whether they are big or small, have gone.

They went to the central mainland and became the rulers' thugs.

Because of the hope of Sanctification in the central continent, no one can resist the temptation.

I also want to go, but how can the forces there accommodate me.

If they go one more person, they are less likely to be promoted.

Therefore, it is very difficult for people who are not in that circle to join in. "