"This time we invite Mr. Bian long, we will be able to find out the strangeness of the mausoleum and take the hidden treasure into our hands."
Just then, a few distant rainbow across the sky, a roaring sound, a chariot drawn by four snow-white dragon horses flying, powerful, bright, can be seen from a few miles away.
"The ten quadrupoles who went in last year have not come out yet. They are definitely dead among them. Even if Mr. Bian long comes, we should be more careful." A middle-aged man followed the young man in red, with a complex color said.
"What's the matter? Mr. Bian long has a very high position in Zhongzhou and is known as the second master of dragon hunting. Now that we know the strangeness here, it must be safe to invite him here." Looking around, the young man in red also came to the edge of an open space at the nine small lakes, looking coldly at Chen Jie and Zhang Fan.
His right hand hands together, there is a trace of residual spiritual power, with a playful smile, said: "friend, you meddle is not good, just a mortal, just let him explore the way for us, dead also died."
On one side, Zhang Fan's face turned white. Looking at the rope cut off by a sharp sword, he shivered.
"Has he ever provoked you? Is that too much?" Chen Jie is not afraid, cold voice way.
"Who are you? I can crush such mortals. What's your business? Don't pretend to be my virgin The young man in red stares at Chen Jie and sneers.
Chen Jie shakes his head, blocks Zhang Fan behind him and says in a slow voice, "I've come to this point. It's your business to listen or not. I hope you can do it yourself and don't force me to do it“
The middle-aged man behind the young man in red walked forward a few steps and said with a smile, "may I ask which family you are the young leader of? We are from the Jiang family. Maybe we have friendship with your family“
"Li Bo, don't talk about it. I'll kill these two people today. Don't try to stop me!" The eyes of the young man in red are like snakes and scorpions. The light of his right fingers twinkles and sends out terrible waves.
Chen Jie turned around and patted Zhang Fan on the shoulder. He didn't even bother to look at these people. He said coldly, "can you scare me if you take out a Jiang family? You can try it today. I don't care about the Jiang family and the garlic family. Kill them all at the same time!"
"You..." not far away, the middle-aged man frowned and said in a cold voice, "young man, which ancient nationality do you come from? Our young master can do it. Don't make him angry!"
Zhang Fan's forehead was sweating and his face was full of panic. He knelt down on all fours and murmured, "master immortal, it's all my fault. Please don't blame this little brother. What's the matter? Come to me!"
Chen Jie shook his head, so that he could not kneel down, light way: "no matter, you have not done anything wrong, is that some people are too arrogant, even if it is the ancient family also have to reason, only bullying honest people, mortals what skills, let people feel despised."
"Little brother, which ancient nationality are you from? Let's talk about it. It may be a misunderstanding." The middle-aged man narrowed his eyes and asked in the most sincere tone.
"If you want to kill me, just come here. Why do you want to inquire about my origin? It's ridiculous." Chen Jie directly took Zhang Fan into the sky and flew to a valley not far away, where there was a small village.
"Why did you stop me, Li Bo?" Red clothes face green for a while white for a while, angry way: "he is what thing, dare to talk with me like this, we can completely cut off him!"
"Young master, this young man is not simple. I feel a sense of danger in him, which is similar to that of the two peerless geniuses in the clan." The middle-aged man's face was complicated. Looking at the direction of Chen Jie's flight, he whispered.
"What?"
The young man in red took a breath of air and murmured, "impossible. How can he compare with the two elder brothers? You must feel wrong. Impossible!"
In the valley, Chen Jie put Zhang Fan down and said with a smile, "don't have pressure. Those people won't disturb your life. They may leave in a few days."
"Thank you, little brother. Let me take you to my house." Zhang Fan is leading the way. Along the way, many people greet him and look at Chen Jie carefully. This village is built in the valley. Since the traffic is blocked, we can't see an outsider for a year or two.
In the room built of black stone, a middle-aged woman with no blood on her face was lying on the bed. When Zhang Fan and Chen Jie came in, the woman's face was better.
"Here comes the guest, mother. This is the immortal master!" Zhang Fan moved a stool and poured a bowl of bitter tea. He told the woman about Chen Jie's life-saving, but did not tell the existence of the Jiang family.
"My family has only one child. If he goes, it will be over“ The middle-aged woman couldn't stop wiping her tears. At the same time, she tried to get up and prepare to cook herself.
"No more." Chen Jie smiles, takes out a few rich dishes from Lingjie, puts them on the table and says: "Zhang Fan and I are predestined friends. We should help each other. This time I come here, I mainly want to ask you about some things."
"Come on, little brother, as long as we know, I will tell you everything." Zhang Fan's mother's physical condition is very poor, but at the moment has been trying to squeeze out a smile.
"Have you heard of the Dragon seeking master?" Chen Jie directly raised this question. In fact, this is also the purpose of his coming here. People here may have heard about the arrangement of the tomb by the Dragon seeking master.
As soon as her face changed, the middle-aged woman coughed heavily and murmured in disbelief, "master Xunlong, some people still remember this name“
Chen Jie was surprised and asked, "has the Dragon seeker ever been here, or is there anyone in the village who knows this name“
On one side, Zhang Fan put down his chopsticks, sighed softly, and said in a low voice: "to tell you the truth, my little brother, our Zhang Jia is the descendant of the Dragon hunter, but now in my generation, Zhang Jia has been in decline, and I am the only one left."
"What? Zhang Jia used to be a dragon hunting family. Did he have a dragon hunting master Chen Jie felt speechless. In the past, the status of the Dragon seeking Heavenly Master was so high that it was hard to imagine. Wherever he went, he was extremely respected. Even when he went to the deserted aristocratic family, ancient clan and other places, he was an absolute guest of honor.
I didn't expect that with the vicissitudes of life and the passing of time, everything has become what it is now. The descendants of Zhang's family have become mortals and live in this closed small village.
Zhang Fan was obviously very distressed. It was from this generation that the family began to decline and became what it is now.
"Some posterity once went to that place with the word-of-mouth dragon hunt, but they died soon after they came back. In a word, life is not necessarily life, death is not necessarily death!"
Zhang Fan's mother sighed softly and said to herself, "in recent years, some people have come to the village occasionally to inquire about the whereabouts of the Dragon hunting master. However, the people in the village don't know. The only people who know are my mother and my son. If you hadn't saved my son's life today, I wouldn't have said it..."