"Xiao Hua, why did uncle take so long to return? Did you find the hanging ghost?""I don't know Fen Lian, maybe uncle is trying to find the hanging ghost. To be honest, I'm also very disappointed with him because the master has been trying to be kind to the hanging ghost, and I also know that the master is actually a good leader, always complying with his disciple's requests. It's just that the hanging ghost took advantage of the master's kindness for his own interests, I really didn't expect it," Xiao Hua said feeling disappointed.Zhang Xiang patted Xiao Hua's shoulder lightly. He knew what was going through Xiao Hua's mind right now, but what the heck, everything had already happened. No one wants to be betrayed by their own troops, but in reality, it happened."Calm down Xiao Hua, everything will definitely be fine. Leave everything to uncle.""You'll see when I meet the hanging ghost, I'll make sure he dies by my hand!" Xiao Hua said angrily to the hanging ghost.It wasn't long b
The next day, Zhang Xiang was surprised by how crowded the Hua San Mountain Temple was. He had just woken up to go to the temple to wash his body and get some food for his uncle and Xiao Hua, but instead he saw a lot of people gathered in the main hall which was usually used for inter-sect meetings. Zhang Xiang was curious about the event, so he chose to go inside and look for the temple servants. There he saw that they were busy preparing the banquet, they were also cooking a big meal. Not just servants, but warriors and royal soldiers were busy removing his father's historical statues. Zhang Xiang actually wanted to know more, but remembering that his uncle and Xiao Hua were still sleeping in the temple, he immediately went to meet them.By the time Zhang Xiang had just arrived in front of the temple, uncle Yebaiyi suddenly called out his name. Apparently they had all woken up, and now they were tidy as if they had just taken a bath. Zhang Xiang immediately ran over to them."Uncle,
Hua San Mountain, Zhang Xing Zhe ResidenceSring... Sring..."Akkkhh!!!""Ahahahahhaha!!! Look at Han Ying. Is this what you call a sect successor warrior?""Tsk! Damn, Zhang Xing! You stupid kid, why are you doing nothing, huh?"A teenager was lying on the ground, grimacing in pain while holding his lower right abdomen, which was currently oozing blood. He is Zhang Xiang Zhe, commonly called Zhang Xiang, the only son of the successor of the Hua San sect with the nickname of the useless warrior. Tonight, the Hua San Mountain came under an impromptu attack from another sect that was already a sworn enemy of the Hua San Sect because it wanted to seize the power to change hands with it. But that will never happen, as long as there are successors in the sect. They were a swarm of scorpions with poisonous venom that never gave up on attacking the Hua San sect, especially since they already knew Zhang Xiang's weakness and could not do anything.This was not a one-time occurrence, there had
Zhang Xiang Zhe ran with all his might out of the pavilion to avoid his three uncles, who could faintly be heard very loudly calling his name from inside the pavilion. But that did not make Zhang Xiang Zhe stop his pace; even the pain and blood dripping through the robe he was wearing did not deter him from continuing to run. Zhang Xiang didn't care where he was going; he just followed where his feet would take him. After almost thirty minutes of running, he felt that he had gotten quite far from the pavilion. Zhang Xiang stopped his steps right in a forest. Who knows what forest, and where he is right now, all he needs right now is to rest for a while.Zhang Xiang held his stomach, which was in pain. As soon as he looked down, removing a bit of the robe he was wearing, it turned out that the wound from the sword stab from the scorpion demon had reopened. Just as Zhang Xiang was about to wipe away the blood and replace it with a new cloth, there was a crowd of people calling his name.
"You never went out before?"Zhang Xiang shook his head innocently."Don't you know that the outside world is very dangerous? Aren't you afraid of death?"Zhang Xiang was silent. He was just a fourteen-year-old teenager who was afraid of death. In fact, Zhang Xiang himself was scared at the time of an attack, having been hidden away by his three uncles for the past fourteen years, and it was only in the past few years after he reached adulthood that he often saw people fighting. Previously, Zhang Xiang was afraid of blood, but from now on, he will try to familiarize himself with it so that he will not be afraid of it anymore."To be a warrior, you must not be afraid of death!""Huh, who's afraid? I'm not afraid of death at all!"Sring...."Zhang Xiang, watch out!""Akhh!!!"A sword flew through the air; who knows where it came from? Fortunately, Jin Long nimbly pulled Zhang Xiang's wrist, so the sword missed and stuck in a big tree. Jin Long was still staring at the sword, casting his
As the night wore on, it got quieter and quieter. Only the sound of crickets and the splashing of lake water accompanied the night. Jin Long took Zhang Xiang out of the ghost forest and brought him to a place on the shore of a vast lake with rocks around it.Jin Long asked Zhang Xiang to seat himself on a large rock not far from the lake as he prepared a bonfire to warm their bodies later. As a nomad, Jin Long was used to the nomadic life, but this was his first time traveling with other people, whose backgrounds he knew nothing about. And to make matters worse, the teenage boy he brought along this time—what a misfortune! Instantly, he forgot about his goal of enjoying the outside world without a burden, but now he has a new burden.As soon as the fire was lit, Jin Long asked Zhang Xiang to sit closer to the fire so as not to get cold. But seeing Zhang Xiang, who was pale while holding his stomach, made Jin Long immediately wrinkle his forehead. He thought that Zhang Xiang was curren
Hua San MountainBugh...Bugh...Bugh..."STUPID! YOU GUYS ARE SO STUPID!""YOU CAN'T EVEN CHASE A BABY; WHAT'S THE POINT OF LEARNING MARTIAL ARTS, HUH?""No, Han Ying, don't beat them up like this. They're already hurt," Zhang Yong said soothingly."Shut up! First, brothers shouldn't be too kind to others; they'll turn on us! Like that baby who ran away, he's now running away because big brother spoiled him too much!""What did you say? Pampering? I didn't spoil him; I just treated him like a normal teenager. He's my nephew, my brother's son; he's been deprived of love since he was a kid; I just don't want him to suffer," Zhang Yong, their first brother, explained.Han Ying chuckled softly. Now that he's gone, who knows where he's going?""Didn't you not care about him earlier? So why are you thinking about him? Don't pretend to care about your nephew!" Zhang Yong quipped.Hearing that, Han Ying did not get angry at all. Instead, he crossed his arms in front of his chest as he smiled
An ancient building with a red opening door stood tall, complete with four doormen, all dressed in red with pale white corollaries and ghastly eyes. This magnificent all-red building was the residence of Fu Jiu Yun, the Vampire King. This building was behind the Ghost Valley Cave, not far from the Ghost Forest. It was in this place that the ghost king resided, along with a horde of other ghosts under his rule.After their battle with Jin Long, the ghost king and his guards returned to the ghost kingdom, still curious about Jin Long's abilities. Fu Jiu suspected that Jin Long was a warrior from the Kaypang sect, which was a sect of beggars. The sect is divided into two categories: clean clothes and dirty clothes. What made Fu Jiu instantly curious was that seeing Jin Long's appearance like that of a beggar made him think of the sect.But until this moment, Fu Jiu still can't find the answer to his curiosity because the fight has not been completed. Jin Long has taken Zhang Xiang away,