Tyrant Sword Soul

Being beaten up, Zhong Qihuang knew that he could not delay any longer, so he quickly got up and went out and gave orders.

The room was quiet, only Zhong Jie was still lying quietly on the bed.

Without speaking, his breathing gradually calmed down. His whole face has been vicissitudes of life for more than ten years, and the surroundings around his eyes also appeared, his eyes were cloudy, and he could barely see anything.

“Hey…”

Suddenly, a light sigh finally overflowed from him, Zhong Jie closed his eyes, and the expression on his face didn’t know whether it was regret or something else.

He is not strictly the Zhong Family Patriarch, and even said that, strictly speaking, he is not even Zhong Jie.

Who is he?

Zhong Jie wanted to laugh sarcastically, but found that he was being backlashed too much on his body, even if he moved the flesh on his face, it would affect his whole body and it would be extremely painful.

Even he himself has forgotten who he is?

“Long time no see, do you think of reminiscing about your youth now?”

Suddenly a slightly older voice came from the extremely quiet room, and Zhong Jie’s body shook, but I quickly thought of who the owner of the voice was, and did not speak.

“Why, don’t you welcome me?”

An elderly man in an azure gown walked out of the outer room and moved towards Zhong Jie in the room with a smile on his face.

Zhong Jie just rolled his eyes slightly, and after seeing who it was, he secretly tested and said:

“I really don’t welcome you here.”

But after saying this, the visitor did not show any anger at all, but sat in front of Zhong Jie’s bed quite familiar.

If Wang Yu is here, I will be shocked to see this old man, because he is the Martial Uncle of Lin Hui who has been in contact with him countless times before.

“What are you doing here? See my jokes?”

Zhong Jie closed his eyes, didn’t want to look at Old Man Yang anymore, and said this angrily.

“Of course I came to see old friend, Qianmen, we haven’t seen each other for a long time.”

Old man Yang doesnt mind Zhong Jies unkindness, not at all, but instead It was a bit reminiscent.

Thousand faces, he hasn’t spoken this name for a long time. I believe this person on the bed must have not heard it for a long time.

Zhong Jie really shook slightly, and then he said, “Dont call me a thousand faces.”

A trace of sarcasm flashed across Old Man Yangs face, “You think you’ll be easy Cheng Zhongjie, is he really called Zhongjie?”

Zhongjie frowned, but did not say anything, because what he said was true.

“Oh, you are still silent? Didn’t you speak very coherently? When you killed the real Zhong Jie back then, did you ever think that things would become like this today?”< /p>

Old man Yang refused to let him go. Continuously, his words stuck into his heart like a knife, stinging him.

“Enough, you came to mock me to ridicule me? If so, please go out soon.”

Zhong Jie called out loudly, but Old Man Yang did Sigh gently, stand up, and dont plan to stay here any longer, As an old friend for many years, Im here to remind you that Wang Yu, simply is not something that you can provoke, he is still fledgling. It’s already overwhelming, so you have to think twice before you act.”

After that, he didn’t care what Zhong Jie’s reaction was. As if there was a gust of wind in the room, he just disappeared in place.

Wang Yu?

Zhong Jie has opened his eyes, his face is staring at the delicately carved patterns on his bed, and he doesn’t know what kind of expression flashes in his eyes.

Its not that he must kill Wang Yu to the last one. Nether Soul, the messenger from the Nether Soul sect, has warned himself to get rid of all those who disturb the Nether Soul sect. The important person is Wang Yu.

As for the thousand faces…

It’s really been a long time since he heard this name…

Abandon the former freedom and appearance, and be willing to become old Zhong Jie, this is how he thought of repaying that person.

This is his choice, he probably does not regret it.

But do you really regret it?

Qianmian did not want to answer this question.

“Patriarch! Wang Yus traces have been discovered, and now we are sending people to chase and capture him. Do you have any instructions?”

Zhong Qihuangs voice From outside, Zhong Jie was slightly frowned, but still listening quietly.

“Well, you don’t need to catch it, just kill it.”

When Zhong Qihuang entered the room, Zhong Jie had already sat on the bed, although his face was still It was pale, but the spirit was obviously much better than before.

Zhong Qihuang looked happy, but in a blink of an eye he saw the white porcelain vase placed by the bed, and he said in doubt, “Patriarch, this is…”

Zhong Jie raised his eyes Although I was surprised when I saw the porcelain bottle, the warm current still flowed slowly in my heart. The old friend who had been blaming me for many years was still worried about myself after all.

“This is my medicine. Just put it there. Lets join in the hunt for Wang Yu.”