The hermit frowned and looked at Zhou Wen. The more he looked at Zhou Wen, the more familiar he felt, and seemed to have seen him somewhere.

But if you have seen someone, the hermit is very confident in his memory and it is impossible to remember it.

Moreover, being able to be so calm and composed in front of him is not something that ordinary people can do. After all, the rhythm of his whole body echoes the heaven and earth, and it is impossible for ordinary people to face him so easily.

People like this are even more unlikely to forget them casually.

This is not because the hermit cannot recognize Zhou Wen, but because the person who pretended to be Zhou Wen has been slowly changing some of his temperament, face, figure, etc. in the past five years.

Because it is a change over time, it changes in a subtle way, and it is just a fine adjustment, which makes people slowly accept Zhou Wen's feeling like this.

Now that Zhou Wen is really here, coupled with his appearance and temperament changes over the past five years, it is difficult for others to associate him with "Zhou Wen" unless he is a very familiar person.

The Hermit had only seen Zhou Wen's photos and images before. It was already very keen to feel that he was familiar with him.

"What do you call me?" The hermit could not see Zhou Wen's origin, and he had no way to judge from his clothes and things on his body, so he asked.

"My name doesn't matter, what matters is, who am I." Zhou Wen said.

"Who are you?" the hermit asked again with great patience.

"I am Mingxiu's coach." Zhou Wen answered seriously.

"So what?" The hermit stared at Zhou Wen, pressing his middle finger on his thumb, and his power secretly condensed between his fingers.

"So if you came for Mingxiu, you can go back now." Zhou Wen said.

When Belle heard Zhou Wen say these words inside, she felt that he must be crazy. In this tone, she didn't take the hermit seriously, as if as long as he was there, the hermit would never hurt Mingxiu.

The hermit's eyes also became sharper, and he stared at Zhou Wen coldly and said, "It's okay to ask me to go back, but it depends on whether you really have that weight."

As he said that, the fingers in the hermit's sleeve moved.

After all, he is one of the four major supervisors of the Guardian League. If he is scared away by a few words from the other party, how can he gain a foothold in the Guardian League?

However, the Hermit did not intend to fight Zhou Wen head-on, and in fact that was not his specialty.

As the hermit's fingers bounced, a particle that was invisible to the naked eye flew towards Zhou Wen.

Hermits are good at micro-powers. In this era, many people are pursuing bigger and stronger. Huge monsters like giant dragons have attracted the attention of most people and are eager to have such powerful power.

But the hermit is different. Although he also pursues becoming stronger, while pursuing becoming stronger, he pursues small things.

"What determines the strength and weakness are often those trivial things." This is the belief of the hermit, and in fact he has never missed it.

Relying on micro-power, the hermit defeated many powerful opponents, and some of the opponents' strength was completely inferior to him, but even if his strength was equal, micro-power gave him a great advantage.

A power that is so small that even the fear level cannot be seen, once it enters the body, it can burst out with terrifying power, making people unable to defend against it.

This microcrystal is already small enough to be in the Ami level. Fear-level creatures may not be able to see its existence because it is too small.

But if such a small crystal really enters the body, it doesn't even need to enter the body. It just needs to get close to Zhou Wen. The bursting power is enough to severely damage the fear-level creature.

Although Zhou Wen just stood in front of the door casually, the Taishang Kaitian Sutra, Brahma and the Demon God Chronicle had already portrayed the Taishang Kaitian Sutra, the Great Brahma and the Demon God Chronicle, but they were not revealed.

The perception strengthening brought to Zhou Wen by Brahma was enough to allow him to see quark-level matter. Although the hermit's crystals were small, they could not escape Zhou Wen's perception.

Weijing flew towards Zhou Wen's mouth and when he wanted to get into his mouth, he directly blew his head to pieces.

Seeing that Weijing had reached Zhou Wen's lips, Zhou Wen did not move, but the hermit was not happy at all, but instead felt a little uneasy.

The next moment, Zhou Wen opened his mouth, and the clown's face appeared on his face. In that strange smile, he actually swallowed the crystal.

The uneasiness in the hermit's heart became stronger and he retreated quickly regardless of everything, but it was still too late.

The crystal that was swallowed by the clown mask actually appeared strangely behind him. When he retreated, he immediately bumped into the crystal, and the crystal suddenly exploded.

Bang!

One of the hermit's arms was blown into blood mist. This was when the hermit reacted very quickly and controlled the crystal, otherwise his entire body would be blown to pieces.

The hermit covered his broken arm with blood flowing, without saying a word, turned around and wanted to escape.

"If you want to die, then keep running." Zhou Wen said lightly, without the intention of chasing the hermit.

The hermit did not escape again, stopped and did not dare to leave even a step.

"Whose order was it to kill Mingxiu?" Zhou Wen asked.

"Without orders, Mingxiu is an enemy of the Guardian Alliance and does not need orders." said the hermit.

"So you want to kill Mingxiu yourself?" Zhou Wen asked again.

"It can be said that." The hermit gritted his teeth.

"Then you stay here to guard Mingxiu. If Mingxiu lives, you will live. If Mingxiu dies, you will die, and you will die until Mingxiu asks you to leave." Zhou Wen turned around and returned to the lounge.

Belle watched Zhou Wen walk back in a daze, as if she had seen a ghost, and couldn't help but take two steps back, feeling a little scared.

She even saw the broken-armed hermit outside the door standing there, but he didn't really leave and just guarded the door.

"You...who are you?" Belle looked at Zhou Wen in surprise, and finally couldn't help asking.

She didn't see Zhou Wen taking action at all. It seemed that Zhou Wen was just standing there and saying a few words to the hermit, and one of the hermit's arm suddenly exploded.

Then because of Zhou Wen's words, the hermit, one of the four kings of the Guardian Alliance, actually stood at the door as a guard, which made her feel like she was living in a dream.

"Mingxiu's coach." Zhou Wen didn't want to say his name because there was another Zhou Wen in An's family.

"You...you..." Belle, you had been doing a long time, but you didn't think of what to say, or you wanted to ask too much, and you didn't know where to ask.

She suddenly thought that Zhou Wen and Yue Du said that Xiu's sword skills were very ordinary. At that time, Belle thought they were jealous of Mingxiu, but now she suddenly realized that it seemed that they were telling the truth.

"Who is he? Is there such a powerful existence among humans? I don't seem to see him using the Guardian, nor have he seen the characteristics of dimensional creatures on him. Could it be a pure-blooded human? It's impossible, it's impossible to be a pure-blooded human, it must be his hiding good, and he has merged the Guardian or dimensional creatures, and it can't be seen..." Belle looked at Zhou Wen, and then looked at the hermit standing outside the door. Everything was so unreal.
Chapter completed!