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Chapter 9 Wei Qinghan

"Who are you?" Zhong Zihao asked when he saw the injured person who suddenly appeared in the courtyard.

"Ahem..." The bloody figure did not answer. He seemed to be struggling to get up, but failed after many attempts. He only heard a rapid cough.

"Tell me, who are you?" Zhong Zihao asked again.

"I...I am..." Perhaps the man knew that he could not get up due to his current injury, so he simply gave up the struggle, raised his head with difficulty, and said.

This is a young man less than forty years old. He has a high nose, thick lips, and a resolute face. His sword-like eyebrows slanted into the strands of black hair under the temples. If he hadn't been hit hard at this moment, he would have been covered in all kinds of injuries.

He is in a sorry state, but judging from his appearance alone, this person can barely be called a good-looking person.

However, at this moment, his eyes were full of vigilance, and his whole body exuded a chill that could repel people thousands of miles away, as if everyone in the world had sworn hatred for him.

"Don't talk yet. It's a miracle that you survived your injuries. Go inside and heal."

For some reason, as soon as he met this man's gaze, Zhong Zihao suddenly felt a sense of sympathy in his heart. He took two steps forward to help the young man up and said. After saying this, without waiting for a reply, he leaned over and put his left arm on his.

On his shoulders, he lifted the former and walked towards the wooden house.

Soon after, Zhong Zihao brought some water to wipe off the blood stains on the strange young man's body, and put his own clothes on him. Seeing that the man was able to meditate on his own to heal his injuries, he retreated to a corner of the wooden house to cross his legs and start practicing.

At the same time, Zhong Zihao was extremely shocked: There was no intact muscle in this man's body. Even when he cleaned his wounds, he gritted his teeth and endured it. He couldn't help but secretly admire his perseverance and what kind of belief he had.

What supported him to survive tenaciously?

Two hours later, the young man slowly opened his eyes. There was finally a trace of blood on his face, and his life breath was much stronger than before.

The man first carefully observed the surrounding environment, then briefly inspected his own injuries, and finally focused on Zhong Zihao not far away.

"You actually saved me?" The young man's voice was like an iceberg that has not melted for thousands of years, so cold that it felt like falling into an ice cellar.

"Your injury is very serious, and I can't help you much. After you get better, you'd better leave quickly and find some treasures to heal your injuries." Zhong Zihao didn't seem to be affected by the chill, and was attracted by the young man.

After being awakened by the voice, he slowly stood up, looked at the former's still sluggish breath, and replied slowly.

"Leave?" The young man was stunned at first, and then said in an extremely surprised tone, "Are you going to let me go? Aren't you afraid that the Blood Dragon Sect will regard me as my ally and be implicated?"

"Why am I being implicated, and what's going on with the Blood Dragon Sect?"

This time it was Zhong Zihao's turn to be confused. I just saved one person, what does it have to do with the Blood Dragon Clan? Also, the person in front of me is also very weird. It's fine that you didn't thank me. Instead, you said a lot of nonsense.

What does it mean?

The young man did not answer immediately, but looked at Zhong Zihao warily. After a while, he finally confirmed that the young man in front of him had no ill intentions, and then nodded slightly: "Okay, as soon as I regain my ability to move, I will leave immediately. As for the Blood Dragon Gate,

They are chasing me and they are likely to come soon, so be careful."

"I heard that the most powerful elders and sect leaders of the Blood Dragon Sect are only at the Tianji Realm. You are also a strong person in the Tianji Realm. How could you be so seriously injured?" Zhong Zihao suddenly said this.

"What! Can you see through my cultivation strength?" The young man was shocked, and instantly took out a bloody long sword from the storage ring, showing no concealment of his murderous intent.

"See through your cultivation?" Zhong Zihao's whole body trembled as if he was electrocuted, and his pupils were filled with confusion again, as if he was talking to himself, "Yes, how can I see through his cultivation?"

"Boy, tell the truth!" The young man had already stood up and moved step by step to where Zhong Zihao was standing.

It can be seen that although his injuries have improved, he has not recovered much strength, and it is even difficult to move. Otherwise, he would have already attacked with a big move.

Facing the young man's sharp gaze, Zhong Zihao did not show any panic. After thinking for a while, he could only answer truthfully: "To be honest, I don't know how I saw your cultivation. It may be one of mine."

Just have some intuition."

"Intuition?" The young man stopped. He didn't believe what Zhong Zihao said. It could be seen that the other party was unprepared and he was also puzzled.

After all, he was considered a strong man with the cultivation level of Tianji Realm. If this kid wanted to play some tricks in front of him, he would be able to tell based on his own experience. But when he looked left and right, Zhong Zihao was clearly a man with no cultivation level.

How does an ordinary young man see through his own cultivation?

But thinking about it more deeply, it seems that the other party has no need to lie to me. If he really wanted to plot against himself, he should have called the family warriors to deal with him in the previous courtyard. But this kid not only did not do that, but instead

Rescue him back into the house? Also, judging from the other party's expression, this kid is dull, his eyes are dull, and he also looks confused at this moment.

He suddenly stopped. Not only did he feel that Zhong Zihao had no ill intentions toward him, but the severe physical trauma was also the root cause of his unwillingness to move too much. If he suppressed the injury and forced a move, it would even aggravate the injury.

The young man hesitated again and again, and finally gave up his plan to kill Zhong Zihao. He put away the sword and slowly walked back to the bed before sighing: "If this life should not be cut off, I, Wei Qinghan, will definitely teach blood."

Don’t leave any chickens or dogs in Longmen!”

Wei Qinghan is an orphan who was adopted and raised since he was a child. Fortunately, his adoptive father and adoptive mother's family treat him as their own, and are even planning to betroth their only daughter Rou'er to him as long as they grow up.

Get married soon.

Unfortunately, when he was sixteen years old, Rou'er, who was the same age as him, was spotted by a talented disciple of the Blood Dragon Sect and was going to take her back to the sect as a concubine.

Rou'er refused to obey, and his adoptive father and mother even knelt down and begged the genius disciples of the Blood Dragon Sect to spare their lives, but they were brutally massacred. Rou'er was even ravaged to death. Wei Qinghan only escaped because he went up the mountain to chop firewood.

One calamity.

After learning about this incident, Wei Qinghan hid nearby for two days and two nights before sneaking back home and burying his adoptive father and adoptive mother's family of three. Then he traveled around the world to become apprentices, vowing to destroy the Blood Dragon Clan and take revenge.

At the age of sixteen, he began to travel around the world, tasted all the warmth and coldness of human beings in the world, and even sold himself as a slave to a playboy for five years in order to learn a set of ordinary boxing techniques.

It wasn't until he was twenty-five years old that he met a dying old man. After caring for the old man for a month with kindness, he was grateful to him when the latter passed away and gave Wei Qinghan everything he had in his life.

There is also a set of good exercises.


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