Who could make both Luochen and Luoli faint? Xiaohua was puzzled. As far as he knew, he had never seen such a powerful person.
After a bumpy journey, it was already the morning of the second day when we entered Jingwu City in the north.
Luochen and Luo Li haven't woken up yet, which makes Xiaohua still a little worried. He has a premonition that something will happen today, and it will definitely happen.
As soon as Wu Zheng entered the city, he started eating like he had never seen rice in a few lifetimes. He ate bowl after bowl. The cooks in the military camp were helpless in the end. The food they cooked according to the number of people was not enough.
During this period, Wu Zheng repeatedly came up with bad ideas in an attempt to help Luochen wake up. For example, he directly drank alcohol.
Luochen loved drinking the most, and maybe he would miraculously recover after drinking a bottle of wine. Of course, Xiaohua couldn't believe Wu Zheng's lies, so she hit him twice on the head.
Time passed quickly, and in the evening, Xiaohua, who thought everything was going to be peaceful, unexpectedly received an uninvited guest, an old man in gray robe.
The first one to notice was Mo Qing. He was standing at the top of the city. In the dark shadow below, there was a person standing vaguely, it was the old man in gray robe.
Hearing the noise, Xiaohua hurriedly pulled Wu Zheng's ears out and couldn't help but frown when she saw the scene in front of her.
"Nanyao's envoy actually came in person, it's too late to welcome him from afar!" Although Xiaohua said politely, she actually had no confidence in her heart.
This person is definitely not simple, his strength is definitely unfathomable, and a fight will probably be disastrous.
"Don't get me wrong, I am not an envoy of Nan Yao." After saying this, the gray-robed old man shook his sleeves and a powerful spiritual power suddenly swept over him.
Xiaohua frowned and immediately mobilized her spiritual power to resist. But it was useless. The strength of the gray-robed old man was almost crushing.
The next moment, Xiaohua's whole body was forcibly lifted up.
"Put him down." Mo Qing shouted, the sword was unsheathed with the sound of dragon roar, and then a huge sword energy flew across.
However, the old man in gray robe flicked his fingers, and the sword energy turned into nothingness in an instant.
When Wu Zheng saw this, he did not choose to escape at this moment. He would never stand idly by when Xiao Hua was in trouble. He jumped up high and immediately activated the thin spiritual power in his body.
But Wu Zheng was of low level, so the gray-robed old man didn't even look at him. He just snorted coldly, and the fluctuation of his spiritual power knocked him to the ground.
Xiaohua was also angry now. She used her last strength and yelled: "What on earth are you going to do?"
The old man in gray robe was covered by his gray robe, and his expression could not be seen. He suddenly trembled with his right hand again, and Xiaohua's shirt was torn to pieces by the spiritual power and fell all over the sky.
Of course, Xiaohua would not think that the old man in gray robe had any special hobbies. His goal was to get fragments.
I saw several rays of light lingering around the little flower, and then many pieces suddenly flew out from the sleeves of the gray-robed old man. Immediately, the light became strong, and many pieces gathered together, and slowly merged under the gaze of everyone.
Became one.
The old man in gray robe laughed wantonly at this moment. Although his voice was hoarse, it sounded very terrifying.
But at this moment, a bloody red light suddenly emitted. Everyone looked and saw that the light was emitting from Wu Zheng's heart.
"Is this?" The old man in gray robe was also full of doubts, but then he realized it and shouted: "It really takes no effort at all."
So he flicked his sleeves and robe, and Xiao Hua flew out. In the end, Mo Qing caught him forcefully and took a few steps back.
On the other side, Wu Zheng's body began to feel unconscious
has changed.
That's it? Xiaohua's eyes were full of surprise, did she go crazy?
Wu Zheng's body was seen rising into the air, and finally slowly merged with the fragment. At this point, Wu Zheng's hair completely turned red, his teeth and claws were sharp, and his eyes were blood red.
"Wu Zheng." Xiaohua shouted, trying to wake Wu Zheng up.
However, everything was in vain. Wu Zheng's eyes had lost all emotion, as if he had transformed into a crazy beast, howling crazily.
The old man in gray robe laughed proudly, and then said: "Humans, your end is coming."
As he spoke, the old man in gray robe emitted a beam of light from his hand, but this time, it was no longer white, but filled with blood red.
"I almost forgot to tell you something. Nanyao's prince accidentally died in my hands, so I had no choice but to frame you."
Mo Qing was horrified when he heard this, "You actually killed..."
Before he finished speaking, the old man in gray robe snorted coldly, "He is nothing. Just wait for Nan Yao's revenge and kill each other to your heart's content."
After saying that, his spiritual power took control of Wu Zheng's body, he turned around and left in the air.
At this moment, Xiaohua spat out a mouthful of blood and was unable to catch up anymore. He knew that things seemed to be developing in an uncontrollable direction.
"Mo Qing, I want to take someone back to Beiliang."
"Ah" Mo Qing didn't react for a moment, "Your injury?"
"Time is tight, Wu Zheng's life may be in jeopardy if it's any later." After saying that, he walked directly into the room, prepared the carriage and horses, Xiaohua drove the car himself, took Luochen and Luoli with him, and hurried back to Beiliang.
At this time, the only one who can help him is that bad old man named Huang.