Emperor of Death

Chapter 141 Firebird Ring
Pingdan City, Zhang Family.

In today's Zhang family, the guests have retreated, the entire Zhang family is empty, filled with endless bloody atmosphere, and the corpses of the Zhang family's masters are still lying in the yard.

When they were alive, they were radiant, and they enjoyed countless honors and honors in Pingdan City. Now, after death, only a few crows stayed on their corpses, making an ugly sound of "ah, ah", as if they were telling the story of the world. desolate.

In an unremarkable hut, here is an abandoned firewood house, the house is dark, covered with cobwebs and dust.

The wood piled up in the firewood room has also decayed, giving off a musty smell.

The motionless firewood suddenly loosened, and a woman in white pushed the firewood away and got out from the firewood pile. Her face was covered with dust, and even her long skirt, which was originally as white as snow, was now covered with blue. There were mildew stains on his feet, and one of the shoes on his feet was lost during his desperate escape.

If Yechen was still here, he would definitely be able to recognize that this woman was Zhang Ning who brought him into the Zhang family back then.

Now in Zhang Ning's eyes, there are raging flames burning, and he gritted his teeth and said two heavy words: "Yechen."

Today in the courtyard, Zhang Ning witnessed Ye Chen beheading his elders one by one, and his father Zhang Tianqi was beheaded by Ye Chen with a single sword, making her lose the relatives who loved him the most.

The change in the family made Zhang Ning grow up in an instant, and the previous arrogance and self-confidence were replaced by deep hatred.Zhang Ning's eyes became extraordinarily bright in the dark night.
"One day, I will give you back all the pain you blessed me with." Zhang Ning said fiercely.

After finishing speaking, Zhang Ning leaned forward slowly, and secretly said: "It's been so long, the voice at home has disappeared, so Yechen should have left."

"Ouch!" Zhang Ning suddenly felt a tingling pain in the sole of his foot. The shoeless foot seemed to be hurt by something underground.

Zhang Ning hurriedly raised her foot, holding the sole of her foot in her palm, but saw a black round object piercing the sole of the foot, piercing her flesh and blood, and staring at the sole of the foot.

Zhang Ning quickly pulled out the black object.

"Huh, is this a ring?" Looking at the culprit who pierced the sole of his foot in his hand, Zhang Ning was surprised to find that it was actually a ring. The ring was covered with dust, revealing a touch of emerald green. The flying bird is like the legendary fire bird phoenix. It was the wings of this bird that pierced the soles of Zhang Ning's feet.

"Why would someone leave the ring here?" Zhang Ning frowned, then sighed, and said, "This should be abandoned by the ancestors of my Zhang family, so it should be left as a memorial."

Zhang Ning wiped it vigorously with the corner of his dirty clothes. After wiping off the dirt, he revealed a beautiful ring that looked like wood but not wood, jade but not jade. Seeing the style of this ring, Zhang Ning Just a little fondle admiringly.

Suddenly, the whole ring glowed with a layer of white light. Zhang Ning was so frightened by the sudden change that he threw the ring out subconsciously.

The ring was emitting light while floating in the air, and then, a white light rushed towards it, and a white figure appeared in the white light.

This is an old man in a moon-white robe, with white clothes and white hair, looking at Zhang Ning kindly: "Son, thank you for waking me up."

"You, who are you?" Zhang Ning looked at the old man nervously.

"Me? I'm Hailinde. I've been in this storage ring for 300 years." The old man smiled softly, "If it wasn't for you, I would have been sleeping forever."

"Helinde!" Hearing the familiar name, Zhang Ning's heart was shocked, and he couldn't help saying: "300 years ago, there was an army of alien races in the sea that flowed up the Huainan River, and the entire Huainan County suffered heavy casualties. At that time, the hero Hailinde stepped forward and fought against the masters of the Sea Clan on the river, and finally died together. Are you really Hailinde, the venerable Hailinde?"

Thinking of the identity of this old man, Zhang Ning's blood boiled with excitement. This is a Martial Master, second only to the existence of Martial Emperor and Martial Saint, a powerful master that people look up to.

"Yes, I am that Helinde." The old man said, "Unfortunately, I am no longer the venerable, my body was destroyed, and I sealed my soul into my own ring, so I escaped the end of soul flying and annihilation , Moreover, I can only live in this storage ring now, and I cannot leave yet."

"Ah!" Zhang Ning looked at the old man and said sadly, "Can you just stay in the Firebird ring forever?"

"Firebird Ring?" The name is good, the old man said with a smile, "It doesn't matter, I am already satisfied to be able to breathe the air of this Martial God Continent. Child, are you willing to be my disciple?"

"Disciple? Can you accept me as a disciple?" At this moment, Zhang Ning's heart was filled with ecstasy, and he said in an unbelievable tone, "But you are a great venerable, how can you like me."

Hailinde proudly said: "I, Hailinde, accept disciples only based on my heart. Don't worry, under my careful teaching and the resources in the storage ring, I will definitely make you a new generation of masters."

"The disciple is willing to meet the master." Zhang Ning knelt in front of the old man, tears streaming down his face, and whispered softly, "Father, uncle, and elders, I finally see the hope of revenge. Rest in peace."

Then, Zhang Ning clenched his fists and said bitterly: "Yechen, no matter how talented you are, how can you compare to me who has been taught by a famous teacher, 30 years in Hedong and 30 years in Hexi, one day, I will make you regret it .”

"Child, don't let hatred take over your mind. Let's go, find a place first, and I'll teach you the exercises of the noble class." The old man said softly.

. . . . . .

Qin Muge's small bamboo building, originally a deserted bamboo building, is now crowded with countless young people.

In the past, even if there were people, Qin Muge was the focus, and an existence that everyone looked up to.

But now, Yang Zikun replaced Qin Muge and became the leader of these new students.

Wang Xun was lying on the chair with Erlang legs crossed, holding the dessert on the coffee table casually, and said casually: "It's boring, the small Jiangyin city can't even find a single opponent, and in the end it's just us fighting back and forth. The so-called student examination for a few days is enough to fool around, isn't it just to get into the quota there?"

A tall, beautiful woman with outstanding looks said: "Then give me your first names. When I return to the county, I will tell everyone that you have all been defeated by me."

Qin Muge put the teacup on the table, and said calmly: "If you want to talk about opponents, it's not like there are no opponents. I know that Jiangyin City has a genius."

Zhao Tong on the side said disdainfully: "Genius in Jiangyin City, haven't we beaten enough these days? Not interested."

(End of this chapter)