One person: Playing the role of king, power and wealth, Sister Baoer confesses her love

Chapter 5 The Tomb of Zhang Xilin, a great grandson in the new era
Without waiting for Lu Liang on the side to react, Xia He quickly got on the red motorcycle on the side.

The exhaust was released, the sound was fierce, and the locomotive quickly rushed outside the warehouse.

Lu Liang was not stupid to make Xia He react like this, and immediately ran outside the warehouse.

When he encountered danger, Xia He didn't warn him or run away with him.

Lu Liang was not angry or surprised about this.

This is totality.

The moment Lu Liang raised his feet, a golden light illuminated his glasses.

The golden sword struck straight down.

Lu Liang's frail figure looked like an ant in front of the sword.

boom!
The warehouse split in half.

The huge warehouse collapsed in an instant.

The joint struck by the long sword left extremely sharp cuts.

Lu Liang didn't dare to move the whole time, and his legs were still trembling slightly.

A drop of cold sweat fell, Lu Liang's throat rolled, and he finally took a breath.

"It's terrifying!"

When the golden sword fell, the surrounding air dissipated in an instant.

At this moment, he felt suffocated.

At that time, there was only one word in my mind.

dead!
I have never experienced the power of that sword in my life, and I am afraid it can even compare to the older generation of strangers.

He held on to his weak feet and walked outside the warehouse.

Outside the warehouse, Xia He was wearing shorts and a pink T-shirt that couldn't cover her figure, so she just sat on the motorcycle.

She looked straight in one direction.

Until Lu Liang came to his side, Xia Heying opened her lips lightly and asked.

"That person... who is it?"

Lu Liang also looked at it.

The figure has been blurred and is disappearing, and the details cannot be seen clearly with the naked eye.

The only thing that can be known is that he holds a sword in his hand.

"Sister Xia He, I don't seem to have seen this person before."

Xia He nodded without much surprise, even she didn't notice anything.

Such strength, but I don't know it.

This is rare in the alien world.

Turning his head to look at the abandoned warehouse, Xia He felt a little frightened.

If she hadn't discovered it earlier, she might have died if she fell with the sword.

"Strong!"

Although it was just two words, Lu Liang could feel the weight.

There are probably not many people in the alien world who can make Xia He give such an evaluation.

Lu Liang pushed up his glasses and smiled bitterly.

"The warehouse is gone, we have to choose a new place!"

Xia He sat back on the motorcycle and put on his helmet.

"Isn't that what the other party's purpose is? I'm a little curious about him."

The sound wave came out, and Xia He flew away in the dust.

Lu Liang was stunned for a while, and finally took out his mobile phone and sent a message to the black avatar.

[Be careful on this trip, if you encounter someone with a sword, run away quickly!Remember, never look back and take pictures! 】

For some reason, he felt that it was necessary to send this news.

Even though the two may not be related.

……

"It's a pity it's off track."

Wang Fugui couldn't help but sigh as he walked on the road.

I have just mastered this power and am not yet proficient in it.

Otherwise, Xia He couldn't tell for sure, but Lu Liang would definitely explain it here.

Looking at the Royal Sword in his hand, he loved it even more.

That blow just now couldn't be executed with just 25 levels of cultivation.

Its power is so great, most of it comes from the bonus of the Royal Sword.

With the King Quan Sword in hand, I felt somewhat confident.

Finding Uncle Liu, Wang Fugui sat back in the car.

"Brother Wang, what the hell was that explosion just now? Are you here to do the explosion?"

Zhang Chulan came over and asked him hurriedly.There was a lot of movement before, but he didn't see what exactly happened!
Wang Fugui shrugged and looked at Zhang Chulan helplessly.

"What did I say before?"

"Talk less, do more, and be a great person in the new era!"

"Okay!" Zhang Chulan grinned and simply sat down.

Pamme bypassed the mountain road and drove straight.

About half a day later, in the afternoon, the car stopped in a small town.

"This is our town, Brother Wang, how do you feel?" Pointing to the scenery outside the window, Zhang Chulan smiled.

Wang Fugui nodded with appreciation, "Not bad, quite retro."

According to Zhang Chulan's guidance, the car drove along and stopped at a cemetery.

As soon as the two got out of the car, they smelled the smell of cigarette paper.

It is the Qingming Festival, and many people are sweeping graves. It is normal to burn some paper money.

As soon as he got off the car, Zhang Chulan was in a very low mood.

After scanning for a week, he walked towards one place accurately.

Wang Fugui also walked over.

When he came to a tombstone, Wang Fugui was quickly attracted by the words on it.

The tomb of Zhang Xilin.

He was familiar with the plot of his previous life and knew that this was the grave of Grandpa Zhang Chulan.

The only difference with the tomb is that there is a deep pit behind the tombstone, and the coffin inside has disappeared.

Zhang Chulan stood in the cold wind, his expression a little desolate for a moment.

After a long time, he smiled bitterly and knelt down in front of the tombstone.

I didn't know where to take out the incense, lit it and worshiped it.

"Grandpa, my grandson is here to see you. I didn't expect that you would be like this after not seeing him for a year."

"Maybe... this is destiny!"

"It's not that your grandson doesn't want to find you back, it's just that your grandson has the will but not the strength!"

Wang Fugui, who was listening on one side, couldn't help but grin.

How could he not understand Zhang Chulan's thoughts?

What is there about lack of mental strength? To put it simply, it is just cowardice!
Seeing Zhang Chulan say this with tears and runny noses, Wang Fugui really wanted to kick him.

It's over, Zhang Chulan wiped his nose and said to Wang Fugui.

"Okay, let's go back to school!"

Wang Fugui was stunned, "Are you going back now?"

This statement made Zhang Chulan stunned and asked, "What else?"

Turning to look at Zhang Xilin's tombstone, Wang Fugui showed some sympathy.

"You are so lucky to have such a great grandson!"

As if remembering something, Zhang Chulan asked suspiciously.

"Brother Wang, what are you doing here?"

Hearing this, Wang Fugui patted Zhang Chulan on the shoulder meaningfully.

"The police have surrounded the entire mountain and the tomb robbers can't escape."

"Chu Lan, here's your chance to fulfill your filial piety."

Zhang Chulan exclaimed in surprise, "When will this happen? What a troublesome policeman! Brother Wang, please send someone back quickly!"

Wang Fugui smiled and shook his head, "It doesn't matter, filial piety is important. I will ask my father to donate to a charity when the time comes."

"What an evil capital!" Zhang Chulan was speechless for a moment and didn't know what to say.

The reason why Wang Fugui came here was to ask Zhang Chulan to fulfill his filial piety, so he naturally had his own plans.

The current Yiqi Dao Alliance is in a state of extreme shortage of people.

And here, there is a suitable candidate.

That's why he came with Zhang Chulan.

Asking Zhang Chulan to catch the tomb robbers, he also asked him to help him find someone.

When Pamela arrived, Uncle Liu unfolded a table and placed the sofa.

On the table, red wine, snacks and fruits.

After receiving the sunglasses from Uncle Liu, Wang Fugui lay lazily on the sofa.

"I'll wait for you here. Go catch the thief quickly."

Zhang Chulan looked at him with a strange expression.

"Brother Wang, what do you mean...are you waiting for me here?"

"Are you just lying here? Don't you want to go with us?"

"Emotions have faded?"

(End of this chapter)