Cultivating Billionaire

"Well, you don't speak. You're stubborn. You deserve to be the famous loser? Are you worthy of robbing women with me? Do you believe that I can make you worse than a dog now Wang an pointed to Zhang Zheng's nose and scolded fiercely, his eyes full of warnings.

"Ouch, don't be angry. Don't be wise with him. I can't let someone drive him out because he ruined today's good day!" Liu's face was full of laughter, and at the same time quickly motioned for those servants to tell Zhao Wenhao to drive out.

Three or four people were stunned and did not promote Zhang Zheng. A terrible and frightening murderous spirit swept the whole yard, accompanied by Zhang Zheng's voice: "Xueer, where are the people?"

"You son of a bitch? And his face yelling at us? " Liu was frightened by Zhang Zheng's sudden voice and sat on the ground. Then she stood up and rushed to Zhang Zheng, shouting desperately.

"Bang!"

Liu's body flew upside down and smashed it on the wall. The wall in the yard, which was used as a screen, broke apart.

"You, you unexpectedly..." Qin Tiansheng trembled and pointed to Zhang Zheng, gasping heavily. A mouthful of old blood gushed out, and the whole person fell to the ground like a sponge.

"You son of a bitch, you don't really think nobody can cure you, do you?" Wang An was so angry that he waved his hand, "go on, who can kill this dog and reward 100000 taels of silver!"

Zhang Zheng has a severe headache. Where is this? Before he had time to think about it, he saw the long knife flying from the side of his body. Zhang Zheng fell back and gently avoided it. Then he patted the sword on the head of the guard with the knife. Bang, the man's head burst like a rotten watermelon.

Just when Zhang Zheng tried to teach Wang an a lesson, the whole world was broken again. Zhang Zheng's body flew into the sky involuntarily. For a time, the sky broke and the whole person lost the ability to control his body.

Zhang zhengyouyou opens his eyes and presents himself with a beautiful face. However, it seems that the dandruff is high and cold, and the fragrance is like orchid, which makes Zhang Zheng feel relaxed and happy.

Zhang Zheng had a headache and was struggling to sit up. Unexpectedly, he was pressed down by his thin hands.

"Are you awake? You should have a good rest. The master of sword Hall said that you were in a coma because you consumed too much mental energy! " The clear and pleasant voice of duoqin came from the side, and the words revealed concern.

Zhang Zheng suddenly realized that what he had just done was just a dream. At the thought of this, Zhang Zheng's cold sweat kept coming out.

At this time, Zhang Zheng saw duoqin's eyes staring at himself. He immediately turned Zhang Zheng's face red and asked, "cough, elder martial sister, do you dare to ask me if there are only flowers on my face? Are you staring at me like this

"Mm-hmm, there is no flower. I want to ask you something!" Duoqin looks at Zhang Zheng with a smile, but this smile makes Zhang Zheng feel a little cold.

"Sister duoqin, just ask!" Zhang Zheng swallowed a mouthful of saliva and felt something bad.

"Mm-hmm, you have been shouting a name called Qin Feixue when you are asleep. I don't know who that person is?"

Zhang Zheng felt a cold sweat in his heart. He scratched his head with his hand. He coughed and said, "this, this is a friend of mine before..."

"Oh, Mr. Zhang is really a man who does not waste his youth. There are Qin Fei in front of him and Wan'er and four princesses after snow. Tut Tut, I can't believe that you are so popular with women!" Duoqin tut said.

Zhang Zheng felt that after playing, he always felt that duoqin in front of him seemed to be... Jealous. Just when Zhang Zheng didn't know what to say, he saw song Zheng coming by, and his face was very happy.

"Elder martial brother song, you are coming! Just in time. I have something to ask you! "

"Hey, younger martial brother Zhang, you wake up. Thanks to you this time, or we will all die there!" Song Zheng said with a smile that the wound on his body seems to be almost good.

"Hum!" Hum, it's too cold to pay attention to.

Zhang Zheng stood up with the help of song Zheng. When he looked around, he could not help saying, "where are we going? Isn't it going to Wanhua temple? "

"Yes, Mr. Zhang. I'm going to Wanhua temple." Song Zheng said with a bitter smile.

"Why should we go to Wanhua temple? There are not many people who can fight now? Is it not clear to die? " Zhang Zheng asked suspiciously and then looked around the deck.

Si Tu Haoran's right hand was obviously broken, and there was no chance to fight again. He sat in the same high-strength and decadent manner, closely linked with Du Xiaoguang and kept a long distance with Zhang Zheng. Shen cangsheng on one side is wrapped in bandages. He hasn't regained consciousness until now. It seems that he has no fighting power when he arrives at Wanhua temple.

"Master of sword hall, I think it's better for us to go back. If we go on like this, I'm afraid it won't do us any good!" Zhang Zheng yelled at the cockpit and spoke out the voice of most people."I can't go back. The original road has been sealed off by those traitors. The evil three of the corpse driving cult has not died. The remnant Party of the corpse driving sect and the leader of Jiulongshan who quickly withdrew back are chasing after him. If I go back now, I'm afraid there is no life left!" From the cockpit came the helpless voice of the master of sword hall.

"What about the nine day battle in Longshan?" Zhang Zheng was eager to know the result of that day. After all, the demon God in the Vientiane realm was called back by himself.

Duoqin whispered: "the Jiulong mountains have been completely destroyed. The aftermath of the battle has attracted all the strong people around. Now they are all looking for the person who called out the demon God. In the end, the sword old man and the demon God died together. The Jiulong Mountain range was completely destroyed. Before the sword old man died, he released your portrait. Now you can be regarded as the enemy!"

Zhang Zheng couldn't help laughing bitterly when he thought about it. Sure enough, he would be chased and beaten by a group of people wherever he went. It seems that this time, when it comes to the critical moment, he must call for an Su Su Su to come.

"It's not sure there will be a chance of life when you go to Wanhua temple. After all, there are many troops in southern Xinjiang, which should be able to stop the people of Jiulongshan and chushijiao. As for those who come after you, don't worry. No decent sect will believe in Jiulongshan and Qushi cult. You can be relieved. President ye must have heard the news, and he will come soon!" The master of sword hall came out of the cockpit and gave the panic stricken people a tranquilizer.

Zhang Zheng found that at this time, the breath of the sword hall leader was also a little weak. The white long shirt was stained with blood, so he must have suffered a lot of internal injuries during the duel with the sword old man.