Iron Cross Fire

Seeing Zhang Jiao talking to himself with a scary look, Han Bing's heart was in his throat and he dared not breathe.

At this moment, Zhang Jiao looked Han Bing up and down: "Where is the girl who stabbed me with a sword? Who are you?"

Han Bing was stunned and confused: "Girl, what girl? I'm the only one here."

Is this man crazy?

At this time, Han Bing didn't know that the girl Zhang Jiao was talking about was Zhou Qin.

Hmm!

Seeing that Han Bing looked serious and didn't seem to be lying, Zhang Jiao frowned and looked at the long sword in her hand: "Okay, you said you have nothing to do with that girl, then why did you stand in front of me with a sword just now? Do you want to kill me?"

The voice was not loud, but it revealed an oppressive momentum.

"I..."

Han Bing's delicate body trembled, and she quickly shook her head: "Senior, you misunderstood, I just wanted to cut off the chains on your hands and feet, and then bury you properly..."

Hearing this, Zhang Jiao's eyes flickered, and then his face eased a lot, and he praised: "It turns out that I have wronged you. You are so kind at such a young age, it's really rare."

As he said, Zhang Jiao thought of Zhou Qin, gritted his teeth and sighed: "I didn't expect that they both have beautiful appearances, but one is as vicious as a scorpion and the other is as kind as water!"

Han Bing clearly felt that the evil spirit of the person in front of him had been restrained a lot, but he was still uneasy in his heart, and asked carefully: "Senior, you... who are you?"

"Haha..."

Zhang Jiao laughed loudly, his expression revealed a bit of desolation and loneliness: "I am a person forgotten by the world, girl, have you heard of Zhang Jiao, the commander of the heaven?"

Zhang Jiao?

Hearing this, Han Bing tilted his head to think, very confused. Who is Zhang Jiao? There seems to be no such person in the world.

After all, Han Bing was still young and had limited knowledge of history, so he didn't know Zhang Jue.

"I've never heard of this name!" Han Bing was straightforward and bowed to Zhang Jue, feeling very embarrassed: "I am ignorant, please forgive me!"

Uh...

Zhang Jue's expression froze, and he was very embarrassed.

The next second, Zhang Jue smiled and waved to Han Bing: "The girl is kind-hearted, how can I blame you, come on, please continue to help me cut the chain."

When he said this, Zhang Jue looked amiable, but his eyes flashed a bit of coldness.

Han Bing didn't notice the danger, nodded, and walked over slowly.

Buzz!

When he was almost there, suddenly, a strong internal force burst out from Zhang Jue, and this internal force formed a strong suction force, which directly enveloped Han Bing.

All this happened too fast, Han Bing had no time to react, and this force was too strong, with Han Bing's strength, she was completely unable to resist.

Han Bing exclaimed, and her body was involuntarily dragged to Zhang Jiao's side by this force.

Just when Han Bing was about to struggle, she felt a pair of big hands tightly pinching her neck. Zhang Jiao smiled at the corners of his mouth, and the hand pinching her neck became more and more powerful!

In an instant, Han Bing felt difficulty breathing, and her delicate face was extremely red!

"Girl, don't think that you are pretending to be very similar, and I was deceived by you." Zhang Jiao's face was full of ferocity, and he said coldly: "You and the girl who stabbed me with a sword before are in the same group, right? Don't try to deceive me, because the internal skills you practice are the same."

After being deceived by Zhou Qin last time, Zhang Jiao became extremely cautious.

The moment he saw Han Bing, Zhang Jiao clearly felt that the internal skills that Han Bing practiced were the same as Zhou Qin's, which were both feminine and only practiced by women.

Zhang Jiao didn't know that Han Bing and Zhou Qin were both from the Emei Sect, so their internal skills were naturally the same, but he concluded that Han Bing in front of him was sent by Zhou Qin.

"Senior..."

Han Bing was almost dead, and wanted to struggle, but he had no strength at all, so he could only say weakly: "You misunderstood, I am really alone, and I don't know who the girl you are talking about is..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Zhang Jiao.

"Don't be so hypocritical." Zhang Jiao gritted his teeth and said: "If you are not in the same group, why do you have the same internal skills? Tell me, where is that vicious girl hiding? Is she waiting for the opportunity in the dark?"

When he said the last sentence, Zhang Jiao shouted frantically, almost losing his mind!

It was loud!

At the same time, Zhang Jiao's hands were getting tighter and tighter.

Han Bing was completely out of breath and shouted anxiously: "Senior...Senior, is the person you are talking about also from the Emei Sect? What does she look like, senior...can you describe it? Maybe I can help you find her!"

When saying this, Han Bing's eyes were full of urgency, and his heart was even more tearful.

Huh! ŴŴŴ.

Seeing that Han Bing's expression did not seem to be pretended, Zhang Jiao took a deep breath, his eyes flashing with endless resentment, and said coldly: "That girl is very beautiful, older than you, with willow-shaped eyebrows..."

In the next few dozen seconds, Zhang Jiao described Zhou Qin's appearance in detail.

This....

After hearing this, Han Bing's delicate body trembled, staring at Zhang Jiao tightly, and the whole person was stunned.

The girl he was talking about was actually Zhou Qin?

Seeing Han Bing's expression, Zhang Jiao sneered: "How is it? You and that hateful girl, know each other!"

"Know!" Han Bing bit her lips tightly and nodded.

Zhou Qin robbed her mother of being the head of the Emei Sect, and also designed to capture her mother and daughter and imprison them in a dungeon. These grudges will never be forgotten by Zhou Qin for the rest of his life.

So, how could he not know her?

Thinking about it, Han Bing asked curiously: "Senior, the female doll you are talking about is called Zhou Qin. What grudge does she have with you?"

"What grudge?"

The corners of Zhang Jue's mouth curled up, showing a bit of coldness, and he said fiercely: "The grudge between me and this Zhou Qin will never end. This vicious female doll has personally promised that as long as I pass on her immortal scripture, Just help me get out of here, but after I passed the skills to her, she stabbed me and wanted to kill me."

As he spoke, Zhang Jiao's tone was extremely cold: "Such a cruel and ruthless girl, if I don't kill her, I can't vent my hatred. Since you know her, go to the underworld to report for her first!"

After finishing the last sentence, Zhang Jiao clenched his hands into claws and suddenly exploded with internal energy.

Seeing his neck being severed, Han Bing was horrified and exclaimed: "Senior, you have misunderstood. Although Zhou Qin and I know each other, we are not friends. Like you, she and I also have a blood feud..."

When he said this, Han Bingxiang was dripping with sweat and his legs were weak.

Um?

Hearing this, Zhang Jiao was stunned for a moment, but did not let go of his hand. He sneered: "Since there is a blood feud, why do you want to practice the same internal energy technique? My guess is good, you are the sisters of the same sect, right?"

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