Chapter 999

after Zhang Xing and Ruan Mei entered the Chui fort, they watched many people rush to the west of the city.

When I inquired about the passers-by, I learned that it was the old man of the Zheng family who had celebrated his 280 year old birthday.

A street in the west of the city is full of banquets, no matter who it is, as long as they go there, they can have a big meal.

However, most of the humble people go to see the fun, and they dare not eat.

"Zhang Xing, let's go and eat, just to save a meal."

Ruan Mei eyes a bright, excited way.

Zhang Xing nodded and went to have a look. The killer group must have intelligence stations in every empire.

When they follow the crowd to the west of the city, suddenly, there is a chaotic sound ahead.

Pedestrians on the street dodged to both sides, followed by a shadow of people flying out.

He fell at Zhang Xing's feet with a slap.

At the same time, a bronze medal the size of a palm fell from the man's hand.

Zhang Xing's eyes congealed and lifted his hand to draw the bronze medal.

"To Give it to me

Hearing the sound, Zhang Xing looked down.

The old man on the ground had white hair, no trace of blood on his face, his voice was weak, and his clothes on his back had two obvious palm prints.

This old man is a loyal uncle.

"Is this bronze medal yours?" Zhang Xing asked.

"It's my master, the master of the Zheng family. He was framed by a traitor and died. He entrusted me to go to Shuangfu Empire to find Dongfang Zhaoyang."

"But now it seems that I can't fulfill my master's last wish. I feel sorry for my master!"

"I can't find my master's friend to avenge him!"

Zhongbo is full of sadness and weakly answers Zhang Xing's question.

He didn't know why. The voice of the young man in front of him seemed to have magic power. He could not help saying what he wanted to say in his heart.

Zhang Xing looks at the bronze medal in his hand. Although it is not the same material as the token given to him by brother Zhaoyang, the pattern on it is the same.

So he asked.

Brother Zhaoyang said that he had few friends when he was young, and there was a surname of Zheng in the neighboring jujubao.

"Is your master Zheng Haisheng?" 33 Novels www.33xs.cc

Zhang Xing asked.

"Yes..."

Zhong Bo said this, but he didn't come up, and his face was red.

Zhang Xingyi sees, if do not cure quickly, be afraid to be about to die.

Since you are a friend of Zhaoyang elder brother, help me.

He raised his hand to play a healing magic of light.

After three breaths, Zhongbo coughed twice, his breath returned to normal, and his body's injury was much better.

He opened his eyes slowly.

There was a beautiful young man with a bronze medal handed to him by his master.

He vaguely remembered what he had said to the young man, but he could not remember the content.

I only remember that the master rushed to fight with the two masters, but he was poisoned too much and was killed in one round.

He wanted to go all out, but he knew that he had only four-star battle Zun cultivation. He died in vain.

So he turned and ran away. Unfortunately, it was a little late.

The two masters, like playing with mice, followed from behind.

As soon as he runs away, he punches from the back.

With one breath, he persisted until now, thinking that he would die.

But it was like a dream.

"Your master's name is Zheng Haisheng, isn't he?"

Zhang Xing asked again.

Zhong Bo nodded, stood up from the ground and said, "yes, are you?"

"I'm a friend of brother Zhaoyang." Zhang Xingdao.

"Your name is Zhang?" Zhong Bo's body was shocked, and suddenly widened his eyes and asked in a hurry.

"Do you know me?" Zhang Xing was surprised.

"Yes Oh, no, I don't know. I heard the host talk about you

Zhongbo was a little flustered and nervous.