Great Slaughter System

Zhang Nian took a dry cigarette bag and sat on a stone bench in the courtyard. He smiled and looked at Zhang Jiao, who was practicing the sword. He would give pointers from time to time.

"Da Bo, my father, why haven't he returned yet?"

Zhang Jiao wiped the sweat from her forehead and came to Zhang Nian to sit down and asked in confusion.

Where did Zhang Fu go, Zhang Nian did not know, Zhang Fu told him to go out to do something before going out last night, let him look after Zhang Jiao mother and daughter, saying that he would come back at least two or three days later.

"Oh, Jiaojiao, your father, he went to work, it is estimated that he will be back in a few days." Zhang Nian smiled.

"Oh, okay."

Zhang Jiao nodded, she was not very worried about her father's safety, Zhang Fu's strength she still knows, the masters of the late congenital, as long as they do not get rid of those big family sects, there should be no danger.

"For the uncle, I will show you something."

Zhang Jiao seems to think of something, jumped into the house, took out a piece of cloth wrapped and handed it to Zhang Nian.

Zhang Yan put down his cigarette bag and received his doubts.

"What is it? So mysterious?"

When Zhang opened the brocade in the year and saw the ancient book, the look dignified.

Ancient books have no name and are not complete. Only three or two pages are glued together. Other pages have been weathered. Among the remaining two or three pages, some are not so clear.

Zhang Nian handed the ancient books, turned and found a place with light, and looked up.

When Zhang Nian saw a small letter written in ancient Chinese, the look couldn't help but change.

Zhang Yan’s vigilant glanced around and repackaged the ancient books. Shen Sheng said: “Guangjiao, you honestly told your uncle, did your father leave after reading this ancient book?”

Zhang Jiao was suddenly serious and serious, but she nodded a bit, but she nodded. "Yes, this ancient book was obtained by his father three years ago. After getting the ancient books, his father always went out. The mother asked him, he also Did not say."

Zhang Nian had a bad feeling in his heart.

After reading the ancient books, Zhang Nian has probably guessed what Zhang Fugan has gone.

"Shen Jia"

Zhang Fu definitely went to Shenjia to steal the real dragon.

"Noisy!"

I thought of Zhang Nian here, I couldn’t help but yell.

Zhang Yan’s sudden screaming, shocked Zhang Jiao, “Da Bo, what happened to you?” Zhang Jiao asked carefully.

"Call!"

Zhang Nian gently eased his mind and said with a serious voice: "Jiaojiao, uncle now tells you something, you must obey, know?"

Zhang Jiao looked puzzled at Zhang Nian. Although she did not know how Zhang Nian suddenly became like this, she nodded and agreed.

"Golden, you are going to find your mother now, let her take you to your father's home for a while, when will I go to see you with your father, are you coming back, have you heard it?"

"What's wrong with the uncle?"

Zhang Jiao asked in confusion.

"Go ahead."

Zhang Nian shouted.

......

The sun is high, the sun is hot, and the whole earth is baked like a copper furnace. The heat is unbearable and the air is distorted.

The older generation of Zhangjiazhuang, sitting under the tree around Zhuangzi, enjoys the cold.

At this time, the road leading to Zhangjiazhuang was far from two figures.

An old man sitting under a tree by the side of the road, watching the people coming far away, was surprised.

Although Zhangjiazhuang did not break contact with the outside, but because of its remote location, very few people will pass through Zhangjiazhuang.

The last time I passed by was two years ago.

At this time, the other old people around him also saw the two people coming, and then surrounded them curiously.

As the two approached, the old people finally saw what they were like.

"Hey! Who is this?"

"Not a ghost?"

The old man who came around, when he saw the two people, couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief. If it wasn’t the bright afternoon of the sun, I’m afraid they would all be scared.

The man was wearing a black gold costume, and the whole body was shrouded in the darkness. The face was covered with a mask of the Rakshasa pattern. As the two walked, the mask seemed to be alive, facing the old people in front of Zhangjiazhuang. , weird and silent laughed.

The daring old man, pointing at the two men, said: "You.... are you human beings?"

The two did not speak, and the figure disappeared from the old people.

Before the old people reacted, the two appeared in front of them.

"噗!!!"

A head flew high and the two continued to walk toward Zhuangzi.

The old people seemed to be settled, and there was no movement. When the head fell, the old man spurted a **** mist.

"Speed ​​finds ancient books."

The two entered Zhuangzi, one of them said coldly.

Then the two separated, and they went looking for it from house to house.

As long as they are alive, both humans and livestock are killed by two people.

As time went by, the entire Zhuangzi was filled with **** breath.

"Ok?"

Just when Zhang Nian ordered Zhang Jiao to leave, Zhang Nian seemed to feel something, and his brow wrinkled.

A figure fell silently on the roof of the yard.

"Where do you want her to go?"

That figure, indifferent to look at Zhang Nian, said coldly.

"Not good, Jiao Jiao runs fast."

When he heard the sound, Zhang Nian was sweating, and he immediately picked up the cigarette bag and watched the figure in the darkness with vigilance.

Just then, another figure shrouded in the darkness, quietly appearing in front of the yard.

"Give me something in your hand."

The black shadow that appeared in front of the door, with Zhang Jiao, who was constantly struggling in his hands, said without any emotional fluctuations.

Seeing Zhang Jiao, who is constantly struggling in the hands of the man~www.wuxiahere.com~ Zhang Nian’s angry sorrow: "Who are you? Why are you killing innocent people? They are all hands-free. Ordinary people, do you still have humanity?"

"Give something to me."

Kim did not repeat it again, the strength in his hands continued to increase, and Zhang Jiao’s struggle was becoming more and more powerless.

"Well, I will give you, but you must let her go."

Zhang Nian compromised and threw the ancient books to the gold.

Kim had no time to reach out and took a look. After confirming that it was correct, he was in his arms.

Hey! A broken bone sounded.

Zhang Jiao slowly slipped from the gold palm of his hand to the ground.

Looking at Zhang Jiao, who was lying on the ground without a sound, Zhang Nian doubled a layer of blood red.

"You guys, give me death."

Zhang Nian screamed, and the cigarette bag in his hand slammed out, and the infinite murderous machine took out from the cigarette bag in Zhang Nian’s hand.

Hey! ! !

A cold light rose and Zhang’s cigarette bag broke instantly.

Just when the cigarette bag broke, suddenly, a cold light appeared, I saw a delicate short sword, suddenly appeared in the hands of Zhang Nian, the short sword just appeared, and instantly stung to the gold.

The gold under the mask is lifeless, the brow is slightly wrinkled, the toes are light, and the back is quickly retreated.

Fengshen legs have now become popular among Shen Lang’s men, as long as they are willing to learn.

Of course, Ximen Blowing Snow and others are just a reference, and they are integrated into their own body. Those who reach their realm have only words in their eyes, and martial arts have been useless to them.

Under the hands of Shen Lang, there are no people in Xianwujing, so everything can only be explored by themselves. What is the way ahead, no one knows.