Tomb Raiders: Evacuate the Bronze Door

Chapter 75 The most precious thing that my little brother took away from the dragon-patterned coffin (9 subscriptions)

The killing intent in Zhang Huan's eyes was as real as it was, and he stared at the people who were about to run over him.

If his eyes could kill, Zhou Fan's younger brother Wu Xie Fatty would have died hundreds of times.

Sitting cross-legged in the huge bamboo and rattan basket, Wu Xie showed a smile exclusive to the little boss of Wushanju, shook the bag of beef jerky in his hand to Zhang Huan, and said enthusiastically:

"Hi!"

Zhang Huan felt his breath being held in his throat, staggered on his feet, and exhaled two heavy breaths from his nostrils.

The fat man elbowed Wu Xie, winked and said:
"Innocent leather, real leather."

After all, the fat man deliberately put the amplifier near his mouth, and chewed the somersaulting spicy beef jerky.

Aiming at Zhang Huan, who was running wildly in front of them, until the cracks on his face overflowed with corpse water, and played it at the loudest.

The fat man opened another bottle of Coke and drank half of it, and said "Ha~ cool!" to Zhang Huan, urging him:
"Run fast! Where is the forbidden area where the treasure is hidden? Hurry up and lead the way."

Zhang Huan wished he could screw the fat man's head off right now.

So that's the case... because the four of them didn't know the way!That's why you hang behind me!
Damn!

Zhang Huan's gaze swept over the four of them, and he was not surprised to find out.

The little brother concentrated on eating and didn't even look at him. He didn't deliberately avoid looking at him, but looking at him was like looking at the air.

Zhang Huan's blood pressure suddenly rose again.

Zhou Fan opened several bags of snacks at the same time, and while eating, he kept shooting dark golden money darts at him.

The gray "steel needles" drilled out of the eyeballs in those "money eyes" have pierced his back with a dense layer of holes.

Although those holes are small, the injuries are also very slight.

But Zhang Huan discovered that the frequency of "stabbing him" was like a pear blossom needle in a rainstorm.

It was constantly being consumed, the atavistic unicorn golden blood that was not pure in his body.

Zhang Huan gritted his teeth, shit!I'm running like crazy to grab the baby!
And what about you little trash?Actually eating and drinking while sneak attacking my enjoyment?
hateful!Sure enough, those who mixed with Zhang Qiling didn't have a good thing!

Zhang Huan glanced at the bamboo forest that stretched along the river.

Inside those bamboos, there are more or less corpse residues or bones.

Zhang Huan reached out and poked his throat a few times, and spit out two red balls the size of eggs.

This is made up of countless crimson bugs entangled together.

Zhang Huan suddenly threw it towards the bamboo forest.

Swish.

The two worm balls shot out two chains respectively, and shot directly at the two bamboo poles at different positions in the front and back.

Those bugs bit each other's tails, looking like two long chains from a distance.

The worm chain wrapped around the bamboo pole like lightning, and the bamboo pole was pulled out in a thrilling arc.

With a twist of Zhang Huan's arm, he was directly carried away by himself.

The two worm chains swung out alternately, constantly pulling down the bamboo in front of the road, and then took him to shoot forward.

Zhang Huan took the time to turn his head and showed a meaningful and sinister smile to everyone.

Everyone's eyes meet, does he still have an arrangement to flip the cards?
The wings of the three green birds and the dead turtle emperor trembled slightly, and they carried the huge bamboo baskets and led the crowd across an arc in mid-air, and flew over right behind Zhang Huan.

After a moment.

boom.

Zhang Huan was sent flying by the last bamboo bullet.

He circled four times in mid-air, and flew into a huge open space covered by colorful mist.

Everyone rushed in at the same time.

The huge bamboo basket was scattered into bamboo leaves all over the place, and everyone came out from inside.

Looked around a bit.

This is a boulder square, and there are some old cracks on the ground left by the violent fighting.

There is a very thin layer of smoke around it, like a morning mist.

It's just that these smokes are almost transparent and colorful.

There is a tall platform in the middle of the giant stone square, and there are a lot of stone unicorns scattered around it.

In the innermost position, there is an empty large "chime" shelf.

There is only one hanging on it, a "huge bell-chime bell" formed by the condensation of countless moonlight pearls.

Colorful streamer, dazzling bright.

Light like moonlight circulates around this chime.

A kind of intoxicating light slowly spilled out towards the surroundings.

But when it bulged to those stone unicorn statues, it was reflected back by the impact.

The moonlight chime swayed silently and gently.

Wu Xie said in surprise:
"Could it be that the shape and function of the 'huge bell' formed by using the moonlight orb bred by different corpses will be different?"

"However, if it's a chime, it should be a complete set, right?"

The fat man smacked his lips and said:
"Innocent, if a giant corpse with a height of several meters comes over, isn't it holding this moonlight chime, just like us holding a hand bell?"

The little brother stared at him and said:

"The fog-winged smoke-bearded ghost-faced corpse moth shuttles back and forth at the top hole of the moonlight chime."

Zhou Fan touched his chin and said:

"That terrible 'Zhang Qiling' who was the first person to be washed in the bone cave to replace his whole body's bones, his skull seems to be inside this moonlight chime."

The little brother nodded solemnly.

Wu Xie and Fatty stared hard.

All I saw was the moonlight chime hanging from the hook of the bracket, and it was an extremely dreamy smoke like auspicious clouds.

These smokes were obviously brilliant and unusual, but the two of them subconsciously ignored them before.

Wu Xie pursed her lips, looked around and said nervously:

"Zhang Huan ran away and disappeared, he must be holding back the water."

The fat man rubbed his hands together and said:
"Don't care what bad fart he is holding, let's get the baby first and then deal with him."

"Anyway, we already know... Cough, walls have ears, let's go pick up the treasure first!"

A sneer with obvious mockery pierced through the fog in the distance.

Zhang Huan's eyes were fierce, and his body trembling slightly came over, sneered and said:

"What? Do you already know how to pick the treasure here?"

"It seems that some people are talking too much again. They should really pull out their tongues!"

Everyone saw that Zhang Huan's exposed face and hands were covered with many cracks like branches.

There was dirty blood spilling out of it.

Everyone was vigilant and temporarily stopped to pick up the treasure directly.

Zhou Fan's gaze stayed on the blood-soaked wooden sign that Zhang Huan was holding.

Zhou Fan frowned and said:
"That wooden sign was given to Pan Pan'er by Zhang Huan in order to establish a relationship with Huang He."

"It's just that within a few minutes, Zhang Huan stole it back again."

"It seems that he ran away just now, so he just used this small wooden sign to arrange some attacks."

The fat man hissed and said in a low voice:

"The wooden sign was stained with blood, and Zhang Huan's bastard was also bleeding like cracks in the wood."

"Although the ancestral unicorn golden blood in Zhang Huan's body is not pure."

"But according to Fat Lord, he must have arranged some kind of spell specifically for the ancestral unicorn golden blood."

Wu Xie asked anxiously and in a strange whisper:

"Fatty, why do you think that you are targeting the ancestral unicorn golden blood instead of targeting the younger brother?"

The fat man gave Wu Xie a very confident "I made a few guesses" look.

The younger brother looked solemnly, and said in a deep voice:
"The ancestral unicorn golden blood in my body is becoming agitated."

Everyone showed expressions of shock and anger.

Zhang Huan approached gradually, and he kept touching the wooden sign with his palm, and the gurgling blood poured into the wooden block along the palm of his hand.

The wooden block is like soap soaked in hot water, melting extremely fast.

Zhang Huan stopped in his tracks, looked at his brother carefully with an obvious sense of irony, and said with a sneer:

"Patriarch Zhang, there is really no need for you, let alone the right to 'ignore' me."

"I am definitely a 'very special' existence to you."

"Of course, to be honest, I'm still jealous of you, but the reasons are different from what you think."

"Because Patriarch Zhang, you are indeed a 'very special' existence to many people."

"As for the special law, if I don't say it, you probably won't be able to figure it out even if you think about death, hahaha."

Seeing that everyone seems to be disapproving.

An exaggerated laugh appeared on Zhang Huan's face, he stared at the little brother firmly, and said:
"Patriarch Zhang, do you still remember your master Zhang Jin?"

"Not long after you were born, when you were a real baby."

"At that time, the head of the Zhang family and many elders, especially your master Zhang Jin took the lead and put you in the most special 'dragon pattern coffin' of the Zhang family."

"Buried you in a very special dragon vein cave, and then dug you out, so that you can successfully pretend to be the '3000-year-old Holy Infant'."

"Several of you must know about this."

The fat man frowned and said:
"Let the fart go."

Wu Xie's face gradually turned pale, and he suddenly had an ominous premonition, and said:
"Zhang Huan, you were also buried in that dragon pattern coffin? What did you find?"

Zhou Fan thoughtfully said to Zhang Huan:

"Since you specifically mentioned Zhang Jin."

"I remember someone said before that Zhang Jin took some extremely important things from my little brother through the incident of 'true and false 3000-year-old Holy Infant'."

"The reason why Zhang Jin became my brother's master is actually a long-planned and far-reaching conspiracy."

"However, Zhang Jin died early, and all the Zhang family heads and elders who knew the details at that time also died."

"That incident was buried in the dust of history as a complete secret."

"What? Don't you know?"

Zhang Huan looked gloomy and proud, and looked at the little brother contemptuously. He looked at Zhou Fan and Wu Xie fat man playfully, and said with a grinning smile:

"It seems that you all care about Patriarch Zhang and are also full of curiosity about this matter."

"But if you want to know, let Patriarch Zhang ask me personally!"

"I can send you a piece of news. Do you think Zhang Jin is really dead?"

"Strictly speaking, 'Zhang Jin' is dead, but it's not 'Zhang Jin' who died, understand?"

"Patriarch Zhang is such a special person, how could a casual cat or dog be his master?"

"And you took the lead in organizing such an important event, the most vigorous "True and False 3000-year-old Holy Infant" drama in the Zhang family's thousands of years?"

"If patriarch Zhang knows who he trusted and relied on since childhood, and later pushed him into the abyss with his own hands, who is the master Zhang Jin?"

"Tsk tsk tsk, patriarch Zhang must cry to the point of collapse hahahaha, it's really exciting."

"As for other things... If Patriarch Zhang doesn't ask me, how can I enjoy the pleasure of rejecting him? Hahaha."

"Otherwise, you three little trash, kneel down to me, and I'll tell you that patriarch Zhang was banned by his master and took away something!"

Zhang Huan glanced excitedly, only the grape-sized wooden sign was left in his hand that had melted.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Huan swept the faces of the people with provocative eyes, and said with a sneer:

"It's time to test your sincere friendship."

"What? It's fine if Patriarch Zhang refuses to ask for help. He is that kind of virtue. To be honest, I'm not surprised at all."

"However, Zhou Fan, Wu Xie, Fatty, haven't you always expressed your desire to fight to the death with Patriarch Zhang?"

"Since there is no fear of death in battle, what's the point of just kneeling?"

"In other words, none of you are willing to kneel for Patriarch Zhang."

"How can you make Patriarch Zhang believe that you can advance and retreat with him, and die together? Hahahaha."

The little brother looked at Zhang Huan indifferently, and said to everyone:

"Those things are not important."

After all, the little brother shook the ancient black gold knife suddenly, and there was a thunderous sound of the knife.

Fatty Zhou Fan and Wu Xie's eyes met.

Hei Jin Gu Dao's usual blade sound is not like this, it seems that the idiot Zhang Huan has successfully angered the little brother.

It is estimated that this is Zhang Huan's highest achievement in his life.

Zhou Fan grasped the palm of his hand, and he held the Seven Star Longyuan Sword in his hand, and bright starlight lingered around it.

Wu Xie and Fatty also took out the weird bows and arrows and the weird drums at the same time, ready to fight desperately at any time.

The sarcasm at the corner of Zhang Huan's mouth became wider and wider. He shook his fingers and said:
"Don't worry, it's useless for you to be anxious."

"Although you are all shameless little trash, but I am a decent person, and I am willing to let you die to understand."

"ok I admit it."

"In fact, I just want to see Patriarch Zhang in grief in front of me, crying bitterly, kneeling down and begging me!"

sand!
Zhang Huan decisively tore his clothes into pieces.

He scratched his body with his fingers, and laughed loudly:
"In the past few decades, whenever I think that Patriarch Zhang didn't even know what was taken from him, I tremble with excitement!"

"No matter how inhumane pain I was going through at the time."

"As soon as I think of Patriarch Zhang as a 'born container', the noblest yet humblest thing, I'm so excited that I forget all the pain."

"What a precious thing Zhang Jin took away back then!"

"But Patriarch Zhang doesn't even know!"

"It's ironic."

Then Zhang Huan stared at Zhou Fan's seven-star Longyuan sword with jealous eyes, licked the corner of his mouth, and said:
"Your stuff is very nice, it will be mine soon!"

But at this time, no one has the energy to care about Zhang Huan's coveted Seven Star Dragon Yuan Sword.

Because their eyes were fixed on Zhang Huan's body, everyone felt their own blood rushing to the top of their heads.

Wu Xie was so angry that her face was pale, she clenched her fists tightly, and her eye circles were a little red.

Fatty's whole body trembled with anger and anger, and he couldn't stop panting heavily.

Zhou Fan's pupils shrank suddenly, and he stared fixedly at Zhang Huan's body.

He was still a little puzzled before, why Zhang Huan only had a unicorn tattoo that was scaled down on his cheek, which was very similar to his younger brother.

That would allow Zhang Huan to be buried in the "Dragon Pattern Coffin" just like his younger brother.

And to support him safely, he entered and exited the illusory bronze door in the meteorite mountain range under the Zhang family's ancient building, which was knocked open by the metamorphosis of the dragon vein spiritual cave.

As Zhang Huan is a weakened version of the little brother, the area of ​​the unicorn tattoo on his body is too small, and the concentration of those ancestral unicorn golden blood is far from enough.

But now, Zhou Fan finally knew why.

On Zhang Huan's body, a small tattoo of "Zhang Qiling·Little Brother" was tattooed on Zhang Huan's body by a weird tattoo artist.

This tattoo looks exactly the same as the younger brother's current appearance and body shape.

The "little brother in the tattoo" also has a unicorn tattoo that has been activated with "a golden leg".

This kind of progress is exactly the same as that of the little brother, which exceeded everyone's expectations.

The most creepy thing for everyone is.

They really felt from this "brother in the tattoo", the aura of the same origin as the real brother.

Fatty Zhou Fan Wu Xie can be sure.

What Zhang Huan clamored for was that what my brother’s master Zhang Jin took away from him, this “little brother with tattoos” was indeed a part stripped from my body.

At this time, the "little brother in the tattoo" was in a state of dying, and six square marks were scalded on his body like a branding iron.

Inside each imprint, there are vague, extremely complicated, and incomparably profound complex runes slowly turning.

Those ancient runes were blurred to the point that they might dissipate at any time.

But it also gives people the illusion that if you stare carefully, you may be able to see clearly.

However, just by looking at it from a distance, one can feel a terrifying aura emanating from it.

This breath is full of new life, but also full of a lot of meaning of destruction.

Desolate and ancient, decay and vitality coexist, destruction and hope have the same root.

But if you want to stare at the handwriting in those runes, you want to see what is carved in the seal.

But I found that I would get dizzy at a glance, and feel my head tingling like it would explode if I looked carefully.

Zhou Fan's soul power has been raised quite high, so there is nothing serious about it, but he still doesn't recognize any of the handwriting inside.

Wu Xie and Fatty closed their eyes vigorously and shook their heads.

The little brother firmly held the ancient black gold knife, and his heartbeat increased in an extremely rare way.

The blood in his whole body surged uncontrollably.

His breathing was messed up.

The little brother stared at Zhang Huan, the "himself" tattooed by the weird tattoo artist and the six strange brands.

The little brother was in a trance, and he recalled a fragment of memory that he had long forgotten to the depths of his mind.

That was a long, long time ago.

He was put into the most mysterious "Dragon Pattern Coffin" of the Zhang family.

There used to be a corpse in there.

When he was replaced into the dragon-patterned coffin, he passed by the corpse.

The corpse turned around and gave him a happy smile.

No matter what, the little brother couldn't see clearly the appearance of the corpse of the "real 3000-year-old Holy Infant" that existed in the distant memory.

Then there was severe pain... I don't know how long it took, the dragon-patterned coffin was opened again, and the dazzling light that shed tears shot down...

A cold light flashed across the pupils of the little brother.

He was born with the extraordinary ability of never forgetting, even the things he saw in the baby stage will be kept in the depths of his memory.

It's just that he has been "given by heaven" too many times in the past, and has been washed away countless times.

Many of my little brother's memories were broken into extremely small fragments and scattered into the "dark corners" of memory.

"Chirp!"

A crisp cry came from the top of my brother's head.

A piece of extremely fine blue and white ice shards fluttered along the top of the little brother's head and covered his whole body.

A sense of clarity in the Lingtai surged around him in an instant.

The little brother was slightly taken aback, and instantly broke away from the emotion that was affected by some demons just now.

Sanqingniao tilted her head and looked at Zhou Fan.

Zhou Fan laughed and said:

"never mind."

Sanqingniao jumped down from the top of the little brother's head in peace of mind, hovered in front of the little brother's face, and rolled his round eyes.

The little brother showed a smile, stretched out his hand and poked Sanqingniao lightly.

The three green birds fluttered and flew back to lie on top of Zhou Fan's head.

Zhou Fan helplessly grabbed the three blue birds again, put them on his shoulders, and squatted side by side with the corpse turtle emperor.

Zhang Huan almost went mad with jealousy.

What the hell is that broken bird!

That Zhou Fan is really the most damned!
With great difficulty, he took advantage of the inner demons that Patriarch Zhang himself could not resist, coupled with his ability to never forget, wanted to crush his Dao heart and lead him into a state of "besottedness".

In the end, it was lightly destroyed by that broken bird raised by Zhou Fan? !
Grass!Zhou Fan must die!

Zhang Huan bit his tongue hard, and barely restrained the urge to kill Zhou Fan first.

He had to get rid of Patriarch Zhang before he could get the real treasure fragment of the Zhang family.

As for Zhou Fan, Wu Xie and the fat guy, they are all garbage!That's all!

Zhang Huan pinched the coin-sized wooden token in his hand, stared at the little brother, pointed at the six branded squares with his finger, and said sarcastically:

"Patriarch Zhang, do you know what this is?"

"It seems that you should have recalled it just now. You were put into the dragon-patterned coffin back then, a little bit of memory, right?"

"But I know that your memory of this period must be incomplete, hehe, of course, half of the reason is that you have been 'given by heaven' all the year round, and your memory is always washed out."

"But the other half of the reason is that, in fact, you may be able to guess."

"People in the world say that our Zhang family members have the 'Faqiu Tianguan Seal', but it was destroyed a long time ago."

"Even Patriarch Zhang, you haven't issued Qiu Tian official seal."

"But to be honest, our Zhang family members don't look down on the very famous ones. The Heavenly Official's Blessing Seal belongs to the Faqiu Heavenly Official. This is not arrogant, and because..."

"It should have been 'Three Yuan Three Seals'."

"Corresponding to the Shangyuan Festival, the blessing seal of the heavenly official represents the 'reward' for the corpse."

"Corresponding to the Hungry Ghost Festival, the seal of forgiveness by local officials represents the 'judgment of punishment' for the corpse."

"Corresponding to the Xiayuan Festival, the water officer's seal of misfortune represents the 'copying' of the corpse."

"It's a pity that Shuiguan Xie Miyin was destroyed with all his strength just after he was born."

"Even the seal of forgiveness from the local officials was completely destroyed by those who affected the fish in the pond."

"There is only one standard equipment left in the eyes of ordinary people, Faqiu Zhonglang, the seal of blessing from the heavenly official."

"It's a pity that the Heavenly Official's Blessing Seal is the weakest of the 'Three Elements and Three Seals'."

"So, as a member of the Zhang family who has the unicorn golden blood that returns to the ancestors, they will naturally look down on the blessing seal of the day's official."

Fatty Wu Xie, Zhou Fan's younger brother, met their gazes, and they were surprised that Zhang Huan suddenly brought up this topic.

Could it be that the treasure that Zhang Huan wants to fight with the little brother is not just the moonlight chime and the fog-winged smoke-whiskered human-faced ghost-faced corpse moth?
There was a strange light in everyone's eyes, and their eyes once again focused on the "brother in the tattoo" on Zhang Huan's body, where there were six brand marks, like six sides of a seal.

There was a bright light in everyone's eyes.

Could it be that this Zhang Huan is a "piggy bank" of my brother?Come here now to redeem the prize for my little brother?

It seems that this change is to give the little brother a top-notch gift!

Everyone's eyes flashed wildly, and they quickly exchanged a set of "hard vegetables and fat sheep" coping plans.

They controlled their expressions, tried to maintain pure hatred and indignation, and continued to stare at Zhang Huan as low-key as possible.

See if you can hear and use something from his mouth again.

With a look of mixed jealousy and hatred, Zhang Huan said in a mocking tone:
"You three ignorant bumpkins probably don't understand the power of the land official's forgiveness seal and the water official's release of misfortune seal."

"After all, you have never even seen the blessing seal of the heavenly official. Of course, this is caused by the incompetence of the patriarch Zhang."

"But speaking of it, Patriarch Zhang should still have a little impression of Shui Guan Jie's seal."

"Because of the Zhang family's southeast and northwest, each of the five archives is in charge."

"When they take over, they all get a special tattoo on their hands."

"After their hands are cut off, a tattoo that is a weaker version of the 'Shuiguanjieyin' will be revealed."

"That shit can more or less have the function of a little water officer to relieve the seal of misfortune."

"However, even if it is such a small amount, the Zhang family, which has completely lost the land official's forgiveness seal and the water official's release of misfortune seal for thousands of years, has been in a long-lasting position."

"Unfortunately, the ancient Zhang family was once again ruined by the last head of the Zhang family, the patriarch Zhang."

Zhou Fan chuckled and said:

"Zhang Huan, do you mean that the 'little brother in the tattoo' on your body is the most precious thing that was stripped from the little brother back then?"

"According to this, someone has found the Zhang family's theoretically strongest treasure, the Shui Guan Xie Yin Yin."

"And this thing, it should be that the little brother is born with the ability to control it."

"It has been recorded in "Zuo Zhuan" that there are officials of the five elements who are worshiped as noble gods. It is called the five sacrifices of the community, the most honorable."

"Muzheng is Jumang, Huozheng is Zhurong, Jinzheng is Harvest, Waterzheng is Xuanming, and Earth is Houtu."

(Ru, pronunciation: into.)
"Dragon veins are water objects."

"The water officials are abandoned, so dragons are not born."

"That is to say, those who can control the Seal of Shui Guan Jie Mi, especially those who are born with such extraordinary abilities, can directly control the existence of dragon veins!"

"Wherever this kind of character is placed, it should be worshiped as an ancestor."

"That's a dragon's vein! A serious dragon's vein is not a few branches, nor is it a little bit of a dragon's vein or the 'acupuncture point' of the best corpse raising cave."

"I remember that there was also a record in the "History of the Song Dynasty", an incident about the person who manipulated the water official to solve the evil seal at that time."

"It is said that the water officials proposed to build a 360-mile embankment between En, Ji, Shen, and Ying. It will be completed in one month, and [-] men will be employed."

The little brother also showed obvious surprise and surprise.

Wu Xie gasped in horror, and said in shock:
"I rely on!"

"A person who controls the water officer's seal of misfortune, in order to adjust the direction of a dragon vein."

"Directly mobilized 8 people to serve in corvée, and built 360 miles of embankments? Will it be completed in one month?"

"There is no other word that can express my feelings more clearly than 'I rely on'."

The fat man slapped his thigh violently and said:

"Wait for the fat man, let me calculate the embankment for 360 miles, cough, 400 meters around the playground of the school, and run 450 six and a half laps in a row!"

"So, those people who played tricks on my brother back then, weren't they idiots?"

"Obviously, my little brother can control the seal of the water officer to solve the misfortune, that kind of awesome thing."

"Why did the scheming Zhang Jin become my brother's master and collude with others to detain one from my body, no, it should be six 'little brothers with tattoos'?"

"Part of it is still on Zhang Huan, your grandson."

"Isn't this fucking equivalent to dismantling an aircraft carrier and selling the scrap for 5 cents a catty?"

Wu Xie burst out laughing directly.

The atmosphere instantly turned in a weird direction.

In an instant, Zhang Huan's face changed from arrogant and full of sarcasm, to gloomy, twisted, and angry.

Zhang Huan gritted his teeth, took a breath through his nose, and said:
"That's because Patriarch Zhang is not worthy!"

"Although he was born with a precious treasure, he can manipulate the water official to release the seal of misfortune, but his morality is not worthy! Do you understand?"

The little brother stared at Zhang Huan, and said in a flat tone:

"Who was the first person in the dragon pattern coffin?"

Zhang Huan stared at the little brother with a look of contempt and shouted:
"You don't deserve to know!"

"Patriarch Zhang, you are just a substitute container for 'him'."

"So, that's why even if you are born with the ability to control the Water Officer's Seal of Misfortune, and grow up to be able to control the dragon's veins better in the future, you are still abandoned by everyone."

Zhou Fan's eyes moved slightly, and he said with a smile:

"It seems that you don't know either."

"However, since you are here to directly showdown with the little brother, it is obvious that the water officer's seal of undoing misfortune, or more precisely, a broken fragment of that seal is here."

The fat man hugged his arms and said:

"And relying on Zhang Huan's own strength, you grandson, there is no way to take away the fragments of Shuiguan Xie's seal."

"Even if you have the 'brother in the tattoo' on your body."

Wu Xie hissed, frowned and said:

"So Zhang Huan intends to kill or injure the little brother, and use it to fuse with the 'brother in the tattoo' on his body."

"In order to be sure to pick it up, the fragments of the water officer's solution to the seal of misfortune?"

"Where is that thing?"

Everyone's eyes met, and they looked at the little brother worriedly.

The little brother shook his head slightly to indicate that everyone was fine, then looked at the high platform in the distance, and said:

"It should be in the skull of the very unlucky and 'lucky' Zhang Qiling who was parasitized by the fog-winged smoke-bearded grimace corpse moth."

Zhang Huan smiled grimly, looked at the small piece of wood that had completely melted in his hand, and said:

"It's good that you guessed it."

"Fatty Zhou Fan, Wu Xie, and you three just watched helplessly as Patriarch Zhang was completely destroyed at the closest distance from his own things."

"What a wonderful and exciting process that would be!"

Zhang Huan pointed to the dying "brother in the tattoo" on his body, and said with a grinning grin:
"Why do you think the weird corpse stitcher tattooed this on me and five other people?"

"Because, when we were fighting to the death with Patriarch Zhang."

"As long as we are injured, we will use this thing to forcibly absorb the ancestral unicorn blood in Patriarch Zhang's body and use it to 'nurture' us! Hahahaha."

"Patriarch Zhang, are you surprised? Are you surprised?"

"In this way, how can you kill us? No, you can't even hurt us!"

"Because me and the other five people will suck your blood as long as they receive a little damage in your hands!"

Everyone was shocked. Although they thought that Zhang Huan might be bragging, the weird tattoo artist's methods were really mysterious.

No matter what tricks that person pulls out, no one will be surprised.

Wu Xie angrily reprimanded Zhang Huan:
"Whether what you said is true, we have to try to know."

"Don't think that if you say that, you won't be beaten. If you should be killed, you will be killed."

The fat man also pouted and said:

"Zhang Huan, are you a pure idiot?"

"Even if my little brother can't hit you, we still have three big living people and two top-notch foodies for off-court assistance."

"You're too happy."

Zhang Huan smiled ironically, without saying a word, he bit the tip of his tongue and sprayed out a large cloud of dirty blood.

His hands made countless complicated gestures like lightning.

Those bloodstains shot out towards the surroundings in an instant, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

bang.

Countless hideous logs dripping with blood exploded from the bottom of the stone square.

Directly surround the entire stone square into a "colosseum".

Zhang Huan sneered and said:
"Here, people who don't have the unicorn golden blood of returning to their ancestors in their bodies can't cause harm to me!"

"But Patriarch Zhang, the only one who has the ancestral unicorn blood, hits me, and I can suck his blood in turn!"

"I want to see, how do you fight me?!"

The eyes of the people meet.

Silently looked at Zhou Fan.

Zhou Fan nodded his eyebrows, chuckled, and said:
"I received a generous gift to beat you to death, Zhang Huan."

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