Who let him join the Sword Sect!

Chapter 364: Brother, you are fleeing for fear of punishment.

There is a magical instrument in the middle of the room. The shape of the magical instrument is strange.

It looks like some kind of eternal lamp, but it is unlikely to be an eternal lamp.

The instrument is divided into two parts, the upper and lower parts. Below is a heavy base with wave patterns engraved on it.

It is connected in the air, and a strange-looking box is floating above the base.

The box is irregular in shape and is covered with a layer of rust-like substance, making it difficult to see its true appearance.

From a distance, it looked like a strange-shaped reef. There were two "breaks" on this "reef", one at the front and one in the middle and back.

There is a small gap at the back, which is exquisitely crafted and seems to be a slot for something.

And at the damaged part of the front end, a small black tiger pattern was revealed.

The little old man Qiang Hou was leaning on a crutch and circling around the magic weapon, looking somewhat artificial.

"Good man, good man, this is it. I am an old man with limited knowledge and don't know what this thing is. Please take a look at what it is. If we activate it, can we leave here?"

He looks like a ruthless NPC on a mission, and his acting skills are poor, not as good as the professional staff in the Qianji Pavilion dungeon.

sorrow.

Zhang Ze did not reply, but controlled his golden elixir muscle monster to step forward and pat the bumper of the magic weapon.

An expression called "Fuck it" magically appeared on the funny face of the Jindan muscle man.

Zhang Ze didn't consider himself a learned man. Although this thing was covered with a layer of rust, he could still tell what it was at a glance.

This is a Thomas the Tank Engine.

Well, it’s the kind that you shake by inserting a coin.

Zhang Ze touched the coin slot of the train and looked at the rusted face with a gentle yet devilish smile. For a moment, his heart was filled with a sense of ecstasy.

Even if he used his butt to guess, he could guess that this thing must be related to him.

But, why does this thing appear here?

Zhang Ze's golden elixir muscled hands were dishonestly grasping the black tiger pattern on the side of the train's front.

This pattern looks familiar too.

Where have you seen this before?

"Let me think about it." Zhang Ze said perfunctorily to Qiang Hou.

Zhang Ze's real body stood in the corner, hidden under the dark and deep black autumn clothes, and began to think.

After a moment, he remembered the origin of the black tiger pattern.

His own coffin.

This time when he went out with his junior sister, Zhang Ze's first stop was to visit the place where he was born in this life, a sewer cave near the tomb of the founder of Longhu Mountain.

The first stop of this journey to the northern border was almost perfect, except for blowing up the ultimate cockroach nest and diverting the blame to all the twin-tailed girls to the tomb of the founder of Longhu Mountain.

Zhang Ze found two coffins, one of which once contained himself, and the other contained his initial equipment that he had completely forgotten.

They also found the body of the little monk who was crushed to death by his own coffin in his previous life.

And this black tiger pattern was printed on the lids of his two coffins.

The pattern of the lines is exactly the same as the anti-counterfeiting stamp on the little train in front of him.

Zhang Ze didn't care about this pattern at that time.

After all, the patterns on things like coffins are mostly for good luck, so just draw any awesome and auspicious pattern on it.

In Zhang Ze's eyes, the black tiger pattern had almost the same meaning as the peony flowers embroidered on the curtains.

Only Ali cared deeply about that thing and could not stop thinking about it.

Even after Dao Ye and his companions arrived in Longxu City, they took the rubbing of the pattern and went to inquire.

Of course, nothing came out of the question because the Taoist didn’t know him.

Zhang Ze pinched his chin, thinking that A'li might have guessed right this time. This black tiger pattern was indeed not simple.

But to be on the safe side, Zhang Ze decided to check it again.

He quietly withdrew his hand from the sleeve of his black autumn coat, then retracted his entire head into the coat, and finally reached down to grope.

Meeme, who was hanging on Zhang Ze's chest, saw Zhang Ze's actions and suddenly thought of some very obscene things. She began to struggle violently.

"Shh, don't move! I don't want to do what you want me to do. I'm touching the treasure bag." Zhang Ze whispered.

As the name suggests, the treasure bag can hold anything Zhang Ze considers to be a treasure.

For example, last year, the mooncakes made by the junior sister were half-eaten and Zhang Ze put them in the corner of the treasure bag, piled with throwing weapons such as the Thousand Machine Thunder Meteor Hammer.

Mooncakes are treasures, and so are coffins.

Zhang Zeyi pulled his hand out from under his body with great effort, and took out his coffin lid along with it.

With the appearance of the coffin lid, the autumn garment called the Night Demon Emperor Armor Lining was stretched to the extreme.

If the invisibility is removed, Zhang Ze now looks like a dark and deep swallow kite.

"Are you sick? What if you get discovered?" Meeme said in surprise.

"Don't worry too much, you have to believe in the strength of autumn clothes. As the saying goes, there is no limit to stretch and quality is visible. Give me an autumn clothes, I can hold the whole world.

"And don't worry, I've tested this thing. Even if two people wear one and exercise vigorously inside, it won't affect its power. We won't be discovered."

Baa, "?"

Mee Mee always felt like she had heard something very unclean.

Zhang Ze didn't care about Meeme's expression. While comforting Meeme, he compared the two black tiger patterns.

After careful identification, Zhang Ze found that the two were almost identical except for size.

Is this thing related to me too?
How about starting it and giving it a try?
Zhang Ze controlled the golden elixir muscular man. The five elements in the muscular man's hands rotated, and the golden energy gathered. Soon a round coin appeared in Zhang Ze's hand.

He measured the size and after making sure it was the same size as the coin slot, he put the coin in.

However, after a moment, the fake coin that was rubbed by the hand was ejected.

"Well, you don't eat counterfeit money?"

Zhang Ze, who was wearing autumn clothes, looked down at Mee Mee, "Mee Mee, do you have money?"

Meow Meow shook her head.

Zhang Ze opened the system again, "Tian, ​​send a task, borrow some coins."

The system didn't catch him.

Zhang Ze put his hand on the lid of his coffin, touching it from time to time, wondering where to get the money.

As he was thinking about it, he actually thought of it.

As the saying goes, the person who tied the bell must untie it, and the antidote is in his pocket.

"Hiss, could it be that thing?"

After his brain was clear, Zhang Ze closed the lid of his coffin, and then took out the coffin containing his initial equipment.

This coffin containing the initial equipment was most likely made by Zhang Ze, so it was filled with a lot of junk, just like his treasure bag.

Covered by a stretchy autumn coat, Zhang Ze held the coffin with one hand and gently reached to the bottom with the other, and soon he felt a coin.

The coin's face value and material were unknown. It was silver-white in color, with a "Shuai" character engraved on the front and another "Shuai" character engraved on the back.

Mee Mee looked at the coin in Zhang Ze's hand and asked curiously, "What is this?"

Zhang Ze, "The legendary Marshal Coin."

Meow, "."

Zhang Ze compared the coin slots on the Thomas rocking car and found that they were indeed the same size.

Although he didn't know what was going on, Zhang Ze was very confident in his wisdom and bravery.

Maybe this Yaoyao car is the ultimate weapon developed by himself in his previous life, and it contains a shocking secret left by himself.

The so-called rocking car is just an illusion.

Zhang Ze used the Golden Core Transfer Technique to deliver this Marshal Coin to his own Golden Core Muscle Man.

The Marshal Coin went into the hole, and Thomas emitted a dazzling light.

At this moment, the sobbing old man Qiang Hou jumped up, his figure turned into a stream of light, and jumped into Thomas's cabin.

Dust rose up, and the chaotic nameless dust formed an air barrier, pushing Zhang Ze's Jindan man away from Thomas.

Zhang Ze reacted quickly and took back his golden elixir.

Qiang Hou, who was sitting in the rocking car, seemed to have become a different person. His true appearance was half revealed, and his body suddenly expanded several times, turning into a human body with a tiger head.

White eyebrows and thin tiger.

"Hehehe, although I don't know which of those two old women you are working for, I still thank you for your stupidity. You thought you had tricked me, but in fact, I predicted your prediction. You have actually been lost in my Myriad Realms for a long time."

Qiang Hou's old face showed a ferocious look. His butt was only half stuffed in, with both legs outside. He sat on the rocking car with his legs stretched out and spoke to the air around him.

Without waiting for Zhang Ze to reply, Qiang Hou made hand gestures and raised his hands high, as if performing some kind of ritual.

"Ancestors, bless me, now that the strong and powerful have emerged,"

As Qiang Hou sang, the rust on Thomas the Tank Engine disappeared and the car began to rock slowly.

The call from ancient times came from Thomas' mouth.

"What's dad's dad's name?"

"Dad's dad is called grandpa?"

"."

There is no super ancient ultimate weapon, no secret from the past, only my father’s father is called Grandpa.

The scene suddenly became both noisy and quiet.

It was noisy because the sound of the rocking car was really annoying, and it was quiet because Zhang Ze and Qiang Hou were silent.

The viciousness in Qiang Hou's eyes was gradually replaced by confusion. The two-meter-three-meter-tall, white-browed, skinny tiger rocked and rocked along with the soothing rhythm of the rocking car.
For a moment I didn't know what to do.

Zhang Ze didn't say anything. Firstly, he was reflecting on himself, and secondly, he was thinking about what was wrong with this gentleman?
He is reflecting on his negligence.

It's not that he was unprepared, but he really didn't expect it.

Perhaps because the demon tribe was so cheerful and he had been hanging out with them for too long, Zhang Ze really didn't expect this gentleman to do this, and he was not mentally prepared at all.

He originally thought that this marquis was just like Old Tang, who had an idea but something went wrong during his practice, resulting in a useless clone.

He really didn't expect that this guy...he would compete with him for the rocking car?

And the two old women he mentioned should be Sister Wang and Sister Yu. Aren’t they on spring break?

Are they having a direct conflict? A labor dispute? Did they not receive their year-end bonus?

There is no way. If you ask Zhang Ze to think about the conflicts among the demons, he can only think of this.

If he thought more deeply, the big faces of Bai Tao, Meow Meow, and other demon friends would keep turning in front of him.

Could it be that……

Zhang Ze thought of another possibility.

Is this guy having rabies?

Maybe, Zhang Ze doesn’t understand.

Zhang Ze made a hushing gesture to Meeme and did not disturb Qiang Hou who was sitting in the rocking car thinking about life. He took two steps back and moved to a quiet corner.

First, check what the spell called the Realm of All Things is. He has never heard of it before.

After opening the system, Zhang Ze entered the skills exchange interface and began to search for the spell called the Realm of All Things.

Unfortunately, this technique seems to be a spell exclusive to the demon race, and it is not recorded in my system.

Zhang Ze looked down at Meeme.

Meeme took out her big book readily.

The autumn clothes are super stretchy and can accommodate a coffin, so naturally they can also accommodate a small book.

Because she had taken advantage of the old man's absence to get a lot of benefits, Meeme now has no shortage of points and is quite domineering when it comes to searching for things.

What is the Realm of All Things?

Meow Meow, who was ready to earn a lot of points, asked.

However, without the old thing, the automated system remained, and it was quite obedient. It didn't even charge any points before giving the answer.

[The Domain of All Things: A unique spell from the demon race's Wusheng Wanxiang Dao, capable of confusing the mind. Once an enemy enters this realm, a simple trick can be used to manipulate them into acting in accordance with one's will. Only the strong and powerful can practice this.]

"Turtle." The two of them exclaimed in admiration.

It's not about lamenting the magic of the Way of Nothingness, but about lamenting the system.

This white version system is so easy to use!
Faced with Meeme's straightforward system, Zhang Ze and Meeme looked at each other and had the same idea.

Otherwise, old thing, don’t come back?

Dismissing this impolite thought, Zhang Ze glanced at Qiang Hou and found that he was still rocking quietly in the rocking car, so he urged Meow Meow again.

"Look for something else. Ask the Great Book directly what secrets lie in the northern ice fields. Who am I? Where is this place?"

Meow Meow said "oh" and continued asking questions according to Zhang Ze's instructions.

However, because this matter was most likely due to the underlying logic of the system, the two did not get the answers they wanted this time.

There was only a blank response to them.

It's not completely blank. At least regarding the part about Zhang Ze, Dashu still gave a response.

Zhang Ze, a disciple of the Sword Sect, was the man who defeated the naked man at the Qinghe Conference.

Zhang Ze, "..."

While the two of them, relying on their invisibility to be invincible, were seeking off-field assistance, the Marquis over there remained silent.

Obviously, the simple rocking of the rocking car did not meet the Marquis's expectations.

He came here to do something important, to find out the secrets left by Baidi, not to play around.

It took me countless years of hard work to get this clue out of the two old women.

Taking advantage of the two old women sleeping, he had the opportunity to sneak in here, found the black tiger pattern left by the ancestors, and also met the ant with a fox smell (the smell of the glass ball).

The secret of Baidi is right before our eyes, and the revenge of our ancestors is about to be avenged...

So many happy things happening together should have been...

But why, why did it become like this?

The Marquis rocked his body back and forth to the rhythm of the rocking car and looked around.

Although he didn't know how the man hid himself, he knew that he had not left.

Qiang Hou muttered something to himself as he began to increase the power of the Realm of All Things. As he cast the spell, a vortex that was as solid as a substance gradually began to gather in the room.

Those whirlpools induce people's will and thinking.

If an ordinary person were here, he would have probably knelt down and committed suicide in front of the Marquis.

But Zhang Ze felt nothing.

The same goes for Meow Meow.

No feeling, no feeling at all.

Forget about trying to induce them to commit suicide, or even making them sleepy. The Marquis's invincible Myriad Realms, for some reason, became a mere spectacle before Zhang Ze and Mimi.

Relying on the elasticity of the autumn clothes, Zhang Ze and Mee Mee, who had been hiding, are now brewing tea around the stove inside.

While drinking tea, he tested the bottom line of MeeMee's white version system.

Mee Mee held the teacup and whispered, "No, aren't you panicking? He's a great demon after all, on the same level as your master. Isn't this a bit of respect for him?"

"That's very respectful. This is called remaining constant in the face of ever-changing circumstances." Zhang Ze took a sip of tea.

MeeMee was still a little panicked. "Although your Qiuyi is invincible in stealth, it's not protected against swords and knives. What if that old man strikes you with his sword? You'll be chopped into pieces in a matter of minutes."

"Don't be afraid, I have this."

As he spoke, Zhang Ze lifted up his clothes and introduced to Mimi the precious magical weapons on his body as if they were his treasures.

"This one was obtained by Ah Li from the giant turtle, Senior Zhuluo."

"This one was stolen by my master from my master's master, the Master of Zhengyi Pavilion."

"This one was given to me by my junior sister from my mother-in-law."

"."

After the introduction was complete, Zhang Ze poured a cup of tea for Meeme, signaling her to be patient and continue to see what else the gentleman could do.

After being caught off guard by the Marquis' sudden illness, Zhang Ze had calmed down.

He also had some guesses about the changes in this marquis.

Most of the demon tribes before Dong Qi were bloodthirsty and self-centered. These demon tribes were born with a disgusting smell that was integrated into their souls.

He had tasted this flavor many times in his past.

At this moment, as the skinny tiger in front of him cast a spell, he smelled that smell again.

He suspected that this marquis might have "reverted to his ancestral state" for some reason, but he didn't know the specific reason yet.

Zhang Ze stared at the Marquis who was muttering to himself on the rocking car, and began to think about how to capture him alive.

Regardless of the identity of this marquis, Zhang Ze felt that his symptoms were of great scientific research value.

During the long years after Dongqi, the demon clan underwent some kind of transformation and became the funny appearance they are today.

But whether it is ritual or education, no one can prove that this transformation is irreversible.

If the current Marquis's "reversion" were a sudden occurrence, it would be fine. However, if it was premeditated, or even contagious, it would become quite troublesome.

If things go wrong, there will definitely be another Northeast War, and then, like the previous one, disaster will spread to the entire four continents.
Zhang Ze felt that he should hand this marquis over to the big guys to deal with.

I, a half-born Nascent Soul, was trying to capture a little demon king who was about the same age as my master...

Well, it shouldn’t be difficult. There are always more solutions than problems.

Zhang Ze listened to the nursery rhymes coming from the rocking car and continued counting his cards.

"What's Mom's dad's name?"

"Mom's dad is called Grandpa."

The nursery rhymes were still being sung and Thomas was still rocking. Qiang Hou, who couldn't find Zhang Ze, felt like a clown at this moment.

He suddenly realized that he might have been tricked, and there was actually no secret in this secret glacier realm.

It seemed that the White Emperor had just thrown a piece of trash here that could sing nursery rhymes.

And those two old women disguised this garbage as a vital secret.

Then what are the plans I have made over the years?
Nothing more...

Qiang Hou gave up thinking.

No matter who the person who sneaked in was, whether it was the two old women's man or a tourist who accidentally came here, let them all be destroyed.

The demon race is destined to return to its original state and remove the shackles imposed on our shoulders by the White Emperor.

I shouldn't continue wasting time in this place.

Qiang Hou stood up from the rocking car, and a black skeleton shadow emerged from behind him.

This is a secret method passed down from their ancestor Qiang Liang, and it is an innate power that their lineage possesses. However, due to the shackles around their necks, many members of the Qiang clan don't even know about it.

Even though I knew the inside story, I couldn't tell the truth.

The great power left by our ancestors in this glacier has now turned into the shadow of a pigeon?

Fuck your shadow.

As Qiang Hou breathed, a black bone shadow tiger walked out from behind Qiang Hou. With every step the bone shadow tiger took, the surrounding atmosphere became heavier.

The surrounding glaciers began to tremble, as if the powerful shadow lurking in the glaciers was responding to his call.

The chaotic energy spread, and Qiang Hou found Zhang Ze.

It was Zhang Ze who showed up on his own initiative. He was holding a long sword, carrying a Mia on his shoulder, and there was golden light all around him.

He looked like he had the words "I am the Sword Master" written all over his face.

"Damn it, those bastards from the Sword Sect." Qiang Hou looked in the direction of Zhang Ze, pointed his finger, and the Bone Shadow Tiger behind him pounced towards Zhang Ze.

In order to keep it secret, he did not destroy this secret place, but concentrated his strength at one point, just wanting to kill quickly.

The surrounding glaciers were still shaking, even becoming more violent, as if the shadow of the powerful ancestor was cheering for his descendants.

Qiang Hou's bone shadow tiger passed through Zhang Ze's body and came out.

Then there is no more then.

Zhang Ze didn't even have a scratch on his skin, as if nothing had happened.

Qiang Hou, "."

Zhang Ze looked at Qiang Hou, "That's it?"

He didn't mean to be sarcastic, but asked the question sincerely.

Zhang Ze was a little suspicious for a moment, thinking that maybe this marquis was not suffering from atavism, but was really playing a joke on him?
This is actually a newly developed escape room venue by a certain demon tribe. They put on this show just to make it look more realistic?

Otherwise, what is going on?

However, no matter what Zhang Ze thought, Qiang Hou's magic spells rained down on him.

Then it disappeared without a trace like rain falling into water.

He was unscathed.

Zhang Ze took out a small stool and sat down, resting his chin on his hands, looking thoughtfully at the old and skinny tiger in front of him.

He thought of an outrageous possibility.

That is, all the spells cast by this powerful Mr. Hou have no effect on him.

Qiang Hou's bone shadow tiger moved back and forth in his body, but it was useless.

His other spells mysteriously disappeared into thin air before they came into contact with the sword formation around him.

It's like someone has given themselves magic immunity.

"How about you take a break? Come and have a cup of tea."

Zhang Ze took out his tea set again, placed it in front of him, and then really poured a cup for Qiang Hou.

Facing Zhang Ze's "provocation", the skinny and tiger-like Qiang Hou rushed over and slammed his face into the sword formation in front of Zhang Ze.

The tiger's eyes were erect and stared at Zhang Ze fiercely.

Zhang Ze always felt that this scene was somewhat familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before.

But this is not important, Zhang Ze is no longer the fledgling disciple of the Sword Sect.

He is now a mature disciple of the Sword Sect.

Instead of cursing, he looked calmly at the skinny tiger in front of him.

"What on earth do you want to do?"

While Zhang Ze was asking questions, the rocking car was still singing nursery rhymes.

"What's Mom's brother's name?"

"My mother's brother is called uncle"

"..."

When Qiang Hou heard the discordant sound, the veins on his forehead twitched. He glared at Zhang Ze fiercely, then turned around and slashed at the rocking car.

"Damn, I'm so annoyed!"

His Bone Shadow Tiger transformed into a sharp blade and slashed towards the face of the Tolas train, but it shattered at the moment of contact.

Thomas the Tank Engine was unharmed, still rocking and singing nursery rhymes.

The one who made the move was not Zhang Ze, but the shadow of the bully who had been lingering here, a glimpse of the powerful ancestor of the marquis.

Qiang Liang's shadow jumped out from the glacier and blocked the rocking car. Compared with his ancestor, Qiang Hou's skeletal shadow was like a cat.

The shadow of the bully growled silently. Instead of attacking Zhang Ze, it pounced on the offspring of the same clan.

Time almost stopped at that moment. Qiang Hou looked down and found a deep wound on his chest, with grayish-white air emanating from the wound.

When he looked up again, the shadow of the bully had opened his huge mouth and was about to swallow him.

He did not resist, but just stood there motionless. Before he was about to be completely swallowed by the shadow of the bully, he suddenly thought of something.

Qiang Hou turned to look at Zhang Ze, with only disbelief in his eyes.

"You are……"

Before he could finish his words, Qiang Hou was swallowed by the shadow of the strong man.

After Qiang Hou was swallowed, Qiang Liang's shadow turned around on the spot, then turned around and pounced on Zhang Ze.

This time it did not steal Zhang Ze's beads, nor did it hurt Zhang Ze, but instead directly drilled into Zhang Ze's body.

Neither the Sword Sect's magic formation nor the magic weapon on Zhang Ze's body were activated, as if the shadow of the strong man was originally a part of Zhang Ze.

Everything came and went quickly, and Zhang Zeren, holding the teacup, was still confused.

Is this the end? I didn't do anything, and this person is gone just like that?

Zhang Ze, who had originally planned to transform into Duobao Immortal and have a satisfying time spending money to defeat monsters of higher levels, felt a little disappointed.

He looked down at his chest and abdomen. There were no wounds, nothing.

"Did that thing really get into my body?" Zhang Ze turned his head and looked at Meeme and asked.

"Yeah, it seems like he went in." Mee Mee was also confused.

Zhang Ze muttered to himself and began to touch himself up and down. Finally, he closed his eyes and began to sense the changes in his body. After a moment, he frowned and took out his largest platinum pill.

At this time, the big white pill underwent a change, with black tiger stripes all over it, appearing to be natural.

The shadow of the strong man was integrated into the big white pill.

So, now this pill should be renamed White Tiger Pill?

But why?

I am a human, not a monster, right?

Zhang Ze's thoughts began to wander again, and he thought about the cartoons he had watched in his previous life.

Little Tiger returns home.

Meeme saw Zhang Ze was in a daze again, so she reached out and poked Zhang Ze.

Meow Meow, "Hey, don't be so proud, this is still a mess."

Zhang Ze, "What mess?"

Meow Meow counted on her fingers and said, "First, how are you going to explain to the demon tribe that their city lord suddenly died?"

Zhang Ze, "Just say it straight, I'm talking about him..."

Zhang Ze stopped talking halfway because he found that no one seemed to believe what he said.

Oh, go out and tell people that you came to the North for a trip and were caught by the local attractions when you passed by them.

Then he met the mayor of Prince City in a secret realm.

The city lord was actually a big bad guy. In the end, the city lord was killed by the tourist attraction because he wanted to dismantle the rocking car.

After that, this scenic spot now ran back to his body and merged with his golden elixir.

Let’s not talk about whether this matter can be explained clearly or not. Even if it is explained clearly, I guess only my junior sister will believe it.

My junior sister believes whatever I say.

Otherwise, should this matter be covered up like the cockroach incident at Mount Longhu?

Zhang Ze thought about it and finally shook his head.

He felt that this matter was too big to be covered up, and he had to tell it regardless of whether others believed it or not.

Moreover, due to the sudden attack of this powerful marquis, it seemed that there were more mysteries surrounding him.

What did I do in the North back then?

While Zhang Ze was lost in thought, Mee Mee was not idle either. She got down from Zhang Ze's shoulder and ran to the rocking car, thinking about how to stop it.

This thing is so loud.

But after searching for a while, Meeme stopped looking because she had already climbed into the cockpit and started rocking along with the rocking car.

Meeme is the perfect size now. She sits in the rocking car neither too loose nor too narrow, and she feels very comfortable rocking back and forth.

She felt that this thing was not as exciting as skydiving without protection, but it was unexpectedly fun and gave her a motherly feeling.

"Hey, hey, hey, hey..." Mee Mee was shaking and grinning foolishly.

Zhang Ze glanced at Mee Mee and thought that it might be good to have his memory erased and not remember anything. At least there wouldn't be all these messy things.

At this time, due to the disappearance of Qiangliang's shadow, this secret realm began to collapse. The gray-white color of the ice layer that blocked and covered it began to fade, and the secret realm turned into an ordinary ice cave.

Zhang Ze took out the small walnut and thought about reporting it to his junior sister, and then discussing with Bai Tao what to do about this matter.

But just as he turned on his phone, he received a call from his junior sister.

"Brother, where have you been? Why haven't you been seen for a month?" the younger sister asked, "Did you do something serious again?"

Zhang Ze was stunned when he heard this.

A month?

Let’s not talk about this for now. How did Junior Sister know that I had done something wrong again? Could it be that she had the ability to predict the future and could even predict something like this?

"Um...um." Zhang Ze stammered, "I did commit a minor offense, and I'm planning to turn myself in soon."

Junior Sister, "Wow, Senior Brother, you dare to turn yourself in? Since it's really you who did it, then you'd better run away quickly. I've already arranged an escape route for you. You..."

Zhang Ze suddenly realized that Chen Qin might not be telling him the same thing. "Junior sister, wait a moment. What's going on out there? What's with the extra month?"

"Don't you know you've been out of contact for a month? The North is in chaos right now.

"Half of the Great Wall in the North has collapsed, the Far North has been sealed off by the Aurora, and half of the demon cities in the north have become deserted.

"You did all this?"

Zhang Ze, "..."

Faced with the sudden super expansion, Zhang Ze scratched his head.

Where is the relaxing and pleasant journey to the north?
How did it become like this?
Compared with these things, the death of a mere city lord doesn't seem like a big deal.

Or should I just run away?
(End of this chapter)