Zhang Huaiyuan's eyes narrowed and his heart sank at the same time. Seeing Zhu Kuang's pretentious look, he could almost predict his own end. He was completely confused, like a dull gourd, in a mess, and he didn't know what kind of evil things he had done to Zhu Kuang, so that Zhu Kuang was able to show such a shameful and angry look.
Because even if he looked at Zhu Kuang's appearance, he felt that he had been greatly wronged.
In Zhang Huaiyuan's mind, he thought about it again and again, but in the end he never remembered which one of his actions was worthy of Zhu Kuang's doing.
In any case, whether things happened or not, at this time, no longer seems very important. The level of Zhu Kuang's performance is the weight that determines Zhang Huaiyuan's final punishment. Zhu Kuang naturally understands this truth best. By now, Zhang Huaiyuan is beginning to understand.
The one who also understands this truth is Zhou Baopu. Zhou Baopu stood in the queue of disciples for assessment and looked at Zhu Kuang awkwardly. He thought to himself that this Zhu Kuang was able to achieve such an acting effect at a critical moment. He was indeed a very special character.
After hearing Zhu Kuang's bitter complaint, the expression on the face of the elder Zhang Xing was extremely wonderful. Sometimes red, sometimes white, sometimes green, as if the rainbow in the western sky appeared layer by layer. The look on his face undoubtedly showed that the mood of the elder in charge was extremely complicated and extremely angry.
Seeing the look on the face of the elder in charge, anyone who understands and has a sound mind can almost guess the outcome. Zhang Huaiyuan has a normal mind and is even a little clever, so he almost closed his eyes sadly the moment he saw the face of the elder in charge.
He did not ask Zhang Huaiyuan whether what Zhu Kuang said was true. Perhaps, in the mind of the elder in charge of punishment, the impression of Zhang Huaiyuan has been extremely bad. Of course, these are all due to Zhu Kuang, or it can be said that the hard work Zhu Kuang expended in acting cannot be overstated.
"Don't worry. I'm afraid he will never dare to do that to you again." After
comforting Zhu Kuang, the elder Zhang Xing removed the soundproof cover with a wave of his hand, and then looked at Zhang Huaiyuan with an angry look.
Seeing the posture of the elder in charge of punishment, Zhang Huaiyuan finally realized how bad things were. Therefore, the plea that had been prepared for a long time was blurted out. However, before he could say anything, he was mercilessly interrupted by the elder Zhang Xing.
"Okay, you don't need to explain. I already know exactly what the matter is. I never thought that Zhang Xing would have a grandson like you!" Elder Zhang Xing angrily scolded, interrupting Zhang Huaiyuan
. The words I had time to spit out. Immediately afterwards, there was no room for Zhang Huaiyuan to resist. The palm-like right hand grabbed Zhang Huaiyuan, and at the same time, his body began to move towards Zhang Huaiyuan. His body shook continuously, and with a big hand grab, Elder Zhang Xing carried Zhang Huaiyuan and galloped away towards where he came from.
When the elder Zhang Xing disappeared into the distance with Zhang Huaiyuan, Zhou Baopu still looked a little dazed. Just as confused as him was Zhu Kuang. The reason why Zhu Kuang was in a daze was because he did not expect that Elder Zhang Xing would completely believe his words.
Behind this trance, there is still a deep lingering fear. Zhu Kuang simply couldn't imagine that if the conspiracy was exposed, the fate he would face would probably be much worse than Zhang Huaiyuan's now. However, now that everything has passed, Zhu Kuang will no longer be unfounded.
"Okay, everyone, stand in line. Follow me now, and I will take you to your assessment location."
Zhu Kuang sorted out his mood and entered his own state. In any case, he will lead these disciples in the assessment next. What needs to be done will still be done step by step. This can be said to be one of Zhu Kuang's strengths.
After hearing Zhu Kuang's words, the assessment disciples all consciously stood in line. Zhou Baopu glanced sideways at Zhu Kuang and saw that Zhu Kuang was not paying attention to him. Like other disciples, he lined up neatly and waited for Zhu Kuang to lead them off.
Zhou Baopu was marching in the queue, but his thoughts were spreading. He was thinking that he had already met Duanmusen and Shangguan Rui among the four great masters in the world. These two people can actually be regarded as first-rate talents. But he was wondering in his heart what kind of characters the legendary Demon Master and Ghost Master were.
Just when Zhou Baopu was thinking this, in a forest on the western edge of the Blood Territory in the Blood Sacrifice Continent, a young man was running with a huge boulder on his back.
Viewed from above, it looks like a huge stone flying around. Because the stone was so big, it almost covered the young man's figure. And if you look at the boy's feet, normal people will definitely be surprised. Because beneath the young man's feet was a blood-red swamp with white bubbles. On the surface of the swamp, there is a bright stone protrusion every three meters. Every time the boy took a step, he landed accurately on those raised stones. During such a rapid run, what was surprising about the young man was that he did not miss a single step, stepping lightly over the stones every time.
Next to the swamp, there is a tree that is about to lose all its leaves. Almost all the leaves on the branches of the tree have faded. However, there is still a palm-sized leaf, which has lost the greenness of spring and summer, and the redness of late autumn. Instead, it has a kind of chlorosis in the middle of winter, shivering alone in the howling cold wind. A gust of wind passed by, and the maple leaf began to fall slowly.
Light, elegant, hovering; flying, agile, landing.
Finally, the yellow leaves finally fell down and fell on the swamp. At this moment, something shocking happened. The maple leaf suddenly turned black as if it was on fire. Although there were no sparks, a burst of black and white smoke rose up, but not even a trace of residue was left on the leaf.
But the boy who was running quickly was still running unconsciously. Although he saw what happened to Maple Leaf, he seemed to have become accustomed to it. As he rushed forward quickly, he didn't even glance at Maple Leaf. It was obvious that he was already familiar with the cruelty of the swamp.
Suddenly, a gust of wind blew. Even the branches of the huge maple tree rippled. After the gust of wind blew, the young man stopped and looked in the direction of the wind. Looking at him like this, he seemed to be waiting for someone to bring him.
This gust of wind is really weird, and it doesn't come from all directions. Rather, this cold wind suddenly appeared in a very small area. As long as a blood refiner has some experience, it is not difficult to judge that this gust of wind is not formed naturally, but is thought to be caused.
Just when the young man stopped, a person slowly walked out from behind the maple tree. The man looked at the young man with a hint of admiration in his expression: "Very good, I really didn't expect that you have just been here for just a few years. You can run wildly on the blood stone beach again. Even I have to admire this perseverance!" "
Stop talking nonsense. Tell me, why are you here?"
Obviously, the young man admired this and It didn't really help him, but he replied in a cold voice.
"Haha, Mr. Demon is worthy of being Mr. Demon. Ouyang Ming, I didn't expect that after all these years, your temper has not changed at all. However, I don't care, on the contrary, I appreciate it. As a member of the Bloodthirsty Palace, How can you do it without a little arrogance? However, I am not here today to praise you, but the master of the palace really wants you to do something."