Thirty years ago, Zhan Zhao was still the same Zhan Zhao in Kaifeng Mansion?

At this time, Zhan Zhao ignored Wei Xin. He turned back and looked at the villagers.

Zhan Zhao's eyes moved little by little, as if he was looking for something among the villagers... Finally, he saw a little girl hiding behind a woman in the corner behind the group with a frightened face, looking over here.

baby.

Zhan Zhao looked at the child and recognized it was Xiao Liusu, a chubby little girl, not the skinny and sickly one in the closet. She was tightly pulling on the hem of her mother's clothes and looking forward, because she saw

His appearance gave rise to a glimmer of hope.

Zhan Zhao nodded slightly, with a smile on his face... A voice also appeared in Xiao Liusu's ear, a voice that sounded very far away, and seemed to be saying, "Don't be afraid."

Many children hiding behind the villagers raised their heads and looked up, as if they had heard the sound.

The village chief asked the women in the village to hide with their children, but the children refused to leave. They clung to the legs of the adults and stood there, unwilling to leave.

Zhan Zhao turned around and looked forward.

He could have seen everyone who massacred the village, including Wei Xin who stood at the front, four followers, and a group behind him that he estimated to be more than a hundred people.

The scene was extremely embarrassing. Those five people had been officials in the court for many years, and they had all met Zhan Zhao even if they didn't know each other.

Zhan Zhao looked at the five people in front of him, smiled, and said hello, "Master Wei...or rather, Leader Wei...I have long admired you."

Wei Xin could naturally hear the meaning of "ridicule" in Zhan Zhao's words, and the four people behind him were even more embarrassed.

"How... did you do that?" Wei Xin looked at Zhan Zhao in confusion. He naturally knew that Zhan Zhao was Yin Hou's grandson. It was not surprising that he could use illusions, but that's not how illusions are used, right? How is it possible? Zhan Zhao

Did it go into their memories? Or did it take them back to the past?

The other four people also whispered to Wei Xin, "What's going on?"

"We just fell into his illusion." Wei Xin thought very quickly. After all, he had done many evil things and had many experiences, so he knew that this was not the time to panic. Zhan Zhao appeared, and it was He Yihang who attracted them again.

It means that the things about the Wuzi Sect have been exposed, and if you are caught, you will be dead. In reality, you may not be able to defeat Zhan Zhao, but it is not certain who has the final say in the illusion!

Thinking of this, Wei Xin suddenly raised his hand and gave an order to the followers behind him, "Kill him!"

The group of Five Sons cultists behind Wei Xin rushed towards Zhan Zhao with their swords raised.

Wei Xin stood behind and observed, thinking, no matter how powerful the illusion is, it is still an illusion, and you can still kill people in the illusion...

However, before the wishful thinking was completed, the sword flashed before his eyes, and the giant tower was unsheathed.

The man running at the front of the team is the protector of the Wuzi Sect, named Zuo Tong, who was Wei Xin's former right-hand man. This man was a murderer by nature, and every time he massacred a village, he was always the one running at the front.

Zhan Zhao raised his sword and dropped it, blood burst out, and Zuo Tong fell to the ground, sealing his throat with his sword.

Zhan Zhao shook off the blood on the giant bridge and walked over to the Wuzi cult members who were rushing toward him, striking each one with a clean sword.

Wei Xin was still in shock, but the four people behind him were frightened and dragged him to ask him to think of a solution.

Wei Xin also wanted to resist through illusion, but he couldn't do it at all, because he couldn't feel any internal force coercing him at all, and he couldn't feel the oppression at all. How could he resist?

…

On the rooftop in the distance, Tianzun asked Yin Hou, "How is the progress? I still don't feel too much internal force."

Yin Hou was dumbfounded and shook his head, "It doesn't feel like me..."

"The kitten looks so much like you, and you still say it doesn't look like it?"

"Is he really like me?" Yin Hou suddenly turned his head in confusion, looked at Tianzun, and asked, "He has grown so big. This is the first time I have discovered that he is so unlike me."

Tianzun looked at Yin Hou speechlessly, "Except for his appearance, how does he not look like you?"

Yin Hou stared at the peaceful courtyard for a long time and said, "I actually don't believe there is justice in this world at all."

Tianzun raised his eyebrows slightly but did not answer his words.

"Zhao'er has always believed it." Yin Hou whispered, "Is it because he looks like his grandmother?"

Tianzun made a "poof" sound and was amused, "You are stupid, do you believe that justice has nothing to do with your resemblance? You were a fat man when you were a child, and your grandson ate and drank all day long and never grew a single inch.

There’s so much extra meat.”

Yin Hou curled his lips and looked at Tianzun - What do you want to explain? The more you talk about it, the less likely it is!

"Do you know when you two are most similar?" Tianzun suddenly asked.

Yin Hou looks at Tianzun.

"When he is angry." Tianzun stretched out his hand and pointed his finger at Yin Hui, "It's just that the world has changed, and the times when he can be angry are much less than when you were."

While he was talking, suddenly...a surge of internal energy surged up. Not only Tianzun and Yin Hou here, but also Zhao Pu and Lin Yehuo, who had begun to doze off due to boredom waiting in the inn, also noticed it.

"Did you see it?" Tianzun poked Yin Hou's shoulder, "They are exactly the same..."

Why was Zhan Zhao angry? Because Wei Xin saw that these men were not enough for Zhan Zhao to kill, and suddenly hatched a vicious plan. He ordered his men to besiege Zhan Zhao and kill the villagers at the same time, especially the children in the village.

…

Bai Yutang, who was right next to Zhan Zhao, was of course the first to feel the change in internal force. He stood up. Master Wu was also a little confused, how could he help Zhan Zhao...

Just when he was hesitating, suddenly, a voice came to his ears, "Yutang!"

Bai Yutang immediately put a hand on Zhan Zhao's shoulder. At the same time, Samexia who was standing next to Bai Yutang suddenly disappeared.

…

In front of Yangliu Village, a large number of Wuzi believers abandoned Zhan Zhao and rushed towards the villagers.

Zhan Zhao raised his head and looked at Wei Xin in front of him. Wei Xin smiled coldly, that means - you are just one person, how can you save so many people...

However.

To Wei Xin's surprise, Zhan Zhao didn't move at all.

Just behind him, when the Wuzi cult members rushed to the villagers and raised their knives to chop, a chill suddenly rose from the ground...

Amid the exclamations of the villagers, the Five Sons cultists were frozen into snowmen one by one.

Taking the village gate of Yangliu Village as the dividing line, the inside of the village is still as warm as ever, but outside the village, the world suddenly freezes.

The villagers all raised their heads and looked at the falling white snowflakes in the sky that was dyed golden by the afterglow.

Wei Xin slowly turned around, and not far behind him, a white figure appeared...Bai Yutang.

The Fifth Master was looking at the gate of Yangliu Village not far away, in disbelief. Is this really an illusion? It's too real...

Wei Xin and others also knew at this time that a disaster was coming, but he still refused to plead guilty, "Zhan Zhao! The late emperor promised me to pardon all crimes, but even Bao Zheng can't help me!"

Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang looked at each other, and at the same time thought of Zhao Zhen's one-page letter - that's it!

"I'm afraid no one can protect you this time." Zhan Zhao pointed to the ground at the five people a little narrowly, "This time God is going to take you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the ground beneath the feet of several people suddenly cracked, and countless hands stretched out from the ground, grabbing the five people's feet and starting to pull them underground.

The five people struggled in fear, but more and more hands became available. As if they were trapped in a swamp, the five people were dragged into the ground. There was still hot magma rolling in the cracks in the ground.

"Zhan Zhao!" Wei Xin was still yelling when he was dragged underground, "I can't help you! I know it's all an illusion! Nothing is real..."

The ground closed with a "bang", a gust of wind and snow rolled over, and Wei Xin's roar disappeared together with the bodies of the Five Sons cultists on the ground.

Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang turned around and saw that in Yangliu Village, the villagers put down their "weapons" one after another and walked out. The children also ran out... The villagers had grateful smiles on their faces... Gradually, before their eyes,

Everything became illusory.

Bai Yutang watched Yangliu Village disappear before his eyes like a layer of mist. He was still standing behind Zhan Zhao, holding his hand on Zhan Zhao's shoulder.

Looking down, Zhan Zhao was looking up at him, and the little chubby cat had fallen asleep on his lap.

…

"Moved!"

Tianzun pointed at Bai Yutang who walked into the courtyard to check on Wei Xin and others.

"It seems to be over!" Lin Yehuo also stood up.

Zhao Pu picked up Gongsun, who had already dozed off, and everyone rushed to the He Mansion together.

At this time, in the courtyard of He Mansion, Wei Xin and others were kneeling in the courtyard, still motionless.

"Isn't it lifted yet?" Zhao Pu checked the situation of several people.

"Still busy." Zhan Zhao walked in, "I guess I won't wake up until tomorrow morning."

"What are you busy with?" Lin Yehuo was puzzled.

Zhan Zhao smiled slightly and said, "Walking through Abi Hell, there are eighteen levels. You have to go one level at a time."

Yin Hou and Tianzun also arrived in the courtyard.

Yin Hou looked at his grandson in surprise.

"So it can be influenced?" Bai Yutang suddenly asked.

Zhan Zhao blinked and touched his chin - right... I really wanted the five of them to go to hell just now, but they were really dragged away. Lord Hell, please give me face.

"Wake up! Wake up!"

At this time, the shadow guards who ran to see Liu Su and the others came out happily, "Sir! We're awake!"
To be continued...