As time passed, Zhang Zhongjun had already fallen to the ground and was unconscious. As for the masked woman, she was practicing beside him, as if she wanted to digest the blood that had just been absorbed from Zhang Zhongjun's body.

After a stick of incense has passed, Zhang Zhongjun's aura has become extremely weak and is already on the verge of death.

It was also at this moment that the masked woman stood up suddenly and shouted, "How could this happen? Why can such a force only help me temporarily suppress the cold air in my body? I had already sucked the kid dry just now, but the result is still like this, why?"

The masked woman's voice was a little angry and disappointed. She was stunned for a long time before she let out a secret cry: "No, this kid is almost sucked by me, and I can't let him die yet!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the masked woman grabbed Zhang Zhongjun with a hand. With a wave of her jade hand, a stream of energy was injected into Zhang Zhongjun's body. The wound on Zhang Zhongjun's wrist began to heal.

"I didn't expect this just now, and almost killed this kid!" After healing Zhang Zhongjun's wound, the masked woman flicked her jade fingers, and another stream of energy penetrated into Zhang Zhongjun's eyebrows. Then Zhang Zhongjun's breathing began to recover, and the blood in his body gradually grew out, saving his life.

I don't know how long it took, but Zhang Zhongjun only felt that his body had become more relaxed. Although his eyelids were still a little heavy, his mind began to recover. It was not until the end that he slowly opened his eyes.

Now he is still in his room. The wound on his wrist had healed long ago and his body had recovered some strength. If it weren't for some harsh blood on the ground and the masked woman sitting next to him, Zhang Zhongjun would have thought that everything before was a dream.

"You saved me?" After Zhang Zhongjun recovered his mind, he immediately asked the masked woman. Since everything before was not a dream, he should have died, but now he is not dead, but there is also a special force in his body. This force is helping him recover quickly, and its speed is even more powerful than Qiu Guhun's pills.

And if he can have the current situation, there is only one explanation, that is, he was rescued by a masked woman.

The room was extremely quiet at this moment. Zhang Zhongjun's eyes fell on the masked woman and stared at the masked woman tightly. The masked woman did not speak, and the scene became a little cold and quiet.

This situation lasted for a long time, and then the masked woman said, "What's your name?"

"Zhang Zhongjun, what's your name?" Zhang Zhongjun didn't know why the other party wanted to rescue him, but he did not hide his name.

"My name is Zi Mo!" The masked woman actually replied to Zhang Zhongjun and told Zhang Zhongjun her own name in front of her.

Zhang Zhongjun was also a little surprised at this point, but Zhang Zhongjun had never heard of the name Zi Mo. Neither before the change of heaven or now six years later, Zhang Zhongjun had never heard of this name.

However, Zhang Zhongjun didn't care about this. The woman came from afar and just took Zhang Zhongjun's wrist to suck blood, and then rescued him, which was enough to prove that she was coming here not for revenge, but for some other purpose.

After understanding these truths, Zhang Zhongjun also asked directly and clearly: "Tell me, what do you want to get from me when you rescue me now? Or what do you want to take from me?"

Although he had just experienced a death, Zhang Zhongjun still had no fear, because facing such a strong man, fear was useless. If the other party wanted to kill him, it would be just a blink of an eye. Since he could not avoid it, then face it directly. This is Zhang Zhongjun's character. So he knew that the masked woman who claimed to be Zi Mo was very strong, but he had never had any fear.

But Zi Mo did not respond to Zhang Zhongjun's question and answer, but instead opposed Zhang Zhongjun and asked: "You only have the eighth level of cultivation now, right? Do you want to become stronger?"

Suddenly hearing such a question, Zhang Zhongjun was stunned, but he also responded seriously: "This is a world where martial arts are the most respected. Only with strong strength can one survive. Being stronger is the idea of ​​all cultivators, so I am naturally not out of it!"

"Okay, since that's the case, then follow me from today. I have a way to make you stronger in a short period of time. An extremely weak state like Xuanzhou is not suitable for you. I will take you to other states and places, which is where you should go to experience." Zi Mo's words were extremely simple, and he seemed to have no intention of discussing with Zhang Zhongjun, and was ordering Zhang Zhongjun.

After hearing this, Zhang Zhongjun really couldn't understand what the masked woman in front of him meant, but he knew exactly what he wanted, so he responded simply: "Although I don't know what you want to do, I have my own choices and ideas. If you want me to follow you, I will not agree."

"Don't agree? Don't you want to become stronger? I can help you. This will be a huge opportunity for you. You don't agree?" The masked woman was obviously a little unhappy after listening to Zhang Zhongjun's words. At this moment, her breathing became heavier. A cold air gushed out of the masked woman's body, attacking Zhang Zhongjun like a demon.

But Zhang Zhongjun was still not afraid of danger and said calmly: "I want to become stronger, and I don't reject the help of others, but I said that I have my own plan. It is absolutely impossible for you to follow me. If you really want to stay by my side, then follow me!"

"What did you say? You asked me to follow you? You're looking for death!" The masked woman became angry and shouted angrily. The next moment, she released a powerful attack and raided towards Zhang Zhongjun. Although the attack was released by the masked woman at will, it was an absolutely fatal attack for Zhang Zhongjun.

This kind of attack is no longer something that Zhang Zhongjun can stop, but Zhang Zhongjun is not afraid. Instead, he still carries his hands on his back, which means he lets the other party kill him.

"Damn it, you little brat, aren't you really afraid of death?" Just as the attack was about to fall on Zhang Zhongjun, the masked woman suddenly stopped and the attack did not really fall on Zhang Zhongjun.

Seeing this, Zhang Zhongjun also let out a secret breath and said, "It's true. I've had the right bet this time, and she dared not kill me."

Since he was rescued just now, Zhang Zhongjun has discovered some problems. Now he is betting on his own guesses, but judging from the current results, he has been betting on the right bet.

After understanding these problems, Zhang Zhongjun couldn't help but smile, and looked at the masked woman again without any fear. Watch the new chapter Please go to the mobile address. Watch the new chapter Please go to the mobile address.
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