Chapter 1427: Is he?

"I?"
Zhang Hangyi, then smiled bitterly: "How is this possible!"
He has tested it, and there is no blood in his body, which means that he is not a Zhang family at all.
Again, if it’s really a genius, how come nobody came to him?
After Zhang Wei, Zhang Feng, etc., no one noticed an abnormality?
What's more, the other party is born to be holy, and it is so low that it is not comparable!
However...how is the talent high?
Dare to fight with him, definitely will fight each other, find teeth everywhere!
"I also think it is impossible, but the look between the eyebrows is indeed somewhat similar. Of course, it may take too long, and some can't remember..." Dumbfounded, Jian Qinsheng shook his head.
Little genius, such a talent, will be subject to the most rigorous protection and cultivation, how can it be allowed to leave it and become a loose repair?
Unless the Zhang family’s mind is kicked, it is impossible.
And Jian Qinsheng discussed on the back of the sacred beast, the Zhang family surrounded by clouds, a figure flew over and landed outside the door.
"Yang Shi sat down in Hu Yiwei and asked to see Zhang Jiajia!"
Hand in a famous post, the figure is holding a fist.
It’s not someone else, it’s the Yang Shi who competed with Sun Qiang, the poisonous hall left, Hu Yiwei.
At this moment, I don’t know how long it has been flying continuously. The whole person is a little tired and the atmosphere is somewhat unstable.
After leaving the Temple of the Son, he did not go to Yang Shi, but came to the Zhang family. After careful calculation, he had been flying in the air for nearly a month.
"Slightly!"
The concierge didn't dare to neglect, hurriedly rushed back in. It didn't take long to come out again: "Predecessors, please here!"
"Yeah!"
When you walked into the courtyard, you didn't take long to come to a spacious room.
In the room, a middle-aged man sat on the main seat with a tired face on his face. He came over and reached out his palm: "Hu brother, I haven't seen you for a long time, please sit down!"
"I have seen Juggernaut!"
Don’t dare to sit down, Hu Yiwei is holding a fist.
Despite his nine-star poisoning, he is also very ridiculous, but he still dare not pretend to be in front of him.
Not to mention swordsmanship, strength alone, it is not that he can compete.
"You're welcome!"
The middle-aged man waved his hand.
"I came here to ask, the direction of our lord, separated from me six months ago, saying that I want to come to Zhang, I wonder if I can be here?"
Hu Yiwei looked up and looked over.
"Yang Shi did come, but I am closing, I can't contact..."
Middle-aged humanity.
"Retreat?"
Understand, Hu Yiwei’s face is anxious, and there seems to be something to say, and I don’t know if I should say it.
"What's wrong? Anything but it's fine..."
Seeing his thoughts, the middle-aged man frowned and asked.
"It's like this... I found a genius around the age of twenty, in his body... it seems like I have ever been...congenital birth!"
Stop for a moment, Hu Yiwei gritted his teeth.
"Do you poison?"
Suddenly stood up, the middle-aged man kept shaking, some could not believe: "Are you sure?"
"My poison, even though it has been so many years apart, and it has been weakened, it can be easily recognized, and it will never go wrong!"
Hu Yiwei nodded.
"What is his name? Where is it?"
There was full of excitement. The middle-aged man hurriedly looked over and lost his previous calmness. His tone was a little short.
"He is called Zhang Hang, now in the Temple of the Son..."
Hu Yiwei Road.
"Zhang Hang? The name is not correct, but the surname is Zhang..."
Frowning frowns, then what the middle-aged thought of, full of excitement and excitement: "It must be him... Absolutely! Come and come over, just say I want to see..."
After speaking, the words have not finished, and then stopped: "No, I personally passed!"
Speaking, he walked down from the seat and took out a communication jade. A thought passed through, and the time was not long. A middle-aged woman hurried over.
Although it doesn't look younger, it can be seen from the appearance and posture. When you are young, you are definitely a beautiful person. It is no worse than Hu Wei and others.
Especially the smell of the body, such as the long sword with the same handle, will pierce the void at any time, and shuttle away.
Dream Saint, Wang Mengya.
"Is there any news for him? But really..."
The eyelids are red, and the dream sword is over. It seems to be full of fear, and I am afraid of full expectations.
"Hu Xiong said that he met a genius of about 20 years old in the Temple of the Son, and he has the fetal poison he planted..."
The middle-aged man points to the poisonist in front of him.
Dream Jang seems to be in a hurry.
"...Respond to Mrs., what I said is true, I will never dare to bully!"
Hurrying out, Hu Yiwei said the things he said before, and said it in detail.
"It must be him..."
The body of the body swayed, and the dream of the sword was coming out. He hurriedly looked up at the husband in front of him: "I am going to the Temple of the Son, can you go?"
"Of course, go!"
The middle-aged man nods.
"The family meeting is about to be held soon. You are not here, don't you be afraid of your ancestors?"
Dream of the Dream.
"We have paid enough for the family. After looking for so many years, I finally got the exact news. Whoever refuses me, I will be against you and be an enemy of me!"
The big hand is swaying, and the middle-aged man has a strong breath.
Especially a sword, it seems that it will always rise to the sky and soar.
"Yeah, I have already paid enough for the family... For so many years, I don't know if he is doing well, whether he is hungry..."
Dream of the sword is falling.
"Go!"
Seeing his wife crying, the middle-aged man has a big hand.
Boom!
A roar, a sacred beast appeared in front of his eyes, his body swayed and landed on the back of the beast, and the Dream Sword followed closely.
"Hu Xiong, the thing you just said, I hope that I will not tell anyone. In addition, the whereabouts of our husband and wife also hope to keep secrets!"
Standing on the back of the beast, the middle-aged man holds the fist.
"Juggernaut assured, this kind of thing, I will not be rumored more than one word!"
Hu Yiwei nodded quickly.
He knows that he really wants to leak out. He must die on the spot and immediately agree to it. He can’t hesitate at all.
"That's good. If you said that, we really have to find it. The couple will be grateful when they come back..."
After posing, the middle-aged man once again looked over: "In addition, Yang Shi practiced in Zhangjia, no need to worry, peace of mind living here is, I have already communicated, once you leave the customs will come to find you!" /
"Thank you for Juggernaut!"
Hu Yiwei once again held a fist.
"Yeah!"
No more to say, middle-aged people have a little bit at the foot.
Hula!
The holy beast underneath immediately broke into the air and flew straight into the sky, which is the direction of the Temple of the Son.
The flight time is not long, you will see a holy beast, coming on the face.
"is the Yunguang Holy Beast of Jian Qinsheng!"
I recognized it, and the middle-aged man’s eyebrows wrinkled.