Zhang Xun fell into his own thoughts, and Wu Xiaoxie's scream behind him woke him up and turned around in confusion.

But Wu Xiaoxiei stared at his face, staring at his eyes nervously, and his tone was erratic, "Muyu, you... your face, tattoo... and your eyes!"

Zhang Wuxun: "?"

The fat man ran over in two steps and rubbed his head hard on his right face with his hands, "Damn, I can't rub it off. This damn really grew up!"

"What do you care about?" Zhang Xun slapped the fat man's hand off, "What are you doing when you touch your feet?"

The young man walked up to stare at Zhang Xun and frowned.

Wu Xiaoxie also walked over to look at him and said strangely: "Can't you feel it?"

Zhang Wuxun was even more puzzled. Could it be that these one or two were crazy? What did he feel?

He noticed that Chen Pi A Si's group of people were also staring at him with strange eyes, and there seemed to be a little fear in his eyes. Ye Cheng's courageous man looked at him with a look of monsters.

"What's wrong with my face?" Zhang Xun suddenly had an ominous premonition.

Damn it won’t!

In desperation, Wu Xiaoxie grabbed a handful of snow and stuck it on Zhang Xun's face, trembling with ice. The snow slag fell into his neck along the collar, making him feel cold.

"I went down!" The fat man shouted again, "I also changed my eyes."

Wu Xiaoxie quickly pulled the fat man and pressed Zhang Xun on the snow, constantly covering his face with snow, as if he was going to bury him alive.

Zhang Xun's face was frozen and they stopped, and said with a look of gratitude: "It's gone."

Getting up from the snow, Zhang Xun sneezed several times, his brain was particularly clear, and all his thoughts and melancholy were thrown out of the sky.

With his teeth bared, he rubbed his face red from two guys with thick hands and feet. Zhang Xun took a deep breath, "Can you tell me what's going on now?"

The fat man kidnapped Wu Xiaoxie with one elbow, "You can see it the most clearly innocence, you can say."

Then Wu Xiaoxie began to tell what he saw just now with all his voice and emotion.

It turned out that after Zhang Xun put down his camera, he walked straight to where the guy knelt down to the snow mountain before, and stood straight, as if he was being caught.

Wu Xiaoxie was afraid that he would fall a step forward, so he thought of going over and pulling him, but suddenly he saw a red and brown pattern climbing upwards along his neck little by little.

Then there were more patterns, like dried blood, crawling over Zhang Xun's right half of his face, forming a strange totem.

At the same time, Zhang Xun's eyes gradually changed color, just like when they suddenly appeared in the robber cave under the sea tomb. One eye turned green and the other turned red.

The more Zhang Xun heard, his eyebrows became tighter and tighter, because he had really had no strange feeling just now. He just recalled what happened in the Qinling Mountains, and a destructive slaughter rose involuntarily, but it was still within a controllable range. Unexpectedly, this caused the reaction of his other half of his bloodline.

In fact, he had something hidden in the hot spring before. The tattoo did not appear as Wu Xiaoxie and the others thought, but gradually spread out from his chest after he stepped into the snow line above the West Lake of Agai.

He knew at this moment that he was affected by the dual influence of the bronze gate and the special bloodline in his body. Fortunately, he did not bring the fantasy drama with him before, otherwise the consequences would be even more unimaginable.

After the system released the mission of the Genting Heavenly Palace, it went into dormant. Now it can only rely on Zhang Wu to fight alone. He couldn't help but hesitate. Should he enter the Genting Heavenly Palace?

"Muyu, Muyu?" Wu Xiaoxie saw that Zhang Wuxun had not moved for a long time, so he reached out and pushed him, "Are you okay?"

Zhang Xun lowered his eyelids, not daring to look at the people around him who cared about him, bit his lips, took a deep breath to calm his mood, raised his head and looked at them and smiled, "Don't worry, I'm fine."

The cheeks were blown by the wind, and it hurt a lot. Zhang Wu leaned over and quickly pulled the collar up and covered it halfway. "You two are so cruel. You are asked to rub your fragile skin. If you are disfigured, what should you do if you can't find a wife in the future?"

“Boom~”

Wu Xiaoxie and the fat man rolled their eyes together, turned their heads and left without any nostalgia.

A ruthless man!

Zhang Xun raised his middle fingers to their backs.

Suddenly someone slapped her on the shoulder. Zhang Wuxun turned her head, Pan Zi opened his mouth and left a sentence, "I remember to tell you if you have any discomfort."

Zhang Wuxun nodded with a smile, and watched Pan Zi walk over there, feeling warm.

I looked at the guy beside me again and was shocked. Damn, what are you doing when you draw your sword?

Seeing that the young man pulled out the ancient black gold sword, he was about to come to the back of his hand, Zhang Wuxun quickly grabbed him, "Hey, what are you doing? This is not a big deal."

The young man calmly said two words, "Help you."

Zhang Xun covered his face and lowered his voice and said, "This has nothing to do with the Qilin blood of our old Zhang family. Don't let blood off after a disagreement."

The young man thought for two seconds, said "Oh", withdrew his knife, and looked at Wu Xiaoxie and the others.

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