Under Mount Zhongnan.

Tomb of the Living Dead.

Xu Zhimo's consciousness gradually recovered.

He slowly opened his eyes and looked at the surrounding environment.

In the lush forest, towering trees stand, with yellow leaves covering the ground, the sun shines through the leaves, and spots fall on him.

Where am I?

When I was suspicious, my heart-wrenching pain came from all over my body, and I felt like I was run over by a truck, and I fell to the ground and couldn't move.

Xu Zhimo loves adventures on weekdays, but this time he came to Qinling alone, but he didn't expect equipment to have problems and fell from the cliff.

"Fortunately, there is a rope pulling it to slow down most of the force, otherwise it will be over."

Having said that, waves of fear still emerged in my heart.

After resting for a while, feeling the pain in the body gradually weakened, Xu Zhimo slowly stood up.

Just a few steps away, the breeze hit and the leaves rustled.

Mixed with the sound of tiny footsteps.

Xu Zhimo became alert, his loose body tense, and uneasiness emerged from his heart.

It wouldn't be so unlucky, would you meet a bear?

As the footsteps became clearer, his eyes were staring at the place where the sound came, and his heartbeat gradually accelerated, as dense as a drum beat.

"What do you mean by your lewd thief?"

A sharp shout came from above Xu Zhimo, with a little more solemn sound in his voice.

He looked up and saw a man in Taoist robe holding his left hand behind him and holding a three-foot green breeze in his right hand. He stood at the top of a giant tree with the style of a martial arts master.

Seeing that it was someone, Xu Zhimo's body relaxed, stepped forward quickly, and waved excitedly at the man on the top of the tree.

"Sorry, I'm disturbing your crew to film. Can you borrow my phone to report your safety?"

"Well, since you refuse to say that Zhao will personally end you, a traitor, today and seek justice for those women who have been defiled by you!"

A thief?

After hearing the man's words, Xu Zhimo looked at his left and right in confusion.

Then he pointed at himself with his finger and couldn't help laughing: "This Taoist priest, you are too immersed in this drama. To introduce yourself, my name is Xu Zhimo."

"Stop talking nonsense, die!"

The man's eyes suddenly showed a cold light, and he stepped on his feet and his body swooped down.

A long rainbow penetrated the sun, and stabbed the heart of the Yunzhonghe with a lightning speed.

Xu Zhimo's eyes widened, and a chill rushed to his forehead. He couldn't believe that the man in front of him was actually coming.

Seeing that the sword was about to fall into his chest, Xu Zhimo felt frightened and hurriedly waved his hands and shouted loudly: "Wait!"

The man in mid-air saw Yun Zhonghe waving his hands repeatedly, his expression also changed.

However, his strength is also good. At a critical moment, he calmed down and quickly pulled away his sword to block it.

One of them flipped backwards and landed gracefully.

After confirming that there was no hidden weapon on his body, the man was feeling a little relieved and looked at Yun Zhonghe with alertness.

This person has many tricks and must have hidden weapons in his sleeve.

I used to pretend that I wanted me to relax my vigilance and find an opportunity to take the opportunity to seriously hurt me.

If the enemy doesn’t move, I won’t move. Let’s see what tricks he can do?

When Xu Zhimo saw the man stop, his heart finally fell to the ground.

When he gradually calmed down, he realized that his back was soaked with cold sweat.

At this moment, there was a strange memory in his mind.

What the hell?!

I became Yun Zhonghe?!

Xu Zhimo, it's wrong...

Yun Zhonghe's eyes were wide open, and he couldn't believe that he had really traveled through time.

He slowly looked up and looked at the man in Taoist robe in front of him. The latter had no protective measures, no cameras were filming on the side, and no other series of filming facilities.

After finally accepting the fact that time travel is coming, he then began to complain.

Who is not good for traveling through time? Why do you just pass through Yun Zhonghe?

During this period, he had not yet become one of the four evildoers, and was a scumbag with only five combat power.

The martial arts he practices are even more like a fighter in the garbage.

After practicing, the body has strong qi and blood, and the yang is strong and the yin is weak. Every Dragon Boat Festival and Double Ninth Festival, it is even more dry and hot.

Then yin needs to be used to replenish yang to calm the qi and blood.

Otherwise, the qi and blood will flow backwards, causing bleeding to the seven orifices to die.

Having said that, men and women are naturally caused by nature, and Yun Zhonghe is no exception.

He is right!

If you insist on saying something wrong, you can only blame him for being too greedy and wanting to give the women in the world a home.

But others don't think so.

He is notorious in the world, and everyone wants to get rid of him quickly.

Killing him on the surface is to eliminate harm to the martial arts world and improve his reputation in the martial arts world.

Killing him secretly is due to inner jealousy.

Yun Zhonghe did something they wanted to do but dared not do.

His mood turned, and Yun Zhonghe looked at the environment he was in and the man in front of him again.

So, this should be the world of Tianlong.

But who is the man in front of him, and why does he have no impression of him?

"The person who wants to kill me in the martial arts world has gone to the sea. Whose onion is you who stepping on a horse?"

Yun Zhonghe was full of dirty words, and the man was also very angry and said angrily: "I am Zhao Zhijing, the eldest disciple of Yu Yangzi, of Quanzhen Sect."

Yun Zhonghe was completely stunned.

I'm so kind, why did Zhao Zhijing come to Tianlong?

After thinking for a long time, he couldn't figure it out. He shook his head and temporarily suppressed the doubts in his heart.

The most urgent task is to find a way to leave this place, find a safe place, and then find a way to find out what kind of world this is.

As the thought fell, Yun Zhonghe raised his eyes, white light flashed in front of him, and the chill emanating from the sword made him shudder.

At the critical moment, he didn't have time to think too much, so he hurriedly twisted his body and narrowly avoided the stabbed sword.

"You said you were the right way in the martial arts world, but you used such despicable means of sneak attack." Yun Zhonghe pulled away from Zhao Zhijing and looked at Zhao Zhijing angrily.

If he hadn't reacted quickly just now, he would have had more than a dozen holes stabbed in his body.

Zhao Zhijing's face was not ashamed, and he said righteously: "Everyone who is evil and heretics can kill him, there is no need to talk about the morality of the world."

After hearing this, Yun Zhonghe's chest was filled with anger and laughed angrily: "If the righteous martial arts in the world are like you, Zhao Zhijing, then what's wrong with me being an evil demon heretic!"

"Shameless thief, he is about to die, and he still dares to speak loudly and see the sword!"

It’s not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years. Zhao Zhijing, you bastard, clean your neck and wait for labor and capital to wash your neck.

I will come back sooner or later to get your dog head!

Yun Zhonghe made up a plan in his heart, and he no longer wanted to fight with Zhao Zhijing. His eyes kept turning, looking for an opportunity to escape.

"Want to leave? Dream!"

The sword move in Zhao Zhijing's hand came like a storm.

Yun Zhonghe couldn't resist it and was stabbed in his left leg with a sword by Zhao Zhijing. He suddenly felt like a spring of blood, his body lost balance and was shaking.

Zhao Zhijing showed a grim smile on his lips, and another heart-warming kicked Yun Zhonghe's heart.

Click!

The sound of ribs shattered.

Yun Zhonghe's body flew backwards like a cannonball, fell heavily to the ground, losing his combat ability.

Zhao Zhijing walked slowly, and the fall of each step was like stepping on the heart of the crane in the clouds.

Yun Zhonghe dragged his seriously injured body and kept retreating.
To be continued...