Regarding Lin Ziming's question, Nishang nodded gently and said, "He is doing well."

Nishang said this very lightly, but Lin Ziming captured the sadness that Nishang flashed through her eyes.

Lin Ziming immediately said, "No! I just captured the sadness in your eyes. Did my grandfather, something happen? That's why he has been pretending to be vegetative for so many years, and hasn't come to me for so many years?!"

Nishang frowned slightly and said, "You are thinking too much. Your grandfather is a powerful man in the Shen Realm. Do you think there is something in this world that can bind him?"

"Then why did he pretend to be a vegetative person and why did he disappear?!" Lin Ziming caught this loophole in thinking and looked at Nishang tightly, hoping to find something strange in Nishang's eyes again.

But this time he watched it for a long time, and Nishang still acted very naturally and had no clues at all.

Nishang was as cold as ever, and she said, "He has his own reason to do this. When the time comes, he will meet you."

Lin Ziming was silent and did not break the sandbag to ask the end, because he knew Nishang's personality, so it would be useless to do so himself.

After a while, Nishang broke the silence this time and began to say, "You are very risky this time. If your grandfather hadn't taken action, you would have gone astray."

Lin Ziming sighed and said, "This is not what I am willing to do."

After saying that, he shook his head bitterly.

Nishang didn't say much, because she knew that Lin Ziming did not lie. This time, it was indeed not Lin Ziming's initiative, but passive.

Since Lin Ziming served as the organizer of the Kung Fu Cup, his ending seemed to be destined. The incident that foreign warriors started first was also the first move by those foreign warriors. As for the general trend of condensation, the same is true. From beginning to end, he was forced to take it.

Originally, even if he was forced to accept it, he could bear it. It would not take long to completely condense the general trend. With his own strength and will, he would become a half-step master of the Shendi Realm and sweep everyone in the Kung Fu Cup!

However, Xiao Cangmang's death became the last straw that overwhelmed the camel, making him unable to bear it.

Thinking of this, he sighed helplessly.

"How did grandpa save me?" Lin Ziming asked his doubts.

Nishang's eyes softened a lot. She slowly walked to the lake, looked at the reflection of the moon in the lake, and said, "Your grandpa is a master of the Shendi Realm, so he naturally has a way to save you."

Lin Ziming nodded. He thought so, but soon, he used the moonlight to capture some red clouds on Nishang's face. He was a little curious and asked, "Why are you blushing?"

When Nishang heard this, a little panic flashed across her face, as if something shy was discovered. She immediately turned her face aside, turned her back to Lin Ziming, and then her tone returned to cool and said, "You've read it wrong."

Lin Ziming is not stupid, and he knows Nishang's personality. Whenever Nishang makes such a move, Nishang is shy.

He thought of something, and his expression became strange. He lowered his head and looked at his outfit, "Did you change my outfit for me?"

After asking this sentence, he regretted it. Although it was a fact, it would not embarrass everyone when he said it.

Sure enough, Nishang's breathing became a little shorter and her face turned redder.

After a few seconds, she changed the topic and said, "You slept for a day and a night, your friends care about you very much, you should go back."

Hearing this, Lin Ziming was shocked. He actually slept for a day and a night? That had been too long!

"Where is my phone?" Lin Ziming asked immediately.

Soon, Nishang turned around, she opened her palms, and Lin Ziming's cell phone was placed on it.

Lin Ziming took it and found that it was a little bit more relieved. Sure enough, he found that there were many missed calls and confidence who came to care about him.

He called Chu Fei at the first time, and after reporting his safety, he called Peng Zhuo and General Qin.

"Hey, Director Peng..."

As soon as he spoke, he was immediately interrupted by Peng Zhuo, "Oh, my ancestor, you finally called me back! I thought something happened to you!"

Peng Zhuo's anxious and worried voices immediately came from the phone. Balabara said, and he could also hear other people next to Peng Zhuo, all of whom were concerned about Lin Ziming.

After Lin Ziming heard this, he was still a little warm when he came.

He did not interrupt Peng Zhuo, but waited after Peng Zhuo finished speaking, he said, "Director Peng, I'm fine. It's okay, don't worry."

Hearing this, Peng Zhuo finally breathed a sigh of relief and said, "That's good, that's good. By the way, where are you, I'll go over and pick you up immediately. Kung Fu Cup, you won't be able to do without you!"

Lin Ziming said: "I will go back soon."

Peng Zhuo did not insist, but asked Lin Ziming to come back as soon as possible. Lin Ziming heard the urgency in his tone and immediately asked again: "Did something happen again during the 24 hours I left?"

Peng Zhuo on the other side of the phone was silent for a while, then sighed heavily and said, "Instructor Lin, there are too many people who have sacrificed here. The above said, if you can't come back yet, our country may be quit the competition."

Peng Zhuode's tone was very heavy, and Lin Ziming could hear it, the weight of it!

Originally, in this Kung Fu Cup, the power of China was very weak, and it was all up to Lin Ziming to support it. When Lin Ziming was still there, everyone still had hope. However, for the entire China, Lin Ziming's disappearance could be said to be completely panicked, and even the superiors began to make plans to give up the Kung Fu Cup!

Indeed, if we continue, the young warriors in China will have to sacrifice too much, and the next ones are innate realm masters, which can be said to be a very important wealth in China.

Lin Ziming didn't say too much. He just said in a plain tone, but he said with great firmness: "I will go back, wait for me."

"Okay!" Peng Zhuo also cheered up a little, "Instructor Lin, we are all waiting for you to come back!"

After hanging up the phone, Lin Ziming put away his cell phone and said to Nishang: "I want to go back to participate in the Kung Fu Cup."

Nishang nodded, but she didn't say anything nonsense, just said a good word.

Lin Ziming turned and left, Nishang looked at his back, looking a little lost...

Two hours later, Lin Ziming returned to Huacheng. He was covered in dust and was covered in a lot of dust, especially his feet, which was covered in a lot of soil. It was obvious that he was running all the way.

When he appeared at the Kung Fu Cup, he immediately attracted the attention of many people.

This made the scene a brief silence, and then a sensation broke out...
Chapter completed!