Zhang He knew that he was dreaming again. Since that night, he would dream of that bloody scene every night.

He crawled alone in the Zhang Mansion, dragging a bloody broken leg. In front of him were the former acquaintances of the Zhang Mansion, Uncle Fu, the master of the Zhang Mansion, those beautiful little maids, and even the children in the mansion were lying in a pool of blood.

The flames soaring into the sky covered everything and covered it up.

Zhang He walked through the flames and seemed to be able to feel the resentment in the hearts of those dead. These resentment was concentrated on him, reminding him at all times to avenge them. Even when he was alone, Zhang He could see the dead standing in front of him in blood and hear their cry for revenge.

In the past, every time at this time, Zhang He would wake up from his dream in sweat. However, tonight, Zhang He found that he had passed through the sea of ​​fire and came to a darkness. There seemed to be a blurred figure in the darkness.

Zhang He felt familiar, as if he had seen it a long time ago. Zhang He was surprised and ran towards the figure, getting closer and closer. Zhang He finally saw the man in white in the darkness clearly.

His handsome and handsome face and clear eyes looked at him, opened his mouth and took two steps back in surprise, "Ning, Young Master Ning..."

"Impossible, it must be a dream." Zhang He rubbed his eyes violently and looked forward again, only to see Ning Wuque smiling at him.

"This is not a dream, this is also a dream. I just appeared in your dream. Tell me, why are you waiting for me in Zhangjia Town?" Ning Wuque walked slowly and stood opposite Zhang He.

"Is it really Mr. Ning?"

Zhang He took a breath and met in his dream? Zhang He suddenly thought of those magical methods and felt more confident in his heart.

"Young Master Ning, I hope you can avenge more than 100 people from the Zhang family!"

Zhang Hena bowed and knelt on the ground, his eyes turned red, "Those beasts are not humans, they have not even let go of children seven or eight months old. I am the only one hundred and seventy people, but I am lucky enough to escape. I am waiting for the young master in Zhangjia Town, hoping that one day I will return to my hometown and avenge this for Zhang's family."

In Zhang He's mind, Ning Wuque is definitely not a person in the pool. In the future, the top scorer in high school and the first grade in the year will not be a problem. Such a person, if he comes back in the future, can call on the power of the government and will definitely avenge the Zhang family. Now that he sees Ning Wuque having such a method, he firmly believes that only Ning Wuque can avenge them.

"Why should I avenge the Zhang family? My kindness with the Zhang family has long been cleared. Even the fifty taels of silver on Zhang Yuanwai will be returned ten times. And, do you know who is the one who killed you? It is the monk Fangwai worshipped by the royal family, and the master of the world wants to kill you. Who dares to avenge you?"

Ning Wuque looked at Zhang He calmly. He could enter Zhang He's dream and naturally saw everything in the dream. This is a magic method similar to the "Soul Sound Thousand Miles", called "The Great Method of Entering Dreams". Ning Wuque saw the method of the old demon in the Black Mountain to deal with the ghosts, so he asked for a lot of soul-taught magic methods from the old demon in the Black Mountain. "The Great Method of Entering Dreams" is one of them.

He was able to recognize the man in black who destroyed the Zhang family. It was when he rescued Princess Pingyang, and he encountered these man in black intercepting him and escaped after a hard battle. He was very impressed by these man in black, and then he could see it at a glance.

There were also sorcerers in the palace who worshipped the foreign warriors, and the qualified soldiers in the army were selected and trained separately to become secret troops guarding the palace. These men in black were strong men passed down from the Sui Dynasty and later defected to Li Yuan.

For these people, it doesn’t matter who ruled this country. Whoever could provide them with the offerings they needed would be the main one. It was a bit similar to the mercenaries of later generations. Many casual cultivators were willing to become worshipers of various forces.

In the Li Tang army, this black-clothed army has a very special name, "Zhenlong Guard", even if the emperor wants to move these people, he will have to pay a considerable price.

Li Daoxuan asked him for help and also told Ning Wuque some secrets of the royal family. The water in Zhenlong Guard was very deep, and there were even powerful men from the pre-Qin period, Longjun and Fenghou were the masters of Zhenlong Guard. It was difficult for Li Yuan to see them. Li Daoxuan was the person who came out of it, and there were at least twenty people stronger than him!

"More than 300 years ago, the Sui Dynasty was able to quickly unify the world and solve the Five Barbarians problem, which was all due to the Longwei. It is said that Longjun even used his own strength to slaughter the Five Barbarians for three thousand miles. Outside Jiayuguan, blood flowed into a river. There are still white bones there, and even a handful of soil can squeeze out blood."

Ning Wuque still remembers the amazement and shock on Li Daoxuan's face when he said this. He slaughtered three thousand miles of blood and was done by one person. What kind of killing stars is needed? And how can he control the Dragon Guard with the Dragon Lord, what kind of means does the Fenghou Queen do?

Compared with the Jiuzhou sect, Ning Wuque is more afraid of Zhenlongwei. This organization is too mysterious. Even Li Daoxuan, who is a member of the royal family, does not know the secrets inside.

Ning Wuque is no longer Ning Wuque three years ago. Three years ago, he would definitely agree to Zhang He that anyone would be angry about such a thing. However, when he was used to life and death, Ning Wuque understood the meaning of the "sadness of the weak" that the old demon in Black Mountain said.

Zhang He was stunned. Indeed, Ning Wuque had no relationship with the Zhang family. When Uncle Fu gave up the Ning Wuque brothers, the so-called friendship had already been broken. He just wished that Ning Wuque would still remember the Zhang family's goodness.

Watching Zhang He's change from joy to loss, despair, and his expression made Ning Wuque sigh softly.

"The dead are gone. If you live, you should live well and take revenge? When will the grudges and grudges be revenge? I will leave you some pills to heal and nourish your body, and also leave some money for you. I hope you can live better. As for the revenge of the Zhang family, let's talk about it!"

Upon hearing this, Zhang He nodded silently and bowed deeply. Ning Wuque had done this and had done his best.

"Young Master Ning, you don't need money. I look like I have money, how can I keep it? It's better to be a beggar. Ningjia Village no longer exists, so don't go back."

Ning Wuque looked at Zhang He. After experiencing suffering, Zhang He saw a lot. A roll of black fog, and thick smoke rolled Zhang He to the clouds. Zhang He opened his eyes in panic. Around him was a dilapidated temple. The bonfire that had not yet been extinguished was emitted. Outside the temple, the moonlight poured in.

Touching into his arms, Zhang He touched a jade bottle, which made him realize that what he had just done was not a dream.

Taking a deep breath, Zhang He stood up, touched his crutch, walked out of the temple gate, bowed deeply to the mountains and forests under the night, and left the place where he had nightmares, wearing the moonlight.

On the branches, Ning Wuque slowly opened his eyes, and his eyes emitted a green light, looking towards the tip of a tree in the distance.

"Master Baiyun!"
Chapter completed!