Zhang Zhuxun was lost in his own thoughts. Wu Xiaoxie's exclamation behind him made him wake up and turned around in confusion.
But he saw Wu Xiaoxie staring at his face, his eyes widening nervously, his tone erratic, "Muyu, you... your face, tattoo... and your eyes!"
Zhang Zhuxun: "?"
The fat man ran over and held his head in two steps, and rubbed the right side of his face vigorously with his hand, "Holy shit, I can't rub it off, this bitch really grew out of it!"
"What are you doing?" Zhang Zhuxun slapped the fat man's hand away, "What are you doing with your hands and feet?"
The younger brother stepped forward and stared at Zhang Zhuxun, his eyebrows furrowed.
Wu Xiaoxie also came over and looked at him, wondering: "Can't you feel it?"
Zhang Zhuoxun was even more puzzled. Both of them were stunned. What did he feel?
He noticed that Chen Pi's and the others were also staring at him with strange eyes, which seemed to be a little fearful. Ye Cheng, the coward, looked at him with an expression as if he was looking at a monster.
"What's wrong with my face?" Zhang Zhuxun suddenly had an ominous premonition.
Damn it, you can’t!
In desperation, Wu Xiaoxie directly grabbed a handful of snow and smeared it on Zhang Zhuxun's face, making him shiver with ice. The snow slag fell along the collar and into his neck, which was absolutely chilling.
"It's going down, it's going down!" The fat man shouted again, "The eyes have changed back."
Wu Xiaoxie quickly took the fat man and pushed Zhang Zhuxun down on the snow. He kept putting snow on his face, as if he was going to bury him alive.
Zhang Zhuoxun's face froze before they stopped, and he said happily: "It's all over."
Getting up from the snow, Zhang Zhuxun sneezed several times in a row. His brain was extremely clear, and all his thoughts and melancholy were thrown out of the sky.
Baring his teeth and rubbing his red face from being rubbed by two rough-footed guys, Zhang Zhuxun took a deep breath and asked, "Can you tell me what's going on now?"
The fat man gave Wu Xiaoxie an elbow and said, "Innocent, you can see it most clearly. Tell me."
Then Wu Xiaoxie started to talk about what he had just seen in an emotional and eloquent manner.
It turned out that after Zhang Zhuxun put down the camera, he walked straight to the place where the younger brother had knelt down to worship the snow-capped mountains, and stood upright, as if he had been seduced.
Wu Xiaoxie was afraid that he would fall if he took another step forward, so he thought about going over to pull him up, but suddenly he saw a reddish-brown line climbing up his neck little by little.
Then came more lines, like dried blood, covering the right half of Zhang Zhuxun's face, forming some kind of weird totem.
At the same time, Zhang Zhuxun's eyes were gradually changing color, just like when he suddenly appeared in the undersea tomb robber's cave, one eye turned green and the other turned red.
Zhang Zhuoxun's eyebrows furrowed more and more the more he listened, because he really didn't feel anything strange just now. He just recalled what happened in the Qinling Mountains, and a kind of destructive desire involuntarily rose in his heart, but it was still possible
It was within the control range, but I didn’t expect that this would already trigger a reaction from the other half of the bloodline.
In fact, he had concealed something at the hot spring before. The tattoo did not appear for a long time as Wu Xiaoxie and the others thought, but after he stepped into the snow line above Lake Agexi, it started to appear on his chest bit by bit.
The location gradually spread.
It was now clear to him that he was under the dual influence of the Bronze Gate and the special bloodline in his body. Fortunately, he had listened to the system before and did not bring the illusion with him, otherwise the consequences would be even more disastrous.
The system went into hibernation after releasing the Genting Heavenly Palace mission. Now Zhang Zhuxun could only rely on himself to fight alone. He couldn't help but hesitate a little. Should he enter the Genting Heavenly Palace?
"Muyu, wooden fish?" Wu Xiaoxie saw that Zhang Zhuoxun had not moved for a long time, so he stretched out his hand and gave him a gentle push, "Are you okay?"
Zhang Zhuxun lowered his eyelids, not daring to look at the people who were surrounding him and caring about him. He bit his lower lip, took a deep breath to calm down, raised his head and looked at them and smiled, "Don't worry, I'm fine.
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His cheeks were stung by the wind. Zhang Zhu lay down and hurriedly pulled up his collar to cover half of it. "You two are really ruthless. I have such a fragile face to ask you to do it."
It’s bruised. If it’s disfigured and I can’t find a wife in the future, how can I fix it?”
"嘁～"
Wu Xiaoxie and the fat man both rolled their eyes, turned around and left without any nostalgia.
Ruthless man!
Zhang Zhuxun pointed his middle finger at their backs.
Someone suddenly slapped him on the shoulder. Zhang Zhuxun turned his head. Pan Zi opened his mouth and said, "If you feel uncomfortable, please tell me."
Zhang Zhuoxun smiled and nodded, watching Pan Zi walk over there, feeling warm in his heart.
Then I looked at the little brother on the side and was shocked. Damn it, what did the little brother do with his sword?
Seeing the young man pulling out the ancient black gold sword and about to hit the back of his hand, Zhang Zhuoxun quickly stopped him and said, "Hey, what are you doing? This is not a good idea."
The little brother calmly said two words, "Help you."
Zhang Zhuoxun covered his face and said in a low voice: "This has nothing to do with the Qilin blood of our old Zhang family. Don't let it bleed again just because you disagree."
The little brother thought for two seconds, said "Oh", took back the knife, and looked at Wu Xiaoxie and the others.
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