Nana sat up straight and looked at Zhang Yang with a serious face. Zhang Yang could see the determination in his eyes.
In the blink of an eye, several women flashed through Zhang Yang's mind. Suddenly, he realized that if he really had to choose between several women, he would have been in a difficult choice.
"I'm tired, I want to take a rest."
Seeing Zhang Yang's hesitation at that moment, Nana's eyes showed a hint of disappointment. She left Zhang Yang's shoulders and slowly lay on the mat. She curled up and fell asleep with her back to Zhang Yang. There was a line between them.
tiny distance.
As long as he cannot choose, this will be a distance that Zhang Yang can never cross.
The swinging feelings are like a headless fly, escaping and escaping constantly, while the number of people with different surnames that I know is constantly increasing... Obviously, this situation cannot continue!
Looking at Nana's curled body, Zhang Yang stood up with a sigh, covered Nana's body with his white coat, and took out a thin sweater from his bag to cover Nana's naked body.
Above the jade feet.
"Take a break, I'll take a look around."
Nana nodded her head slightly, her curled body did not move, her undulating body was like the sacred peak of Wushan Mountain, sacred and full of temptation.
Zhang Yang took a deep breath and let the air mixed with the fragrance of plants penetrate deep into his lungs. He needed a quiet environment to think about his future.
Time passed unknowingly. During the time the two were chatting, the moonlight had illuminated the earth like a layer of silvery light. The lake surface, which was originally a little scaly, also seemed unusually calm. The gentle wind was blowing the mountains.
The leaves swayed gently under the moonlight at night.
Walking on the lawn by the lake, Zhang Yang felt a sense of pressure inexplicably.
It seems that there are many powerful beings in this world, and he has always lived in the shadow of these people. Zhang Yang doesn't know who they are, but he does feel this way.
These people are everywhere, but Zhang Yang is unable to determine the true identity of these people. They seem to have thousands of incarnations.
Obviously, those people also know how to play "The Immortal Path" or have huge influence.
Awesome!
Zhang Yang thought of the long-haired middle-aged man from another dimension, his fluttering hair, his aura that looked down upon the world, and those millions of battleships...could it be him?
Wang Hao!
Zhang Yang's heart beat rapidly. He ignored a very important thing, that is, the name "Wang Hao". This name seems to have been seen on the calligraphy work of Wang Yan in Noble City. This Wang Hao is that Wang Hao.
?
However, Zhang Yang still couldn't figure it out. If this Wang Hao was a Wang Hao from a different space, how did he get to the different space and why was he able to command millions of space battleships?
Obviously, this is not something an earthling can do.
And the most important point is that it is very obvious that Wang Hao is Wang Yan's father, so who is the person Nana said, and who is Aunt Bing's husband?
Who is the person who can restrain Maimaiti, Xiaoqi, and Zhang Han?
Zhang Yang feels that his thinking is getting more and more confusing...
No matter who it was, he was living under one or several very powerful shadows. Zhang Yang looked at a pile of gray-white rocks in the distance, and a trace of absolute despair flashed across his face.
No one wants to live in the shadow of others forever. From the moment Zhang Yang fled, he felt an invisible force, and he has been seeking to get rid of this force.
Zhang Yang's thinking is extremely meticulous. He has been quietly leaving those forces and leaving the Noble City for this reason. He left the city and Brother Dao. There is also this reason. Although Brother Dao does not have the existence of the shadow, he
When he conquered Brother Dao, he had the support of that power... Choosing Somalia to build a small, insignificant base was Zhang Yang's first plan. It is a joke to have influence wherever it is in a war-torn area, unless,
Zhang Yang believes that no one in the world can truly control the pirates in Somalia. The pirate forces in Somalia are complex. Old forces disappear and new forces rise every day. No one can completely control Somalia.
Even if he is Zhang Yang, he only wants to increase his voice in the Somali pirate circle, and he will not fantasize about conquering the entire Somali pirates.
The external environment is to build power, and the internal environment is to try to make one's kung fu improve by leaps and bounds. The progress of the magical kung fu in "The Immortal Road" is rapid, and Zhang Yang can feel the huge changes in his body.
However, what makes Zhang Yang unexpected now is that he is actually involved in the struggle between countries. From the biochemical gene man to the "Chinese Jiao", everything shows that he has been involved in huge waves.
Sudden.
Just when Zhang Yang was thinking wildly, three figures appeared on the pile of rocks, three figures wearing robes. The snow-white robes were better than the snow. They looked fluttering in the moonlight, as if they would ride the wind back.
I vaguely saw that the three of them were carrying long knives on their backs.
Zhang Yang's pupils shrank unexpectedly, and a sense of danger permeated every pore of his body. Even the sleeping Yin Mei jumped out, his silver hair exploded, and a pair of red eyes shot out a fierce light, staring closely.
The three people walking down the rocks... all three of them saw Zhang Yang, but as if Zhang Yang didn't exist, they still walked slowly and talked about something.
Finally, the three of them walked to the place where Zhang Yang was standing, with their backs to Zhang Yang and facing the entire lawn and lake. They pointed at every scenery and talked slowly... These were three Japanese people because they were wearing kimonos.
The man in the middle is about thirty years old, and the two people following him are ten years old and look very fresh. All three of them are carrying a samurai sword on their backs. The samurai sword seems to have no scabbard and is wrapped in white cloth. This makes them uncomfortable.
Zhang Yang thought of Aze, who rarely used the scabbard now.
The middle-aged man in his early thirties was obviously the boss, and his every move was filled with supreme authority. He just glanced at Zhang Yang, and his eyes were so sharp that he could see through a person's internal organs.
"Here, eighteen years ago, an earth-shattering battle took place. I witnessed this battle with my own eyes. Every time I think of that battle, my blood seems to boil. I think that in the human world, there will be no
There is such a thrilling battle, which has surpassed human existence!" The middle-aged man spoke in a faint voice, as if he was immersed in boundless memories.
"Is there anyone stronger than Master in this world?" A young man next to him didn't seem to believe it.
"There are not many people who are better than my teacher, but that person is definitely one. Maybe, I will never be able to reach his level!" The middle-aged man's tone at the beginning was full of strong self-confidence, but when it came to that person,
When speaking, his tone was extremely bleak.
"Master, I believe that you are the strongest human being!" Another young man said firmly.
"Haha, me? No! I can't make the lake freeze instantly!" The middle-aged man pointed to the lake with a little disappointment on his face.
"Let the lake freeze instantly?"
The two young people opened their mouths with incredible expressions on their faces. Even Zhang Yang at the back looked at the lake surface of several square kilometers with a shocked expression. This was simply unbelievable. It was impossible to imagine that a human being could control the lake with his own strength.
The surface of this lake covering several square kilometers instantly solidified into ice.
"Look at that mountain, well, it's the pile of rocks we just walked through. That person also flattened the pile of rocks to a height of nearly two meters with his bare hands..."
The two young men suddenly gasped. They had walked over the rocks just now, so they naturally knew how hard the rocks were. They didn't expect that the man was so powerful.
"Have you seen those woods?" The middle-aged man raised his hand and pointed to the short woods.
"Uh-huh."
"That forest was originally as tall as the trees in other places, but it was destroyed in that battle. These are the trees that have grown again."
This time, even Zhang Yang gasped. He had no specific idea of the pile of rocks, but the woods were comparable. Except for the short woods over there, the surroundings were towering trees that could not be hugged by several people.
It is not easy to destroy even one big tree, and the forest covers at least dozens of acres... "Look over there, the depression of several meters in the terrain was also caused at that time."
…
Everyone looked at the several deep pits in the lawn and were so shocked that they were speechless.
"Master, after the battle, who won?"
"My master is dead." The middle-aged man looked blank.
There was silence for a while, and Zhang Yang could feel the beating of their hearts. However, Zhang Yang could only feel the beating of two people, and he could not detect the beating of the middle-aged man's heart.
"kill him!"
The middle-aged man suddenly turned around, his sharp gaze fell on Zhang Yang, coldly dropped a word, and walked away slowly.