Dongfang Zimo's eyes were red and his whole body was shaking. He held swords in both hands and glared at the dozens of corpses in front of him. His body seemed to be controlled by someone and had no independent will.
After this sword blow, Dongfang Zimo felt as if a lot of vitality had been drained from him, and he felt extremely tired.
Suddenly, I heard the faint sound of horse hooves not far away, and several people and horses came into view.
Although he didn't know whether these people were harmful to him, Dongfang Zimo was exhausted and completely fainted.
"He is truly a man of God!"
A middle-aged man came slowly on a horse, looking down at everything in the field, and finally fixed his eyes on Dongfang Zimo, who had passed out.
"Except for the man holding the sword, all the others are dead!" After a man dismounted to investigate, he said respectfully to the middle-aged man.
"How is this person's injury?" The middle-aged man was very satisfied with the result and asked in a slightly excited tone.
"Uncle, don't worry. Although this person looks seriously injured, most of them are skin injuries and are not serious." The person who spoke was a young man wearing a blue brocade robe.
After the man in green robe finished speaking, he felt a little strange, so he asked: "Uncle, it's not surprising that this man killed more than a dozen people at once with a sword, but it wouldn't be impossible if it were another person."
"This is definitely not something you can understand. It's natural that you have questions... You should take good care of this person and bring him back for rest, without making any mistakes!" The middle-aged man laughed mysteriously and decided to bring Dongfang Zimo to his house.
He took it back, leaving only the man in green robe with a puzzled look on his face.
Just now Dongfang Zimo's sword was actually seen by these people. Although the others were a little surprised, it was not a big deal.
But in the eyes of middle-aged men, it's not that simple.
I don't know how long he slept before Dongfang Zimo woke up in a daze, feeling severe pain all over his body.
As soon as I opened my eyes, I found myself lying in a strange place.
Dongfang Zimo seemed to remember something and turned around, looking for something.
After seeing a sword placed beside the bed, he immediately grabbed it.
"What on earth is this sword that can make me lose control..." Dongfang Zimo recalled the previous scene. He only knew that after being angered, he fell unconscious and had no idea why he ended up here.
Just as he was thinking about it, the door was suddenly opened, and a maid carrying a bowl of Chinese medicine came in.
"Young master, you are finally awake." The maid spoke sweetly and stickyly. When she saw Dongfang Zimo woke up, she immediately put the medicine in her hand aside and hurried out.
But after taking a few steps, he was bumped into and stopped.
The person who was hit was a little angry and reprimanded: "Why are you in such a panic! Could it be..."
Before the maid could answer, the man in green robe knew what was going on and ran happily in another direction.
The maid stood there with her head down and a look of fear on her face.
Dongfang Zimo couldn't help but be startled when he saw this. After thinking about it, he realized what was going on.
"Someone other than this saved me?"
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In another building, it was quiet and peaceful. There was a middle-aged man in the house holding a book and frowning as he read.
As if he noticed something, the middle-aged man put down the things in his hands and looked outside with some surprise at the deserted place.
But not long after, a man in green robe actually appeared outside the door.
"Uncle! That man from before has woken up." As soon as the man in green robe entered the room, he looked at the middle-aged man strangely, feeling that the other party had already expected him to come, and he couldn't help but respect this uncle even more.
"Hey! I finally woke up. I didn't expect that I slept for such a long time. Let's go and have a look." The middle-aged man couldn't wait to go out and disappeared after a few figures.
The man in green robe seemed to be accustomed to this, so he didn't do anything strange and walked away quickly, but his speed was much faster than that of the middle-aged man.
In less than a moment, the middle-aged man arrived at Dongfang Zimo's residence, but there was no man in green robe beside him, and he was obviously still behind.
The middle-aged man entered the door without caring.
"How have you been sleeping these days, little friend? If you have any serious health problems, please feel free to mention it. I will immediately send you all the elixirs in the house." The middle-aged man said excitedly before he saw the other person.
He said, seeming to be extremely concerned about this person.
The visitor was a middle-aged man wearing a purple robe, exuding the aura of a master, which made Dongfang Zimo startled.
"My dear, Dongfang Zimo, I am fortunate to have been helped by my benefactor. Zimo will never forget my kindness." Although Dongfang Zimo was a little curious about these people, he didn't know the other person's character at the moment, so it was better to be cautious.
The middle-aged man in purple robe was very happy when he saw the other party acting like this: "Little friend Zimo, there is no need to be polite. It's just that Zimo was oppressed by the Meng family, and he was really angry. Oh, by the way, I am the elder of the Hong clan.
, Hong Qi.”
"Hong clan?" Dongfang Zimo muttered silently.
The middle-aged man in purple robe noticed that Dongfang Zimo didn't seem to know about this sect. He frowned and said, "Why, doesn't Zimo not know about our Hong family?"
When Dongfang Zimo heard this, he just smiled and said nothing.
"Ahem!"
"Zimo should have come to our Hongfu County not long ago. It's true that I didn't know this. I was confused. But did Zimo offend the Meng family? Otherwise, how could he be hunted down by his clan?" The middle-aged man in purple robe was a little embarrassed.
He coughed dryly and directly changed the subject and asked.
It is definitely false to say that Hong Qi did not know why and why Dongfang Zimo was being hunted.
After bringing Dongfang Zimo back, he immediately investigated his life experience, but the result was unexpected.
No matter how the Hong clan investigated, they could only find information that Dongfang Zimo suddenly came to Hongfu County more than ten years ago.
Of course, Dongfang Zimo didn't know anything about this. He only knew that the people in front of him didn't seem to have any ill intentions towards him, and his vigilance gradually relaxed.
Seeing Hong Qi's question, Dongfang Zimo answered everything he knew.
For him, his life experiences are of no value.
Moreover, he suddenly came up with the idea of whether he could find out his life experience with the help of the Hong clan.
Because relying solely on your own ability, it is more difficult to find out your identity than to reach the sky.
"How hateful! This Meng family is lawless and cruel. His son Meng Wu is shameless, and his father is even worse!" After Hong Qi heard what happened to Dongfang Zimo, although he was indignant on the surface, he was not like that in his heart.
"Although I killed the Meng family and my son, I'm afraid they will suffer revenge from the Meng family members." The man in green robe appeared at some unknown time and suddenly interjected.
"My nephew is right. It's better for Zimo to stay for a few more days to recover from his injuries. Don't worry, Zimo, if you need anything, just ask the attendant." Hong Qi chuckled and planned to stay in Dongfang.
The meaning of Zimo.
"Then I'll bother you more." Dongfang Zimo thought for a moment and then agreed.
It is extremely inconvenient for him that his injuries have not yet healed, and it will be troublesome if he meets a disciple of the Meng family.