Heavens Myth Management System

Chapter 94 Changshan Zhao Zilong

"Boy, how is your injury?" Monk Hua asked the man who was sitting on the edge of the training ground.

"Thank you, brother Lu, for your concern. It's almost better now."

Zhao Feng patted his chest, proving that most of his injuries had indeed healed. At the same time, he secretly lamented the magic of the Qi-blood fruit, which could even save a dying person like him.

It has been three days since he woke up. During these three days, his injuries have recovered extremely quickly. Of course, most of the credit should be attributed to the blood fruit.

Monk Hua smiled and said: "Thank you, you can compete with the Sa family when you recover from your injury."

Nangong Zhangwan who just walked over was immediately unhappy after hearing this, and curled his lips and said, "Comparison, aren't you bullying children, you have the guts to compare yourself to me."

Nangong Chang's figure of more than [-] meters tall stood wherever he wanted, as strong as a bear, in stark contrast to Zhao Feng's small body, no wonder he regarded Zhao Feng as a child.

Zhao Feng heard black lines all over his forehead, I also have some strength, okay?
In the past few days, some strange memories have always popped up in his mind, the most of which is the scene of the general in silver armor fighting on the battlefield.

At first, he thought it was a hallucination caused by his injury, but after thinking about it later, he felt that something was wrong. This hallucination was too real, just like he had experienced it himself.

It wasn't until the elegant man whom they honored as Mr. Bowen told him that this was a memory from his previous life that he suddenly realized.

It turned out that all this was not a dream, he had also heard about the man in his memory, it was Zhao Yun who killed seven times in and out of millions of troops thousands of years ago.

Zhao Feng was quite shocked that he was such a peerless and fierce man in his last life. In a blink of an eye, if Captain Xiong Ming and the others hadn't died, he wouldn't be able to awaken such power.

He would rather not have such power.

But it's too late to say anything now, Captain Xiong and the others have already passed away, all he can do now is to carry their beliefs and live well.

Wu Song came over and sat beside Zhao Feng.

Wu Song was very different from before. At this time, he was wearing a black exercise uniform, with several white bandages wrapped around his arms, and he had completely turned into a cultivator.

The biggest change should be that there is a more determined look in his eyes, which is the look that will appear after he has found his own direction.

"Have you figured it out? Where are you going next?" Wu Song asked.

Zhao Feng was still a little confused, he shook his head and said, "I don't know."

Xiong Ming's death dealt him a more serious blow than he had imagined, and it directly made him lose his goal of living for a while.

He knew it was wrong, Captain Xiong Ming tried his best to keep them alive, it would be too sorry for him to die like this, and Zhao Feng didn't want to be scolded by him after going down.

But once Xiong Ming died, his life seemed to lose its color, even if he survived, it would be dull.

Xiong Ming had always been like a brother and father to him, and Zhao Feng was a little at a loss when he left so suddenly.

Wu Song hesitated for a moment, then slowly said: "If you can't find a place to go, you can consider coming here first."

Zhao Feng was a little surprised, even though he had guessed before, he couldn't help but be a little surprised when Wu Song confessed.

"Have you left the law enforcement team?"

"Well, I have already figured it out, the law enforcement team is not suitable for me."

"Really? It seems that you have found your home, here, it seems to be pretty good."

Zhao Feng got to know all the people here in the past few days. Although they are all weird people, I have to say that the atmosphere here is really good, and it is a good place to go.

As for whether to return to the law enforcement team, he hasn't decided yet, because even if he goes back, he will face some strangers, and those familiar faces no longer exist.

"If you haven't made up your mind, just stay here for now." Fu Jiu's faint voice came over.

"Seat!"

Wu Song immediately stood up with a respectful expression.

Zhao Feng was a little cautious, got up and bowed respectfully.

"Thank you, Brother Fu Jiu, for helping me out."

He had already learned a lot about the whole story through Wu Song, and he knew that if Fu Jiu hadn't rescued them, the two of them would have died.

Fu Jiu waved his hand and said, "You're welcome, it's just a matter of convenience. That Caesar lizard is also our prey."

In the past few days, he has been familiar with the power brought by the Caesar monitor lizard. The power of this large lizard is better than expected, and it will definitely give those opponents a big surprise.

Zhao Feng smiled wryly, maybe for these monsters, it was just a matter of convenience. The Caesar monitor lizard, which they could not defeat with all their efforts, was like a piece of plasticine in the hands of these people, allowing them to knead.

"With all due respect, since you have such a powerful force, why haven't you heard of it before?"

Zhao Feng's question was something Wu Song had always wanted to ask, and Hua Monk and Nangong Changwan, who were holding a stone pier to exercise, also pricked up their ears.

This strange mythological organization seemed to emerge out of nowhere, and they had never heard of it before.

Fu Jiu shrugged, and said helplessly: "Because we have just been established, it is less than half a month, if you have heard of it, it will be strange."

"Just established?!"

Everyone was shocked, are you kidding me?Just after it was established, two strong men above the fourth rank joined?There are so many magical means just established?
They instantly felt the deep malice from the world, as if it was the helplessness of dick players when they met krypton gold players.

Zhao Feng felt powerless for a while, and he didn't know what kind of behemoth stood behind Fu Jiu. The temporary organization was dozens of times stronger than their law enforcement team.

He has already begun to consider whether to join [Mythology]. After all, his life was saved by others. Heavenly materials and earthly treasures like qi and blood fruits are rare at first glance. He ate no fewer than ten qi and blood fruits, and even if he sold him, he still couldn't afford the favor.

However, isn't it too hasty to just join an organization like this?He still hasn't figured out how to take the next road, nor has he decided whether to inherit Xiong Ming's will and continue to stay in the law enforcement team.

Seemingly seeing through Zhao Feng's thoughts, Fu Jiu smiled and said: "This world is bigger than you imagined, and it is big enough to realize everyone's dreams."

"Whether it's the power that transcends the heavens, the wealth that penetrates yin and yang, or the resurrection of the dead, you can find them all in this era."

"The resurrection of the dead?" Zhao Feng murmured softly, his eyes getting brighter and brighter.

"Do such legends really exist?"

Fu Jiu grinned: "Nature exists, but it is only the privilege of those who stand at the top of the pyramid. Do you still think about it now?"

Zhao Feng's eyes became more and more determined, as if he had made up his mind, he said loudly: "Zhao Feng has seen the boss!!"

(End of this chapter)