"kindness?"

Suddenly, Zilong noticed the strangeness, and suddenly opened his eyes, purple light shimmering, and between Xu Mi, his huge body moved, a flicker, and disappeared in place.

Boom!

A flash of lightning fell from the sky, and there was a loud noise from the place that had been entrenched earlier, and the rocks bounced to pieces, revealing a huge pothole with a depth of several tens of feet.

This is frightening!

Zilong's eyes were cold, and if he had just noticed something wrong and moved away decisively, under this blow, he might not die or be half disabled.

"It's sensitive!"

A chuckling came from above the head, and the words were a little careless, with a kind of indifferent and calm like walking in the garden.

Zilong suddenly looked up.

"Who are you?" he asked. This is a humanoid man with a young face, wearing loose white sportswear, just standing in the air, looking relaxed, full of flaws.

But Zilong was secretly awe-inspiring.

He clearly sensed that under this young man's seemingly comfortable posture, his body contained energy comparable to volcanoes. Once it erupted, the entire Wudang Mountains would shake.

"Me? Insignificant, nobody!" The young man responded, and at the same time landed from a high altitude. In this process, the speed was not very fast.

But his eyes were locked in the form of Zilong in a seemingly inattentive, but serious way.

This made the latter know that if he acted rashly, he was afraid that there would be a thunderous blow.

"Friends..." Zilong considered his words, cautiously blaming the young man for the sudden attack. At the same time, ask what the other party's intention is and whether the two parties have any grievances.

"Private grievances have never happened before."

Hearing this answer, Zilong didn't loosen his heart, but looked at each other with scorching eyes, and said: "Are you from Yanhuang?"

Over the years, with his rise, the one who offends the most is naturally from the Yan and Huang side.

When he first entered the warlord state, he was still young, full of spirit and lawlessness, and he gradually became honest until he suffered a few losses in the hands of the human race.

"It seems you are not stupid yet!"

"My friend, although I did a lot of wrong things back then, they were all more than ten years ago. Over the years, I have cultivated my character and stayed on this Wudang Mountain, almost never going down..." Zilong's eyes flickered, his words euphemistically, with a faint concession.

He is unwilling to fight this sudden human race, the opponent's strength is very strong, by no means weaker than him.

At the moment, he just wants to practice and accelerate the pace of evolution, hoping to evolve into a real Thunder Dragon one day.

"What you said is true."

The other party nodded, and then Zilong was happy, slightly relaxed, and smiled: "It seems that this friend also feels..."

But before he finished speaking, he saw the other party shaking his hand and interrupted, "Things like putting down the butcher knife and becoming a Buddha on the ground, it doesn't work for me."

Zilong's face sank.

According to him, it has been more than ten years since he opened up Lingzhi. For so many years, he has naturally deeply studied the former Blue Star overlord, human history and culture, etc.

He understood the meaning of this sentence very well.

Repeatedly gave in, but the other party was aggressive and didn't seem to let him off, which made Zilong's eyes gradually show evil spirits.

He is not really that good-tempered.

"It seems that my friend must have a fight with me?" Zilong's tone was low, and his blood gradually heated up. Although he avoided fighting, he was not afraid of fighting.

"This is not necessarily!" The other party shook his head.

Zilong was startled.

He said in a deep voice, "What does my friend mean, what compensation he wants, or anything else, I might as well say it directly!"