The Supreme Dragon Emperor

The scarred man never dreamed that Qin Zheng would take action directly, completely suppressing him in terms of momentum and courage. At this time, he was looking at Qin Zheng blankly, completely unaware of what was happening.

"You're still not going to say anything, are you?" Qin Zheng asked coldly, his handsome cheeks like frost.

"I..." The scarred man's face twitched, and he finally had no choice but to confess the truth.

After hearing the whole story, Qin Zheng said with a gloomy face: "As expected, he belongs to the Xuanyuan family."

"I have said everything I should say, so you must let me go, please, please..." The scarred man begged for mercy.

Qin Zheng naturally didn't give him any trouble when he saw this, and let him go after a few words of explanation.

As soon as the scarred man left, Qin Zheng packed his luggage. In any case, he did not want anyone to be affected because of him. At this time, leaving was the best choice for him.

After finishing cleaning up, Qin Zheng said goodbye to the young woman, and then left the small courtyard where he had lived for several months. He could vaguely see the roses blooming in the corner, but it was a pity that everything had changed.

"I plan to go out for a while. You take good care of yourself." Qin Zheng said to Li Xiner on the phone.

Although he was reluctant to leave, he nodded sensibly and replied: "Take care of yourself, I will be here waiting for you to come back."

Extra words are burdensome, and no words can express the mood at this moment. Qin Zheng is sitting on the plane, with his head tens of thousands of miles in the sky, and his mood at this moment cannot be expressed in words.

First, he lost his profound Taoism, and then encountered such an accident. But no one can accept it. The loss and recovery of feelings, from existence to nothing, including care, these have undoubtedly become the deepest ties in Qin Zheng's heart.

It's just that everything has to start again. Because he doesn't want to be tied up again, Qin Zheng deliberately chose the desert area this time.

On the one hand, it was to pave the way for the arduous cultivation of the mind in the future, and on the other hand, he was looking for something in that memory. He vaguely felt that the item from last time must not be simple, and there must be something hidden in it.

…

The plane landed at an oasis near the Takla Desert. After the cabin opened, several people slowly walked out.

A plane can carry at least a hundred people, but what is ridiculous is that there are only less than five passengers. They also have different identities, some are doctors and even...

Because of his withdrawn personality, Qin Zheng did not choose to have too much contact with this group of people. He asked for directions alone as soon as he got off the plane.

"Excuse me, how to get to this place?" Qin Zheng asked after handing the map drawn from memory to the locals.

The local just took one look and said: "This place is not far away. You can walk from here, then go there, and walk for a while. But that place is our holy land. Are you a believer who goes to worship?" ?" He said, his eyes full of expectation.

Qin Zheng did not defend himself. After thanking him directly, he bought a camel and water under the guidance of the locals and embarked on a journey to the desert.

Looking up, the surroundings are filled with yellow sand. Not to mention humans, there are not even living things. If it were an ordinary person, he would have been bored to death.

But for Qin Zheng, everything seemed like a habit, just like his life many years ago. As a monk, he naturally had to be able to endure a lot of loneliness.

The walk lasted about an hour.

After finding a cave in the middle of the desert,

Qin Zheng slowly took out the kettle and other things. After eating enough at once, he closed his eyes and began to practice.

The spiritual energy began to spread outward from the core in the Dantian, and Qin Zheng gradually felt the spiritual energy around him. Although it was not abundant, it was relatively better than normal.

And because he was not distracted, Qin Zheng could not help but feel much happier at the speed of his cultivation.

Gradually, the surrounding spiritual energy begins to be gradually gathered, and then rushes toward the heart at an extremely fast speed per second. Finally, after a week, it flows back to the Dantian, then enters the core, and then circulates again.

Day after day, month after month.

After another month of boring life, Qin Zheng realized that he had made a breakthrough and successfully practiced Galloping Wind and Thunder to the first level.

Although the speed cannot reach the literal meaning, once the movement technique is used, it is only a matter of time to travel thousands of miles in a day. Generally speaking, it is enough to dodge or attack by force. Qin Zheng is not very satisfied with this result. But it's obviously pretty good.

After exhaling his last breath, Qin Zheng stood up and shook off the dust on his clothes before slowly walking out.

It was as desolate as ever, and the entire desert exuded an impersonal death ritual, but in Qin Zheng's heart it was peaceful, even resembling the original prehistoric appearance.

After Qin Zheng drank the last sip of water in the kettle, his body moved and soon he disappeared.

When he reappeared, he had returned to the airport. After washing and resting, he boarded the plane again.

This was another flight in his memory, but at this moment he understood that this time he could finally stop escaping and decide the future in his own way.

Whoever has the bigger fist is the boss. Haha, Xuanyuan family, now it’s my turn to harvest lives.

…

Returning to his hometown, Qin Zheng went directly to Hongmen without notifying anyone.

Although the group seemed to have given up on suppressing Hongmen after Qin Zheng left, it caused Hongmen a lot of losses. Today's Hongmen is no longer the same as it used to be, and there is even less vigilance. Compared with my father's era, Completely different.

Qin Zheng was standing outside the Hongmen headquarters at this time, looking at a few listless boys and shaking his head. He took a deep breath and dialed Liao Jihuan's number.

"Ji Huan, where are you now?"

"Brother Zheng? What's wrong with you?"

"It's nothing. Are Hongmen okay? I just feel homesick suddenly." Qin Zheng said lightly.

The moment Qin Zheng mentioned Hongmen, Liao Jihuan's face changed slightly, his eyes looked deeply towards the empty hall, and he couldn't help but want to sigh. But in order not to worry Qin Zheng, he finally chose to hide it.

"Bangli? What's wrong with the gang? Everything is fine. What kind of trouble can happen to a gang as big as Hongmen? Just take care of yourself." Liao Jihuan said with a smile, but his eyes couldn't help but turn red.

In just one month, Hongmen was defeated. All the places were wiped out. Almost all legitimate businesses were stopped. Even a group of Hongmen elders were imprisoned. However, for him In addition to being unable to do anything, there is still nothing that can be done.

Is this destiny? He, Liao Jihuan, relied on his fists to gain prestige when he was young, and eventually became the gang leader step by step. But now facing such a situation, it is like a mockery. Tens of thousands of brothers are walking away to death, except for this headquarters. Except for the memory of the past, everything has changed.

What should he do and where to go. At this time, Liao Jihuan was filled with emotions, but so was Qin Zheng outside the door.

After hanging up the call from Liao Jihuan, Qin Zheng pushed open the Hongmen hall.

The huge sound echoed in the empty hall, and Liao Jihuan sat in the main seat with a forlorn expression.

"Ji Huan! I'm back!" He announced his existence simply and clearly.

Liao Jihuan raised his head from his seat in disbelief. When he saw Qin Zheng standing outside the door, tears of excitement burst out. He hugged Qin Zheng in a bear hug and said, "Brother! You are finally back!"

"Haha, yes, I'm back. Now it's time to collect interest." Qin Zheng said coldly. After looking around, he asked thoughtfully: "Everyone is gone?"

After listening to Qin Zheng's words, Liao Jihuan didn't hide anything and said directly: "Brothers, those who can change places have changed, and those who can't change have also left. Some have gone home to live with their wives, and some... Hey, that's true. long."

"Then let's make the story short. Now I want you to tell me everything from beginning to end." Qin Zheng said.

Liao Jihuan nodded and said: "..."

An hour later.

Qin Zheng's face became even more gloomy, and his whole person revealed a trace of evil spirit from the inside out, like a demon harvesting human lives. Even Liao Jihuan suddenly felt a chill running down his spine.

He looked at Qin Zheng with worried eyes and said, "Brother! I hope you calm down. Everyone is doing this for you. We don't want anything to happen to you!"

"Don't worry, nothing will happen to me, and those people must get retribution." Qin Zheng looked Liao Jihuan squarely and asked, "Have you been afraid this year?"

"Are you afraid? I, Liao Jihuan, have never been afraid of anything, even death!" Liao Jihuan said.

Qin Zheng nodded approvingly and said: "Since you are not afraid, then you can gather all the brothers for me now. We will fight back tonight and snatch everything back."