Xijiang Mansion, Longhuang Mountain.
This is the base camp of the Zhang family, the leader of the Dragon Kingdom's imperial circle.
In the Shangqing Palace, a piece of ancient sandalwood fell softly, leaning against a teenager who looked only 16 or 7 years old.
This boy, wearing a white silk robe, has red lips and white teeth, and his face is like a crown jade.
In front of him, there are several beautiful maids kneeling, carefully knocking their legs and shoulders.
This person is Zhang Zhiyu, the hidden young man known as one of the Four Young Masters of the Dragon Kingdom.
Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps.
The next mont, a young man dressed in Taoist costu walked slowly into the Shangqing palace.
"Young Master, Zhang Feiyu is dead!"
When the voice heard, Zhang Zhiyu, who was closing his eyes and rested, suddenly opened his eyes.
He first glanced at the young man, and imdiately, the corners of his mouth were already unconsciously twitched.
"Oh? This trash, dead?"
Although his voice sounded extrely flat, without any fluctuations.
But when the young man heard it, he couldn't help but shiver.
The boy in front of him, regardless of his age, but the thods are really daunting.
As the young master of the Zhang family of Longhuang Mountain, no one in the entire Zhang family is afraid of him.
Moreover, Zhang Zhiyu's deterrence is better than his father, Zhang Jiajia advocated the beginning of Taoism.
"Young Master, although Zhang Feiyu has been expelled from the sect, he is a child of my Zhang family after all. Now soone dares to kill him, and he simply didn't put our Zhang family in their eyes..."
After a shiver, the young man quickly bowed his head and said.
When Zhang Zhiyu heard this, a smile appeared on his face.
"Do you still need to say it?"
The indifferent voice fell, and the young man knelt to the ground imdiately in fright.
"The villain fails to speak, please punish the young master!"
After all, he squatted on the ground, motionless.
Zhang Zhiyu glanced at him and sat up When the maids around him saw this, they quickly stepped aside.
The next mont, Zhang Zhiyu stood up and looked at the young man condescendingly.
"My Zhang family hasn't been out for a long ti. Many people in the world seem to have forgotten our Longhuangshan line, ha ha ha!"
"Zhang Jianyi, go down and prepare, this young master is out!"
As soon as the creeping Zhang Jian heard the words, he imdiately replied.
"promise!"
Imdiately afterwards, he got up and slowly withdrew from the Shangqing Palace.
"Interesting, I actually provoke my Zhang family..."
With a gentle smile on his face, Zhang Zhiyu said sothing to himself.
The maids around, all held their breath and dared not even breathe.
Their young master often "shows" such an expression, indicating that he really wants to kill soone!
How do these maids dare to offend the young master?
"Bring Zhang Feiyu's fiancee!"
After the laughter, Zhang Zhiyu sat back on the ancient sandalwood soft collapse again and gave a faint instruction.
"promise!"
When there was a maid, she bowed her promise and retired imdiately.
After a while, Zhang Feiyu's fiancee was brought to Zhang Zhiyu.
This woman has a pretty face and an outstanding figure, but she has a hint of fear on her face.
"Zhang Feiyu is dead!"
Zhang Zhiyu, who was leaning on the soft collapse, said softly.
After hearing this, the woman trembled slightly, but then she recovered her calm.
"Young Master, Zhang Feiyu has nothing to do with the little girl. His life and death have nothing to do with !"
After speaking, the woman imdiately lowered her head again.
After Zhang Zhiyu heard this, a wicked smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"Very good, co here!"
When the woman heard the words, she didn't hesitate, and whispered softly, after asking the young master to show her pity, she walked towards him slowly.
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