"Father!"

The moment Zhang Ning saw the figure of his father Zhang Jiao, who was brought back from the barren mountains to Guangzong County by the Yellow Turban Warriors, the teenage girl lost her strength and almost collapsed to the ground.

In her impression, her father has always been the best in the world, and no matter what kind of difficulties come to Zhang Jiao, he can easily solve them.

As a father like Optimus Prime, at this moment...

Tattered robes.

Gray hair.

As well as the fishy smell emanating from the blood splattered all around, they impacted the little girl's senses all the time.

How could it be?

Optimus Prime, collapsed.

However, the little girl of about ten years old could not describe her feelings. She only knew that an invisible fear was constantly gripping her heart. Invisible crises were coming towards her from all directions.

Fear.

worry.

A series of emotions filled my heart, and my little face was filled with confusion.

But, the only thing that wasn't there were tears.

Because she, Zhang Ning, was born on the Taiping Road since she was a child, what she saw from the moment she opened her eyes was such a hell-like world.

As the daughter of General Tiangong, she can cry, laugh, and even be timid, but she cannot cry because she has seen too many joys and sorrows in the world.

No!

To be precise, it is the joys and sorrows among the senior officials, but it is just a plea for survival among the leaders of Guizhou.

The word "seeking life" contains too much.

"..."

Zhang Jiao looked at his daughter holding back her tears. He couldn't help but smile with relief. He waved his hand to signal the group of yellow scarf warriors surrounding him to disperse to maintain order. Then he reached out and rubbed the little girl with a smile on his face.

The boss on the head said: "Very good, Mei Niang has always performed very well."

Mei Niang is Zhang Ning's nickname, and those who can be called by this name are all close friends.

Then Zhang Jiao pointed out Zhang Ning's shortcomings: "But Mei Niang, you still have many shortcomings. The expression on your face still needs to be controlled to prevent others from noticing what you are thinking."

"Because, being my Zhang Jiao's daughter is very tiring."

"From now on, Mei Niang, you will be alone, so you must learn to control it."

What surprised Zhang Ning was that her father's words at this moment were still instructions, but she could feel that her father's aura was weakening step by step.

Head up.

Looking at his father in front of him, Zhang Ning ignored Zhang Jiao's instructions for the first time, and instead said: "I want revenge."

"To that Taoist priest!"

Zhang Ning had met the young Taoist priest before, and it was his appearance that caused the following series of things to happen.

She knew that the other party was targeting her father.

In Zhang Ning's little heart, she was quite resentful of Taoism.

Not only did those guys not come to help, but they hindered him and even attacked his own father directly.

Zhang Jiao couldn't help but be startled by his daughter's words, and his stroking movements stopped abruptly.

Stubbornness and stubbornness in one’s bones.

And that indelible tenacity.

He naturally knows very well what kind of temper his daughter is.

In other words, it was Zhang Jiao who raised his daughter to be what she is now.

After a moment of silence, Zhang Jue did not directly answer his daughter's question. Instead, he asked a seemingly irrelevant question: "Mei Niang, do you know the Seven Star Sword?"

Seven Star Sword?

Zhang Ning raised her little face and blinked. The sadness that was still permeating his eyes was dissipated a lot by his father's words at this moment. Although he didn't quite understand why he asked this question, Zhang Ning still told what he knew.

The answer comes out, after all, this is a kind of basic knowledge.

"Seven Star Sword...that's a Taoist magic sword."

"This is Taoist common sense that my father once gave me."

Speaking of this, Zhang Ning suddenly looked startled, and then said in shock: "Father, is it possible..." because the magic sword is not a sword used for fighting.

Zhang Ning's question was quickly answered. Zhang Jiao just nodded slightly and said: "The opponent used the Seven Star Sword."

this!!!

Zhang Ning was completely stunned.

This is completely different from the common sense taught to me by my father.

As the daughter of the leader of Taiping Taoism, how could Zhang Ning, who can be regarded as a little heavenly master, not know the common sense and rules of these sects?

How can the Seven Star Sword be used in combat?

In terms of combat effectiveness, a complete sword is ultimately better than a mess made up of nothing on the sword.

The seven stars and seven holes will cause uneven force on the sword, making it extremely vulnerable to damage.

In a fight, you will be cut off easily.

What's more, it's in the hands of a top expert.

Her father, Zhang Jiao, also owned a Taoist weapon such as the Seven Star Sword. During the battle with the army, Zhang Jiao used the Seven Star Sword to combine with his own Huangtian Dafa to use the magic power of calling wind and rain.

"I'm afraid the other party is implementing a terrible plan."

"He thought that his father's hard work illuminated the seven-star sword, and he used his father's destiny to light up the Tianshu."

Zhang Jiao had been thinking about these issues during the previous period. At this moment, Zhang Jiao began to relay all the things he had thought about during this period to his daughter: "Seven stars are consecrated, and the seven stars are decorated with human efforts and lives."

"That person's abilities are definitely not qualified for ordinary people. Even your second and third uncles don't have this qualification."

"Besides me, if his prediction is not wrong, he will kill six more people."

"The identities of these six people will have a great influence on the future situation of the world."

"Only such a being can they have this qualification."

"If my father's guess is not wrong, that person's next targets will most likely be the leader of the Yingui Sect, Dong Zhuo, and the current emperor, Liu Hong..."

"He will stop after killing seven candidates."

"That young Taoist priest's name is Yue Mingyuan... huh? No! This name may not really be his."

"Mei Niang, please remember this."

"He may disappear for a while after killing seven people, but when necessary, he will stand up again and take out the seven-star sword to carry out his real plan."

"If you want to take revenge, then Mei Niang must wait with peace of mind, waiting for that critical moment."

When he said this, Zhang Jiao's complexion turned from pale to rosy, and he had reached the stage of reflection. Especially when he thought about it, his spirit became more and more excited.

Sudden.

An idea flashed in Zhang Jiao's mind, and he thought of the same record written in a volume of Taoist scriptures and a widely circulated saying.

I see.

It turned out to be that thing.

seven stars.

seven people.

"It turns out that he wants to seize luck. He wants to..." The words that had reached the throat seemed to be stopped by an invisible force. The energy and spirit that were originally gathered through the return of light were hidden in the body at this moment.

The sword intent was completely dispersed.

The sound stopped.

The unfinished words just drifted over Zhang Ning's head.

Zhang Ning's heart trembled suddenly, and he slowly looked towards his father's face. All he saw was the remaining look of shock and horror, and the terrifying look of blood oozing from all the orifices.

General Zhang Jiao died.

at the same time.

Yue Yuan, who was walking in the mountains, noticed the trembling of the Seven Star Sword at his waist, turned around and looked in the direction of Guangzong County.
Chapter completed!