Nana sat upright and looked at Zhang Yang with a serious face. Zhang Yang could see the determination in her eyes.

In the flash of lightning, several women flashed through Zhang Yang's mind. Suddenly, he discovered that if a few women really made him choose, he had fallen into a difficult choice.

"I'm tired, I want to take a break."

Looking at Zhang Yang's hesitation for that moment, Nana's eyes showed a hint of disappointment. She left Zhang Yang's shoulders and slowly lay on the mat, curled her body, and slept towards Zhang Yang. There was a slight distance between them.

As long as he cannot choose, this will be a distance that can never be overcome by the singularity.

The swaying feelings are like a headless fly, escaping, constantly escaping, while the different surnames they know continue to increase... Obviously, this situation cannot continue!

Looking at Nana's curled body, Zhang Yang sighed softly and stood up, covering Nana's white coat, and then took out a thin sweater from the bag to cover Nana's exposed jade feet.

"Stay rest, I'll take a look around."

Nana lightly tapped her head, and her curled body did not move. The concave and undulating body seemed to be the Divine Peak of Wushan, sacred and full of temptation.

Zhang Yang took a deep breath and let the air mixed with the fragrance of plants penetrate deep into his lungs. He needed a quiet environment to think about his future.

Time passed without realizing it. During the time when the two chatted, the moonlight had already shone on the earth like a layer of silver light. The lake surface, which was originally a little scale, also seemed extremely calm. The slight wind blew the mountain mist, and the leaves swayed gently under the night moonlight.

Walking in the lawn by the lake, Zhang Yang felt a kind of pressure for no reason.

It seems that there are many powerful existences in this world, and he always lives under the shadow of these people. Zhang Yang doesn’t know who it is, but he does feel this way.

These people are everywhere, but Zhang Yang cannot determine the true identity of these people. It seems that they have thousands of incarnations.

Obviously, those people will also have "The Long Way of Immortality". Or they have a huge influence.

Suddenly!

Zhang Yang thought of the long-haired middle-aged man in a different space, the flying hair of Zhang Yang, his aura of looking down on the world, and the millions of warships... Could it be him?

Wang Hao!

Zhang Yang's heart beat rapidly, and he ignored a very important thing, that is, the name "Wang Hao". This name seems to have been seen in the calligraphy work of Wang Yan's noble city. Is this Wang Hao the Wang Hao that Wang Hao?

However, Zhang Yang still couldn't understand. If Wang Hao was Wang Hao from a different space, how did he go to the different space and why could he command millions of space warships?

Obviously, this is not something that a person on earth can do.

The most important point is that it is very obvious that Wang Hao is Wang Yan’s father, who is the person in Nana’s mouth, and who is Aunt Bing’s husband?

Who is the person who can restrain Maimati, Xiaoqi and Zhang Han?

Zhang Yang felt that his thinking was getting more and more confused...

No matter who it is, now living under one or a few very powerful shadows, Zhang Yang looked at the piles of gray and white rocks in the distance, and a trace of despair flashed across his face.

No one wants to live in the shadow of others forever. From the moment Zhang Yang escaped, he felt an invisible force, and he was always seeking to get rid of this force.

Zhang Yang's thinking is extremely meticulous. He always leaves those forces quietly and leaves from the noble city. There is this reason. Leaving Zhi City and leaving Brother Dao. There is also this reason. Although Brother Dao does not have that shadow, when he conquered Brother Dao, he has the support of that power... Choosing Somalia to build a small, insignificant base is Zhang Yang's first plan. Where is in a war-torn area, where the influence is in a joke. Unless, he can truly control the pirates in Somalia, Zhang Yang believes that no one in this world can do it. The pirate forces in Somalia are complicated, and old forces disappear every day, and new forces are emerging. No one can completely grasp Somalia.

Even if it is just a novice, all I want is to increase my voice in the Somali pirate circle, and I will not fantasize about conquering the entire Somali pirate.

The external environment is to build power, and the internal environment is to try to make your kung fu progress as much as possible. The magical power of "The Long Immortal Way" is progressing rapidly, and Zhang Yang felt the huge changes in his body.

However, what Zhang Yang now unexpectedly was that he was actually pulled into the struggle between countries, from the biochemical gene human to the "Chinese dragon", it all showed that he had been involved in the turbulent waves.

Sudden.

Just as Zhang Yang was thinking about it, three figures appeared on the pile of rocks, three figures in long robes, the snow-white robes were better than snow, and they looked fluttering under the moonlight, as if they would return by the wind.

It was vaguely seen that the three of them were carrying a long sword on their backs.

Zhang Yang's pupils actually shrank, and a dangerous feeling permeated every pore in his body. Even Yin Mei, who was sleeping, also burst out. The silver hair on his body exploded, and his red eyes shot out fierce light, staring at the three people walking down the rocks... The three of them saw Zhang Yang, but as if Zhang Yang did not exist, they were still walking slowly and talking about something.

Finally, the three of them walked to the place where Zhang Yang stood, facing Zhang Yang with his back, facing the entire lawn and lake, pointing to each scenery and talking slowly... These were three Japanese people, because they were wearing kimonos.

The man in the middle was about in his early thirties. The two people following him were 10 years old and looked very refreshing. The three of them were carrying a samurai sword behind their backs. The samurai sword seemed to have no scabbards and were wrapped in white cloth, which reminded Zhang Yang of Aze, who rarely used scabbards now.

The middle-aged man in his early thirties was obviously his head, and his every move was full of supreme authority. He just glanced at Zhang Yang, and his eyes were as sharp as he could see through human internal organs.

"There was an earth-shaking battle here eighteen years ago. Wei Shi once witnessed this battle with his own eyes. Whenever he thought of that battle, his blood seemed to boil. I think that there would be no such thrilling battle in the human world. It has surpassed human beings!" The middle-aged man's voice was faint, as if immersed in boundless memories.

"There are people in this world who are stronger than masters?" A young man next to him seemed to disbelief.

"There are not many people who are better than being a teacher, but that person is definitely one. Maybe I will never reach his level!" The middle-aged man's tone was filled with strong confidence at the beginning, but when he talked about that person, his tone was extremely bleak.

"Master, I believe that you are the strongest man in humanity!" Another young man said firmly.

"Haha, me? No! I can't let the lake freeze in an instant!" The middle-aged man pointed to the lake, his face a little frustrated.

"Let the lake freeze in an instant?"

The two young men opened their mouths with an incredible expression on their faces. Even Zhang Yang behind them looked at the lake with a few square kilometers in shock. This was simply incredible. No matter what, it was impossible to imagine that a human power could instantly condense the lake with a few square kilometers into ice.

"Look at that mountain, well, it's the pile of rocks we just walked through. The pile of rocks was also the distance that the man cut with bare hands to nearly two meters high..."

The two young men gasped. They came over the rock just now and naturally knew the hardness of the pile of rocks. Unexpectedly, the man had reached such a powerful level.

"Did you see the woods?" The middle-aged man raised his hand and pointed at the short woods.

"Uh-huh."

"That forest was as tall as the trees in other places, but it was destroyed in that battle, and it was a regenerated tree."

This time, even Zhang Yang gasped. He had no specific concept of the pile of rocks, but the forest was comparable. Except for the short forest there, there were towering trees that several people could not hold. Even if it was not easy to destroy a tree, the forest was filled with at least dozens of acres... "Look at that side, the terrain that was several meters deep was also caused by it at that time."

...

Everyone was so shocked that they could not speak when they looked at the deep pits that had been indented in the lawn.

"Master, who won after the battle?"

"My master is dead." The middle-aged man looked dull.

After a silence, Zhang Yang could feel their heartbeat, but Zhang Yang could only feel two people, and he could not detect the heartbeat of the middle-aged man.

"Kill him!"

The middle-aged man suddenly turned around, his sharp eyes fell on Zhang Yang's body, and he left a cold sentence and walked away slowly.

(To be continued)
Chapter completed!