Chapter 301 The Holy Lady of the Mass

"You...who are you, and why are you so persistent in searching for the headquarters of our sect? Is there any grievance between you and our sect?" Elder You said with a vague accent in his remaining breath.

"The grievances between you and I are huge." Zhang Huaming said indifferently, and squeezed Elder You's shoulder bone with five fingers. Even though Elder You was suffering such torture at this time, he wanted to scream in severe physical and mental pain.

, but he no longer had any strength in his body, and he had no energy left to open his mouth.

"If you don't tell me, I will kill everyone here and turn the entire Canglang Town into ruins." Zhang Huaming looked around at the crowd with an expressionless face and said calmly. His tone seemed very calm, which made

No one can see any emotion, anger, sorrow or joy, but the content in the words is frightening.

Massacre the entire Canglang Town!

Zhang Huaming's voice was not loud, but it was just loud enough for everyone present to hear clearly. When they heard that he was uttering wild words about massacre of the city, everyone was shocked and angry. They were shocked as to why this guy dared to boast like this.

Haikou, what makes him angry is that his words clearly do not take everyone into consideration, and he treats other people's lives as nothing. Everyone can kill such cold-blooded and cruel people.

"Sir...sir, please kill this old man." Elder You suddenly opened his slightly narrowed eyes and looked at Han Wei, who was standing aside with a vague gaze, who had turned her head away and couldn't bear to see Elder You's misery. Her lips moved and she begged softly.

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"Your Majesty, kill him." Han Wei turned around, her eyes fell on Elder You's face for a long time, gritted her teeth, with a look of determination on her face, and resolutely raised her head and said to Zhang Huaming, "Kill him, I tell you

Where is the headquarters of the Mass?"

"What is your relationship with the Mass Cult?" Zhang Huaming turned his head, glanced at Han Wei with a stern look, and asked lukewarmly.

"If you want to know, then fulfill the conditions first." Han Wei said stubbornly, but her heart felt miserable. She didn't expect that after she went to the Xia Dynasty Empire, she actually brought back a evil star that was even more ferocious than the devil.

Elder You was tortured and tortured even more. Every time she saw Elder You wailing heart-breakingly, she became filled with grief and anger.

It's a pity that she is not Zhang Huaming's opponent, and the charm skills she is proud of have almost no effect in front of him. The only thing she can do is to make Elder You less painful and die faster.

Regarding the grudge between Zhang Huaming and the Mass Cult, she didn't know what it was. Now she only hoped and prayed that Zhang Huaming would not become the Mass Cult's nightmare, otherwise she would be the Mass Cult's sinner.

"Okay, I believe you once." Zhang Huaming raised his hand and slapped Elder You on the forehead. The dying Elder You finally passed away to the west.

"You can't touch the people in Canglang Town either." Han Wei's eyes sparkled, she stared at Zhang Huaming with resentment, and made another new request.

"Okay." Zhang Huaming answered simply and neatly.

"Follow me." Han Wei took a deep look at the dead Elder You, who had his head elsewhere. She turned around and walked away from Canglang Fort.

When Zhang Huaming saw this, he didn't say much and followed him silently.

Today, Zhang Huaming has long been equal to the existence of a devil in the eyes of everyone. As soon as the onlookers saw him approaching, everyone's face was filled with horror and uneasiness, and they all avoided Laoyuan, lest they unfortunately become the souls of his men.

.So for a moment, the streets, which were densely packed with people, disappeared instantly.

Han Wei walked slowly and unhurriedly in front, and Zhang Huaming followed slowly behind him without being arrogant or impetuous. The two of them walked in silence on the streets of Canglang Town.

He led us down to a small house on the side of the street and stopped.

"This is my home." Han Wei said softly, opened the door outside the house and walked in.

Zhang Huaming glanced around and found nothing unusual in the room, so he followed in.

The house is not very big. Judging from its structure, it has obviously been there for some years. Although it is a little shabby, it is not dirty. Han Wei and Zhang Huaming just walked into the house, and a middle-aged woman who looked like a servant happened to come from inside.

When Tang came out and saw Han Wei and the two of them, his expression was obviously stunned.

"Miss?" The maid looked closely at Han Wei up and down. After looking up and down carefully, a look of disbelief appeared on her face. She looked a little excited and called out with a little doubt.

"Mother Liu, it's me." Han Wei put away the sad look on her face and called the servant woman with a forced smile.

"Miss! It's really Miss, you are back." The servant girl exclaimed with joy, walked a few steps quickly, ran to Han Wei, held Han Wei's hand with both hands, and was at a loss, crying, "Miss Li Fudu

I don’t know how many years, the old woman has been looking forward to it day and night, year after year, thinking that the young lady will never come back. Unexpectedly, the emperor has paid off, and the young lady has finally come back." The servant woman could not hide the excitement and ecstasy in her heart.

She said incoherently while wiping her tears with her hands.

"Mother Liu, look how you're crying. It's so ugly. Isn't Wei'er back already? You should be happy." Maybe it's because he was infected by the servant woman's true temperament, or maybe it's been too many years since Han Wei left this home.

, his eyes were red, he tightly grasped the servant woman's hands, and said passionately.

"The young lady is back. The old woman is very happy. This is called crying with joy. It's ugly, but it's ugly. Anyway, the old woman is happy and happy." The servant girl said simply and shamelessly.

"Look at what you said, in Wei'er's heart, Liu's mother will always be so young and beautiful." Han Wei said.

"The old woman has lost her beauty, so she still claims to be young and beautiful. Miss, you, after so many years of not seeing me, have become more and more graceful, as beautiful as a hibiscus. It really makes the old woman feel jealous.

It’s time.” The maid said cheerfully, with a smile that couldn’t be concealed on her face.

"Mom Liu, please stop praising Weier, otherwise Weier will be so proud that her tail is raised to the sky." Han Wei said a little shyly.

"Okay, okay, I won't say it if I don't say it. You must be tired, why don't you go and take a rest first? Don't worry, I will clean your boudoir every day, just to wait for you to come back one day and have it right away."

A place to rest." Mother Liu said.

"Yeah. But I'm not tired yet, so I don't need to rest. I'm going to discuss something with my friends. You can go ahead and do your work first." Han Wei shook her head and said.

"Who is this?" The maid then noticed that there was a young man following Han Wei. She couldn't help but look at Zhang Huaming curiously, and whispered in Han Wei's ear, "Is he the uncle of our Han family?"

"Mama Liu, please don't talk nonsense. He is just my friend." Han Wei's face turned red involuntarily when she heard this, and she stamped her feet. She glared at Ma Liu angrily and said with disapproval.

Guang subconsciously glanced at Zhang Huaming and saw that he didn't seem to hear what Liu Ma said, and he couldn't help but feel relieved.

"Okay, friends are friends." Mother Liu thought that Han Wei was embarrassed to admit it because of her daughter's family's reserve, so she didn't say anything at the moment. She glanced ambiguously at Zhang Huaming and Han Wei, and thought to herself, this

My uncle is quite good, he is tall, tall, and has a good face. He is a reliable man. If the young lady entrusts her life to him, she will not be wronged. The two of them are a good match.

"Mama Liu, go and do your work, don't worry about us two." Han Wei looked at Ma Liu's eyes and didn't know what she was thinking, so she hurriedly urged.

"Okay, let's talk. I still have some trivial things to do, so please chat for a while. I came back very late." Mother Liu misunderstood Han Wei again and urged Han Wei because she didn't want to disturb their world.

He left without any worries in his heart, nodded to Zhang Huaming with a smile on his face, turned around and left.

Looking at Liu's mother like this, she has obviously long since decided that she and Zhang Huaming are a couple. Han Wei is really dumbfounded. If you explain, it makes people feel darker and darker. If you don't explain, Liu's mother will always misunderstand like this.

It was hard to go down, and I didn’t know what to do for a while.

Although Zhang Huaming didn't care about anything on the surface, he heard clearly the conversation between Liu Ma and Han Wei, but he just didn't speak. Misunderstandings are misunderstandings. Anyway, it's not him who suffers. The head is on someone else's neck. People love it.

What he thinks about love and what he says is other people's business, and he can't control it.

"Let's go." After Liu Ma left, the smile on Han Wei's face gradually faded, and she regained her previous calm expression. She said to Zhang Huaming, turned around and walked towards a corridor next to the hall.

"How many years have you been away from home?" Zhang Huaming walked behind Han Wei, looking at the scenery around Han Mansion, and asked curiously.

"It's been eleven years." Han Wei stopped in front of a flower bed, her shining eyes quietly looking at a phoenix flower in front of her, with a confused look on her face, as if she was caught up in strange yet familiar memories.

In, he said in a solemn tone, "My parents died young. When I was eleven years old, I met my master, and we left home with him. We have not returned until today."

"Eleven years, a person's life is so short, how many more eleven years are there?" Zhang Huaming stood and looked at the bright phoenix flower, feeling inexplicably emotional in his heart. He thought about it, he came here

It seems that the Warrior Continent has been around for almost four years. Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, I have aged four years again.

"What's wrong? Why are you looking at me like that?" Zhang Huaming felt that Han Wei was looking at him with a strange look, and couldn't help but ask in confusion.

"It's nothing, I was just thinking that the prince looked sad and melancholy just now. He was completely different from the prince I saw in the past, so the little girl was surprised." Han Wei shook her head gently and said in a resentful tone.

She found that she had been in contact with this domineering and cruel prince for a long time, and she became increasingly confused about which prince Zhang Huaming's true temperament was, or if it was all of them, or if everything he showed was just a mask he pretended to be.

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Han Wei should have been full of resentment towards Zhang Huaming, because he used extremely cruel methods to torture Elder You to the point where life was worse than death, and it was only after her own pleading that she was finally willing to let Elder You escape from the sea of ​​suffering as soon as possible.

But for some reason, she couldn't always feel resentment towards Zhang Huaming. Especially when she saw the blank and melancholy look on Zhang Huaming's face inadvertently, she felt a little surprised and puzzled in her heart. She felt that this man sometimes looked domineering and arrogant.

, the prince who is sometimes wild and unruly, sometimes rogue, sometimes extremely cruel, should be a person with an unknown story behind him. Otherwise, how could a person have such a rich character.

What Han Wei still couldn't figure out was that when she and Zhang Huaming stayed together, no matter before or now, the two seemed not to be enemies, but old friends who had known each other for many years.

"There is nothing surprising about this. Human beings are inherently complex contradictions. They are happy when they should be happy and depressed when they should be depressed. This is the real person." Zhang Huaming said calmly.

"Maybe the prince is right." Han Wei nodded slightly, looking at the phoenix flower, and stopped talking, with a look of contemplation and selflessness on her face.

"Your master should be a member of the Mass Cult." After a long time, Zhang Huaming forgot about Han Wei and took the lead in breaking the silence.

"Not bad." Han Wei admitted frankly and directly.

"Are you also a Massist?" Zhang Huaming continued to ask.

"Yeah." Han Wei still didn't deny it.

"It seems that your status in the Mass Cult is not low." Zhang Huaming gently broke off a phoenix flower, put it between his nose and smelled it. There was not a strong floral fragrance, but more of the fragrance that came naturally from Han Wei.

The body fragrance is refreshing.

"You can say that." Han Wei nodded directly.

"Do you know that Elder You?"

"Well, he took care of me for a while after my parents died."

Zhang Huaming and Han Wei were communicating in this way, which seemed a bit strange and inexplicable, but they felt that it was better to communicate with each other in this way for the time being.

The relationship between Zhang Huaming and the Mass cultist is not good and bad, but Han Wei is also a Mass cultist, but the two of them don't have any strong dislike for each other. Talking in this way can try to avoid more conflicts between the two.

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"If my guess is correct, you should be a big shot in the Mass Cult." Zhang Huaming suddenly stared at Han Wei with burning eyes, and then added, "I heard Elder You calling you Sir."

"If the prince wants to know, the little girl can tell the prince the identity of the little girl in the sect." Han Wei felt Zhang Huaming's meaningful gaze, looked sideways at Zhang Huaming, and said lightly with her red lips, "Actually, the little girl's master is
To be continued...