Keyboard Immortal Chapter 194: Assassins

Hearing his words, Zhang Zitong looked a little sad.

I don't know if it's because her most shameful and private side was shown in front of the other party just now or something, she looked at Zaun with a softer expression, and she didn't resist telling him some unimportant information: "Master Seven is indeed He was very good to me, if he hadn't caused my family to be ruined, maybe I would really treat him as a foster father."

Zuan was shocked: "The family is broken?"

"Yes," Zhang Zitong's eyes flashed with hatred, "I was still young at that time, and I remember that one day the seventh leader of the gold medal appeared at my house. My father was very scared at the time, but he still went out to greet him. What's going on, the two sides fought, and our family was also wiped out."

"If the nurse in the house hadn't sent me out desperately, I would have died in that disaster, but in order to save me, the nurse asked her child to exchange clothes with me and die instead of me And the wet nurse also died from her injuries from being hit by an arrow."

Speaking of the old scene, her eye circles were obviously red, and she didn't know whether it was sadness or hatred.

????????????????Zuan frowned: "Your family is a family of officials? When did this happen?"

Naturally, it is impossible for ordinary people to make the gold medal embroidered clothes in person.

"My father's name is 'Zhiquan', and he was an official censor. This happened thirteen years ago." Zhang Zitong said in a rather sad tone.

Thirteen years ago, Zaan hadn't traveled to this world yet, so he naturally didn't know Zhang Yushi: "When I have a chance later, I will check for you and see what happened back then."

Sure enough, this Zitong was not born in an ordinary family, no matter in terms of appearance, figure or aptitude.

Although I don't want to admit it, this practice world is more cruel than the previous earth in this respect.

The stronger the parents and bloodline, the more powerful their offspring will be.

On the contrary, it is difficult for ordinary people to find a person who is qualified for cultivation.

Zhang Zitong smiled sadly: "What can we do after checking, our Zhang family is already dead, and people can't be resurrected after death, and this time I have avenged my family, so I have no regrets in this life."

"If there is a grievance, there may be a possibility of vindication. You don't want the members of the Zhang family to bear their sins after death, do you?" Zu'an saw the death in the other party's eyes, and knew that her vengeance would be avenged , I have no desires and desires in my heart, this is quite tricky, it is difficult to get anything useful from her mouth.

So give her hope first.

Sure enough, there was a trace of fluctuation in her originally calm eyes.

Zuan took the opportunity to ask: "According to the information I got before, you were discovered and trained by Gold Medal Seventh when you were very young. I contacted you just now and said that you were the only one left when your family was ruined. At that time, I shouldn’t have such an age to sneak into the enemy and wait for revenge.”

Zhang Zitong hesitated for a while, but still replied: "Someone appeared in front of me back then, and he asked me if I wanted to take revenge. I was desperate at the time, so naturally I agreed without hesitation."

"I trained with him for more than a year, and then he told me that there was a chance for revenge, that is, to break into the Embroidered Cloth Messenger. He met him by chance, and he really fell in love with him, but he didn't know that everything was already arranged."

Actually, if it wasn't for the shameful experience of just healing her wounds that made her feel closer to Zaun inexplicably, she would not have shared such information.

But now she felt that it was nothing to tell the other party about such a thing.

Zuan frowned slightly: "It is reasonable to say that with the seventh level of caution in the gold medal, if you have traces of cultivation, it is impossible to hide it from his eyes."

Zhang Zitong explained: "My benefactor deliberately didn't ask me to practice for more than a year, but only sharpened my will, etc. The seventh gold medalist thought that I was more mature than my peers because I had been living on the streets for many years, but it didn't. Doubt."

Zuan nodded slightly: "Who is that person who trained you?"

He thought about how big it was to lay such a **** more than ten years ago and not close the net until recently.

???????????????????????????????????????? Zhang Zitong shook his head: "That man is very kind to me, I can't tell you."

Zuan's face sank: "Since you have been an embroidered clothes messenger for so many years, you should know their methods, and there is always a way to make you speak."

Zhang Zitong turned his head away, bit his lips: "If that's the case, why are you saving me again?"

Obviously she is also aware of those methods, and there is a bit of fear in her voice.

She took a deep breath and calmed down a little bit: "I thought there would be such a day back then, so I was already prepared. Use it, just because you just spent so much effort to save me, I don't want to waste your kindness."

Zuan was taken aback, not sure if what she said was true or not, but there are many mysterious things in this world, maybe she really has such means.

So he had no choice but to change his method: "Have you ever thought that your so-called benefactor might be the real enemy who ruined your family? Otherwise, why would he appear in such a coincidence when you are most desperate? In front of you, behind you are interlocking to arrange you into the gold medal embroidered system, and give the gold medal number seven a hand?"

Zhang Zitong was taken aback, his face suddenly changed several times, obviously also thinking about this possibility.

However, she has been an embroidered messenger and a spy for so many years, her determination can be said to be quite firm, and she quickly recovered: "You don't have to deliberately sow discord, I won't be fooled."

"Rest well, don't even think about committing suicide during this time, I won't let anyone torture you for the time being." Zuan got up and walked out after finishing speaking.

Zhang Zitong's heart trembled, and he subconsciously asked, "Where are you going?"

Embroidered clothes messenger is her home on weekdays, but now it is like a magic cave to her.

The only person who gave her some warmth and comfort was Eleventh Elder. Once he left, she suspected that she would be engulfed in darkness.

"Since you don't want to say that I can only find someone else." Zaun smiled, pushed the door and walked out.

Seeing him coming out, Xiao Jianren, who was guarding outside, hastily greeted him, and subconsciously asked, "Is it over?"

After asking, the old man blushed, wishing to slap himself.

Zuan looked puzzled, what are you asking?

However, he still replied: "How can it be so easy to finish, she has been rescued temporarily, and she is under house arrest during this time, and no one is allowed to approach her."

"Yes!" Xiao Jianren smiled graciously, "My lord's way of saving people is a bit unique. Seeing that my lord is sweating all over, I'm afraid he's exhausted."

Although he likes Zhang Zitong, he is only fascinated by her beauty and long legs, and he has the instinctive impulse of a man.

It's impossible to say how much I love her, not to mention Zhang Zitong has always had no intentions of her.

Now that she is suspected of murdering Gold Medal No. 7, such a catastrophe, how dare he provoke her.

Although it was uncomfortable in the yard just now, he figured it out after such a long time. Let Eleventh adults take her in???????????????? It's over.

In the past two years of getting along, he can be said to be convinced by Eleventh adults.

"I'm a little tired." Zu'an didn't expect the other party to have a misunderstanding, and left in a hurry after explaining a few words.

Xiao Jianren was a little envious, and thought that he would have to ask Master Eleven another day, what skills can make people happy and detoxify.

Hearing a faint voice outside the door, Zhang Zitong couldn't help stroking his hot face, it was really embarrassing.

But Master Eleven is really a gentle person, and he is unwilling to persecute me under such circumstances. How can such a good person survive in the Embroidered Clothes Emissary.

Let's say that after Zaan went out, he went straight to the Sheriff's Mansion, Zhang Xie was a little surprised that he went and came back.

"I caught a big fish this time." Zu'an took a sip from his teacup, and then roughly said that Zhang Zitong was a spy.

Zhang Xie was startled: "Then there is no torture. She must be extremely cautious as a spy. Be careful that she commits suicide."

Zuan nodded: "She did commit suicide, but she was rescued. After half a day of interrogation, she still hasn't revealed anything, but it doesn't matter. I'll leave and seek the truth from Master Yan, Miss Xie. Fu, you should be able to get the information you want to know from her mouth. This time I came here to ask Mr. Zhang to take care of me and help me take care of the safety of the embroidered clothes messenger."

Zhang Jie looked solemn: "Elder Eleven, don't worry, I will definitely send more people to ensure the safety of Zhang Zitong."

Zuan nodded: "I want to hurry up, so I will leave first."

After speaking, he left quickly.

Zhang Jie hurriedly summoned his subordinates and ordered the security work to be done later.

After dark, Zhang Zitong curled up on the bed, hugging his knees in a daze.

At this time, there was a soft sound outside the door, and she was overjoyed, has Mr. Eleven returned?

At this moment, a man in black rushed in, with a gleaming knife in his hand, directly slashing at her.