Thunder Martial

"Zichen, wake up, it's been so long, you can't die! If you die, what should I do, grandpa?"

A crying voice came to Zi Chen's ears, gradually awakening his consciousness. WWW.SUIMENG.com

Zi Chen slowly opened his eyes, and saw a ragged beggar squatting in front of him, shaking his body.

The old beggar looked very sad, with tears and despair in his eyes.

Zichen's eyes were brightened, but more doubts remained.

Because he didn't know the other party at all, why did the other party know his name?

Why did he call himself his grandfather again?

Have a grandfather yourself?

It seems that I don't even have parents, where did my grandfather come from?

Suddenly, Zi Chen realized that this grandson was deliberately taking advantage of him.

Suddenly meeting a person pretending to be his grandfather, Zi Chen became angry from the heart, and saw him immediately kicked up without hesitation.

"Old man, dare to take advantage of the young master. You are the grandson, believe it or not if the young master kills you?!"

Zi Chen stood up, clenched his fists, and looked at the other party coldly.

"Stupid, my grandson was frightened and stupid!"

The old beggar sat on the ground, staring blankly at Zi Chen who was clenching his fist, muttering repeatedly.

"Grandson, you are my grandson!"

Zichen clenched his fists tightly and walked forward, "Old man, you are my grandson! Now, call grandpa immediately!"

The dull old man, looking at Zi Chen, suddenly burst into tears, crying and muttering, "It's over, my grandson is completely frightened and stupid, come and save my grandson, he is stupid, he has forgotten Who am I now?"

Zi Chen was so angry that he wanted to hit someone, but seeing the sad look of the old man, he couldn't really punch him on the bridge of the nose, so he hesitated slightly.

At this moment, Zichen suddenly noticed the surrounding environment, this is a cave, not artificially dug, it looks like a lair of some kind of wild beast.

"Why am I here?"

Zi Chen was a little puzzled,

"Aren't I in Bloody War City? Didn't I come here to find something? Where's Qingyi?"

The old man was still crying, crying and saying 'It's over, it's over', he was really sad.

But Zi Chen was irritated and said angrily: "Old man, shut up!"

The old man's crying stopped abruptly. At this moment, he looked at Zi Chen worriedly, "Zi Chen grandson, are you okay?"

Zi Chen raised his fist again, "Old man, call me grandson again, be careful I'm rude to you."

"My good grandson, I don't call you grandson, what should I call you?" The old man was very sad.

"Call me by name, old man, I ask you, who am I?"

Zi Chen asked fiercely.

"You are Zichen, my good grandson. We depend on each other for our lives, and we have narrowly escaped death countless times." The old man cried.

Zi Chen looked at the old man, "Old thing, are you serious?"

"Grandson, oh, Zichen, you haven't forgotten me, grandpa, have you?"

Seeing Zichen's weird expression, the old man immediately pointed to himself and said, "I'm Li Haocheng, have you forgotten?"

Hearing the sound, Zi Chen gritted his teeth angrily, "My name is Zi Chen, your name is Li Haocheng, we even have different surnames, what could be the relationship?"

Li Haocheng's face turned pale instantly, "Why doesn't it matter? Your parents left early, I dragged you up, so why doesn't it matter?"

Zichen hugged his arms and said with a sneer: "Make it up, you continue to make it up for me, and see what tricks you can come up with?"

Zichen didn't believe Li Haocheng's words at all, and concluded in his heart that the other party was always taking advantage of him, so he was not polite to him.

Li Haocheng shook his head, and said with a look of despair: "It's over, it's over, I thought I'd survived a catastrophe, but I didn't expect to be so frightened that I even forgot who I am."

"I'm Zi Chen." Zi Chen said lightly.

"Aside from the name, what else do you remember?" Li Haocheng asked.

"I'm from Bloody War City, no, I'm from the Holy Spirit Realm, I own a world, and I'm the master of that world!"

Zi Chen sneered and said: "Do you think you can fool me with such a little trick?"

Li Haocheng said sadly: "You started talking nonsense again. It seems that you took the things in your dreams seriously. Do you still want to say that there is a friend named Shanya, who is a beautiful fairy, and there is another friend named Lan Gumeng's, very powerful?"

Zi Chen looked at the old man, "I know you still ask?"

The old man continued to cry, and said sadly: "My child, you are dreaming, you are talking in your sleep. Look where we live, how can there be fairies?"

Zi Chen looked at the old man warily.

Li Haocheng got up and said, "If you don't believe me, go out and have a look, kid, you've been in a coma for too long, have you forgotten your identity?"

Li Haocheng walked out of the cave, and Zichen followed the old man out.

This is a mountain peak, surrounded by many similar caves, some are man-made, and some are natural caves.

After Zichen came out, he saw a lot of people in ragged clothes. It looked like an uncivilized primitive tribe.

After these people saw Zi Chen, they were taken aback for a moment, and then they smiled and said: "Zi Chen, you kid finally woke up."

"Sure enough, if you wake up, you will know that your kid will not die."

"Old Li, it seems that your prayers have worked."

Everyone talks to each other, and they seem to be very familiar with each other.

But Zichen found that he didn't know them.

"Who are you?"

He asked again, his expression full of vigilance.

For a moment, the smiles on everyone's faces disappeared.

One of the men looked at Li Haocheng, then pointed to his own head, and said in a low voice, "Is there something wrong here?"

Li Haocheng nodded, and said: "I've been talking nonsense all the time, but it should be because I've been in a coma for a long time and started talking in my sleep. It will recover in a few days."

The others nodded with a clear expression.

Zi Chen had a panoramic view of everyone's expressions, and said dissatisfiedly: "What do you mean by this? Show me the acting, right? Tell you, I am different from you."

It is indeed different, whether it is clothing or other things, it is different.

But just when Zichen lowered his head and wanted to prove himself, he found that his spiritual robe had disappeared.

Instead, he wore tattered clothes and a pair of tattered straw sandals.

That's all.

What about your spiritual robe?

What about the ghosts around?

What about the elf who has been following her?

What about stick and shield?

Just when Zichen's mind fluctuated violently and doubts appeared in his heart for the first time, a terrified cry suddenly sounded.

"It's not good, the ghost is here."

With the sound of this voice, there was a look of panic on everyone's face.

The next moment, everyone started running away.