Lin Qinghan stood here, staring at the figure in front of her.

Zhang Xuan continued: "Two years ago, Xiao Zhang Xuan fell into my cave. He practiced with me for a year. During this period, he told me some of his deeds. He showed me your portrait. When he left, I promised him a request to protect you."

Zhang Xuan said this and his tone was plain, as if this matter had nothing to do with him.

"Senior, you said he left, where did he go?"

Lin Qinghan's shoulders were trembling slightly.

Zhang Xuan shook his head, "No one knows where he goes, no one can find him when he will return, even if it is me, I can't find his trace. You are his ex-wife and the target he asked me. I will naturally protect you as agreed. Okay, let's talk. From today on, any action you have to leave this city must be my consent."

After Zhang Xuan finished speaking, he stood up and left. When he walked to the door, Lin Qinghan's voice sounded again.

"Senior, can he... come back?"

Zhang Xuan took a deep breath and slowly uttered a word, "Difficult."

After Zhang Xuan finished speaking, he quickly left. He took the initiative to admit that he had divorced Lin Qinghan. When he said this, Lin Qinghan felt like a knife, and Zhang Xuan felt uncomfortable. No matter what happened, Zhang Xuan never said to give up Lin Qinghan, but now, he has to make such a choice.

Zhang Xuan has too many enemies now. Even if he doesn't show up, those people will find ways to find his traces. No one will suspect that Zhang Xuan is related to the peerless Immortal King, but some people also speculate that Zhang Xuan is just hiding in the dark. They want to start from Lin Qinghan. As long as Lin Qinghan can still take the bait of Zhang Xuan's affairs, they will have countless ways. But when Lin Qinghan completely lets go of Zhang Xuan, they can no longer start from Lin Qinghan.

This is Zhang Xuan’s own choice. He asked Lin Qinghan to report to him as long as he left Yinzhou, and that was to force Lin Qinghan to let go of himself. After all, Zhang Xuan didn’t know when the gods and the Jie Sect would be.

After Zhang Xuan left, Lin Qinghan sat in the office in a daze, her eyes were dull and she didn't know what she was thinking.

Zhang Xuan left the Lin Mansion, and the face hidden under the mask was also full of confusion. This was the first time he had made such a decision. In the past, no matter how strong the enemy was, Zhang Xuan had a scale of measurement in his heart, but now, he could no longer see the enemy clearly. Just like in Kunlun Mountain, he didn't even know who was secretly attacking.

Zhang Xuan returned to the hotel and closed the doors and windows. When everything was ready, he took off the mask on his face. At this time, his face was full of stubble, and he looked vicissitudes.

Standing in front of the mirror, Zhang Xuan looked at himself in the mirror, his eyes full of fatigue.

Zhang Xuan sighed, "If you have a choice, you are willing to be an ordinary person for a period of time."

Zhang Xuan sat down for a long time and put the mask on again. For a long time, he would live a life hidden under the mask, which was difficult to change.

The night gradually became deeper, and Zhang Xuan lay on the bed and gradually fell asleep.

At night, Zhang Xuan suddenly opened his eyes, and suddenly a strong strange feeling surged into his heart.

In recent years, the city of Yinzhou has become more and more prosperous, and has even been known as the city of Northwest never sleeps. Even at five o'clock in the middle of the night, there are still bustling traffic and crowds on the bustling streets. The major bars and nightclubs are still flashing with neon lights, which is very lively.

The hotel where Zhang Xuan lives is on the busiest commercial street in Yinzhou. However, outside the window, Zhang Xuan didn't even see any lights. A gust of wind rose out of thin air and brushed past Zhang Xuan's face.

The doors and windows of the room have been locked. Where did the wind come from? Zhang Xuan walked to the window and looked down at the streets where the crowds were supposed to be crowded. At this time, there was no one, not even a vendor or a vehicle.

This strange scene immediately made Zhang Xuan realize that it was not good. He rushed out of the hotel and entered the corridor. At his speed, it was much faster than the elevator. In a few seconds, Zhang Xuan had already appeared at the door of the hotel. There was still no figure in the street in front of him, and the street was tidy and tidy. All the shops on the street were closed, and even the most lively nightclubs were locked. There would be no curfew here. This is the most lively commercial street in Yinzhou and the biggest feature of Yinzhou City. The official wished that there were traffic everywhere.

Standing on the street, Zhang Xuan would feel a gust of cold wind blowing on his face from time to time, but he saw that the branches around him were not shaking at all, and even the branches and leaves were hanging there smoothly without any reaction.

Zhang Xuan was worried that Lin Qinghan would change. It was obvious that someone was making trouble. He did not stay in this street for too long and headed straight to the Shuishang Water Town. On the way, except for Zhang Xuan's own footsteps, everything seemed extremely quiet.

The moment Zhang Xuan stepped out of the street where he was, countless figures suddenly appeared in front of him. The sudden scene made Zhang Xuan stunned. He subconsciously turned around and behind him, the crowds became bustling again. The streets were still as prosperous as before, and all kinds of young people at the bar entrance were restored to their original state.

And the cold wind that kept blowing through Zhang Xuan's body completely disappeared.

Zhang Xuan's body disappeared into the night. He appeared in the Shuishang Water Town. After checking it, he found that there was nothing abnormal here before returning to the hotel. The strange scene never appeared again.

Zhang Xuan lay in the hotel bed and closed his eyes and slept until it was dawn and everything seemed normal.

This incident made Zhang Xuan look at it. In the next few days, he remained awake every night, just to seize the source of the strangeness. A week passed, and the strangeness never appeared again. While this incident made Zhang Xuan feel very confused, he had no idea how to start.

Zhang Xuan came to Lin's group and planned to ask Lin Qinghan if he felt something strange happened. As soon as he arrived at Lin's family, Zhang Xuan found that the company's employees were discussing something in a low voice. With Zhang Xuan's hearing, if he listened attentively, he could hear it clearly even if they whispered.

The word "haunted" kept reaching Zhang Xuan's ears.

Haunted?

What happened that night can also be understood as haunted.

Zhang Xuan walked to the top floor of the company and found that many people dressed in strange ways gathered here, like a big dancer. One of them was wearing a grimace mask and was muttering something.

The door of Lin Qinghan's office was locked, and Zhang Xuan walked through the crowd and opened the office door naturally. He was already familiar with this action.

"Senior Immortal King?"

Lin Qinghan was surprised to see Zhang Xuan.

Zhang Xuan once again realized his incompetence. He was doing these things naturally, forgetting his identity.
Chapter completed!