Chapter 921

This beggar looked at Zhao Xing and said, with an expectant look in his eyes, clearly having been hungry for a long time.

"Oh?"

Seeing the beggar begging, Zhao Xing's brows lifted slightly, a look of doubt appearing in his eyes.

"I didn't expect such a person to exist in this secular world!"

Looking at the beggar before him, a look of surprise flashed in Zhao Xing's eyes.

Although Zhao Xing had changed into a set of green clothes at this moment, the aura radiating from his body was completely different from before.

This momentum was even more profound and terrifying.

"Who are you?"

Zhao Xing stared at the beggar, his eyes filled with vigilance, and said in a deep voice.

He always felt that this beggar's identity was not simple.

"I am just a mortal."

"It's just that I've gotten used to staying in this wilderness and want to find a way to survive."

The beggar shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"Since you want to find a way to survive and are so down and out, you should go find the city guards or the government."

Zhao Xing said indifferently, a hint of pity appearing in his eyes.

"Sigh!"

This beggar sighed, then said:

"For someone like me, if I hadn't been lucky enough to meet the Young Lady, I would have died countless times already; being able to live until now is already a stroke of luck."

"Young Lady?"

Hearing this, Zhao Xing's gaze flashed, and he asked immediately: "Do you know my sister?"

"Hehe..."

This beggar chuckled a few times and said:

"Of course I have seen your sister; she is a flower here."

"How could I not know her, it's just a pity..."

"Pity what?" Zhao Xing asked hurriedly.

"Sigh, it's just that your sister was too beautiful and provoked someone she shouldn't have."

"She was kidnapped, and it is estimated that she is in grave danger."

After hearing this, Zhao Xing's expression turned gloomy instantly, and cold, bone-chilling murderous intent erupted from his body.

In this instant, the entire space seemed to have descended into the depths of winter, making people tremble.

"Who did it?"

Zhao Xing's eyes were bloodshot, and he asked through gritted teeth.