Power Fantasy

Chapter 143
But Yizhe did nothing, as if he didn't see it.

Looking at his hands, he was suffering.

If he had such strength from the beginning, he would not be controlled by these traitors, and Tian Zhen would not die.

But if Tian Zhen hadn't died in front of his eyes, he wouldn't have broken through with such strength.

Fate always makes this kind of inversion of cause and effect jokes for us, let us be like donkeys on a millstone, be whipped everywhere, and go round and round until we die.

Thinking of this, Yizhe felt that the energy in his body became more wanton.

Almost unable to bear it, he roared to Zai Wentian.

During the roar, the purple-black air is almost like a thousand miles of wild sand, covering the sky and the sun.

This movement, among these people not far from the flat ground, no one can ignore it.

Everyone guessed who it was.

The purple-black air met the blue sound wave.

The purple-black air howled through the bodies of the two elders, Xuanyin, and continued to stretch for as long as a hundred miles.

The two elders sat motionless playing the piano, they were already two mummified corpses that had been drained of water.

And these two great figures also made Yizhe rise to the twelfth level, which seems a bit ironic now.

The blue-blue sound wave was extremely thin and sharp, and it also passed through the purple-black sky, cutting into Yizhe's abdomen.

Although Yizhe was not cut in half, his internal organs were damaged and he was unable to do anything.

Yi Zhe clutched his wound and shuffled towards Tian Zhen.

Seeing Tian Zhen with a sweet voice, Yizhe let go of his hand and no longer covered the wound, took his hand with a bloody hand, and sat next to her against the tree.

Zhao Luozhu has been crying into tears. Although he has not had much contact with Yizhe, Yizhe's responsibility, affection, and mechanism have left him with a deep affection.

Both men are now arguably dying for themselves.

It's a pity that there is no second bottle of this revival lotion.

"Don't cry, you have to live well."

"I regret that I didn't hold your hand when I was alive." Yizhe leaned against the tree, and Hetian really passed by, as vividly as in a movie.

To this day, I still don't know what Tian Zhen looks like.

Maybe we should take off her mask, remember her appearance, and find her again in the next life.

But after hesitating again and again, I finally didn't do it, so let's bring this mystery to the next life.

The current Chiyuhong is undoubtedly the most redundant existence. If it were not for the gift of the young fruit of Mo Lianzhu, maybe everything would not be what it is now. If there is a seam in the ground, I will definitely get in, but there is no seam , I can only leave quietly.

It was already a year later when I saw her again, during the period of the ten kings in the south of the Yangtze River, I will tell you later.

Let's say that Yizhe originally waited for death with peace of mind, but the more he waited, the more energetic he became.

His own blood once again played a role against the sky.

The trauma on the stomach, including the damage to the organs, is slowly healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"I didn't expect this Resurrection Lotion to have such a miraculous effect," Zhao Luozhu said in surprise.

But Yizhe knew that this was the effect of his own blood, as long as it was not infected by evil poison, ordinary wounds would heal quickly.

The blue sound waves are naturally pure.

But outsiders don't know.

But Yizhe can't be happy for life, just like he can't be sad for death.

It may not be a bad thing to die hand in hand with Tian Zhen like this.

But good fortune tricks people, and there must be two people separated by yin and yang.

"What kind of broken setting is this, god of novels, come out!"

No one responded.

Yizhe suddenly felt his hand move slightly.

It's faint, but true.

"Tian Zhen?" Yizhe called softly, tentatively.

Feeling her breath with his hand, he felt a little heat.

"Tian Zhen!" Yizhe looked at the hand he was holding, and understood that it was his own blood.

Yi Zhe didn't care so much, took off Tian Zhen's mask, and simply dripped more blood into her mouth.

"Bingyao?" No wonder Tian Zhen looked so familiar. Now that I think about it, if Bingyao was wearing a mask, it would be exactly the same.

Zhao Luozhu was frightened by Yizhe's crazy behavior, "What are you doing?". "Of course it is to save her!" "You are crazy, you are not allowed to insult Sister Tian Zhen"

Before Zhao Luozhu asked another question, Tian Zhen coughed.

Yizhe put his bloody hand on Tian Zhen's chest, and felt soft for a while. If he was a child of the Jianghu, he would not care about this little detail before life and death.

But Yizhe still felt embarrassed when he suddenly saw Bingyao's face.

She blushed and lowered her head.

After coughing twice more, Tian Zhen really woke up leisurely.

Looking at Yizhe and Zhao Luozhu who were not too miserable in front of him, Tian Zhen said weakly, "Thank you for not abandoning me and really saving me. I bet on this trick, but I didn't expect it to succeed."

Hearing this tone, it seemed that he knew that he had a chance to be saved.

I only heard Tian Zhen say, "I grew up in Japan since I was a child. My ancestors were fishermen, and they are very good at water. I grew up playing by the sea, and I can hold my breath for a long time. Elder Xuan's palm is heavier than I imagined. Just knocked me unconscious to death, before I fainted, I thought about confining my breath, so I could only live and die, fortunately you saved me"

"Then you heard it all? The nasty words that brother Yizhe said made my goosebumps drop." Zhao Luozhu turned from sadness to joy, and became lively again.

Tian Zhen looked slightly flushed, "No, I just woke up."

"So that's how it is." Yizhe thought that his own blood could bring people back to life, but now it seems that he is still a person who can only be cured.

"Where are they now? Let's hurry up and leave," Tian Zhen asked

Zhao Luozhu pointed around, and finally left his fingers on the corpse of the second elder Xuanyin.

The two were still in the posture of playing the piano. Tian Zhenchu ​​was quite frightened when he saw it, and only after he took a closer look did he realize that it was a corpse.

"It was all killed by Brother Yizhe"

"How can you be alone?"

It feels so good to find it again, Yizhe feels that he is the happiest person in the world, and the last person he knew was Zhai Jun.

I also understand that Zhai Jun wants to withdraw from the arena and stay with his love.

After the things here are over, I also want to find a peaceful town with small bridges and flowing water, and I will live with Tian Zhen in the garden.

"It's him alone. I have seen it. What does it mean to become a beauty in anger? Good guy, brother Zhe killed Xuan Jingli with one palm, and overthrew Xuan Yumeng with three punches and two kicks. In the last two or three Just take care of these two old bastards." Zhao Luozhu replied excitedly for Yizhe.

As a young man, is there such a big gap between him and Yizhe?

But so what, what's the difference between my own man's excellence and my own excellence, with a woman.

The improvement of Yizhe's strength undoubtedly accumulated more capital for several people.

Under the action of the blood, Tian Zhen was fine after resting for a while, and Yi Zhe had recovered.

Seeing that the time limit of three hours was approaching.

Those who are closer than friends are comrades-in-arms, and those who are closer than comrades are comrades who have gone through life and death.

Now that the three of them are united, they are marching towards the central flat ground. What kind of test is waiting for them?
(End of this chapter)