Chapter Ninety-fifth Anxious
There were dead branches and leaves scattered all around, and countless branches as thick as pythons were scattered around the three of them. Now those branches seemed to have lost their aura and were like dead wood.
"Could it be..." When Ling'er thought of this, he immediately turned back and looked into the depths. What he saw was that there were broken and shattered dead branches like pythons everywhere along the way.
Before Ling'er could regain her composure, Zhang Xiaofeng woke up with a cry of pain. After waking up, he called Biyue and Ling'er.
"Sir, you're awake." Ling'er responded immediately.
Zhang Xiaofeng did not speak, but grabbed Ling'er's hand and Biyue's hand who was still sleeping, and said slowly: "As long as you are okay, I..."
"Master, you, your eyes..." Ling'er saw that Zhang Xiaofeng's tone was wrong and asked quickly.
"Ling'er, it doesn't matter, how is Biyue now?" Zhang Xiaofeng changed the subject, not wanting to worry Ling'er. Although he felt a little disappointed now, what was more important than himself was Ling'er and Biyue.
"Bi Yue fainted until now and hasn't woken up yet." Ling'er told Zhang Xiaofeng truthfully.
"How could this happen?" Zhang Xiaofeng couldn't help but worry.
"Master, Ling'er doesn't know either, but Ling'er has also encountered this situation." Ling'er thought for a while and then said.
"Ling'er, tell me quickly, as long as Biyue can wake up." Zhang Xiaofeng said eagerly.
"My father was seriously injured due to fighting with others. Although he recovered after that, he was still in a coma. After the elders of the sect checked, they found out that my father's soul was seriously injured. It is rumored that there is a spiritual fruit in the world of cultivation that can return three souls to a person.
Qipou, that day I went to pick the Purple Yun Fruit, just for my father. Now Biyue, is this the case?" Ling'er told. But he was not very sure, so he asked Zhang Xiaofeng.
"Purple Yun Fruit? Ling'er, I have to give it a try no matter what." Zhang Xiaofeng said. Biyue's current situation made Zhang Xiaofeng very worried. If something happened, Zhang Xiaofeng would never forgive himself. After all, he would feel guilty all his life. After that,
Zhang Xiaofeng disappeared in front of Linger's eyes, and a golden cauldron appeared.
Ling'er carefully looked at the cauldron emitting a faint golden light in front of her, and suddenly felt relieved. This golden cauldron was the golden cauldron that saved her and Biyue last night. It seemed that Zhang Xiaofeng could win such a domineering magic weapon.
Zhang Xiaofeng's luck is not generally good. Ling'er seems to be very happy that Zhang Xiaofeng has such a powerful magic weapon.
As soon as Zhang Xiaofeng entered the Nine Dragons Alchemy Cauldron, he groped around.
"Zhang Xiaofeng, you stupid human being, have you forgotten that I, the old dragon, are still here?" The Nine Heavens Dragon suddenly appeared on Zhang Xiaofeng's shoulder and yelled angrily.
"Shenlong, don't worry about this for now. Go and pick a Purple Yun Fruit for me. I want to save people." Zhang Xiaofeng groped around.
"Huh? Zhang Xiaofeng, what's wrong with you?" Jiutian Shenlong noticed that something seemed wrong with Zhang Xiaofeng and asked curiously.
"I don't know either. Now I can't see anything with my eyes, and I can't even express my consciousness. If I hadn't been able to feel my consciousness, I wouldn't have been able to get in." Zhang Xiaofeng said truthfully. Regarding the Nine Heavens Divine Dragon
Very trustworthy, Zhang Xiaofeng didn’t hide anything.
"Huh? I have heard that human eyes can be blind, but I have never heard that spiritual consciousness can be blind. Don't worry, let me, old dragon, think about it carefully." Jiutian Shenlong said through the message.
"I miss you, please help me pick a Ziyun fruit first. I'm in a hurry to save people. Do you not want to go out and want to stay here forever?" Zhang Xiaofeng couldn't help but threatened in anger.
Chapter completed!