In the Punishment Hall, Cheng Chi settled down the remaining people in Zhengshi Palace and walked out of the room with a heavy expression.
Nangong Feizhu hurriedly ran up and asked: "Ye Langzhong, what happened to Uncle Yi and the others?"
"Why!"
Cheng Chi sighed heavily and said in a low voice: "Uncle Yi, he... I'm afraid..."
"What! How is this possible!"
Nangong Feizhu's eyes widened and he shouted in disbelief.
Cheng Chi walked aside and said tiredly: "Uncle Yi's heart has died. Even if Daluo Jinxian comes, he can't be revived. When Uncle Yi wakes up, we can only listen to his explanation of his funeral."
Nangong Feizhu rushed into the room in a hurry, and Zhao Yunji was holding Yi Shikuang's head, with tears on her face. Chu Hongfei and several Zhengshi Palace disciples were sitting silently aside, with sad expressions on their faces.
Seeing this, Nangong Feizhu sat next to Chu Hongfei without saying a word. Silence enveloped the entire room for a while, with a look of grief on everyone's face, waiting for Yi Shikuang to wake up.
About a quarter of an hour later, Cheng Chi slowly walked into the room. His face looked a little better, and the fatigue just now had faded a lot.
Zhao Yunji looked up at Cheng Chi and said in a hoarse voice: "Xiao Chi, let your Uncle Yi wake up."
Cheng Chi did not speak, but nodded, and slowly walked towards Yi Shikuang. He formed the three needles of creation and began to channel the damaged meridians of Yi Shikuang. The purple Yuan Power entered Yi Shikuang's body along the three needles of creation.
Wrapping up his heart, Yi Shi coughed a few times and weakly opened his eyes.
Zhao Yunji could no longer bear the grief and burst into tears.
Yi Shikuang raised his hand with all his strength and stroked Zhao Yunji's face.
"Yunji, you...don't cry. Really, I, Yi Shikuang, lived an extraordinary life. I died in your arms today. My life was not in vain."
Yi Shikuang showed a smile and said in a low voice.
"Brother Yi, don't say it. I know it, so don't say it."
Zhao Yunji's pear blossoms were covered with rain, her face was full of tears, and she said in pain.
"No, if you don't say it again, I'm afraid I'll never have the chance to say it again."
Yi Shi struggled to get up, but never straightened up.
Cheng Chi turned his head to the side and couldn't bear to look anymore. The three needles of creation in his hand were trying hard to stimulate Yi Shikuang's heart and give him a little more time to stay in this world.
"Yunji, I owe you this life. I can't help you. If I live in the next life, I will definitely marry you."
Yi Shikuang touched Zhao Yunji's face and said lightly, his face full of guilt.
"Brother Yi, please stop talking. Whether you marry me or not, I will be yours for the rest of my life. I don't care. As long as I can see you, I am already satisfied."
Zhao Yunji hugged Yi Shikuang and cried bitterly. Chu Hongfei and others lowered their heads silently, with tears streaming down their faces.
Yi Shikuang smiled slightly and said calmly: "Yunji, don't be sad. Although I am about to die, I will have no regrets if I can see you again. After I die, you must take good care of yourself. I will bear your responsibility in this life."
There are too many, and we can only wait until the next life to retaliate."
Zhao Yunji was so distraught that she could no longer say a word.
Cheng Chi's three creation needles were suddenly forcibly ejected, and purple Yuan Power began to slowly overflow from Yi Shikuang's body, and Yi Shikuang's aura instantly dropped to its lowest point.
Cheng Chi wiped his tears and cried: "Uncle Yi, I'm useless, I'm useless!"
"Haha... Xiaochi, what are you talking about? If you hadn't saved me, I would have died a long time ago. Besides, everyone here owes you a favor. If it weren't for you,
I'm afraid we'll all die there."
Yi Shikang laughed, but a mouthful of blood came out of his mouth. He took Cheng Chi's hand and said in a low voice: "Although I know that you are not from the land of China, I want you to help uncle complete something.
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"Uncle, stop talking. I will promise you no matter what."
Cheng Chi's face was filled with tears and he kept nodding.
Yi Shikuang smiled happily, and then said: "Help me... help me kill the demon warriors, drive away the demons, and don't let the land of China become a place of war, and the people will not live in peace...
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"Uncle...I..."
Cheng Chi looked at Yi Shikuang, who was already unconscious, and felt great pain in his heart. But if he agreed to Yi Shikuang, how could he have the ability? However, seeing Yi Shikuang like this, Cheng Chi could no longer bear it, and nodded firmly, firmly
Said: "Okay! Uncle, I promise you, I promise you everything!"
After listening to Cheng Chi's words, Yi Shikuang smiled slightly, closed his eyes, and immediately the whole room burst into tears.
Yi Shi Kuang Rong's life, Jiuxiao Kuangxia, dedicated his strength to the land of China all the time, but finally died under the conspiracy of his son. It can be said that a hero is short of breath, but a son and a daughter are long in love.
At night, Cheng Chi sat on the roof, drinking alone and looking at the bright moon in the sky. He was upset. He originally promised Wang Canghai that he could go home in just one month, but the promise he made to Yi Shikuang just now made him feel upset.
He had to get involved in the grudges in China again.
"You brat, people have joys and sorrows, and the moon waxes and wanes. Why are you so sad? It's like this when you embark on the road of rivers and lakes. It's unstable. No one can be immune to it."
Seeing Cheng Chi just drinking wine, Mo Xingshan's voice came out faintly.
Cheng Chi put the wine bottle on the eaves and said with a wry smile: "When I came to China, the first person I met was Uncle Yi. He is definitely an upright man. But why are good people not rewarded!"
"In the world of things, if it is true that good people are rewarded with good things and evil people are rewarded with evil things, then there will be no evil people. Everything is like this, and it repeats itself in cycles, which is the true way of heaven."
Mo Xingshan floated out the Jiulizhu, looked at the miserable disciple, and felt a little emotional in his heart.
Thinking of his own voice, it was actually not as free and easy as Ishi's wild life.
Cheng Chi sighed softly: "It's always like this, then I will also travel to the three realms and eliminate all evil people!"
He stood up and looked at the vast starry sky, his eyes glowing with light.
Mo Xingshan looked at Cheng Chi and suddenly thought of something. He was delighted. He found that the murderous aura in Cheng Chi's body was rapidly declining, and the four red threads wrapped around his heart were also slowly retreating. Could it be.
...Does this kid have his own destiny?
Thinking of this, Mo Xingshan smiled slightly, Evil God, Evil God, I'm afraid my disciples won't do what you want.
Of course, Cheng Chi didn't know what Mo Xingshan was thinking, and his heart was surging. He just felt that his past life was too boring. Maybe there were some things that were completely unnecessary to escape from. He had to face them and then solve them.
He decided to first ask Nangong Feizhu to bring him a message, telling Wang Canghai that he might have to go back later. Then he entered the Desert of Bones to kill Jia Yaohai and fulfill Uncle Yi's long-cherished wish.
Then he will secretly investigate the demon invasion of China, and hand over the information he has to Zhangtian Temple. The rest will be nothing to do with him. When the time comes, he will return to practice, and finally return to himself with Wang Canghai.
world.
Now that he had made up his mind, Cheng Chi jumped off the roof and directly entered Nangong Feizhu's house.
Nangong Feizhu had just finished taking a bath and was still shirtless. When he saw Cheng Chi suddenly barging in, he was so frightened that he hurriedly covered his chest and asked timidly: "Wild man, what do you want to do in the middle of the night?"
When Cheng Chi saw Nangong Feizhu's guarded look, he immediately couldn't laugh or cry, and hurriedly put his thoughts aside.
Nangong Feizhu chuckled and said, "Don't worry, I will arrange for someone to go to Tianxiang City tomorrow and deliver a message to my sister-in-law."
Hearing that Cheng Chi got married, Nangong Feizhu was inexplicably happy because he would never compete with him for sister Fei Yan again.
Cheng Chi did not know what he was thinking, so he smiled bitterly. Jian Feiyan was still in a coma. He tried his best to wake her up, and her blood was full of black venom. How to save her was still a problem.
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I really don’t know what happened to this Yi Shaoqi and why he suddenly became so powerful.