Zhong Wuyan was knocked away by Tianji's palm, and the spiritual power in his body was in chaos and completely out of control. He thought he would have a "close contact" with the ground, but unexpectedly, a soft force suddenly came from behind him and pushed him away.
Holding it firmly, I couldn't help but look up.
"Zhen...Zhong Wen!"
What came into view was a handsome face that looked exactly like his younger brother Zhong Zhenhai, only younger and with a more lively expression.
Zhong Wen lowered his head, smiled at Zhong Wuyan in his arms, and then landed gently on the roof of an attic.
"Thank you, thank you!"
Zhong Wuyan's eyes were slightly red, and there were so many thoughts in his heart that he forgot the pain caused by the injury for a moment.
At this moment, Zhong Wen's gentle smile overlapped with that of his younger brother in his memory. Two completely opposite emotions, sadness and joy, surged into his heart at the same time. The beautiful woman showed a sore nose and almost shed tears.
"Take this pill and have a good rest."
Zhong Wen handed a snow-white elixir to her mouth and said softly, "Leave the rest to me."
Zhong Wuyan felt a strange fragrance coming to his nostrils. Before taking the medicine, he felt refreshed and his injuries seemed to have eased a bit.
"This elixir is too expensive, you should keep it. It can save your life at critical moments." She was quite excited in her heart, but she refused, "My injury does not require such good medicine."
Even for a Holy Land elder like her, the "Huitian Pill" can be regarded as a holy medicine for healing. In her opinion, this pill must be an extremely precious life-saving thing for Zhong Wen. How can he be willing to consume it so easily?
Lose.
"It's just a low-level pill." Zhong Wen smiled slightly and put the "Huitian Pill" directly into Zhong Wuyan's mouth a little forcefully, "I have plenty of it."
Before Zhong Wuyan could refuse, he felt a strong aroma pouring into his mouth and straight down to his lungs. The strong yet gentle medicinal power instantly flowed through his limbs and bones. The meridians and bones severely injured by Tianji began to recover. In just a few breaths,
The injury has actually improved significantly.
Where is the low-level elixir?
It is simply a holy product for healing!
Zhong Wuyan's eyes were slightly moist, and he was deeply moved that Zhong Wen was willing to take out such a precious elixir to treat him.
However, the next scene completely overturned her mood.
"Is it enough?" Zhong Wen reached into his arms, took out a small bottle and handed it to her, saying nonchalantly, "If it's not enough, there are dozens more here. You can eat them as you like. It's not worth a few bucks anyway."
Zhong Wuyan: "..."
She was suddenly confused and began to doubt which one, herself or Zhong Wen, was the one in the Holy Land.
"Master!" Ji Weizhu jumped up to the roof, rushed to Zhong Wuyan, and asked with concern, "Are you okay?"
"It's okay, I took Zhong Wen's elixir." Zhong Wuyan came back to his senses and said softly, "I'm mostly healed now."
"Junior brother, thank you." Ji Weizhu's autumn eyes were filled with gratitude.
"Thank you for what?" Zhong Wen smiled and waved his hand, "Isn't it natural for me to save my own aunt?"
"Child, you..."
Hearing the word "aunt" pop out of his mouth, Zhong Wuyan was stunned for a moment, then showed a look of ecstasy, "Are you willing to recognize me as your aunt?"
"We will discuss our matters later." Zhong Wen stood up and patted the corner of his clothes, "There are more important things to deal with now."
As he spoke, his eyes fell on Tianji and Zhuma, and his eyes suddenly became extremely sharp, full of murderous intent.
"Be careful, this person has already comprehended the Great Dao, and also possesses spatial spiritual skills." Zhong Wuyan quickly reminded him, "Below the saint, I'm afraid there are few opponents."
"Really? Then I want to see it." Zhong Wenyun responded lightly, then turned to Ji Weizhu and smiled slightly, "Sister Ji, please stay here and look after aunt. I'll go and see you."
Come!"
The two people's eyes intertwined, Ji Weizhu's pretty face turned red inexplicably, and she felt her heartbeat speed up.
Just because since they met, although Zhong Wen has a gentle attitude, his eyes have always inadvertently revealed a sense of suspicion, alienation and even rejection.
Such a sincere and gentle smile is something I have never seen before.
Junior brother seems... to have become a little different.
Ji Weizhu stared at Zhong Wen in front of her, and felt that his temperament seemed to have undergone earth-shaking changes. The two of them just looked at each other for a moment, and they gave her a sense of intimacy like a spring breeze.
"Yeah." She nodded subconsciously, "Be careful."
The next moment, she suddenly discovered that the "Zhong Wen" standing in front of her was not herself, but a shadow.
But the real Zhong Wen had already used the "Purple Void Dragon Shadow Step" and appeared on the left side of the square cage surrounding Zhuma.
"Zhuma, I'm sorry." Looking at the little girl huddled in the black square with red eyes, crying and screaming, Zhong Wen said softly with guilt on his face, "I'm late."
At this time, Zhuma was already in a trance, just crying heartbreakingly, seemingly unaware of Zhong Wen's arrival.
"Wait a minute, I'll rescue you right now!" The guilt in Zhong Wen's eyes became even more intense. He raised his right hand above his head, and a long black knife appeared out of thin air in his palm.
Tianji did not take action to stop him, but quietly stared at Zhong Wen's every move, with a hint of sarcasm and a hint of contempt flashing through his empty and indifferent eyes.
He obviously didn't think that the boy in white in front of him had the ability to break the prison of space.
However, this confidence and calmness only lasted less than two breaths. At the moment Zhong Wen brandished his sword, Tianji's eyes suddenly burst into shock.
He, who had always been calm and composed since his debut, as if he had everything under control, lost control of his emotions for the first time.
Just because Zhong Wen's seemingly careless sword movement actually contained the power of space.
"Broken Void" is a Holy Spirit-level secret skill inherited from Li Daoyin, one of the five great sages in ancient times. After practicing to a certain level, he can exert the power of space, cut through everything, and become invincible.
The black square about two feet long and wide in the sky was suddenly split in two, revealing the delicate figure of the little girl Zhuma, and then turned into pieces of black spiritual dust, gradually scattered and scattered, and finally disappeared without a trace.
"Zuma!"
Seeing that Zhuma was about to fall from the air, Zhong Wen took a step forward, stretched out his arms, and hugged the little girl's thin body.
"Kill you! Kill you!"
At this time, Zhuma's face was pale, her eyes were red, and the expression on her face was ferocious and haggard. She clearly had no strength, but she was still struggling and twisting desperately in Zhong Wen's arms, mumbling to herself incessantly.
Surrounded by the strong evil aura, the originally innocent and cute little girl turned into a terrifying appearance like a demon crawling out of hell.
"Zhuma, it's me!" Zhong Wen looked at Zhuma's miserable appearance and felt heartbroken. He whispered in her ear, "I am Zhong Wen."
"ah!!!"
Zhuma's mind did not wake up. Instead, she screamed as if she had been greatly stimulated. Her soft little hands tightly grasped Zhong Wen's arm. The concentration of evil energy around her suddenly increased, almost killing the two of them.
His figure was completely covered, "You bastards! I'm going to kill you! Kill you!"
Zhong Wen did not hide or dodge, and allowed Zhuma to tear his arm violently. He just gently held the little girl's face and stared deeply into her blood-red eyes: "Zhuma, it's okay, just have a good rest!"
Zhuma twisted her pink neck hard and tried to break away from Zhong Wen's hands, but it was all in vain.
"Go to sleep!" Zhong Wen's eyes flashed with a strange look, and his voice was extremely gentle, "When you wake up, everything will be over."
The little girl's delicate body trembled and she stopped struggling. The red light in her eyes slowly receded, her expression gradually returned to calm, and the black evil energy surrounding her body gradually dimmed and finally dissipated.
"Go to sleep!" Zhong Wen's voice became softer and softer, like the whisper of a devil or the chant of a goblin, "Everything will be fine."
The little girl's eyelids began to tremble, and after a while, she tilted her head, resting on Zhong Wen's shoulders and fell asleep, breathing evenly, her face was calm, and there was a sweet smile on the corner of her mouth, as peaceful and cute as a newborn baby
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Zhong Wen lifted Zhuma up in his arms, and the dragon shadow flashed under his feet, appearing next to Wentai in an instant. He gently placed the little girl behind the toad, then raised his head, with a trace of cruelty in his eyes, and asked in insect language:
"Who bullied Zhuma just now?"
"Puff puff!"
Without saying a word, Xiao Xie, the poisonous scorpion, raised his purple-gold tail and shot a tail needle at Tianji, Mad Lion Venerable and Ma Baoguo at lightning speed.
After absorbing this wave of violent evil energy, Xiao Xie's intelligence level has been greatly improved, but after all, it is still unable to understand human speech. Based on the battle situation just now, it just instinctively blacklisted these three people.
But it did not include Gong Jiuxiao, Gong Yufan and others.
As for the other major culprit, Venerable Huang Quan, he was already dead.
"Are these three?" Zhong Wen raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a sneer, "Very good!"
As he spoke, dragon shadows appeared under his feet. It seemed that he was still standing in the same place, but his true body suddenly appeared in front of the Mad Lion Venerable, stretched out his right palm and grabbed the opponent's front door fiercely.
The Mad Lion Master barely dodged a steel needle, and he was in a state of confusion. He never expected that Zhong Wen would come so quickly. Just as he was about to retreat and dodge, he suddenly felt his heart beating violently, and his whole body's spiritual power was so chaotic that he instantly lost the ability to move.
.
"boom!"
Zhong Wen pinched the cheeks of the Mad Lion Lord and slammed him down from a height of several feet. He pushed his head and body into the ground. His head collided with the stone passionately, and a thunderous explosion erupted.
There was a loud noise, mixed with the faint sound of skulls breaking.
How can it be!
The dignified Spirit Master acted like a child in front of Zhong Wen. He had no power to resist at all. All the Spirit Masters changed their expressions. They did not expect that this young man who looked less than twenty years old would possess such terrifying abilities.
Strength.
Zhong Wen stood up and clapped his hands lightly. However, the Mad Lion Venerable lying on the ground had his eyes bulging, his mouth wide open, his head deeply embedded in the ground, and blood was constantly flowing out of his seven orifices, surrounding him.
The dust on the ground was dyed dark red, and the limbs were stiff and slightly raised, fixed into a weird shape, motionless.
The spiritual leader with a delicate mind and profound cultivation lost his life inexplicably. Until he died, he didn't even know who was responsible for attacking him.
Zhong Wen turned his head to look at the leader of the "Hunyuan Xingyi Sect" in the sky, the Venerable Ma Baoguo. He actually didn't want to take another look at the Venerable Mad Lion who had already passed away.
Ma Baoguo's heart trembled, and he felt as if he was being targeted by a wild beast.
"Young man, you are so wanton and wanton, do you want to be the enemy of the entire empire's cultivation world?" He relied on his identity, so of course he couldn't ask for mercy, so he had to bite the bullet and threaten, "I advise you to collect the rat tail juice in time.
Don’t make mistakes with your hands!”
"Are you done?" Zhong Wen grinned, showing his white teeth.
"If you still persist in your stubbornness," Ma Baoguo kept chattering to himself, "I, a two hundred and sixty-nine-year-old comrade, don't mind giving you a lesson you will never forget!"
"That's it, then go die!" Before Zhong Wen could finish his words, he had already disappeared from the spot.
Ma Baoguo knew something was wrong, so he quickly hit his spirit, dancing with both arms, and the electric light flashed and made a crackling sound in his palms.
"Take me a lightning strike..."
Before he could finish his sentence, he suddenly felt his heart skip a beat, and then the spiritual energy in his body went backwards. His whole body froze, and he immediately lost the ability to move.
At this moment, Zhong Wen's fist as big as a sandbag came as expected, like a hammer, hitting his rosy right cheek hard.?