The tentacles also rushed up, waving the dust in the air.
"Walk."
Chen Feng cut off the back and asked Jiang Zhuyun and others to leave first.
He did this to avoid exposing Han Xuan Bingyan. Too many people know that he has a strange fire. When they see him, they will inevitably recognize his identity and cause some unnecessary trouble.
Seeing them leaving, Han Xuan Bingyan swept over, and those tentacles rushed over without fear of death, and were wiped out in a blink of an eye.
Those tentacles are not fools. After knowing the power of Han Xuan Bingyan, they lingered in the same place but did not chase after him.
"Chen Feng, are you okay?" Looking at Chen Feng coming, Jiang Zhuyun looked him up and down, and was relieved to make sure he was not injured.
"Can you see the monkey's situation?" Jiang Zhuyun lowered her head embarrassedly.
She really didn't know how to speak. She felt angry when she heard what the monkey said before, let alone Chen Feng herself?
If the monkey wasn't dying, she would have been reluctant.
Chen Feng nodded and went over. The monkey stopped Zhang Gang's body weakly. The tentacles grew together with his calves, and the tight fit seemed to be born like this.
As the tentacles continuously absorbed the monkey's vitality and spiritual energy, it gradually grew up, with some tiny roots growing on the exposed side, swaying in the air.
"We didn't touch him, nor did we give him anything." Jiang Zhuyun said from the side.
"Interesting." Chen Feng used a silver needle to seal the monkey's acupoints, and the spiritual energy condensed into a knife to directly cut the monkey's legs.
The monkey grabbed Zhang Gang's hand tightly in pain, his chest was undulating rapidly, and the blue veins on his forehead were exposed and large beads of sweat fell.
The cut flesh is covered with dense roots, just like fertile land being absorbed by the plants above.
Chen Feng gently touched the roots, and they were swaying, trying to attack Chen Feng.
"The monkey's leg..." Jiang Zhujun was silent, and after a long time speaking, his voice trembling slightly: "Can you still save it?"
"My legs, my legs, you must keep my legs!" The monkey screamed and struggled, trying to break free from Zhang Gang's clamp.
"If I can't save myself, I will kill you. I want you to be buried with you!"
The monkey roared at the top of his lungs, his eyes full of fear.
He knew in his heart that once this leg was gone, he would be the biggest burden in the next journey and might be abandoned by Chen Feng.
Even if he was not abandoned, he would not continue to fight side by side with Jiang Zhuyun and the others in the future. He had nothing to do with Jiang Zhuyun anymore.
"Monkey!" Jiang Zhuyun was so angry that she slapped her twice, making him bleeding from her mouth and nose.
"Shut up your stinky mouth!"
If it weren't for the monkey's life and death and spending a few years together, Jiang Zhuyun would have let Chen Feng give up.
He didn't see what was going on now. They were begging Chen Feng to protect his legs. He wasn't afraid of irritating him. Will he be completely finished?
The monkey lowered his head, his eyes full of resentment: "Chen Feng, all this is because of you, I will not let you go."
Chen Feng had no chance to fight with them, so he focused on dealing with the monkey's legs.
The silver needle blocked the rhizomes and stems to continue to absorb the monkey's vitality. Chen Feng's fingertips condensed lightning and hit the rhizomes.
Not long after, the monkey's legs exposed to its skin, flesh and bones were covered with a layer of charred powder.