Wen He only felt a fishy wind blowing in front of him. He knew that he had played! He sighed and closed his eyes silently. At this time, no matter how much hatred he felt, there was nothing he could do about it.
After all, he was too greedy. It was obviously best to seal this ancient monster, but in the end he had other thoughts than he should have.
Looking at Wen He who was waiting for death with his eyes closed, the scarlet-eyed snake-head laughed ferociously, and then swallowed Wen He's upper body into his mouth.
However, at this critical moment, a majestic Buddha's chant resounded throughout the sky.
I saw a huge and unparalleled Buddha's light from far to near, hitting the snake tail of the ancient monster beast hard.
The Buddha's light was so fierce that the ancient monster couldn't help but let go of the snake's tail in pain, and Wen He escaped with his life.
However, the ancient monster's snake tail was extremely powerful. The moment Wen He was caught, half of his bones were crushed.
Even if he is saved at this time, he will not have any fighting power for a while.
Wen He didn't expect that he could be saved. He opened his eyes as soon as he realized that he didn't feel any pain.
After successfully escaping from danger, he accelerated his speed and hid towards the flying boat closest to him.
The flying boat closest to Wen He was naturally Zhang Yifeng's flying boat. At this time, he accelerated non-stop and rushed directly into Zhang Yifeng's flying boat.
Landing on the deck, Wen He breathed heavily with a look of joy on his face. He lost the support of his spiritual energy and collapsed to the ground without any shame.
At this time, there were people around who were about to step forward to help Wen He up, but Zhang Yifeng frowned and stopped his movement.
"You, what are you doing? Why don't you help this city lord to go down and have a rest!"
After Wen Cheng breathed for a moment, he finally regained some energy. Seeing that the monks around him didn't make any movement after he fell, he immediately shouted angrily at everyone.
"Lord City Lord, it's not that I don't want to help you, it's just that you have been poisoned at this time, and I'm afraid that I will implicate myself if I get close to you."
Zhang Yifeng stood up at this time, shook his head at Wen He, and said calmly.
"Poisoned? How is it possible? How could I not know if I was poisoned? Could it be that you covet the position of my city lord, so you are unwilling to rescue me?"
Wen He's eyes showed a hint of joy when he saw Zhang Yifeng. He knew that Zhang Yifeng was a master of alchemy and must have the elixir in his hand that could cure him.
However, after hearing Zhang Yifeng say that he was poisoned, Wen He's eyes showed a hint of disbelief. How could he not feel it if he was poisoned?
It must have been that Zhang Yifeng saw that he was seriously injured, so he had an idea that he shouldn't have, and wanted to use an excuse to kill him and then seize the position of city lord.
"Little friend Yifeng, no, no, Lord Yifeng, please save me, I don't want to die yet! It's just the position of city lord. As long as you save me, when I go back, I will definitely take the position of city lord in public.
I’ll give it to you, okay?”
If Wen He hadn't had most of his bones crushed to pieces at this moment, he would have knelt down and kowtowed to Zhang Yifeng in public to beg for mercy.
After all, as long as you can survive, you are a winner. If you lose, you have nothing.
As long as he can survive, it doesn't matter if he kowtows to Zhang Yifeng, as long as he can return to the main city of Hanzhou, as long as he can recover again.
Whether it is Zhang Yifeng or everyone on this flying boat, he will kill them all!
As for promising Zhang Yifeng, a dead person wouldn't need these things.
There was a sinister look in his eyes. Wen He had never been in such a miserable situation. As long as he was given a chance to recover, he would make these guys look good.
Seeing Wen He struggling, Zhang Yifeng silently shook his head, he was not talking nonsense.
With his eyesight, he could easily tell at a glance that Wen He was deeply poisoned, and even if he took out the antidote pill at this time, he would not be able to save him.
This was the price for his deal with the monster. The monster was so vicious that it could not be the human race's partner.
Zhang Yifeng didn't speak, just shook his head silently, and then sighed.
"City Lord, you have indeed been poisoned, and it has penetrated deep into your bones. I can't save you. And I have no interest in your position, City Lord. I believe that after the City Lord's troops are relieved, Hanzhou's main city will have its own
The next city lord will be elected."
As Zhang Yifeng finished speaking, a purple-black line suddenly appeared on Wen He's neck, and then these lines quickly covered Wen He's face.
At this moment, the city lord finally felt something was wrong. He could feel that his physical strength was constantly declining. It was obvious that he was poisoned as Zhang Yifeng said.
"No, no, I don't believe it! It must be you. You have evil intentions and want to seize my position as city lord. I will kill you!"
At this time, Wen He no longer looked as graceful and wealthy as before. He crawled towards Zhang Yifeng like a madman, with surging murderous intent in his eyes.
Zhang Yifeng frowned slightly when he saw this, and then silently arranged a formation, sealing Wen He in the formation.
Then Zhang Yifeng used spiritual energy to arrange a cover and covered Wen He inside to prevent the severe pain in Wen He's body from erupting later and infecting others.
Zhang Yifeng was too lazy to listen to Wen He's wailing before his death, so he simply arranged a soundproof formation.
However, looking at Wen He, who was wailing in pain in the spiritual energy shield, Zhang Yifeng still had a look of unbearability in his eyes.
The majestic city lord of Hanzhou's main city now died tragically on a flying boat. He no longer had the same momentum before his death. It really makes people wonder how to evaluate him.
However, if you make a deal with a monster, you should end up with this.
Under the solemn gazes of Zhang Yifeng and the surrounding monks, Wen He stopped screaming and lowered his head.
The next second, Wen He's body suddenly began to swell, and finally with a slight sound, Wen He exploded in front of everyone.
As Wen He exploded, the poison in his body collapsed.
Fortunately, Zhang Yifeng's aura shield served as protection, so the poison produced by Wenhe's explosion did not affect anyone around him.
Seeing this, Zhang Yifeng shook his head helplessly, then lifted up the poison in the aura shield, and then used spiritual fire to continuously refine the poison, finally forming a glossy black elixir.
As for Wen He, his corpse had long been corroded by the poison, and even his Nascent Soul was swallowed up on the spot by the strong corrosiveness of the poison.
"I didn't expect that a generation of heroes would end up in such a miserable way. Maybe this is the price of greed."
Zhang Yifeng silently sighed, and the monks around him also looked at the poison that Zhang Yifeng had refined into elixirs with complicated expressions.