Chapter 150 (1/2)
The old monster didn't expect that Yang Feng could fight back before he died, and hurt him and even poisoned him.
Cough!
After coughing a few times, the old monster vomited black blood from his mouth.
He is seriously injured and deeply poisoned. It doesn't matter if he is dozens of years younger, but he is already a candle in the wind and his body loses the function of self-healing, so he is very fatal.
Old people, old men who are about to die, have poor physical recovery, almost zero.
”Yang Feng, you are so dirty that you use poison.” Roared the old monster.
Yang Feng closed his eyes powerlessly, and his body kept falling down.
”Yang Feng.”
”Yang Feng.”
Standing over the cliff, Mu Ziyan really wants to jump down. She really wants to jump down recklessly and save Yang Feng. However, she is not a practitioner. If she can save Yang Feng, even at the cost of her life, Mu Ziyan will never hesitate to jump down directly.
She regretted that she didn't listen to Zhang Wu's persuasion.
If she had believed Zhang Wu at that time, she wouldn't have.
”Yang Feng.”
Mu Ziyan stood in the dark night, stretched out her Qianqian jade hand and continued to cry in pain.
Tick!
Tick!
With Mu Ziyan's crystal clear tears dripping one by one, she kept hitting the rocks on the cliff, making a sound of 'tick tock'.
ha-ha!
The old monster endured the injury and staggered to the sky. Yang Feng was dead, but he was still alive. Although he was seriously injured and poisoned, as long as he was slowly recuperated, he would recover slowly. It was only a matter of time.
Looking at Mu Ziyan standing on the edge of the cliff, the old monster said with hatred: ”Mu Ziyan, Yang Feng is dead. Since you are so kind, go down and accompany her.”
”Why, why, why did you kill me, why did you kill Yang Feng.” Mu Ziyan roared angrily.
Although the old monster is strong and kills people without blinking an eye, she is not afraid at all. Thinking of Yang Feng's death, her heart is full of remorse and self blame. All this is her own fault.
hey!
The old monster covered the position of his heart, and the black blood was still flowing slowly. At the moment, he was not only dripping with blood, but also very ferocious. After sneering a few times, the old monster said, ”Yang Feng killed people in my family, so you must die. As for you, because you are the people around Yang Feng.”
”You are a devil, a despicable man.” Mu Ziyan angrily said.
The old monster didn't care: ”you're just mole ants. You don't need a reason to kill mole ants. Well, don't talk more nonsense. Kill you. When my injury recovers, I'll kill others.”
Mu Ziyan stood on the cliff and slowly closed her eyes.
In front of the old monster, she didn't even have the courage to escape, because she knew the other party was strong, and she also knew that the old monster wouldn't give herself a chance.
”Yang Feng, we will meet soon.”
Mu Ziyan, who closed her eyes and waited for death, smiled bitterly. Although Yang Feng desperate to save herself, she still couldn't escape being killed. This may be her life.
”Old monster, die!”
When the ancestors of the Zhou family wanted to kill Mu Ziyan with one hand, Feng Dong led the black-and-white double evils to appear. The three rushed up without fear of life and death, and then besieged the old monster.
”Damn it!”
The old monster turned and flew away quickly.
In fact, with the strength of the ancestors of the Zhou family, even if he was seriously injured or poisoned, he could kill Feng Dong and the black and white double evils, but this is equivalent to suicide. In his opinion, it is unwise to spend his old life fighting these three people.
He has been seriously injured and poisoned, so he can't use real Qi, otherwise he will die.
You know, for people like old monsters who are going to die, Zhenyuan is life. Every real dollar consumed is consuming life.
Therefore, the old monster has been unwilling to waste any excess real yuan!
”You're lucky. When the old ancestor recovers from my injury, you'll take your dog's life. Your mole like existence is like ants in front of the old ancestor.” The old monster's gloomy voice came from the dark end.
Feng Dong and black-and-white double evils originally wanted to chase and kill the old monster, but each other's speed was very fast.
”President Mu, are you okay?” Feng Dong asked with concern.
”Feng Dong, Yang Feng is dead.” Mu Ziyan cried.
”How is this possible?” Bai Wudi doesn't believe in Tao.
Hei Wushang also didn't believe it. ”It's impossible, absolutely impossible. How could my brother Yang die?”
Mu Ziyan was devastated and said, ”Yang Feng was beaten by the old monster to save me, so he fell into the abyss.”
Feng Dong stood over the cliff and looked at the sky. Although he was a master level master, he couldn't fly, so he couldn't go down.
”The abyss is too deep for us to go down.” Looking at the abyss below, Feng Dong shook his head helplessly.
Bai Wudi suggested, ”why don't we throw a stone down and see how deep it is.”
Hei Wushang objected: ”no, brother Yang has fallen. What if the stone you threw hits brother Yang?”
”Not so unlucky.”
White invincible feels that black Wushang has overstated his words. The bottom of the abyss must be very big. It's impossible to throw a stone down casually, and it will hit Yang Feng at the bottom.
”Feng Dong, black and white double evils, what should we do? Hurry up and find a way to save Yang Feng.” Mu Ziyan said anxiously.