Chapter 1405 (2/2)
”Yang Feng.”
Princess Zijing said, ”I know your current mood and I understand your pain, but in your current state, can you save Zhang Wu?”
”I don't know. All I know is that he is my brother.” Yang Feng said seriously.
”Yang Feng, calm down, will you?” Princess Zijing said seriously.
”Ha ha!”
Yang Feng laughed a few times and said, ”calm down. How can you calm me down? My brother is suffering and his life is in danger. How can I calm down? In your hearts, Zhang Wu may be a waste, a bucket and good for nothing, but in my heart, he is my good brother and the first person to follow me.”
”OK, OK.”
Princess Zijing said loudly, ”you're going to save Zhang Wu. Well, we'll follow you, but you have to think about it. After you go, all the people here will die. Who do you want to die, me, Feng Dong, Du Qinglong, Du Xianer, Xu Qianhong?”
Yang Feng turned back and glanced at the faces of Princess Zijing and others one by one.
I saw the Purple Princess look angry and angry. She hates iron but not steel. For the Purple Princess, Yang Feng is full of gratitude. She used to be under the command of her father, and then accompanied her mother. After 20 years of long nights, now she accompanied herself to the third world.
This kindness can't be compensated all his life, so Yang Fengning can die by himself and doesn't want Princess Zijing to have any mistakes.
As for Feng Dong, he has gone through countless ups and downs with him over the years. They fought side by side and spent crises together. Therefore, in Yang Feng's heart, Feng Dong is closer than his brothers.
As for Du Qinglong and Xu Qianhong, they also suffered together, and they saved him. Therefore, Yang Feng didn't want them to have an accident.
”Yang Feng, calm down and think about it. In our current situation, can we deal with boxing weather and save Zhang Wu? Instead of being impulsive, you'd better take care of your injury and then save Zhang Wu. In my estimation, boxing weather should not kill Zhang Wu, because you haven't appeared yet.” Princess Zijing analyzed.
Feng Dong just clenched his fist without making a sound.
But if Yang Feng insists on saving Zhang Wu, he will go to the rescue together, or die together.
Under the moonlight, a voice of hatred came from the huge light curtain, saying: ”Yang Feng, I know you can see me, and I also know that you can hear my voice. Tomorrow, on the night of the full moon, on the top of the green peak, you and I will see each other and stay together. If you don't come, I'll let someone cut your little brother Zhang Wuqian.”
Tomorrow's full moon night, the top of Qingfeng!
......
This sentence of boxing day and night echoed in heaven and earth, then dissipated, and the huge curtain of light disappeared.
tomorrow night!
Can you do it yourself tomorrow night?
Yang Feng felt powerless, not to mention the boxing weather. Even if he was boxing Tianba, he almost lost and even died in the other party's hands. If it weren't for the bright divine tree and the dark divine tree, he would have died if he blocked the blow for him at the critical time.
”Yang Feng, we are not hopeless. As long as you promote Yuanshen Erzhong, you can beat boxing.” Said Princess Zijing.
”Yes, sect leader, as long as you become the double strong of Yuanshen, you can defeat boxing.” Feng Dong is also serious.
”Ha ha!”
Yang Feng smiled bitterly. It's not easy to talk about the duality of Yuanshen.
Nowadays, he is promoted to the second level of Yuanshen. Even if he wants to recover from his injury, it is very difficult.
Poop!
Yang Feng felt dizzy and fell to the ground.
”Yang Feng.”
”Door master.”
”Lord Yang.”
A group of people ran quickly, shouting anxiously and shouting.
”The sect leader is seriously injured. What should we do?”
Feng Dong anxiously looks at Princess Zijing. He has no idea, because Yang Feng is seriously injured. Tianyinshenlei of fist Tianba is countless times stronger than fist Yihu and others.
”Alas!”
Princess Zijing sighed and said, ”now no one can rely on us. We can only rely on ourselves. No one can help Yang Feng. We can only rely on him to cheer up.”
”Cheer yourself up?” Feng Dong asked.
”Yes!”
Under the moonlight, Princess Zijing nodded solemnly and said, ”if we can stimulate Yang Feng's war intention and his king's heart, his injury may be able to recover itself. Even the withered light divine tree and dark divine tree will be repaired automatically.”
Feng Dong was silent for a moment, then looked up at Princess Zijing and said, ”how to inspire, we'll listen to you.”
”Feng Dong, Du menzhu, Xu Qianhong, you all step back first and give it to me.” The clear voice of Princess Zijing came.
”OK.”
Du Qinglong, Xu Qianhong and Du Xianer nodded slightly, and then retreated with those masters.
Feng Dong looked anxiously at Yang Feng, then at Princess Zijing, and then turned away.
.....
Hoo Hoo!
At night, the breeze blew, and Yang Feng lying on the ground heard voices from the depths of his consciousness. This is not only his voice, but also his voice of baldness.
”My name is Yang Feng. I'm Yang Feng. I'm the leader of the Purdue gate. I was determined to popularize all the people in the world. I established the Purdue gate and wanted to realize the great ambition. Since ancient times, thousands of people have failed, and hundreds of millions of people dare not try easily, but I dare, because I have a king's heart...”
In his consciousness, another voice kept shouting and echoing, saying: ”I'm Yang Feng. My name is Yang Feng. My father Yang Jiuding and mother LAN Jiuye are all indomitable people and great people. I'm deeply proud to have such parents. I inherited the last wish of the Qing emperor and my father's great wish. I went all the way to the west, wanted to reach the gate of life and death, and thought of stepping on the Ninth Heaven, In this life, I am proud of this wish. ”
Yang Feng, whose heart echoed, was suddenly depressed and said: ”however, after I entered the third world, I was seriously injured by a mere fist Tianba, and a strong man with three yuan gods, who could also hurt me. What qualifications do I have to talk about grand ambition and hegemony? My brother Zhang Wu is being tortured, but I can't help him. I can't even protect my brother, What's the use of my cultivation? ”
Your own serious injury!
Zhang Wu is tortured!
The withering of the light divine tree and the dark divine tree are floating in Yang Feng's heart. At the moment, he only feels extremely bald.
Since the establishment of Purdue gate, they have swept countless States and counties, and even pushed down Loulan kingdom. This is so difficult.
But at the moment, thinking of the future, Yang Feng has to face countless more powerful experts. After facing those strong people who are ten times or even dozens of times stronger than boxing Tianba, Yang Feng is a little bald.
Maybe he feels tired.
Even the iron body can't stand it. Even the heart of copper and iron is tired.
”Yang Feng, I know you're tired, but you can't give up. Don't you always worship JunShang? Do you want to know JunShang's experience?”
Just when Yang Feng felt tired and wanted to rest, the voice of Princess Zijing came from his mind.