Chapter 1320 (1/2)

Zhang Chunqiu's face was like ashes, and he looked at Zhang Yuzhi in despair.

”Yuzhi... Don't...” Zhang Chunqiu tried to stand up and stop Zhang Yuzhi, but his body was too demonized to stand up.

”All you want is me. Let them go. I promise to integrate with you.” Zhang Yuzhi said.

”Of course, to me, they are just like ants on the roadside. It won't do any good to trample on them, but it won't do any harm. As long as you integrate with me, I guarantee that they will be safe and recover as before. ” She said.

”Let's go, kid. You've done enough for Zhangjia. Now you are the only one in Zhangjia who is not affected by magic. You are the one who should live the most.” Zhang Siyou said.

”Yuzhi... Don't...” Zhang Chunqiu's eyes are full of despair, because he knows that with Zhang Yuzhi's character, she can't go now.

”Brother, I'm an ominous person. I should have died long ago. I'm satisfied to do something for you at the end.” Zhang Yuzhi, with tears in her eyes, walked towards the corpse flower.

”Don't...” Zhang Chunqiu struggled desperately. His fingers were pressing the ground, which was about to break. The blood of his fingertips dyed the ground.

Zhang Siyou and others are also shouting, but they can't stop Zhang Yuzhi from walking towards the corpse flower.

”It's not you who deserve to die, it's the people who make you cry.” A voice came from not far away.

All of them were stunned. They turned their heads and looked in the direction of the voice. One of them was wearing armor, and the whole person seemed to be bathed in a brilliant figure, walking step by step to the enchanted grave.

”People... Emperor...” suddenly someone recognized the origin of the figure and was overjoyed.

Zhou Wen's Dragon Armor and sword are so conspicuous that almost no one on earth knows it.

Zhang Yuzhi turned his head and looked at Zhou Wen. After seeing it clearly, he was slightly stunned. There was surprise in his eyes, and it was a bit strange.

Zhou Wen step by step, stepped into the fire, the strange fire, and did not cause any harm to his body, as if the fire did not exist.

Walking past Zhang Yuzhi and towards the corpse flower, Zhou Wen holds the handle of the killing immortal sword.

”Who are you?” The voice of the goddess of drought came from the pit.

”I don't like you. People who want to kill you.” Zhou Wen said.

”Why are human beings always so ignorant, always say some self righteous words?” There was a sense of anger in her voice. She seemed to be really angry.

”That's because there are so many idiots, they speak too euphemistically, they can't understand.” Every step of Zhou Wen's body, the meaning of the sword is stronger. At this time, the meaning of the sword is so strong that it's hard to imagine. The killing immortal sword has not yet come out of its sheath, but the meaning of the sword seems to have condensed into the essence and is about to split the earth.

In the fire, a figure appeared, the corpse flower automatically flew to the eyebrow position of the figure, and disappeared in a flash.

The figure was dressed in white, with white gauze on her face. I couldn't see what she looked like, but her voice was undoubtedly the goddess of drought.

”No one dares to speak to me like this, even in the age of mythology, when natural disasters are everywhere.” It was obvious that she was really angry with Zhou Wen.

”Then I'll be more tactful. If you can take my sword and not die, I'll spare your life and allow you to continue to be in prison in the devil's grave.” Zhou Wen said.

”Death The goddess of drought has been extremely angry, and the flame on her body has turned into a mighty force, turning the whole sky into a flame, as if the whole world was just a flame.