Chapter 690 (1/2)
Through Zhang Yi's words, Teng began to realize the urgency of her treatment.
So when he saw that Zhang Yi was leaving, Teng hurriedly shouted:
”Wait! We can talk about my illness! ”
Zhang Yi stopped, turned around and said:
”As I said, we'll talk when he's dead.”
Teng said:
”He's dead.”
As Teng's voice fell, only Zu Xian's scream stopped suddenly.
Zuxian's body was also torn to pieces by countless vines, and he ended up like the rest.
Such death is a relief for Zu Xian.
After all, Teng's torture had made him unbearable. He wanted to die early. It would be easier.
When Zhang Yi saw that Zuxian was dead, he said:
”Have you killed enough? We'll talk when we've killed enough. ”
Teng Leng snorted and raised his arm.
I saw that the huge vine net that blocked out the sun was collected back to her at this moment and condensed into her arms.
As the huge net dissipated, the sun outside finally shone on the earth again.
”That's enough.” Rattan said.
Zhang Yi then stretched out his hand and pointed to a pavilion on a mountain peak of lianshenzong:
”Talk there.”
With that, Zhang Yi got up and flew to the pavilion.
Teng did not hesitate and flew with Zhang Yi.
The people in the refining sect had a feeling of survival at this time.
The tragic situation of the collapse of the Eight Allied forces just now has left them with lingering fear.
As the sun shone on them again, they felt a burst of warmth, and then they began to feel like an isolated world.
At this time, Zhang Yi and the red haired witch went to the pavilion on a mountain of lianshenzong. Although they didn't know what they were going to do, no one dared to ask.
Only the wind Ziyan said:
”What else does that terrible red woman want? Why is she pestering my Zhang Yi? no way! I have to go and have a look! I can't let her hurt Zhang Yi. Zhang Yi is mine! Let's not let her plot against Zhang Yi! ”
Although Feng Ziyan is extremely afraid of the star eating magic vine, she has consciousness and feeling after all, so when her feelings for Zhang Yi are strong to a certain extent, she can suppress this fear.
Immediately, the wind and purple smoke could not care so much. She flew up and flew towards the pavilion.
The rest of the disciples of the refining sect dare not follow.
They can only stay where they are and wait for the final result.
Even the four elders of lianshenzong ordered to block the door and prohibit any disciple from leaving.
This is to prevent the disciples from fleeing on a large scale under fear, which will do little damage to the refining sect. If such a flight annoys the red haired Witch and kills her again and again at that time, who can stop it?
But maybe one person can resist.
That's Zhang Yi!
Up to now, a group of disciples of lianshenzong can basically confirm that the external disciple Zhang Yi has absolute friendship with the terrible red haired witch.
Otherwise, why didn't the red haired witch kill Zhang Yi, but went to the pavilion with Zhang Yi.
They don't know the specific reason now, but they believe they will understand everything soon.
What needs to be done at this time is to wait.
In the pavilion, Zhang Yi, Teng, Feng Ziyan have gathered together.
When fengziyan was so close to the vine, she still felt afraid, and even her body was shaking uncontrollably.
This is not because her strength is not as good as rattan, on the contrary, her strength is better than rattan.
But rattan is her nemesis and heaven and earth, so even so, she will not be rattan's opponent, but will feel instinctive fear of rattan.
Although she was afraid, her reason was persuading her to escape quickly. However, Feng Ziyan's feelings outweighed her reason. She held Zhang Yi tightly in her arms, which not only showed that she wanted to protect Zhang Yi, but also seemed to proclaim Zhang Yi's sovereignty.
This made Zhang Yi frown and say:
”Don't hold me! Sit down first! ”
”Oh...” Feng Ziyan can only sit next to Zhang Yi.
She took Zhang Yi's hand and wouldn't let it go anyway.
Zhang Yi felt a lot of sweat in her soft hands, and even trembled slightly.
So Zhang Yi said:
”Don't be afraid. This is Teng. We're here to chat, not fight.”
The wind Ziyan said:
”If you let me hold you, or if you hold me, I won't be afraid!”
Zhang Yi heard this, so he didn't bother to pay attention to the wind and purple smoke.
He looked at the vine sitting opposite and said:
”Both blood Yang poison silk and silver frost demon tumor in your body can be eliminated, but the damage caused by silver frost demon tumor toxin to your body is irreparable. You should be prepared.”
Upon hearing this, Teng opened his mouth and said in a harsh voice:
”You heal my damage! Let me return to my original state! I'll help you with anything! ”
Zhang Yi shook his head:
”I have said that the injury is permanent, and even if the God of medicine is alive, it can't be cured. All you can do now is to save your life. Although you can't continue to grow and reproduce, at least you can still live. ”