Chapter 1339 (1/2)

Lin siliang, Xuan cat demon Shuai, pheasant tail demon Shuai and Zhang Wen stared at the pit.

They saw the wind and purple smoke riding on Zhang Yi, and the fist containing the power of terror greeted Zhang Yi's face.

The salt free woman looked at this scene and said helplessly:

”In this world, only Miss Feng dares to treat the master like this...”

At this time, the wind Ziyan had finished two punches in the big pit.

This makes the whole earth full of cracks, and the rocks on the bare mountains are constantly rolling down.

At this time, she raised her fist again, as if she planned to continue a new punch.

But soon, doubts floated on her face, as if she couldn't figure out something:

”Strange... Why can't I kill you today? And... It feels hard and real! Dreaming in peace is not the same! ”

With that, Feng Ziyan put down his fist and stretched out his hand to pinch Zhang Yi's face.

The more she pinched, the more strange she felt, because she felt she was pinching a real person, not dreaming.

Until now, fengziyan feels that he is still in a dream.

Zhang Yi also took advantage of this time to slow down. He couldn't help but say angrily:

”Wind! Purple! Smoke! You haven't woken up yet! ”

Inexplicably, he was punched and flew, and then he was riding on his body and slapped on his head. Even if Zhang Yi had a good temper, he couldn't help but burst into foul language.

The wind and purple smoke became more and more confused:

”Eh? Curious! You came to me today. You didn't talk sweet to me in your dream. You scolded me? Dare to scold me and kill you! ”

Then the wind Ziyan raised his fist again.

Zhang Yi is also depressed.

It's really reasonable and unclear to encounter such a person who lacks a root meridian.

At this time, the salt free woman outside the pit hurriedly said:

”Miss Feng, stop! My master is back. Miss Feng, you were awakened by my master. ”

Hearing this, Feng Ziyan turned his head in doubt and looked at the salt free woman.

Then she looked back at Zhang Yi under her, and her expression became more and more strange:

”No... the salt free girl never appeared in my dream. And she's talking to me now? Can I say... I really just woke up and was still in a daze? ”

Then she couldn't help holding out her hand and pinching Zhang Yi all over, almost pinching Zhang Yi once:

”Do you mean... Zhang Yi, are you really back?”

Finally, the facial features on the purple smoke face of the wind were almost crowded together, as if they were trying their best not to cry.

Zhang Yi said angrily:

”There's a limit to your madness! If I didn't have a king's body, you had to kill these two punches just now! ”

If he finally gets home and is killed for no reason, then Zhang Yicai is really wronged.

When Feng Ziyan heard this, he finally collapsed.

She finally cried loudly, and the tears on her face couldn't stop like a dam burst:

”Woo woo! Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! Whoa, whoa, whoa! Zhang Yi! Woo, woo, woo, woo, woo, woo... Zhang Yi! Zhang Yi! Whoa, whoa, whoa... Zhang Yi! You're not dead! You finally came back to me! Whoa, whoa, whoa... I'm not dreaming! I really saw you! Whoa, whoa, whoa... ”

Now that fengziyan has arrived, she finally determines that Zhang Yi under her body is alive, which immediately makes her open her mouth and cry.

As soon as she cried, tears, runny nose and saliva fell straight down her face, which hurt Zhang Yi under her.

Zhang Yi quickly stretched out his hand to cover his face, so as not to let the tears and snot of the wind and purple smoke fall on his face.

At the same time, he also angrily scolded:

”Get up from me!”

Instead of rising, Feng Ziyan leaned down and held Zhang Yi firmly:

”I can't afford it! I can't afford it! Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! I want to hold you! Hold you forever! Never let you leave me again! Wuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwu! Zhang Yi! I want to hold you all my life! Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa... ”

The purple smoke of the wind was like an octopus. The whole man held Zhang Yi firmly, but he didn't let go.

Zhang Yi talked for a long time. Feng Ziyan couldn't listen to anything except crying.

Finally, when Zhang Yi jumped out of the pit with a gloomy face, Feng Ziyan still held him firmly.

Lin siliang was more knowledgeable. She came forward and said:

”Master, I suddenly remember that we haven't seen the bald mountain scenery, so we hope the salt free girl will take us around to see the scenery. Therefore, please allow us to leave first. ”

After saying that, Lin siliang winked at several people around him.

The people around also understood, so they also said they would leave for a while.

As they spoke, they left here to avoid embarrassing Zhang Yi.

Zhang Yi is the leader of Fuxing sect and the leader of Zhang Jia. He can make a fool of himself, but he can't be seen or spread, otherwise his prestige will be damaged.

So Lin siliang left with the crowd, so that Zhang Yi could deal with some of his embarrassing things first.

Of course, Zhang Yi knows Lin siliang's mind, and he allows them to leave.

After the crowd left, Zhang Yi came to her grave like building with his own wind purple smoke, sat down on the stone bed and waited patiently.

Wind Ziyan has been crying.

Zhang Yi waited patiently for her to stop crying.

After crying for almost an hour, the wind and purple smoke slowed down slightly.

She looked at Zhang Yi with tears and asked:

”Zhang Yi, aren't you happy to see me?”

Zhang Yi replied:

”Happy.”

Feng Ziyan couldn't help asking:

”Then I've been crying for so long. Why don't you cry?”

Zhang Yi replied lightly: