Chapter 146

Under the leadership of Yang Feng, Feng Dong and the black-and-white double evils quickly set out for the first time. The four people are flying to the city overnight.

Yang Feng walks like the wind and wants to reach the urban area early. The other three also followed Yang Feng closely, and the atmosphere dared not breathe. Afraid of affecting Yang Feng.

The night wind was blowing, and the cold night wind blew on Yang Feng, making him feel a little cold.

He was so anxious that he didn't know whether Zhang Wu and Mu Ziyan had fallen into the hands of the old ancestor now?

These two people are his good friends and important people around him, so Yang Feng is worried about them.

Sasha!

Under the night wind, the sound of "rustling" came from the trees and jungles along the road, as if thousands of poisonous insects were crawling.

Looking up at the night sky, Yang Feng's mood was very depressed, and a strong desire to kill arose spontaneously. It seemed that he could not control the strong killing intention in his heart and killed all the people of the Zhou family.

"Brother Yang, brother Yang."

Not far away, thin monkey and puma came. They hurried under the night sky, but they carried a man. Isn't that Zhang Wuzi? He was seriously injured and was carried back by thin monkey and puma.

Zhang Wu's whole body was dripping with blood, his flesh and blood were blurred in many wounds, and his skin and flesh rolled out, shocking!

"Brother Yang."

Thin monkey and Biaozi carried Zhang Wu and strode to Yang Feng. They were dejected, biting their teeth and lowering their heads.

"What the hell is going on?" Yang Feng asked, suppressing his anger.

Biao Zi said: "brother Yang, we learned that president Mu Ziyan didn't believe that the ancestors of the Zhou family would indiscriminately kill innocent people, so we didn't want to leave, while Zhang Wu was always with her and protected her. Because we were worried that Zhang Wu brothers had something to do, boss Ouyang asked us to find Zhang Wu brothers. As a result, we found him in the street."

Yang Feng looked at them gratefully. In this case, thin monkey and puma still have the courage to find Zhang Wu, which is also a friendship.

Zhang Wu slowly opened his eyes and looked at Yang Feng with lax eyes. He seemed to want to say something, but he couldn't say it.

Zhang Wu's face is still bleeding. Every time the muscles on his face move, the blood will flow out one more point, which makes Zhang Wu gnash his teeth. Several times I wanted to speak, but I couldn't make a sound. Finally, I had to close my mouth and look at Yang Feng speechless.

Looking at Zhang Wu, who is usually glib, falling to this point, Yang Feng suddenly felt an unspeakable sadness.

"Brother."

Yang Feng held Zhang Wu's hand tightly and shouted.

Zhang Wu's meridians were broken and his internal organs were seriously injured. Even if he didn't die, he was likely to be paralyzed all his life. Seeing that Zhang Wu's injury was so serious, Yang Feng's heart was dripping blood.

"Brother Yang, the ancestors of the Zhou family asked you to save Mu Ziyan." Zhang Wu's weak voice came.

"Where is mu Ziyan?" Yang Feng asked.

Zhang Wu clenched his teeth, as if he had exhausted all his strength to speak. He only heard a weak voice: "it's in the mountains by the Jinghai lake."

As soon as the voice fell, Zhang Wu fainted.

"Brother, brother."

Black and white Shuangsha shouted anxiously.

Thin monkey and Puma also blamed themselves: "brother Yang, I'm sorry, we didn't protect brother Zhang Wu."

"It has nothing to do with you. You don't have to blame yourself!" Yang Feng shook his head.

"Brother Yang, can brother Zhang Wu still be saved?" Feng Dong repressed.

Yang Feng took out a linglongshen pill and put it into Zhang Wu's mouth. Then he pricked three silver needles in his heart to keep his heart beating normally.

No matter how seriously injured a person is, he will never die as long as his heart keeps beating.

However, although Zhang Wu's life can be saved for the time being, the subsequent treatment will be particularly troublesome and even have many changes, which may fail. Therefore, Yang Feng is not sure that he can cure Zhang Wu.

At least, Yang Feng has just searched all the medical classics in his mind and has not found an effective way to do it.

"Brother, you can rest in peace. I will avenge you!" Yang Feng lowered his head and looked at Zhang Wu, who was dying. He would die at any time. Yang Feng clenched his fist and said word by word: "I swear, I will avenge you!"

Feng Dong and others stood beside him with a sad and serious face.

After feeling the pulse for Zhang Wu, Yang Feng said seriously, "Feng Dong, send Zhang Wu back and take good care of him."

"Yes, brother Yang." Feng Dong nodded.

"Take good care of my good brother Zhang Wu." After leaving this sentence, Yang Feng soared into the sky and flew alone to the mountains by Jinghai lake.

Zhang Wu is not only his good brother, but also seriously injured because he works for himself, so he must take revenge and save Mu Ziyan. They must not be in danger.

Jinghai Zhou family!

Old monster!

Yang Feng's deep eyes looked at the dark night sky ahead. He must kill the old monster and destroy the Zhou family!

If Zhang Wu and Mu Ziyan are really dead, even if the corpses are everywhere, all the Zhou family should be buried with them.

Yang Feng knew that there was a certain reason why the old monster chose to be on the Bank of Jinghai lake. Zhou Qianlong died there, so the old monster wanted to kill himself there and avenge his family.

But the other party's means are too despicable. If he wants revenge, just find himself directly and don't bother the people around him.

Most Wulin people abide by the rules of not retaliating against the enemy's family members and friends. For example, when Yao Linglong was wounded by Yang Feng and fled, she didn't think about dealing with Mai Qiuyan, Zhang Wu, Mu Ziyan and others.

Because every Wulin person has his own family members, relatives and friends around him. If you retaliate against the other party's family members, the other party will retaliate against your family members.

Hoo Hoo!

A gust of strong wind blows. Under the night sky, a lonely figure flies quickly. The lonely shadow is like a nighthawk flying under the dark clouds in the night sky. He is Yang Feng.

With full of anger, Yang Feng rushed to the Bank of Jinghai lake regardless of everything. Even if it was a tiger's den, even if it was a near death, he would save Mu Ziyan and kill the old monster!

Yang Feng's speed is very fast. Ten minutes later, he finally came to the Bank of Jinghai lake. Below is the place where Wu God is worshipped. That lonely temple is quietly built by the lake.

Whoosh!

Yang Fengtou didn't turn back. He flew directly over the Bank of Jinghai lake and entered the big mountain. There are mountains everywhere. The rolling peaks can hardly see the end at a glance. The mountain peaks with heavy rocks look very quiet and mysterious in the night.

After flying over many mountains, Yang Feng stood in the void and stood in the night sky. He knew that the old monster must be below and in the mountains here.

"Old monster, I'm coming." Yang fenglang said.

His loud voice spread all over the mountains below.

But in the many mountains below, it was still quiet, there was no movement, as if there was no one in these mountains, as if the old monster was not here, and Mu Ziyan was not tied here.

I don't know whether Mu Ziyan is dead or alive now. When I read this, Yang Feng couldn't help worrying and afraid.

"Old monster, I'm coming." Yang Feng's real Qi, like a thunder sound, quickly spread through many mountains below, but there was still no movement.

Yee Yee!

Because Yang Feng was so angry, countless birds in the mountain forest were frightened, so they flew up one after another, flew out of the jungle and disappeared under the night.

"Old monster, I've come. Why don't you show up? Are you afraid?" Yang Feng walked slowly in the void under the night, with deep and bright eyes, looking down all the time, and feeling whether there is the fluctuation of true Qi in the forest.

It's just that there is no fluctuation of true Qi in the forest. Maybe the old monster's cultivation is very high, so it hides the fluctuation of true Qi. Looking at the quiet forest below, Yang Feng was worried about Mu Ziyan's safety.

The quiet mountains and quiet forests seem to hide a huge crisis. The extended mountains, like countless fierce beasts, are waiting for Yang Feng to throw himself into the net. With the night wind blowing, the lush trees are like the green sea, sparkling and surging out of circles.

"Old monster, I have come. You are the ancestor of the Zhou family. How can a person with such status be so despicable?" The sound of Yang Feng spread all over the mountain.

"Yang Feng, I'm here. Come down and die." An old voice came.

Although the voice is very old, it reveals the strong real yuan.

Whoosh!

Yang Feng's body is like a nighthawk galloping down and diving from high altitude.

On a tall rock, there stood an old man with white hair, who looked like a fairy.

Although Yang Feng saw the old man for the first time, he was sure that the other party was the old monster, the ancestor of the Zhou family.

This is a twilight old man. Although he looks a bit like a fairy, he gives people a feeling of dead.

Yes, it's the smell of death.

At this age, he will die soon.

The old monster is the grandfather of the Zhou family leader. He is at least more than 100 years old. Although the longevity of the cultivator is better than that of ordinary people, everything has a beginning and an end, and life has a beginning and an end. No life can escape reincarnation.

It is said that people who surpass the realm of powers can live up to two or three hundred years, but this is just a legend.

Black breath surged around the old monster.

When Yang Feng stood on another rock, he saw each other's appearance clearly. Although it was night at the moment, it had little impact on the people in the power world, not to mention the moonlight tonight.

The old monster has white hair, thin old face and wrinkled face, which is like a ravine. From a distance, he looks like a fairy spirit, but if he sees it carefully, the feeling of Fairy Spirit will disappear completely, just like an old tree spirit in the mountains.

"Are you the ancestor of the Zhou family?" Yang Feng asked.

"Good."

The old monster nodded, carried his hands, and looked at Yang Feng with pure eyes. His old eyes showed a vicious and gloomy look, because he hated Yang Feng.

"Where's Mu Ziyan?" Yang Feng asked.

The old monster pointed to the front and saw a man hanging from a cliff in front. She was Mu Ziyan.

"Ziyan." Yang Feng shouted anxiously.

"Yang Feng, help me." Mu Ziyan panicked.

When she heard Mu Ziyan asking for help, Yang Feng was finally relieved, because she could ask for help, and her voice was so loud, which proved that she was fine and not hurt.

"Ziyan, don't worry, I will save you." Yang Feng said seriously.

Mu Ziyan regretted: "Yang Feng, it's all my fault. I'm not good. If I listen to you, I won't be so."

At the moment, Mu Ziyan really regretted that Zhang Wu personally came to her at that time, but she didn't believe it at that time. She thought that even if the Zhou family really had an old ancestor, even if Yang Feng really had hatred with the Zhou family, what did it have to do with herself. Even if the ancestors of the Zhou family really want to trouble Yang Feng, they won't deal with her.

But she was wrong, very wrong.

Mu Ziyan found herself too naive... Really naive. She suspected Yang Feng many times, but brought trouble to Yang Feng many times

"Yang Feng, I should believe your words. I'm sorry for you, sorry, sorry......"

Mu Ziyan in remorse, constantly sorry, guilty and self reproach.

"Needless to say, I'm sorry. You didn't apologize to me. I implicated you." Yang Feng did not blame Mu Ziyan, because it was not her fault, but her own fault.

"Yang Feng, how about Zhang Wu? Is he seriously injured?" Although Mu Ziyan is hanging in the air on the cliff at the moment, she still cares about Zhang Wu. Maybe she blames herself.

"He can't die for the time being." Yang Feng said.

In Mu Ziyan's bright and beautiful eyes, crystal clear tears kept falling. If she could choose, she would choose to believe Zhang Wu's words. Unfortunately, it was too late.

"Ziyan, wait. I'll save you now." Yang Feng comforted her.

Ha ha ha!

The old monster looked up to the sky and laughed happily, gloomy and vicious.