Chapter 265: Miracles of Creation

"Meng'er ......" Wentian woke up suddenly, and his forehead was already covered with fine sweat. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Big brother, you're finally awake!" There was a sound of surprise outside the door, asking the sky to come back to his senses, but he saw Yexue standing outside the door, his face full of surprise.

"What? Big brother woke up? Let me see. There was a noise, and a head stuck into the room, looking around, but it was Ye Feng.

"Ah...... The big brother really woke up, father, big brother he woke up. Seeing Wentian wake up, Ye Feng screamed, and his voice was much louder than Ye Xue.

Outside the room, some people were stunned when they heard this, and then they showed ecstasy, and they became excited, so they rushed into the room.

Wentian's mind was still quite chaotic, but when he saw Lin Yefeng rushing over, he had a thrill in his brain, and he quickly came back to his senses, and even grabbed his third uncle's arm, and said in a panic: "Third uncle, what about Meng'er?" Where is she in the dream? ”

The people who were originally excited and excited, after hearing his words, their faces suddenly turned gray, and some people gritted their teeth, and their eyes showed strong hatred.

Seeing this, Wen Tian had a bad premonition in his heart, and he quickly set his eyes on his third uncle, but Lin Yefeng sighed lightly and shook his head.

"Boom!" Suddenly, the sky was like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, and the whole person fell into the abyss.

"Who? Who the hell is he? He looked hideous and roared loudly, with a shocking anger in his heart.

Seeing that Wentian became so fierce and vicious for a while, Ye Feng and Ye Xue were in a panic, and their steps were even more backwards, but soon they ran into someone, but it was their father Ye Tian.

Here, Yetian's expression was very solemn.

Lin Yefeng was about to speak, but unexpectedly, a panicked voice came from outside the door: "It's a big deal...... Steward Zhou...... He won't be able to do it......"

"What?" Wentian exclaimed, feeling a buzz in his head, and Lin Yefeng and the others also changed their complexions suddenly, swished, and before everyone could react, Wentian had already rushed out of the room.

Uncle Zhou is like his elders for him, like his relatives, and now Meng'er is taken away by people of unknown origin, if Uncle Zhou has another accident, if one day, his grandfather comes back, he really doesn't know how to explain.

Thinking of this, he hated the man who took away Meng'er even more.

"Uncle Zhou, you can't be fine......" he roared in his heart.

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In a wooden house, at this time, a pale-faced old man was lying on the bed, and there were often coughing sounds, and in front of the bed, several people were waiting anxiously.

With a "bang", Wentian broke in directly, and when he saw Zhou Bo with a pale face and a vain breath, he couldn't help but feel a heartache.

"Young Master, you're awake!" The few people in front of the bed, when they saw that the person who came was asking the sky, suddenly their eyes lit up and they screamed.

Zhou Bo, who was lying on the bed, may have sensed that he was asking the sky, he suddenly opened his eyes and wanted to get up from the bed excitedly.

"Uncle Zhou, be careful!" Wentian's figure flickered, and he quickly rushed to the bed and helped Zhou Bo up with his hands.

"Young master, you're awake, let me take a good look." Zhou Bo's wrinkled face smiled, and tears rolled in his eyes.

Looking at the old man in front of him who had taken care of him since he was a child and was in even more pain, he suddenly seemed to be old for more than ten years, and his heart hurt inexplicably, and he held the old man's hand even more vigorously.

"Old lady bless, the young master has finally woken up, and I can go with peace of mind, it's just Meng'er her...... Ahem....... As he spoke, Uncle Zhou coughed up blood, and his eyes became godless.

"Uncle Zhou!" Outside the door, when Lin Yefeng and others saw this scene, they immediately looked shocked, and everyone felt uncomfortable for a while, and some women even cried.

"Uncle Zhou, hold on."

"Third uncle, help me hold him." Wentian shouted loudly, as if thousands of sharp needles were piercing his heart.

Perhaps sensing Wentian's intentions, Lin Yefeng's figure flashed and helped Zhou Bo up.

Wen Tian quickly sat up cross-legged in front of Uncle Zhou, and then, he put his hands on Uncle Zhou's hands, and the Yuan Power in his body began to pour into Uncle Zhou's body crazily, trying to maintain his life.

Of course, he used the power of the water element, not the power of the fire element, after all, the power of the water element is gentle and can have a healing effect.

At this time, Ye Tian also walked in, looking at what Wentian did, he shook his head lightly and said: "His qi and blood are insufficient, and the meridians in his body are even more damaged, even if you input more yuan power into him, he will not be able to return to the sky." ”

As soon as he said this, all of a sudden, everyone's faces turned gray, which filled the room with a sense of sadness, even Ye Feng and Ye Xue cried.

What Ye Tian said Lin Yefeng knew, and Wen Tian knew even more, but despite this, he still didn't give up, he wanted Zhou Bo to survive, even if he exhausted his last breath.

In his previous life, he witnessed the people of the Lin Mansion falling beside him one by one, and that kind of powerlessness, unwillingness, and grief made him still suffer even after decades.

In this life, he had sworn to protect the Lin Mansion and his family, but now, an old man who regarded him as a grandson was about to die in front of him, and he hated himself for his incompetence and felt that God was unfair.

"Young Master, you don't have to waste your Yuan Strength anymore, I am satisfied to see the last side of the Young Master before I die......" Zhou Bo was unable to say, he had already vented a lot of qi and had a little breath.

"No...... I am the young master of the Lin Mansion, without my order, Uncle Zhou, you can't die. Wentian roared wildly, his eyes were red, with a touch of persistence.

When everyone saw this, they sighed lightly, even if it was Lin Yefeng, because they all knew that Uncle Zhou would not survive.

But at this moment, a flash of inspiration flashed in Wentian's mind, his eyes brightened, and the next moment, his eyes were slightly closed, and his whole mind sank into Zhou Bo's body.

In his perception, the meridians in Zhou Bo's body not only shrunk, but now they were more damaged, which seemed to be caused by injuries he had been injured in the battle before.

Looking at these shrunken and broken meridians, he secretly shouted in his heart: "The power of the beginning!" ”

With a "hum", his body shook slightly, and then, a faint fairy light appeared, and countless immortal talismans rushed out of his body, wrapping around his hands, making his hands reveal a strange qi.

This is not the breath of gods, nor the breath of demons and demons, but a kind of immortal machine, which is an unknown immortal machine possessed by ancient immortals.

As soon as this breath came out, all the people in the audience suddenly changed their expressions, and suddenly felt that they were so small and humble under this breath.

At this moment, the turtle demon lurking in the lake suddenly became a spirit, and its huge pupils showed a look of horror.

"What the hell is this? Why does this king feel so familiar, but he can't remember? ”

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As soon as Wen Tian's heart moved, the immortal talisman in his hand began to pour into Zhou Bo's body rapidly, and he began to use the power of returning to the beginning to operate the meridians in Zhou Bo's body.

Where the power of the beginning passed, Zhou Bo's broken meridians began to repair themselves strangely, although the speed of repair was very slow, but this discovery made Wentian ecstatic.

"It worked!" He secretly rejoiced in his heart.

Then, without reservation, he poured the power of returning to the beginning into Zhou Bo's body, even if his face was pale and the sweat on his forehead was the size of soybeans, he gritted his teeth and persisted.

An astonishing scene appeared.

I saw Uncle Zhou, who was originally pale, gradually regained a trace of ruddy on his face, and the faint aura began to slowly stabilize, especially his gray eyes, which flashed color again.

It's nothing short of a miracle.

When everyone found out about this scene, they were all shocked and dumbfounded, as if they couldn't believe the scene in front of them, but they knew that it was real.

Soon, everyone's shocked expressions completely turned into excitement and excitement.

"How the hell did he do it?" The most shocked person is, of course, the night sky.

Because he had already seen that even if a strong man in the Divine Realm made a move, he might not be able to save Uncle Zhou, but now, this seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy in front of him, who was only a young man in the Spirit Realm, he did it, and this was definitely a miracle.