Chapter Ninety-Three: The Moment of Life and Death

Zhang Yanchen's heart jumped, and he secretly said badly. Her eyes were firmly fixed on the rune paper in Yang Zhongshan's hand, life's resistance to death stimulated all her consciousness, the scope of her divine consciousness shrank within one mile, and almost all her spiritual power was shrouded in Yang Zhongshan's body, not letting go of it at all.

Yang Zhongshan pinched the talisman treasure in his hand, and when he recited the mantra, the golden sword light shrouded above Zhang Yanchen's head began to slowly faint.

Ye Lian shouted at this time: "Benefactor, run, it takes time for the rune treasure to start, go quickly, it's too late if you don't leave." ”

The time for the rune to activate does take time, because the rune is the largest lethal weapon in the rune, and the spiritual power is sealed in the rune paper in the form of a weapon, but when the rune is activated, the aura in the rune will appear in the form of a real weapon, and the attack power is amazing, and the higher the user's cultivation, the greater the power of use.

Yang Zhongshan is a cultivator in the late stage of foundation building, and as soon as the rune treasure is activated, the chance of Zhang Yanchen wanting to survive is almost zero.

The thought was fleeting, and with a slight twist of the hand wearing the Soul Refining Tower, a golden needle with a golden cold light was sandwiched between Zhang Yanchen's fingers. Then with a flick of his hand, the golden needle came out of his hand, turning into a golden inch and shooting towards Yang Zhongshan like lightning.

Bite!

With a crisp sound, the golden needle was blocked by the golden barrier and could not enter, and at this time, Yang Zhongshan's mantra came to an end, he opened his eyes violently, and his bloodthirsty eyes stared at Zhang Yanchen with a cruel smile.

At the same time, a red-tasseled spear flashed in the talisman treasure in his hand, and it struck at Zhang Yanchen with a rapid roar. Fast as lightning, the ultimate in the blink of an eye.

"Die!"

"Die!"

Two shouts sounded at the same time, Yang Zhongshan's smiling face suddenly froze, Zhang Yanchen's eyes stared at Yang Zhongshan's eyes fiercely, and his soul power condensed into a sharp sword and pierced into Yang Zhongshan's sea of knowledge, Yang Zhongshan's defense instantly weakened, and at the same time, the golden needle spun and spun, silently piercing into the barrier, and snorting through Yang Zhongshan's eyebrows.

Yang Zhongshan's eyes widened instantly. Slowly eclipsed. He fell to the ground with a thud.

At the same time, the red tasseled spear snorted through Zhang Yanchen's chest, nailed to the ground, and turned back into a rune treasure in an instant. fluttered to the ground.

Zhang Yanchen clutched his chest. Spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground. His eyes were hazy as he watched Ye Lian hurriedly run towards her from the white handkerchief, shouting.

"Go to the Yellow ...... Family ......" grabbed Ye Lian's hand, and Zhang Yanchen spit out three words with difficulty. I passed out in a daze.

"Benefactor? The benefactor ...... "Ye Lian didn't care about anything else, took out a bottle of pills from his arms and fed them all into Zhang Yanchen's mouth, used his aura to stop the bleeding from the wounds on Zhang Yanchen's body, rolled the things on the ground, including Yang Zhongshan's corpse, into a storage bag, picked her up and ran to the city.

Ye Lian ran all the way to the city, returned to Ye's mansion, and shouted all the way: "Dad, Dad, save people, save people!" ”

Don't die, Engong, don't die, you must not die!

Ye Zhou came out of the house and saw Zhang Yanchen who Ye Lian was holding, and hurriedly checked the injury without asking anything else, and was also shocked when he saw the injury on his chest.

"Hurry up and put it on the bed, it's just below the right chest and shoulder, it didn't hurt the vital point, but it was a penetrating wound, go call your sister over."

"Oh? Oh......" Ye Lian hurriedly ran out, listening to Ye Zhou's words, his hanging heart finally breathed a sigh of relief.

……

Spacious palaces, towering palace walls, sunny afternoons.

The breeze slowly blew the veil, and the maids in fan palace skirts stood in two rows, and at the end of the corridor, stood the man she couldn't wait to have his bones and blood and ashes, bright golden robes, gentle expressions, and faint smiles.

Once so attached and so obsessed, this man she once loved deeply, now she only hates to kill him.

The man cruelly watched the woman fluttering on the ground, but smiled softly: Qin'er, come, come, look at you, I've been standing for a long time, why haven't you come to my arms yet?

The woman was so thin that her skin and bones were covered with skin, her eye sockets were deeply sunken, and her already large eyes were even more hollow, and the only thing that could be seen in her eyes was remorse.

The woman obviously had her hands and feet in it, but she was lying on the ground, gritting her teeth and crawling all the way over, the cold ground had worn her hands and feet to the skin, and she was still crawling unconsciously.

Qin'er, you are the most beautiful and lovely woman I have ever seen, but why are you so stubborn? Isn't it good to be with me? Before! You're all thinking about marrying me......

The woman's eyes widened even more, and she stared at the man who was looking down at her with a hideous face, and roared hoarsely: I will kill you, kill you, kill you......

"Kill you, kill you, kill you...... I want revenge......" Zhang Yanchen in his sleep had a pale face, and his cheeks were covered with layers of sweat.

Huang Lingyue grabbed Zhang Yanchen's waving hand, and felt pain in her heart: "Ember dust, ash dust, child, it's okay, it's okay." ”

With her hand on Zhang Yanchen's forehead and gently caressing, Huang Lingyue's eyes were red, listening to Zhang Yanchen's muttering in the nightmare, she was so distressed.

When he was wiped out, how old was this child, and what a psychological shadow he caused when he saw the tragedy happen.

Huang Lingyue wiped her tears, looked at Zhang Yanchen's calm but still frowning brows, got up and opened the door to go out, calming her sad heart.

Outside the door, Huang Qitian and the rest of the people were sitting on the bench, and when they saw Huang Lingyue coming out, they all sighed.

Huang Qitian asked, "How is the ash dust?" ”

"It's just a nightmare, it's fine, I'll wake up soon." As she spoke, her eyes turned red again, she endured it and sighed: "Maybe I dreamed of destroying the door, and I kept shouting for revenge, poor child!" ”

"I've already started to have people investigate, but after so many years, I'm afraid it's not easy to investigate." The Zhang family in Rongcheng is thousands of miles away from Endless City, and time has passed, so it may not be so easy to find what happened at the beginning.

But...... If they dare to do something to their relatives, even if it is a hundred years and a thousand years, they will check it out.

In the middle of the four columns, Cangwu's eyes seemed to look upwards blankly, looking at Zhang Yanchen's pale face reflected in the Tianyan Tongtong.

Once again, he was angry and bitter about being locked in the Soul Refining Tower, and could only watch the woman he loved suffer and do nothing.

The previous decision to voluntarily enter the Soul Refining Tower made him regret it so much at this moment.

If he could, he wished that the injured person was himself instead of Zhang Yanchen, and if he could, he would like to be able to sit at the head of the bed at this moment and be by her side. If he could, he wanted to take her into his arms and shield her from all danger.

He wanted to stand by her side, to be her safe haven, to be her shelter forever, he ...... To get out, be sure to get out! (To be continued.) )