Chapter 330: Exhaustion

That year, that person's late-night visit seemed to be known only to Senior Brother Xu, and Senior Brother Xu only knew about it when the other elders were enforcing the law, and he was really the only one who knew about this matter.

Senior Brother Xu, who was going to report the matter of that person's ascent to the Heavenly Ladder to the Pavilion Master, unexpectedly stopped, even if he went to turn himself in, he would need to pay a huge price for it, because this incident happened during his tenure, and he was responsible for the corresponding consequences.

But if he hadn't said it (the man had already fled, so it would be impossible to say it), and no one in the cabinet knew about the events of that night, he wouldn't have been guilty of dereliction of duty, and he would have been punished for it.

It was precisely because of Senior Brother Xu's deliberate concealment that Han Feng made up a story with Wu Lao in the name of the Dragon Clan's predecessors, which made Wu Lao have such a big reaction.

But in this world, there will never be an impermeable wall, and there will never be a paper that can hold the fire, and in the end, he finally walked away, and this secret was heard by Elder Yang.

"Senior Nephew Han, I don't know if you can make up for a scene that Elder Ben didn't see back then, but now just thinking about it, my body can't help but start getting excited. ”

The thoughts that were caught in the reminiscence of the past gradually broke through the shackles, returned to Elder Yang's head again, and slowly stood up, his eyes glowing with longing, looking at Han Feng who was standing on the six hundred and first floor.

Senior Brother Xu's narration made him fascinated, but whether it was from Senior Brother Xu's mouth who knew the secret, or Senior Brother Xu, who saw the scene of trembling that day, he had privately spent a huge price to try to climb the heavenly steps, but no one succeeded, as if Senior Brother Xu's memory of that day was really just a dream, an extremely real dream, a dream that people didn't want to wake up.

Han Feng's back gradually became blurred in Elder Yang's eyes, as if his eyes were suddenly flashed, and no matter what he looked at, there would be several double images.

Elder Yang was in a hurry, he was so anxious, at such a critical moment, he actually killed Cheng Biting Gold out of thin air, and hurriedly bit the tip of his tongue, and the severe pain made Elder Yang's vision instantly return to clarity.

At the same time, since Senior Brother Xu knew about this, the person's not long back, which had been haunting Elder Yang's heart, actually appeared in his eyes again at this moment, exactly the same, exuding a transcendent aura from top to bottom, standing straight on the 601st Ascending Steps.

"Is that person?" Looking at the back, Elder Yang's eyes were faintly reverent, but more fearful, muttering uncertainly, but in the next second, Elder Yang shook his head again, and all the memories were resealed in the soil again, looking up, Han Feng's figure was reprinted in his eyes, but no matter how he looked at it, Elder Yang always felt that the backs of the two were really so similar, and disappointment was inevitable, he sighed, but in an instant, he hoped earnestly, "Although it is not that person, I always feel that Senior Nephew Han may give me a surprise." ”

"Why are you so tired?" In addition to the fact that there were less than four hundred stone steps left in front of him, making Han Feng feel that he was getting farther and farther away from the mysteries that Long Lao had said, the unprecedented exhaustion also made him have to stop and rest for a while.

Han Feng's speed of climbing the first six hundred floors of the Heavenly Stairs was very fast, I am afraid it would not be an exaggeration to call it a rush, and there was not half a roadblock along the way, so it should be said that the state should be maintained in the heyday.

However, when Han Feng's feet stepped on the 601st stone steps, although his figure was still able to stand upright, but inexplicably, the sudden exhaustion gave Han Feng a heavy blow in his heart, as if the fatigue he felt every time he climbed the hundred stone steps was secretly hidden, and they erupted together at this time, almost crushing the last straw that Han Feng saved his life with.

His eyes were tired, like falling meteors, and he no longer had half of his former brilliance.

Han Feng waited for a moment with hope, and did not wait for a person's reply, laughing at himself, before remembering that Long Lao was sleeping, and the white tiger was also asleep on the way back, Han Feng, who was like a headless fly, had no one to ask for advice at the moment, so he could only ask himself, but now it was the first time he experienced it, what experience could he have for his own reference, if it wasn't for Long Lao to tell him, Han Feng would definitely be like many people, and he didn't know that there was a second effect on the Ascending Ladder.

While thinking, there was silence around him, as if the whole world had stopped at this moment, and time was frozen in an instant. But the constant spurting exhaustion did not stop because Han Feng was thinking about it, but instead erupted even more violently, falling heavily on Han Feng's body, as if he continued with the spirit of not giving up if he didn't eliminate Han Feng.

The increasing exhaustion value gradually made Han Feng's strong body bend down, bending, bending, bending, and even barely half a stick of incense, Han Feng had already been crushed to his knees, and his entire back was also hunched together.

The endless exhaustion was not only destroying Han Feng's body, but even his soul was not letting go, Han Feng's upper eyelids were like being obsessed with the lower eyelids, the two kept hooking up, constantly getting along, and finally hugged each other intimately.

"I'm so tired, I want to sleep. Now, Han Feng only had this one thought in his heart, and as the exhaustion value continued to increase, this thought became more and more profound.

The time of a pillar of incense is neither long nor short, but in Elder Sun's eyes, it is like a thousand years, and he has been concentrating on Han Feng since Han Feng's body was constantly pressed, and he did not dare to look at Han Feng without the slightest miss.

From Han Feng's kneeling to lying on his stomach, only a pillar of incense had passed, but it was such a short period of time that Elder Yang, who was staring at Han Feng motionless, suddenly felt like a year, and the disappointment on his face gradually increased, and there was a trace of self-deprecation, and he actually pressed all his hopes on a child who had just gathered his energy, and he had gone back to life all these years.

In his eyes, Han Feng was like a general who had surrendered, under the oppression of the enemy's army, he had no idea of struggling, and he gave up all the soldiers under him very smoothly, and he never saw him resist at all.