"Give me, open your eyes!!" Struggling to open his eyes, Zheng Jia's soul exploded, affecting everything around him, his legs bent down, and then bounced up fiercely, and the whole person was like an arrow fired at the sky, straight out of the ground.

If anyone could see it, this soaring sky would definitely make people's jaws drop, because there is no one in this world who does not fly to the sky without the help of anything on the premise that his strength does not exceed the five mountains, but now, he has really done it, even if it is so illusory and unbelievable, at least, it has really taken off.

Flying into the sky, Zheng Jia only felt that his body was cold, as if he had changed from spring to winter all of a sudden, and even so cold that his hairs stood up completely, and then he felt that he had escaped into a darkness, this time the darkness was different from that on the ground, it was like dying, and there was no down-to-earth feeling at all.

I saw Zheng Jia in front of Hong Mingtian's eyes suddenly widened, but these eyes were full of black gas, as if they were dyed with ink, and they looked very weird.

Immediately afterwards, Zheng Jia jumped up out of control, and smashed Hong Mingtian in the chest with a punch, and this time, Hong Mingtian was smashed out of the door.

Crashing through the door and falling outside, Hong Mingtian only felt a fishy sweetness coming from his throat, and a mouthful of blood gushed out of his mouth, holding his chest and looking at Zheng Jia who suddenly broke out in the hall.

Jiang Yuhui was naturally pulled back to his senses by this huge movement, looking at Hong Mingtian and Zheng Jia, the basic situation is like that.

In order not to make the situation more serious, I saw Jiang Yuhui burst out of vitality and firmly fixed Zheng Jia in place. I have to say that the vitality of the strong man of the Six Mountains has an absolute suppressive effect, and just this moment completely stopped this sudden riot.

"You're not hurt, are you?" Jiang Yuhui asked eagerly.

"Father-in-law, let him out, let him out......" propping up his body, Hong Mingtian's face gradually became pale at this moment, and the vitality around his body gradually worked, wanting to relieve the pain in his chest, but what he never expected was that this pain could not be removed with vitality.

"Are you crazy? Let him out, you must not be killed! No, you have to listen to me, your safety is the most important ......"

"I beg you! If he doesn't come to his senses, then I'll be a brother in vain!" Before Jiang Yuhui could finish speaking, Hong Mingtian couldn't hold back the agitation in his heart and shouted.

At first, Jiang Yuhui was still a little stunned, but then he came to his senses from this stunned, straightened his waist, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, he has been the patriarch for so many years, and it is the first time that he has been treated with cheers until today, and he is still a young man.

However, he didn't get angry because of this, but spread out the vitality around Zheng Jia, so that he had enough room to stretch.

After Zheng Jia lost control, the whole person was like a wild horse that had escaped from the reins, galloping quickly in the direction of Hong Mingtian, and kicked it in the heart.

Looking at the figure that was gradually approaching his son-in-law, Jiang Yuhui clenched his fists, and finally his heart was down, and a dodge disappeared from between the two, and this kick was easier to hit the target after there was no obstacle.

Hong Mingtian did not back down, nor did he fight back, but instead gathered his vitality on his arms, and the whole person was like a shield, catching this kick without any defense.

Unloaded his strength down, and the whole person fell to the ground, at this time, Hong Mingtian also saw the opportunity, grabbed his wrists with one hand, and choked his throat with the other hand, and his knees were firmly pressed against Zheng Jia's chest.

"Third child, third child, wake up! I'm Ming Tian!" Although the words in his mouth seemed to be a call, Hong Mingtian's grasp made it difficult for Zheng Jia to struggle, no matter how much strength he mustered up, he could only move his body slightly.

At this time, Zheng Jia's face was hideous, his eyes were full of black gas, many muscles on his body were raised, and he had a tendency to tear his clothes, whimpering low in his mouth, his strength seemed to be getting stronger and stronger, and the last inexplicable energy burst out from around his body again, exploding around.

This kind of energy is very unfamiliar, not even vitality, even Jiang Yuhui was fiercely repelled by this unfamiliar energy three or two steps, some of the surrounding doors and paper windows were completely turned into pieces as if they had been blasted, and Hong Mingtian himself was even worse, he was directly blasted out more than 20 meters away by this force and overturned to the ground.

After breaking free, Zheng Jia's riot seemed to be even more violent than just now, and the energy distributed around him was like a thin black veil, as if there was nothing.

But if you have to compare this energy to anything, it's like a vicious greedy wolf, greedily sucking everything around it.

Of course, this so-called everything refers to the same kind of energy that Zheng Jia burst out, and he didn't know what this energy was until he sucked it on Jiang Yuhui himself......

"Soul?...... Actually use the soul as the consumption of the battle, this kid ...... It's not just the identity of Wen Ren that is terrifying!"

His pupils shrank widely, and Jiang Yuhui immediately understood the seriousness of the situation. It's no joke to consume your soul to fight, if one is not careful, he will become an idiot at the least, and his soul will be scattered, but how can this happen to him?

I saw Zheng Jia grinning, like a young tyrant, running frantically towards the place where Hong Mingtian fell, and before he could stand up, his claws had already hit Hong Mingtian's waist.

In this hit, although Hong Mingtian only dodged slightly, a folding fan tied to his waist still fell off and fell in front of Zheng Jia.

A pool of blood oozed from Hong Mingtian's waist, but Zheng Jia's gaze only stayed on the folding fan that fell to the ground, the whole person seemed to be quiet, a pair of eyes full of black gas stared at the folding fan, and couldn't take his eyes off for a long time.

With the sound of "rubbing, rubbing" and two wind-breaking sounds, Jiang Yuhui took Hong Mingtian out of the danger zone in time and brought him to the roof of the hall.

Looking down from the roof, Zheng Jia seemed to be a little wrong, and the expression on his face no longer became hideous, but became painful, holding his head with both hands, and knelt on the ground with a "bang" and began to roll.

The mouth roared in pain, as if the blood on the ground was flowing from him, and Hong Mingtian's eyes were full of tears, he knew that the pain in his waist was nothing compared to Zheng Jia's pain at this time, even if his face had become a little pale, so pale that it was terrifying.

Rolling on the ground, even if he hammered the ground with both hands, hammering the ground into two huge cracks, Zheng Jia's head was still about to crack, and his mouth seemed to spit out a few words slightly and slowly.

"I'm ...... Zheng ......"

In the darkness, Zheng Jia had already seen the light, the distance of the light was not too far, but it didn't seem to be close, he could see the figures of several people in the light, familiar and warm.

Just as Zheng Jia quickened his pace and approached these figures, he found that the distance between him and them had always remained in a considerable range, unable to approach or alienate.

"Second brother, I saw you, I'm not leaving!" The last picture stayed on Hong Mingtian's body, but Hong Mingtian at this time turned around and gradually moved away from him, without looking back.

Zheng Jia's soul power exploded even more, setting off a huge crack on the ground like a spider's web, and in the pain of this hissing and cracking of the lungs, the black qi in Zheng Jia's eyes was gradually fading at a speed that was not easy to detect with the naked eye.

At the same time, he could gradually see some vague things that his eyes saw, a pool of black blood, a gray courtyard, a bright gray sky, and ...... The face on the roof is gradually clear.

"I'm ...... Zheng ......"

Zheng Jia can now see some clear pictures, but he can only feel that his head seems to have not planted a time bomb, which may explode at any time. Kneeling on the ground, he endured a splitting headache and trembled to pick up the slightly bloodstained folding fan on the ground.

It was very difficult to open this folding fan, with a big "Hong" written on it, but this time, it made Zheng Jia's head crack even more, and a long roar broke out from his throat, almost impacting the original spider web-like crack on the ground even more exaggerated.

And the thirty or forty people of the Jiang family in the front yard of the Jiang family actually covered their ears with their hands, as if this scream would directly cause them irreparable damage.

"Hey, don't go down!" When Jiang Yuhui reacted, Hong Mingtian had already jumped off the eaves, but this jump made the blood from the wound on his waist ooze out more and more, and as soon as his feet landed, his legs were softened by the pain and he lay on the ground.

Even so, Hong Mingtian still didn't give up, even if he climbed, he had to climb in front of Zheng Jia!

This heart-rending scream lasted for a full minute, and it was in this minute that Hong Mingtian climbed in front of him with difficulty, took the folding fan in his hand lightly, and personally showed his favorite action in front of Zheng Jia......

"Poof......" The folding fan made a muffled sound, unfolded in Hong Mingtian's hand, and then shook gently, fanning a faint wind, that is, when the sound of the folding fan was unfolded, Zheng Jia finally digested the pain before.

The face was no longer painful, and the blackness in the eyes gradually dissipated, and after half a quarter of an hour, it was replaced by a normal appearance, leaving only a trace of black gas.

However, although his eyes became normal, he did not get rid of a new problem, that is, there was a slight hint of crimson in his pupils, which was neither thick nor light, but because of this crimson, it made Zheng Jia look a little weird.

"I ......"

"I am ......"

"I am, Zheng ......"

Zheng Jia's voice became louder and louder, from being inaudible for the first time, to being able to hear the content of this sentence clearly, and it seemed that he was gradually regaining his will.

"Who are you?" Hong Mingtian knew that this was a phenomenon that was about to succeed, and hurriedly promoted Zheng Jia's recovery, and this time, it was almost Hong Mingtian's life......

"I'm ...... Zheng Jia!!!"

"I'm ...... Zheng Jia!!!"

"I'm ...... Zheng Jia!!!"