Chapter 236: Goodbye Yan Xiu!

When the huge dust finally fell, smearing a thick layer of floating dust on the school field as if after the earthquake, Zhang Yinyuan stood alone in place, his body shook, seeing the dazzling 212 points of health in his status bar, he no longer thought about Gu Yue and Yu Qingge, he breathed a long sigh of relief, slowly put the slag from the palm of his hand into his body, and glanced at a tall building about 300 meters away with his feelings. Facing Zhang Bao, who had a complicated expression, the muscles on his cheekbones twitched, and he was a little speechless. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

As for the number of yellow scarves affected by the three battles, it was close to two thousand, Zhang Bao smashed his mouth, glanced at Zhang Yinyuan deeply, and sighed slightly when the thought in his heart turned, and the words that came to his mouth, with the squirming of his lips, he still swallowed back his stomach, whispered a few words to Yang Feng, who was in a trance beside him, nodded at Zhang Yinyuan, and turned his head to leave.

With the departure of the supreme leader of the Yellow Turban in Yangcheng, the atmosphere suddenly became extremely strange, and a large number of Yellow Turban soldiers wanted to get close after seeing Zhang Yinyuan's terrifying strength, but there was an instinctive fear of the weak for those with great powers, and they hesitated for a while.

For a long time, until Yang Feng handed over the medical talisman obtained from Zhang Bao to Qu Shuai Luo City beside him, he strode over, made an extremely eager appearance, and began to greet Zhang Yinyuan, but this former Montenegrin military advisor still has a bit of brains, and he didn't ask Zhang Yinyuan at all which leader Zhang Yinyuan had under the command of Montenegro, but faintly revealed a lot of secrets of the Montenegrin army to Zhang Yinyuan through eager conversations, and even some quite secret personal anecdotes of Zhang Niujiao, the former leader of Montenegro, told Zhang Yinyuan a lot, Zhang Yinyuan is a little inexplicable, although I don't know Yang Feng's plans, but now in this situation, let's talk first... After all, this 'Yang Feng' first reported to his family when he came up, and pulled himself into a force.

Looking at the conclusive 'reminiscence' between the eagerly two, Zuo Zhangba and Pinghan glanced at each other, and they were really embarrassed to interject more, so they put away their friendship at the moment, and silently led the guards to leave the school field that had fallen into ruins.

"Where are the chickens going? Haha,It's not thoughtful.,I want to come to Linyang City at the beginning of the chicken cell.,There must be no place to live.,Otherwise... ”

Yang Feng looked at the backs of Ping Han and the others with a smile, and turned his head to Zhang Yinyuan.

"Thank you for your kindness, it's just that the chicken fillet has just exhausted his strength, and he wants to find a secret place in the city to heal himself, so he should not bother the eldest brother first." Zhang Yinyuan smiled apologetically at Yang Feng, and refused the other party's kindness on the grounds of healing, and the two made an appointment to meet again next time to talk in detail, and said goodbye, Zhang Yinyuan looked at the health value rising little by little on the retina, and then looked at the tall building that had just flashed with a cold breath.

(Do you want to wait for the state to return to full and then go to that Yan Xiu, this guy is really unpredictable friend and foe, but according to the virtue of the reincarnation, he must want to kill me...) But when it's full, won't it seem a little cowardly? ? Forget it, let's be a little cowardly, now the mana consumption and the power of the bloodline are a bit big, slowly, slowly go again. ）

Glancing at the tall building again, Zhang Yinyuan walked a few steps, and hid in a crumbling house along the street, looking at the furniture that was completely messy inside, and fell to the ground after being scavenged, bypassing the bowls and basins that fell to the ground and were shattered, walked into the inner room, and glanced into the huge rice bowl, which was dark and empty, only a bright and shaky bottom of the tank reflected Zhang Yinyuan's indifferent face, and sighed slightly in his heart, quite touching.

(The troubled times are really troubled times, even the yellow turbans with the title of 'peasant uprising' are like locusts crossing the border, looting everything that can be scavenged, and I don't know where the original people of Yangcheng went, but... After the war, I'm afraid I won't be able to come back... I used to have this tank at home when I was a child... There are also water tanks. ）

With a complicated expression, he let out a sigh, and from time to time, "The sky is dead... In the slogan of "Daji", Zhang Yinyuan slowly sat cross-legged on the bare kang that was smashed out of a big hole, slowly closed his eyes, drove away the distracting thoughts in his heart, took a deep breath, held it, and followed the exercises of the "Incense Jade Book", slowly carrying the increasingly viscous mana, and there was a feeling in his heart, I am afraid that when these mana are completely condensed into liquid magma, the bottomless barrier between Shaoyang and Zhiyang will be broken, and in the flow of mana, Zhang Yinyuan's loss and injuries are slowly recovering little by little.

The willows on the moon, the moment when the remnant sun on the horizon was finally covered by the city wall of Yangcheng, as if something had been touched, Zhang Yinyuan's eyes suddenly opened, there was no void room electricity, and there was no golden light, he opened his eyes plainly, and spit out a long mouthful of exhaust gas that was dead under his tongue, and a hot fire slowly dissipated in the air, Zhang Yinyuan stood up, and glanced at the completely dark room, after seeing the empty rice tank, his eyes dimmed, his lips squirmed, but he didn't make any sound, Foot moved, a bright firelight wrapped the figure, jumped out of the house, recalled the direction outside the house, shot towards the high-rise building in the daytime, did not deliberately look for the main entrance, glanced slightly, determined that the gate was in the opposite direction to himself, simply on the ground, with the tongue of fire behind him, around the eaves of the high-rise building straight to the roof, on a window lattice on the top floor, step into the top floor of the high-rise building, and suddenly a biting chill wrapped the whole body.

I couldn't help but shudder, and there was condensed white gas between my mouth and nose!

Shivered, Zhang Yinyuan saw the appearance of this top layer clearly, it was simply an ice cave for three or nine days, or a large cold storage, thick ice ballast can be seen everywhere, the thick ice cubes on the roof are like the fangs and claws of a beast, and the white ice shell frozen on the floor along the wood grain is getting thicker and thicker into the room, and a thick ice pile is piled up in the corner, on which a small chair is used as the medium, and a white and blue ice throne is poured on it, and the sleepy young man sits lazily on the throne, The tiredness in the eyebrows and eyes couldn't hide the arrogance that emanated from the blood.

On his left side, a small oil lamp was lit, providing a little insignificant warmth to the huge gloomy ice cellar, this small lamp emitted a faint light, after countless refractions of the biting ice, enveloping the entire top floor, the ground was covered with frost corpses, the ice flowers on the walls were uneven, and the bumps seemed to be terrifying life dead spirits or 'things' that existed in a form that Zhang Yinyuan did not understand, strange and majestic.

"Yo, my ally, you're finally here."

The cynical voice slowly spread, causing the cold in the air to slowly tremble.