Chapter Eighty-Nine: The Wind Doesn't Stop

No matter how Shi Qinghuai felt about the image of "Zang Feng", "Zang Feng" must have known him, because the first sentence after this mysterious figure appeared made Leod grit his teeth: "I will protect these three people." Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info”

His tone was unhurried, and his voice was low and steady, as if he were talking about a small thing with a known outcome.

Leod felt the urge to smash the mask, but thinking about what the golden mask meant, he clenched his fists and held back the anger in his heart.

"Eighteen seconds left." There was a cold sound from the communicator, and if you don't chase after another person, I'm afraid that even that target will be out of the control of the locator. Instead of making a meaningless gamble with "Zang Feng" here, it is better to find the next target as soon as possible, maybe Lei Diao is hiding on that person?

"Hmph......" Leod squeezed out a cold snort from his nostrils, he finally glanced at Shi Qinghuai who fell to the ground, and the figure disappeared in a flash, leaving Shen Sanwan who was stunned and Shi and Yao who fell to the ground with serious injuries.

Shi Qinghuai, who was lying on the ground, kept panting, and they finally picked up another life.

"Zang Feng" frowned at this scene, his lips under the mask moved, and he seemed to mutter. Then he landed between Shi Qinghuai and Yao Yiyao from the sky, his eyes under the mask turned slightly, as if he was observing the injuries of the two.

Shi Qinghuai and Shen Sanwan next to him didn't dare to come out, this terrible person in front of him who could force Leod away, whether the other party was the "Zangfeng" they befriended on the forum or not, his skills were enough to make people feel awe, I am afraid that Sister Mao may not be able to be a little stronger than the person in front of him here.

Looking at the face on the golden mask up close, Shi Qinghuai finally remembered the origin of the familiarity of the mask. He clearly remembered that there was a dilapidated Taoist temple in his hometown of Ezhou, and when he was a child, his family often went to that Taoist temple to worship incense. The name of the Taoist temple is now sealed in the memory, only the face of the god statue in the temple is still clearly left in the mind, the square face of the middle-aged Taoist priest and the golden mask in front of him completely coincide, even the corners of the face are exactly the same.

Shi Qinghuai still remembers the name of the god tablet standing next to the statue, which is neatly carved with six traditional characters:

Nine Heavens Demon Ancestor!

What does the person under the mask look like, and he dares to occupy the divine position of the True Martial Emperor, isn't he afraid of retribution?

Shi Qinghuai was still thinking dizzily here, the "Zang Feng" over there had already waved his hand to cut a large piece of shattered time and space, and the whole process was as easy as breaking the mirror of the dressing room. The most shocking thing was driving out of the shattered "mirror" a pure white BMW convertible, the body seemed to have just been washed, and it was spotless from the windows to the mirrors.

Shen Sanwan, who was standing on the side, opened his big mouth, and his jaw was about to fall to the ground.

"Zang Feng" opened the car door with the key and sat in the cab, glanced at Shen Sanwan, who was still stunned, and pouted at the two people on the ground: "Get them into the car." ”

"No, I'll do it." Shi Qinghuai had already recovered a little strength at this time, and he picked up Yao Yiyao, who was seriously injured, and let her lie in the back seat of the car. Because the position was not spacious enough, he also sat in the back seat and had to put the big . The leg was lent to the girl as a pillow.

Seeing this scene, Lao Shen consciously sat in the passenger seat, and "Zang Feng" opened the accelerator without saying a word, stepped on the clutch, and the car began to speed on the path on the edge of the cliff.

The atmosphere along the way was very strange, "Zang Feng" never spoke, and his concentrated driving appearance was like a driving school student who had just learned to drive. Shi Qinghuai and Shen Sanwan tentatively chatted with him for a few days, and each time the two of them talked to themselves, and the driver "Zang Feng" never answered, so after a while, the two of them were completely quiet.

After driving for about ten minutes, the car entered the toll station in the city, and "Zangfeng" directly paid the fee in advance, and took a carload of people to a small outpatient clinic in a slightly remote area.

"It's best to look at this girl's injuries here, so as not to leave any hidden dangers." There was an open space in front of the outpatient shop, and "Zang Feng" skillfully reversed the front of the car on the open space, allowing Shi Qinghuai and the two to get out of the car with the girl, and then added full horsepower to return along the same road.

"Leave Yunchuan early, there is no foothold for the weak here."

Along the way, he said these two words, and the mysterious "Zangfeng" drove away in an open-top car.

Yao Yiyao's injuries were handled fairly simply, and she herself seemed to be somewhat reluctant to medication, so the doctor could only spend a little time helping her apply the desilting ointment. In fact, the girl's injuries were not as serious as expected, and the swollen scars on her face may not be completely eliminated for several months. The rest of the time, the three of them hailed a taxi along the way, took a hitchhike to the city center, and chose a hotel close to the airport to stay.

"It's all over."

In the hotel room, Shi Qinghuai looked at the sky outside the floor-to-ceiling window with emotion. Worried about the safety of their baby son, the Shen family had already bought a plane ticket for them to return, and the three of them would be able to board the luxury VIP cabin of civil aviation the day after tomorrow - if it weren't for Shen Sanwan's verbal refusal, his local tyrant parents who love their son might have sent a team of helicopters to pick them up.

"Stone, you say, what are we going to do when we go back?" Shen Sanwan still has a cigarette in his hand all the time, but he still lit an e-cigarette in someone else's room with great measure, because the taste of this new cigarette is very light.

"I don't know." Shi Qinghuai was also a little confused. After Yunchuan experienced these things, let him stay quietly in school to study and find a job, this kind of ordinary person's life is simply dead. The most ridiculous thing is that he now has the "alchemy" weapon to make money, and he wants to become the richest man in the world in his own thoughts, and the wealth pursued by ordinary people has no meaning and challenge in his opinion.

"If you want me to say, it's better to set up a lofty goal, such as fighting to survive the end of the world......" Shen Sanwan grinned at him.

"Your goal is more than ambitious...... Shi Qinghuai smiled bitterly, he didn't know how long he could do it as a trialist! According to Yao Yiyao, the "divine right" will deduct a large number of trialist points on the last day of the end of each year, and the trialists with insufficient points will be automatically eliminated by the law of cause and effect.

According to statistics, after every hundred trialists have passed the year-end assessment, only less than twenty can survive. In other words, every year, more than 80% of the trialists will be eliminated by the "divine right", what a terrible chance of elimination!

"There's still a long way to go." For some reason, Shi Qinghuai had a premonition that the tree wanted to be quiet and the wind did not stop.

In fact, his premonition was indeed good, because the three people in the room had not calmed down for long, and a series of noisy knocks on the door came to everyone's ears.