Rumble!

The power of the huge water knife slammed into Zhang Zichen's divine sword, splashing everywhere, making a monstrous sound.

Zhang Zichen was rebounded and flew into the sky.

However, just as all the water droplets were flying around, a thick male voice was heard again on the ground.

"Water prison bondage!"

As soon as these words came out, the water droplets around Zhang Zichen immediately turned into lines.

The entire sky, tens of thousands of long waterlines, with extremely impossible flexibility and tenacity, all flew towards Zhang Zichen, and firmly bound him, unable to move.

"Ahh

"I'm going to kill! I'm going to kill!"

"Donghuangdao! Donghai Dragon Palace! I want revenge!"

Although he was firmly trapped by countless waterlines and couldn't move, Zhang Zichen's eyes were still blood-red.

In his mouth, he kept shouting for killing and revenge.

Chen Zhanfeng, who was standing on the ground, sighed.

Although Zhang Zichen went mad and lost his mind, Chen Zhanfeng could hear it from his shouting.

Zhang Zichen was still angry at the deaths of Wang Xiyue and Qin Xuan, and he hated Donghuangdao and the East China Sea Dragon Palace very much.

Even at this time, Zhang Zichen lost his mind, but in the depths of his consciousness, he still wanted to seek revenge from Donghuangdao and the East China Sea Dragon Palace.

If he wants to deal with ordinary people and ordinary families, let alone Zhang Zichen, even if it is Chen Zhanfeng, he will not hesitate to destroy all the other party.

But Donghuangdao and the East China Sea Dragon Palace.

Among these two major forces, although they have not heard of the existence of masters in the Great Emperor realm, they have powerhouses in the Saint Monarch realm.

Moreover, among these two forces, in addition to countless hidden powers, there are also artifacts.

Although Zhang Zichen also had an artifact on his body, after all, Zhang Zichen's cultivation was low, and he was just a monk in the early stage of the True Monarch realm.

Zhang Zichen went to take revenge, which was tantamount to sending him to death.

Chen Zhanfeng naturally wouldn't stand idly by, so he took action and stopped Zhang Zichen.

However, although Zhang Zichen was bound, he was unwilling, and he shouted frantically in mid-air.

And, struggling.

In order to prevent Zhang Zichen from breaking free from his shackles, Chen Zhanfeng had to continue to convey true qi and provide strength for those waterlines.

"Zhang Zichen's strength is really strong! After he went berserk, his strength became stronger and stronger. ”

"It's a bit unbelievable that he didn't have any true qi in his body just now, and he entered a state of being a demon, and he was able to sacrifice an artifact and want to fight me. ”

Chen Zhanfeng kept muttering in his mouth, but except for Chen Zhanfeng, who was awake, the rest of the people were all in a coma.

In this way, Chen Zhanfeng and Zhang Zichen confronted each other.

Thunder rumbled in the sky, and lightning did not stop.

I don't know how long it took, but it gradually got brighter.

The sky was dark, and the rain was falling all the time.

It wasn't until Zhang Zichen exhausted all his strength and gradually passed out that Chen Zhanfeng let out a long breath.

Chen Zhanfeng, who was standing in the heavy rain, glanced at the surrounding situation and smiled helplessly.

In the entire huge forest, only he and Xiao Jin were left.

......

Time flashed, and it was already a month later.

Clean and tidy room with only a bed, a table and four wooden chairs.

On the four walls of the room, in addition to hanging the Lingyuan stone for lighting, there are also several landscape paintings.

The room was very quiet, save for the gasp from the bed.

If you take a closer look, you can find that this sleeping person is Zhang Zichen.

His hair was disheveled, and a little black stubble had grown on his originally clean face.

Even in a coma, Zhang Zichen's brows furrowed tightly, and his eyelids trembled.

Outsiders can see how entangled and painful Zhang Zichen's heart is.

Because, Zhang Zichen, who was in a coma, occasionally shed tears.

At this moment, Zhang Zichen's brows tightened again, and his body trembled suddenly.

"No, no!!!"

With a bang, Zhang Zichen suddenly opened his eyes and sat up suddenly.

His loud shouts were heard outside the room.

Zhang Zichen glanced at this room a little confused, the smell and taste here were very familiar.

That's right!

This is exactly the room where Zhang Zichen lived for more than three months when he was a guest at Chen's house.

This is the Cultivation Hall!

Thinking of this, a smile gradually appeared on Zhang Zichen's painful face: "I'm in the cultivation hall! I'm still in the Chen family headquarters! If that's the case, it means that I was dreaming before!"

Zhang Zichen was a little excited and a little crazy with joy: "Yes, yes, yes! I must be dreaming! Senior Brother and Xiyue can't die! Hahaha! I'm going to find them!"

Zhang Zichen hurriedly got up from the bed, but he found that he was weak.

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, it must have been yesterday when I drank too much alcohol that I couldn't exert my strength. ”

Zhang Zichen thought that yesterday was the wedding banquet of Chen Zhanfeng and the saintess, and he thought that he had drunk too much, so he slept until now.

Zhang Zichen gritted his teeth and used all his strength to finally get himself to stand up.

But at this moment, the wooden door of the room slammed and someone pushed it open from the outside.

From the force and speed of pushing the door open, you can see how anxious and nervous the people outside the door are.

Then, three people entered the room through the door.

"Brother Feng! Holy Maiden!

Seeing Chen Zhanfeng, Allure Dance and Shen Lanshuang, Zhang Zichen suddenly shouted with a smile.

However, when they saw Zhang Zichen wake up, there was no smile on the faces of Chen Zhanfeng and the others.

"Brother Feng, I'm dreaming, am I?"

Seeing that the atmosphere was a little awkward, Zhang Zichen broke the silence and asked.

However, Chen Zhanfeng lowered his head and did not answer.

Chen Zhanfeng didn't answer, Zhang Zichen smiled and asked Allure Dance: "Holy Maiden, Brother Feng doesn't speak, come on, was yesterday the big day for you and Brother Feng?"

Unexpectedly, when Allure Dance heard this, his eyes suddenly dimmed, and he also lowered his head.

"Where's Aunt Shuang? You won't lie to me. Zhang Zichen asked, "Aunt Shuang, tell me, was yesterday the wedding day of Brother Feng and the Holy Maiden?"

When Shen Lanshuang didn't speak, Zhang Zichen's smile froze.

"No! no!" Suddenly, Zhang Zichen put away his smile, and two tears immediately flowed in his eyes, "You lied to me! I must be dreaming! Yes, I must be dreaming! And this is still a dream within a dream, I haven't woken up yet, and now I'm in a dream." ”

Zhang Zichen muttered alone.

"No, I'm going to sleep, I'm going to keep sleeping, and then when I wake up tomorrow morning, I'll find that I'm dreaming!"

Zhang Zichen was talking to himself, and then climbed back onto the bed, ripped off the quilt, and covered himself.

Under the quilt, Zhang Zichen's murmur came: "Sleep, I want to sleep, sleep ......"