Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Soul Eater Flute

Are you going to die?

Chen Zifeng's mind reverberated with this sentence in a loop.

"No!"

Chen Zifeng's voice was hoarse and he roared hard, but his throat seemed to be stuck and he couldn't make any sound.

At this moment, the five-star light on Chen Zifeng's forehead suddenly flickered violently, and the surrounding black fog rushed towards Chen Zifeng's forehead, and when the black mist penetrated into Chen Zifeng's forehead, the light of the five-star light became stronger and stronger.

"No, I can't die!"

Chen Zifeng couldn't open his eyes, but his mind was still struggling.

"I can't die, I still have to die my sister!"

"I can't die, I still have to avenge Old Man Feng!"

"I can't die yet!" Chen Zifeng's pale lips trembled, and he felt that his body was very cold, and he wanted to jump into the furnace to burn.

At this time, Chen Zifeng was lying in Zixi's arms, the surrounding black fog was surging towards Chen Zifeng's forehead, Chen Zifeng's stomach was smashed into a big hole, the flesh and blood were blurred, and the red blood, charred clothes and charred flesh were mixed together in the big hole, which looked extremely terrifying.

Chen Zifeng's body was very cold at this moment, his face was pale, and his body was stiff, like a dead person, or if he didn't die, Chen Zifeng's forehead flickered with five-star light at this time, and the heart in his chest beat slowly, Zixi thought that Chen Zifeng had fallen into the ghost gate.

And not far from the two of them, a huge demonic beast was fangs and hideous, staring at the two people with dead eyes. But he seemed to be afraid of the light on Chen Zifeng's forehead at this time, so he didn't dare to act rashly, and stayed in place and stared at them.

Because the black mist surged towards Chen Zifeng at an extremely fast speed, the black mist at this moment also became extremely thin, so that Zixi was no longer too harmed by the black mist, and it was enough to take a poison repellent pill.

When Chen Zifeng absorbed the black mist, Chen Zifeng's heartbeat gradually stabilized, and his originally pale face also had a hint of ruddyness, and the blood in Chen Zifeng's stomach also stopped flowing out, the wound slowly healed, and the charred flesh and blood were gradually replaced by new flesh and blood.

Feeling the trembling of Chen Zifeng's body, Zixi held Chen Zifeng's head tightly in her arms, she knew that he must be very cold at this time, so all she could do was to make his body warmer.

The black fog became thinner and thinner, but Chen Zifeng still didn't wake up.

Zixi's eyes were a little anxious, and then he put his eyes on the black cloth that sealed the mouth of the spring, gritted his teeth, and then stretched out his slender hand and muttered in his mouth.

Sou!

The black cloth flew over and flew back to Zixi's hand, and when the black cloth left the spring, a thick black mist erupted from the spring mouth again, and in just an instant, the surrounding incomparably thin black fog became dense again.

"Ahh

Zixi screamed in pain, she didn't have Chen Zifeng's spiritual power infusion, so the black mist naturally burrowed into her body, wantonly ravaging the internal organs in her body.

Zixi's face became more and more pale, her body trembled, and she hugged Chen Zifeng tightly. A trace of cold sweat flowed down his forehead, crossing the frowning eyebrows.

"Ahh

Zixi screamed, and then slowly fell to the ground, her eyes slowly closed.

The black mist still kept pouring out towards Chen Zifeng's forehead, making Chen Zifeng's injuries slowly recover. At the same time, it kept burrowing into Zixi's body, torturing the fainting woman.

Not far away, the bloodthirsty eyes of the ape tiger beast stared at the two unconscious humans who had fallen to the ground, but they did not pounce directly. The four-rank demonic beast has very good intelligence, so it knows that the five-star light flashing on the forehead of that human is very frightened.

Chen Zifeng had a long, long dream, he dreamed of Sister Yan's smile, Sister Yan's back, and Sister Yan's pale face when she was captured.

He also dreamed of Old Man Feng, of Old Man Feng's teasing, and of Old Man Feng's face when he got serious and educated him.

He dreamed of his father, and he dreamed that he was once again sparring with him, once again teaching himself how to use a bow and crossbow.

Also, he dreamed again of the scene of the man in black slaughtering the family, he dreamed of the man standing in the lobby giving him stern instructions, and he dreamed that the beautiful woman with Rokko was kindly touching his head.

He dreamed a lot, even Xiaobai, Muluo, and all his friends.

"No, I can't die!"

Chen Zifeng shouted, his mind was shouting, he didn't want to disappear into the world like this.

His body, which was constantly falling, seemed to have found a place to settle down at this time, and landed firmly on it.

At this moment, Chen Zifeng suddenly opened his eyes, looking at this incomparably rich black mist, and feeling the pain in his stomach, he knew that he was not dead.

Because the five-star light absorbed a lot of black mist, the surface of Chen Zifeng's body was also completely recovered, but there were still some injuries in his body that had not been repaired. And it was also because of absorbing the black mist that Chen Zifeng's strength unconsciously broke through to the strength of the middle layer of the Xuanyang Realm.

"Xuanyang Realm Middle Layer!" Chen Zifeng stretched out his hands and muttered to himself.

Chen Zifeng felt that the spiritual power in his body was even stronger, and the strength of his whole body was also stronger than before, so he also knew that he had broken through to the middle level of the Xuanyang Realm.

Zixi!

Chen Zifeng realized Zixi, then propped up his body, his eyes swept over, he saw Zixi lying beside him, his body trembling slightly, and painful screams came out of Zixi's mouth from time to time.

"Zixi!" Chen Zifeng hugged Zixi, and then instilled the spiritual power in his body into Zixi's body. However, the spiritual power in his body did not allow Zixi to gradually recover like before, but it did not have any effect.

"What's going on?"

Chen Zifeng was anxious, and his spiritual power roared out, frantically injected into Zixi's body, and his eyes were red. Although the two have only known each other for a few hours in the real sense, they have both borne the hurt for each other, so the natural relationship is also getting better day by day.

Just as Chen Zifeng frantically poured spiritual power into Zixi's body, Zixi's fingers moved.

Chen Zifeng clearly caught the change in Zixi's fingers, his face was happy, and then the spiritual power in his body poured out even more rapidly, submerging into Zixi's body.

After a long time, Zixi's face also became ruddy, and then she slowly opened her eyes, and when she saw Chen Zifeng, she seemed to be relieved.

"Are you awake?"

Chen Zifeng's palm still surged with rolling spiritual power, injecting it into Zixi's body.

"Hmm!"

Zixi nodded, and then Na Ring moved slightly, and a few Gathering Spirit Pills appeared in her hands, which was all her essence. The Gathering Spirit Pill was extremely expensive and scarce, and she had already given Chen Zifeng a few before, so there were only a few left.

Chen Zifeng was not polite, he grabbed a Gathering Spirit Pill with one hand, and then took it, and the spiritual power in the dantian was also quickly filled.

"Are you okay?" Chen Zifeng looked at Zixi with concern, and Zixi shook his head slightly when he heard this.

Buzzing!

Suddenly, Chen Zifeng felt his ring tremble violently, and he was very unstable, as if he might explode at any time.

What's going on?

Chen Zifeng frowned slightly, put his mind on the ring, and when he "saw" the black and shiny flute, he was surprised.

As soon as his mind moved, the jet-black flute appeared in Chen Zifeng's hand. However, just as the flute appeared on Chen Zifeng's palm, Zixi's eyes were full of shock.

"Soul Eater Flute!" Zixi's surprised tone sounded, and Chen Zifeng could feel that her breathing was a little short.

"What's wrong?" Chen Zifeng glanced at the Soul Devouring Flute in his hand, then at Zixi, and asked suspiciously.

Zixi slowly stabilized his breathing, and then forcibly said calmly: "The Soul Eater Flute is a kind of murder weapon in ancient times. There are very few rumors of the Soul Eater Flute in the Tianxing world, and I also saw it in ancient books by chance!"

"Is this guy really an ancient murder weapon?" Chen Zifeng shook the flute that looked ordinary to him, his face was disbelieving, and said, "It doesn't look like it!"

"This is indeed the Soul Eater Flute!" Zixi said with great certainty, "However, as for its power, I don't know!"

Chen Zifeng rolled his eyes when he heard this.

After looking at the so-called Soul Eater Flute in Zixi's mouth, Chen Zifeng didn't feel anything special, and he was also curious to bring the black flute to his mouth and blow lightly into the small hole.

"Woohoo"

"Woo woo"

The flute sounded slowly, without melody, but it sounded very funny.

However, just as Chen Zifeng slowly played the flute, Zixi's eyes gradually blurred, and her eyelids felt very heavy.