Chapter One Hundred and Two
Because the doors of the other nine rooms were closed, but only the last door was open, Zhang Peng looked back at the person behind him, fortunately, he couldn't see it from that angle.
The pace was quickened again.
After walking a few more steps, the person behind him could also see that there was only the last room left, and when he saw Zhang Peng limping with a wooden stick in front of him, he gritted his teeth, pulled out the sword at his waist, and ran towards Zhang Peng with all his might.
Of course, Zhang Peng in front of him could hear the sound of drawing his sword, and felt a gust of wind behind him, and then a sword penetrated Zhang Peng, Zhang Peng spat out a mouthful of blood and fell. Being able to hear and being able to avoid it are two different things.
The person behind him laughed when he saw Zhang Peng falling, and walked towards the wooden house in front of him, muttering all the time: "I must go out, I don't want to, I must go out......."
But as soon as he crossed Zhang Peng, he felt a pain in his leg, and when he looked down, it was Zhang Peng?
Looking at his broken leg in disbelief, he said in surprise, "Why aren't you dead?" His legs were weak, but he was greeted not by the ground, but by the knife tied to Zhang Peng's hand.
In an instant, the head of the person was separated, Zhang Peng picked up the wooden stick next to him, stood up with a roar, looked at the sword stuck in his stomach, Zhang Peng wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, fortunately he flashed to the side, otherwise he would really be the one who died.
Looking at the wooden house not far from him, he gritted his teeth and finally pushed open the door and walked in.
Outside
The tenth teleportation array
Wang Yu looked at the teleportation array worriedly, but as Zhang Peng pushed the door, there was a trace of spatial fluctuations, and all the people present looked at the tenth teleportation array, this was his only chance, and he hoped that the person he found could give him some strength!
That's what everyone thinks.
And the tenth teleportation array gradually showed the outline of the person who was about to be teleported, everyone was disappointed, and Wang Yu instantly rushed to the teleportation array, it was Zhang Peng!
While I was happy, I couldn't help but have a little doubt, what did Zhang Peng experience?
The further back you go, the clearer the outline becomes, the sword stuck in your body, the tattered clothes, and the crumbling appearance, it's too miserable.
After waiting for a while, Zhang Peng was teleported out, and the moment he just came out, he passed out, only feeling that he had fallen into a piece of softness, this place was quite comfortable, this was Zhang Peng's only thought before he fell into a coma.
And at this time, Wang Yu held Zhang Peng in his arms, took out a few pills from the space in his body and stuffed them into Zhang Peng's mouth, if Zhang Peng was still awake, he would be surprised, Wang Yu actually had aura?
Then picked up Zhang Peng and flew to the resting town, and everyone was now scattered, some were happy, some were worried, and more were going to the mountains to find their children.
At night, Zhang Peng was healed by the elders of Wang Yu's sect, and Wang Yu wandered outside the door worriedly.
After a moment's wait, the door was slowly pushed open.
Wang Yu immediately came over and asked, "How is it?"
The old man shook his head: "Elder, I can only stop the bleeding for him, and I have to wait for him to go out and let him be treated more powerfully, he is too seriously injured, it stands to reason that he should not be able to live here, now he is just hanging for a breath, and he may die at any time."
After speaking, the old man sighed and left, while Wang Yu sat paralyzed on the ground, not knowing what he was thinking, after a while, Wang Yu came over with a basin of water, Zhang Peng is too smelly now!