Chapter 262
I don't know how long it took, Zhang Yan slowly opened his eyes again. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
The room was already a little dim, and since he didn't know how long he had been unconscious, he had lost his sense of time, and naturally he couldn't tell whether this dimness was the twilight of sunset or the dawn of the first arrival.
If it is the twilight of dusk, does it mean that you are about to go west and pass away completely? Then if it is the clear light of dawn, does it mean that you have come out of the darkness and are about to welcome the arrival of a new day?
The dry mouth made Zhang Zhan stop his reverie, he couldn't tell his thirst, turned his head slightly with difficulty, and found a woman lying on his bed, sleeping deeply. When he came back to his senses, Zhang Yan remembered that this was Xiaohui.
It's really strange that no matter how hideous a person is, when he sleeps soundly, he seems so peaceful and quiet.
Of course, Zhang Chuan will not wake up Xiaohui, even if he is hungry and thirsty, he will not let Xiaohui do anything for himself, even for Xiaohui, it is just a matter of effort!
After calming down for a long time, Zhang Yan moved his body slightly. There was no big movement at all, but the pain hit again. However, the feeling is not as strong as it used to be. And by moving himself slightly, Zhang Yan also detected that the bones of his whole body that were shattered by Miyamoto's destruction were all renewed on their own at this time, and they were already in the process of healing.
I've been so badly injured that I'm getting better a little too quickly now!
Such a miracle, Zhang Zhan couldn't figure out for a while whether it was because of the special effect of the true dragon's blood, or if when he was unconscious, there was a person with excellent medical skills who gave him some kind of panacea.
Without thinking about it anymore, Zhang Yan gritted his teeth and just propped up his upper body, but he was already in pain beyond recognition, and his head was covered with cold sweat.
Half-dressed and half-dragged his boots again, Zhang Jian slowly moved out of the house like a snail's step.
There was a sound behind her, Xiaohui had just woken up, and found that Zhang Yan was not in bed, so she let out a suspicious sound. Then he turned his head and saw the figure of Zhang Cripple, and exclaimed, "How can you get out of bed! Where are you going?"
Zhang Yan took a few breaths and didn't look back. In fact, he was in so much pain at the moment that he couldn't turn back: "Change, change a room." ”
Xiaohui walked over briskly, and asked puzzledly, "Why are you changing rooms?"
"Because this room is full of your breath. ”
Zhang Yan raised his face covered with cold sweat, looked at Xiaohui who had just rushed to his side, and said intermittently: "I'm not used to it." ”
Xiaohui had just stretched out her hand to hold Zhang's arm, but stopped in mid-air.
Zhang Zanqiang held up a smile, but according to him, this smile may be very ugly and distorted: "You are willing to raise this child for Zhang Zan, Zhang is already content, and he is so grateful that he can't repay it." I owe you so much, please, don't give me any more help, I can't afford it, and I can't bear any kindness from you. ”
Finally, Zhang Yan nodded at Xiaohui, indicating that he had finished speaking. Then he continued to stagger, continued to bend his body, continued to wet his whole body with cold sweat, and walked out of the house step by step.
This time, without waiting for Xiaohui to close the door, Zhang Yan had already taken the first step to close it for her.
It's not a big business, but there are still a lot of empty houses. Entering a room at random, Zhang Yan held up the last trace of strength and successfully withered on the bed.
On the bed, there is no soft and warm bedding, just solid planks. But Zhang Zhan didn't feel cold and hard at all, but felt extremely comfortable.
Because here, I can't smell the faint fragrance on Xiaohui's body that almost makes Zhang Yan allergic.
After a "long journey and tiring journey" of just a few dozen steps, Zhang Yan naturally fell into a coma again.
Just lost consciousness, Zhang Remnant felt that the sky was spinning, and the darkness seemed to be like a whirlpool, completely swallowing Zhang Remnant. With a flower in front of him, Zhang Yan suddenly saw Miyamoto destroying the sky again. Miyamoto's invincible horizontal sword immediately stood proudly at the gate of Wanyan's injured family.
Standing in front of Miyamoto Annihilation, it was a familiar back.
The figure with long hair on his back reached the ground, dressed in white, with his hands behind his back.
It was Jiang Qiu.
Zhang Zhan stood aside, the scene in front of him was both strange and familiar, and when he came back to his senses, he realized that this was not the scene before the battle between Miyamoto and himself? The difference was that he was in the position at that time, but at this time he became Jiang Qiu.
The next moment, Miyamoto Annihilation used the same power and the same action to swing the first palm that attacked "himself".
With a clear sound, I faintly seemed to see a phoenix bathed in fire rising into the sky, not only with the momentum of ten thousand jun, but also with the sacred and simple coercion, straight to "myself".
Looking at Jiang Qiu, who had completely replaced "himself", he poked out his thumb alone and "snorted" with the same movements he did at that time, shooting out the true strength of a finger of Zen.
Intuition told Zhang Remnant that when Jiang Qiu was urging the One Finger Meditation, he deliberately suppressed the strength of his body at a level that was exactly the same as Zhang Remnant.
However, something completely different happened.
Jiang Qiu's finger head is like a flying star outside the sky, unstoppable, indestructible, unshakable, and unstoppable.
In an instant, this finger wind easily collapsed the phoenix, which was only like a substance, and continued to burrow into Miyamoto's heaven-destroying palm wind without pausing.
With a "bang", Miyamoto destroyed the sky with a huge shock all over his body, and was so shocked by Jiang Qiu's finger that he flew out directly upside down, and slammed into the courtyard wall of Wanyan's house.
And Jiang Qiu is still the Jiang Qiu in my impression.
Except for the movement of one of his hands, his hair, his clothes, were still fixed at a fixed point in time, and there was not even a slight tremor at all.
Zhang Yan looked at such a scene, and was stunned for a moment, and even couldn't speak for a while.
Under the same internal force, the one-finger Zen used by Jiang Qiu and the one-finger Zen used by himself are simply the difference between heaven and earth!
After witnessing Jiang Qiu's proud achievements, Zhang Zhan naturally saw the difference between himself and Jiang Qiu - when he was facing Miyamoto's palm of destroying the heavens, although he used the power of one finger Zen to successfully disperse the phoenix like a substance. However, with the dissipation of the phoenix, the strength of his finger Zen was also exhausted, and he failed to touch Miyamoto's palm wind at all.
The next moment, Zhang Yan only felt a flush on his face, because he finally understood it now!
What he broke up at that time was actually just the "momentum" of Miyamoto's palm, and it didn't touch the "strength" of his palm at all.
However, just to do this, he actually dared to shout unashamedly at that time: "One finger of Zen, specializing in breaking the true qi of the inner family". So for a while, Zhang was extremely self-conscious.
Suddenly, the scene was completely darkened. However, this darkness is only a blink of an eye, and Zhang Yan is bright again. Looking around, he had "come" to Qilong Mountain again from his injured home.
Jiang Qiu, who stood proudly on the edge of the cliff, was still facing away from him, standing with his hands on his back.
After cleaning up his mind a little, Zhang Yan bowed to Jiang Qiu and smiled bitterly: "I have to bother my predecessors to work tirelessly to guide me again!"