The earth seemed to be burned. The sky was filled with heat. Looking at the messy scene, Birou was a little dazed, she couldn't figure out that such a big change would happen here.

Zhang Yi, planted from the air, the God Slayer Sword, the Dragon Slayer Knife, was already hidden in the body. The golden point of light in the center of the eyebrows also disappeared. The blood-colored armor that shrouded the whole body was completely gone, and all that remained was bloodstains all over his body.

Zhang ...... Brother Zhang Yi, what's wrong with you?" Bi Rou, who had just arrived, couldn't help but scream when she saw Zhang Yi falling in the air, and she didn't care about the changes around her, and ran towards Zhang Yi in three or two steps.

At this moment, Zhang Yi has completely lost consciousness, and the battle with the black-robed man just now completely consumed the true qi in his body, and the final outburst can be said to burn the only remaining trace of true qi in his body, and suddenly erupted, forcing the black-robed man to retreat, but he, because of this, was overconsumed and fainted directly.

Birou stood in front of Zhang Yi, with a panicked face, spinning around in a panic, not knowing what to do at all.

"Grandpa, yes, grandpa must have a way. In a panic, he thought of Father Wang.

"Grandpa, grandpa, where are you, come out quickly, Brother Zhang Yi He is injured. One after another, but no one answered, Birou was scared, and squatted helplessly in front of Zhang Yi, crying.

The night gradually came, and Birou stood in front of Zhang Yi, not daring to leave an inch.

Tears, like pearls with broken threads, kept falling and hit Zhang Yi's blood-stained face.

"Brother Zhang Yi, wake up. Birou kept sobbing and crying, "Grandpa, where are you, come out quickly." Because of the late night, she was very scared alone, and could only cry quietly.

She didn't know what happened, Zhang Yi fell asleep, and her grandfather was gone. It seems that in this short period of time, the whole world has abandoned her.

The tears have not stopped since they found out that Zhang Yi was asleep.

She was already tired, tired from crying, but a feeling of fatigue came over her, and she felt like she wanted to fall asleep. However, she didn't dare to sleep, so she could only forcibly support and wait, waiting for Zhang Yi to wake up, or for her grandfather to come back.

Poor her, she doesn't know that her grandfather, who loves her the most, has returned to the west, and from then on, she is separated from yin and yang.

The sun rose and set again, she never took a step, her tears had dried up, and she could only sit on the ground and look at Zhang Yi.

Finally, after staying up for a day and two nights, when the dawn of the second night was about to come, she lay on Zhang Yi, who was covered in blood, and fell into a deep sleep, with crystal tears hanging from the corners of her eyes.

And Zhang Yi, after entering the demon, fell asleep, and the floating energy around him slowly gathered around him and was slowly absorbed by him. All of this was done by him, so the speed was extremely slow.

After a day and two nights of recovery, his meridians were almost dried up, and only a faint trace of energy remained.

And this trace of energy, in Zhang Yi's body, plays a life-saving role. The faint and imperceptible True Qi slowly and evenly swam through Zhang Yi's body. Every meridian, every corner, has left its traces.

When this trace of true qi flowed through Zhang Yi's dantian and passed through the purple mansion formed by the blood-snatching beads, it suddenly became a little stronger, and in Zhang Yi's dantian position, a thumb-sized vortex was formed.

Moreover, this trace of true qi seems to have activated some kind of magic of the blood beads, and the blood light filled Zhang Yi's body, gradually forming into a blood-colored chrysalis, the chrysalis is light and warm, making Birou lying on it without a trace of feeling.

At this moment, Zhang Yi was like a chrysalis ready to break out of the cocoon, quietly in the chrysalis, greedily absorbing the pure energy in the chrysalis.

The energy, constantly transmitted from the blood-piercing beads, flowed into Zhang Yi's body, restoring Zhang Yi's consumption and his severely injured body.

The blood scabs formed by the scars on his body kept tumbling and boiling into blood again, pouring into his body, making his breath more vigorous little by little. Just now, the blood stains covered with it disappeared, and there was not a single scar left on his body, and his skin looked like a newborn baby, smooth and delicate, but it gave people a very strong and powerful feeling, as if the ordinary blade could not penetrate his skin at all.

"Huh?"

With a soft snort, the sleepy Zhang Yi frowned slightly, his eyelids did not move, and his lips also had a faint movement. Finally, he slowly opened and closed his eyes.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a haggard face. Birou, lying on top of her, was asleep.

"Alas!" After a while, he cleared his thoughts, and he also understood what had happened before he fell asleep, and he couldn't help but sigh lightly, with sadness in his eyes.

"What should I do now?" Looking at the haggard and pitiful Birou, Zhang Yi was in trouble. In order to save his life, Father Wang entrusted Birou to him before he died, which made him very conflicted. Moreover, none of this is the point, now, he is thinking, how to tell Birou the news that Daddy Wang is dead.

Daddy Wang is Birou's only relative, all along, the two depend on each other, in a short period of getting along, Zhang Yi found that Birou is very dependent on Daddy Wang, at this moment Daddy Wang sacrificed, Zhang Yi didn't know, Birou could accept the news.

Her eyes were sad, her heart moved, and a gentle energy gently lifted Birou up, making her lie flat in the void. And Zhang Yi also sat up cross-legged and began to speed up his recovery.

Time, I don't know how long it took, the sleeping Birou also woke up, as soon as her beautiful eyes opened, she saw that she was suspended in the air, and she couldn't help but lose her face, and when she saw Zhang Yi sitting aside, she couldn't help but be happy in her heart and exclaimed.

"Brother Zhang Yi, you're awake, it's great, it's great. Her delicate body trembled with excitement, and she seemed very excited.

Zhang Yi, although he was recovering, was also paying attention to Birou at all times, and when he heard Birou's shouting, he also took the credit, opened his eyes, looked at the excited face in front of him, and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"Brother Zhang Yi, you finally woke up, but grandpa doesn't know where to go, can you accompany me to find him?"

Zhang Yi was silent, looking at Birou's expectant eyes, his heart was a little heavy, he didn't know how to choose, he didn't know whether to tell Birou about this cruel reality.

"Alas!"

sighed heavily, stretched out his hand, and a stream of blood shot into the distance, the place where Daddy Wang's body was sent. He decided to tell Birou the news of Daddy Wang's death, after all, he could hide it for a while, but he couldn't hide it for a lifetime.

Zhang Yi's strange movements made Birou a little surprised, and her beautiful eyes kept turning, feeling very curious about this strange scene.

However, the scene that happened immediately made Birou stunned.

The rolling and boiling blood mist, holding a person, slowly emerged from the jungle.

"Master...... Grandpa?" Looking at Daddy Wang, who was covered with blood, Birou's tears fell like broken threads, especially when she saw Daddy Wang's heavenly spirit cover, a piece of flesh and blood was blurred, faint, with some brains, and Birou's heart was like a knife.

When Daddy Wang's body was sent to Birou, Zhang Yi's heart moved slightly and stopped.

"Grandpa, what's wrong with you, what's going on?" Daddy Wang's miserable appearance was imprinted in Birou's eyes, and Birou directly pounced, crying miserably, crying sadly, and the listener was sad.

Zhang Yi on the side, although his heart was as cold as a rock, but in the face of this scene, tears flashed in his eyes, and they would fall at any time.

"Grandpa, why are you like this, why did you abandon Rourou. The crying was endless, and the breath of pathos spread out, and there was silence all around, as if they were also sad.

"Xiao Rou. Seeing that Birou was so sad, Zhang Yi was a little unbearable and wanted to say comfort, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he didn't know how to comfort him.

Birou didn't have the heart to listen to Zhang Yi's words, she lay on Daddy Wang's body, sobbing constantly, crying, tears, like broken pearls, never stopped.

The grandfather and grandson have relied on each other since childhood. It can be said that since childhood, Daddy Wang has been all of Birou, her sky, and at this moment, her sky has collapsed, making her chaotic and I don't know how to face it.

Crying one after another, accompanied by drops of tears, sadness and depression, filled the hearts of Zhang Yi and Birou.

Zhang Yi was on the side, silent, a little stunned, he didn't expect that things would be like this. Originally, he imagined that he could protect Daddy Wang and Birou, but he never thought that at the moment of his life and death, it was Daddy Wang who sacrificed his life to rescue.

He regretted, he hated, hated that he didn't have enough strength, hated his arrogance, if it weren't for his own mistakes and his blind self-confidence, Daddy Wang wouldn't have died at all. Closing his eyes in pain, the figure of the black-robed man appeared in his heart.

There was a bitterness in his heart, and at this time, he realized that he had no idea who the black-robed man was.

First, there was a whole village in Zhangjia Village that had not taken revenge, and at this moment, Father Wang was also killed at the hands of that person, however, Zhang Yi had never even seen that person's face, and he wanted to take revenge, but he had no clue.

The pain, tangled and entangled, wrapped around Zhang Yi, pulling his hair, as if the pain in his body could alleviate the guilt in his heart.

Birou is still crying, Zhang Yi, this is grabbing her hair, and she is in pain without saying a word.

Both of them were silent in grief and couldn't extricate themselves.

Time kept passing, and both of them were tired, sitting on the ground, motionless, and in their hearts, they didn't know what they were thinking.

Birou was dumbfounded, looking at Daddy Wang's corpse without any movement.

"Zhang Yi, perhaps, I can help you find the black-robed man. ”

The voice of the blood demon sounded in Zhang Yi's mind.

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