Chapter 517

The heavy breathing sound kept coming into his mind. Some things he had always wanted to do were the pure power attack. The two collided at high speed in the air, and every time, fresh blood was flowing.

Is it necessary to pay such a heavy price just to save him? Now what the other party does is the major event of bleeding and death, rather than shrinking in his own shell as he does, or guessing the battle outside. It doesn't matter if he guesses, because he can't see and see such a bloody tragedy.

But the pain when the wound healed still reminded him of this. He was really dying just now. He often thought about how he would die, and he would die. Really.

He thought he was a heroic sacrifice, but such things came out, that is, his ability is not enough. He already has the Wanjie emperor spirit system. In this way, he will also lose. He may become a loser in the eyes of others. No mistake, that is a loser.

He did nothing in his young life. Not long ago, he always believed that he could change the world and end the gas, and he could easily solve it on his own. But now he doesn't think it's better to rely on his brain than some messy things in the bank.

For a moment, the bright white in front of me was torn apart. That was a simple hand. Through its strong muscle strength, it tore open the world. The hand of teaching, the strength of the nation, did everything before that and tore up the body of the last Messenger.

It's not a pair of strong hands. If you look carefully, it's actually like a hand that should hold a pen pole. It's slender and powerful, not as powerful as usual. He was frightened by the sudden scene in front of him.

Black blood corpses hang in every corner of this space. They seem to stick to the wall as if they are sticky. Every corner is a part of the dead body. Nothing can change all this. It's really like the place where the darkest world should be.

"Zhang Jiao." he smiled. Now he didn't know what to do except this expression. He was exhausted. After more than half of his blood flowed, he recovered his wound. Now he couldn't take out any extra strength.

The palm teacher came over and lifted it from its place like a chicken. With the other hand, he took her back and asked him to put his arm on him. "The consumption just now is too much for you. You may need a long time to recuperate. What hurt you is not an ordinary weapon. Your recovery will be slower than usual."

"I'm too weak."

"No, you're not weak."

"If I don't do it, will I need you to save me? They are still messengers, not the king of hell."

"But don't worry, I won't be discouraged. I'll only find more ways to do what I want to do. The way is very important. You don't care too much. I'll try my best." he didn't have the strength to say too much, so he can only try his best to say what he wants to express.

"That's OK." Zhang Jiao nodded. He was actually very tired. He had to do his best in such a battle, and he had to be hurt, so he still had to carry Wang Zheng reluctantly. He was not easy. Those people really have some skills to push him to this point.

"Ancestors, what else didn't you tell me except this?" Wang Zheng said. They were too tired to beat around the bush. He said whatever he had. "I'm not playing smart now. I haven't told you a lot. How long have you lived? Why would I tell you everything in detail?"

"By the way, I can help you solve these waiter's problems this time. Only heaven knows, you know and I know. Don't ask me why I want to hide. The man behind the messenger is naturally the king of hell. I don't really want to confront him for the time being. Since I saved you, you should know how to repay them and say that you solved them."

"Why do you say that? He knows I did it and will kill me. Then I won't live long." Wang Zheng said suspiciously, "and seriously, I can't afford this responsibility for the time being."

"If you didn't kill them, would he let you go? Such people don't need a reason to kill at all. I just hope you can be grateful and don't give me up. Can't you just ask like this?"

"Of course, what you say is what you say, but I want to ask you, is there any pill? It may take a long time for me to recover now, and I don't know if I can continue. At present, the recovery is very slow."

After suffering such great trauma, he doesn't have many opportunities to restore himself to a perfect state for the time being, which needs the assistance of many pills. Moreover, he knows that the pills have no side effects on the body and will not affect his future promotion. I have to have the cheek to beg others.

When he thinks he needs these things, he will no longer care about his face. When he thinks about something, he always puts himself in the most superior state first.

"I don't have many precious materials. I was knocked again and again by your boy. Do you think it's appropriate? Shouldn't I show something? I've asked you to return so many pills to you many times."

"What do you mean? So what do you want now?"

"Do you owe me a favor? I know nothing is worth more than a favor these days." the two men seem to be living forever, but they are joking. Don't do this.

"What are you doing now? So you'll talk to me when you need pills now. Before, you were upright and didn't want to bow down at all." Wang Zheng smiled, and he was still a little embarrassed.

"All right, I'll try my best to promise the conditions around me. As long as I can do it, I really owe you a lot of favor these times. Our people there are very particular about these things. We have to borrow and return the things we owe."

Wang Zheng gently breathed out a sigh, and Zhang Jiao smiled. The two people's conversation made them relax. Although their physical fatigue was still rolling towards them like a tide.