Chapter 23 Zhang

The moment the martial artist's spirit touched Shengke's body, invisible fluctuations gushed out from the wound. Although this fluctuation had no destructive power, it could show the terrible power contained in it. However, if it hadn't been for the strong man on the ground level, he would never feel this power, so the two Kendeji master and apprentices did not have any strangeness.

"Ten days ago, I just tested the outside and there was no deep interior. Now it seems that there is no strength of the fourth floor, and even the fifth floor may not be able to get rid of this power. But now I can only try it!"

Ling Yu's expression suddenly became serious, holding her breath and slowly pushing the spirit of her warrior to that force - suddenly the pressure increased several times!

If the light is larger than the internal force, Ling Yu will naturally not care about the residual energy in the body, but if he rushes hard with internal force, it will inevitably cause extremely serious damage to Shengke's body. After all, the spirit of the warrior has an extremely strong illusory nature, which is not as traceable as the biochemical motivation. It seems powerless to use it to guide external energy.

Ling Yu used the power of nine cows and two tigers to clean up less than one in ten thousand, but this is already his limit. He took a long breath, slowly withdrew his palm, looked at Kendeji and shook his head helplessly.

"Can't even you do it?" Kendeji's eyebrows seemed to twist together, and the fatigue in his eyes was suppressed by him again. He took a deep breath to try to wake himself up. Ling Yu didn't want to say such a model, but this kind of thing was on the surface. He couldn't help but defend it, so he had to explain what happened in Shengke's body.

Finally, Ling Yu said, "If you give me four or five years, maybe I can force this force out little by little, but..." He can't go on with the rest of the words - no one can survive in this state for more than six months, and even the world's strongest reincarnation can't do it!

Bang! Kendeji suddenly slapped the table and said with a cold face, "I don't believe I can't save them!" Ling Yu, wait a few more days, and I'll try another proportion..."

His body shook slightly with excessive fatigue and anger, and his right hand trembled, pointing to three softly shining restorers. Ling Yu and the two were slightly worried when they saw Kendeji like this, afraid that he would faint like this. However, in the end, although he looked depressed, he still stood so wobbly, which finally let Ling Yu's hanging heart finally go.

"Shuiyi, go ahead. I remember to bring the experimental data the day before yesterday. I forgot where to put it. By the way, there are also those reagents in Area B. Ling Yu, go with her and get them all together!" Kendeji's voice sounded like a dying old man - Ling Yu was old when he first saw him, but because of his "cunning" personality, Ling Yu never thought that he was an old man, but now...

Ling Yu was so weak and hurriedly said, "Then let's get things. Go back and have a good rest first!" Ling Yu couldn't help but use respect when she saw that Ken Deji was so hard to save people. But he waved his hand slowly and said, "No, I'm waiting for you here. Time is running out... So go and come back!"

Kendji said that his voice became hoarse later, but his eyes were extremely firm and determined. In desperation, Ling Yu and the two had to move their steps, but as soon as they turned around and heard the sound of falling behind them - after all, Kendeji couldn't stand it and fainted!

"Teacher..."

"Kendeji..."

Ling Yu and the two couldn't help shouting out. Ling Yu immediately rushed over and carried him up, took Qin Shuiyi and ran out. Twenty minutes later, Kendeji was already lying firmly **. Ling Yu saw that after Qin Shuiyi's treatment, her breathing gradually stabilized. She finally put down her heart and turned her head and asked.

"What's wrong with him? When I carried him before, I felt that his heartbeat was extremely disordered, not like being overworked. Is it possible that he has been suffering from hidden diseases?

Qin Shuiyi pondered for a moment and said, "I don't know. The teacher has always been in good health, and I don't know why it was like this. I just gave him a calming medicine. I hope he can have a good rest. As for other things... Let's wait until he wakes up.

At this time, there was a sudden sound of heavy footsteps outside, pop! The door was pushed open by a big hand. First came in was Hancock, and then Song Xin also came in. In recent days, the two of them have been running around to prepare medicinal materials for Kendeji. Looking at their dusty appearance, they just came back from a nearby city after receiving the news that Kendeji had fainted.

"How's the old man?" Hancock shouted before entering the door, but as soon as he saw Qin Shuiyi's slightly frown, he hurriedly covered his mouth, glanced at Ken Deji, who was lying sick**, and carefully walked in for fear of making a sound. Song Xin behind him asked in a low voice, "Ling Yu, what happened? Didn't you say you were going to save people today? Why can't people be saved, but lie down next?"

Ling Yu and Qin Shuiyi looked at each other and smiled bitterly. They talked about the previous rescue, conversation and fainting. The words were settled. Everyone didn't know what to say for a moment, and the scene suddenly fell silent.

Finally, Qin Shuiyi said, "The teacher doesn't know when he will wake up. Don't waste time here. I will take care of him here." After hearing this, Song Xin also nodded and said, "Ling Yu and Hancock, let's go and let him have a good rest."

The two didn't say anything, nodded silently, closed the door softly and went out.

"Ling Yu, have you figured out what's in the chip you mentioned last time?" Song Xin asked.

Ling Yu shook her head and said, "There is nothing in it, only a simple tapping sound, which sounds very familiar, but it doesn't look like any password... If only Shengke was still awake, he would definitely be able to figure it out with his wisdom.

Hancock stretched out his big hand and patted him on the shoulder and said, "You've done well enough. I'm embarrassed to compare with you and our two old guys. The boat will naturally go straight to the bridge, and there must be a way when the time comes!"

Listening to Uncle Hancock's words and looking at the teacher's encouraging expression, Ling Yu smiled and said, "I'm not the child five years ago. I won't collapse so easily. I will definitely wake everyone up and save Xiuxiu... And I will do all this no matter what, because that's why I have been practicing for five years..." After saying that, Ling Yu bowed slightly to Song Han, leaving two dazed middle-aged men to turn around and disappear in the long corridor.

Back to the house, Ling Yu still **, holding the thin chip in her hand and putting it in front of her--

"Pray for the New Year, you really left me a difficult problem..."

He suddenly turned over and sat up and inserted the chip into the watch again. The familiar and annoying tapping sound appeared again. Ling Yu narrowed her eyes and carefully analyzed the key.

At the same time, there is a dark confinement room in the headquarters of the Zhang family thousands of miles away, which is usually locked up prisoners who commit family rules but do not die. But today it seems to be a little different. The gloomy confinement room is brightly lit and smells clean and tidy everywhere.

In the depths of the confinement room, there was a young man dressed in white sitting quietly cross-legged, and his cold appearance was just praying for the New Year. Qi Nian's face looked extremely pale and obviously did not recover from the previous battle. In fact, with the medical strength of the Zhang family, this injury can be cured in a moment, but the owner of the family issued an order that no one is allowed to pray for treatment without permission, which has been delayed until now.

At this moment, at the age of 241, Zhang Hansheng, the head of one of the world's eight ancient clans, sat on a brown-red wooden chair with a crutch in the palm of his hand, staring blankly at the year.

"Today is the last time I come to ask you - why don't you want to kill him?"

Qi Nian's closed eyes slowly opened, and there was no emotion in his eyes. He looked at his grandfather, glanced at the air behind him, and a low and cold voice came out from his mouth: "Did the shadow guard tell you? I'm not as good as others. I can't kill him.

"Bulls!"

The crutch suddenly fell to the ground. If it hadn't been for Zhang Hansheng's timely control of strength, the crutch could have hit directly to the ground with the strength of his seven levels. He stretched out his finger and shook it to Qi Nian and shouted, "I've seen the previous video of the shadow guard, but others can't see it. Can't I still see it? You obviously have 13 changes in the last punch, but you chose the stupidest way to fight... Do you just want to die so much?!"

The angry voice echoed in the empty room, followed by a dead silence. After a long time of prayer, he slowly said, "My patriarch, since you can't trust me, why do you come here to interrogate me? If you want to kill me, I have nothing to say. As a direct descendant of the Zhang family, you should lose to outsiders, even if you kill me. If you don't mean to kill me, please go back. It's very quiet here. I like it very much and I don't want to go out.

"You!" Zhang Hansheng's beard was about to rise up in anger, and he pinched the crutch with his right hand. He was afraid that he would accidentally kill the man in front of him - his only bloodline!

"Good, good!" Zhang Hansheng stood up steadily. For him, an antique who had lived for more than 240 years, he had not been so angry for a long time. He stared coldly at Qi Nian's handsome face, and the invisible pressure emanated from his thin body. Suddenly, the air in the room became tense and solemn.

The seventh floor is really an unpredictable power. It can be earth-shaking with a casual blow. Although Zhang Hansheng has not fully exerted his strength, Yu Wei alone has changed the color of the face of theqi nian.

Ordinary linen shoes gently stepped on the ground, but in the eyes of Qi Nian, they were like a huge hammer, hitting the bottom of the heart fiercely. When Zhang Hansheng stood in front of him, he finally couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"If you don't want to kill him, I, a grandpa, will naturally take action for you and erase this little guy!"

After saying that, he no longer cares about the withering prayers on the ground and walks out. As Zhang Hansheng walks out, the house falls into endless darkness again.

After a long time, there was a faint breathing sound in the room, only to see his eyes twinkling cold in the dark-

"I will never let you hurt my friend!"

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