Chapter 17: Molong

Zhang Feng was still in a coma, but the white monster with a broken arm came to Zhang Feng and raised the remaining unbroken arm to kill Zhang Feng. If this palm was slapped, Zhang Feng would definitely die. After all, the monster's strange power was amazing. Although he was seriously injured, it was furious. The power of this palm can be imagined.

But just as the monster's palm was about to fall, Zhang Feng, who was already unconscious, gushed out a thick black fog from the eyebrows of his head. This almost sticky object quickly wrapped the falling monster's palm without making a sound, but the monster's huge palm could not fall down.

The white-haired monster was shocked, and its red eyeballs almost spewed fire. I want to pull my palm back, but no matter how hard it uses, I still can't pull my palm back from the sticky black fog. The monster screamed strangely, almost with all his strength, suddenly pulled back and listened to "Puff!" With a sound, the monster's arm actually broke from the shoulder and was bluntly torn by the black fog.

"Oh!" The monster lost two arms and fell down with pain, but did not faint. It took a long time for the monster to recover from the great pain, get up from the ground, staggered to Zhang Feng, look at it twice, and then walk, but found that there was a "man" standing behind it for a long time.

This "man" exudes a cold breath all over his body, and even the white-haired monster living in the dark can't see his appearance clearly. It seems that this person is between reality, and only two eyes shine like substance, just like a sharp blade, as if he can kill the things in front of him at any time. .

"Beast! It's unforgivable to dare to hurt my master before he wakes up!" The "human" voice came like a ghost, as if his words went directly into the brain, and could be heard clearly even if his ears were blocked.

The monster lost two arms at this time, ** his power was greatly reduced, and he was not flexible and violent at all when he first appeared. Especially after seeing the illusory "person" in front of him, it is like a domesticated gorilla, which can't be seen as barbaric at all, but very tame.

The fierce momentum emitted by this "human" does not dare to do anything. Another consciousness of the monster tells it that as long as it has any action, the "person" in front of it will not hesitate to remove itself, and it has no ability to resist at all.

The monster quietly looked at the figure in front of him and finally couldn't stand this fear from the bottom of his heart. The monster's violent instinct made it unable to accept that he was killed like this, "Oh!" With a shout, relying only on the flexibility of his legs, he opened his mouth and rushed to this figure.

"Hmm! More than dead animals!" The "man" snorted coldly and then slowly walked towards the white-haired monster that rushed over. The monster's action seemed to be very fast, but it seemed that the space had been distorted. Although the movement was fast, he did not want to rush to the dark shadow, but rushed behind the shadow.

The dark shadow only took a few steps, and the white-haired monster had rushed in front of him, but what was very mysterious was that the white-haired monster actually passed by the black shadow and did not touch the black shadow's body at all. At the same time, the shadow only stretched out one arm and gently stroked in the air.

The white-haired monster had stopped at this time, with its back to the shadow, and the shadow slowly walked towards Zhang Feng, who was not far in front of him. The white-haired monster turned around and roared again, rushing to the shadow with its back.

Suddenly, the body of the white-haired monster changed dramatically in the air. The big white head suddenly rose to the sky and separated from the body in an instant. Black blood spewed out. At the same time, the monster's body was the same, as if someone instantly separated it with a knife. The monster's body began to ooze blood from the shoulder, and then with a "bang" sound, and the monster broke in the air. The crack has become four or five pieces.

As the monster's corpses fell piece by piece, black blood splashed everywhere, and a strong fishy smell dispersed, making Zhang Feng, who was in a coma, frown. But in addition to these smells, no drop of black blood splashed on Zhang Feng a meter away, as if there was a protective cover to protect Zhang Feng.

The shadow approached Zhang Feng and shook his head gently, but his expression could not be seen clearly. The shadow sighed gently and said to himself, "I don't know when I will recover. If the master restores one thousandth of the power of the God of War, how can this little night owl hurt you? Forget it, Molong still sleeps quietly in your body. I hope that by the time I wake up, you have regained your heroic posture, so that Molong can follow his master to the world again.

After saying that, the shadow turned into a sticky black fog and penetrated into Zhang Feng's eyebrows. The whole sewer quieted down, and only the black blood of the white monster emitted a fishy smell in the air.

Zhang Feng slowly woke up. As soon as he opened his eyes, he found himself in a white room, wearing a hospital uniform, and the sun came in, and everything looked so quiet. Gently moved his body and found that his whole body seemed to have been hit by a sledgehammer. The severe pain made Zhang Feng couldn't help moaning softly.

"It seems that the Eighteen Cuts of Dragon Slayer still don't use it easily. Every time I use it, it makes me feel as uncomfortable as if I'm out of power." Zhang Feng struggled to sit up as he spoke. Looking out of the window in the backyard of the hospital, which looks like a small garden, some patients and their families said this happily together. Zhang Feng shook his head gently.

I don't know what's wrong with Ye You. It seems that I'm not much better than I am now. While thinking about it, suddenly as soon as the door opened, a middle-aged beautiful woman came in, Zhang Feng's mother Shen Mingxia. Shen Mingxia saw that her son had woken up and quickly walked to Zhang Feng. She asked nervously, "Son, how do you feel?"

Zhang Feng saw that she was her mother and immediately smiled, "Mom, I'm fine. Your son is a very powerful person. Can those two small monsters hurt me?" In fact, Zhang Feng has fainted since he used the Dragon Slayer Eighteen. He didn't know what was going on with the two monsters, but when he saw him lying unharmed in **, he probably either ran away or was destroyed by himself.

Shen Mingxia saw that her son could still joke and knew that he had nothing to do, so she was relieved a lot. Then she asked, "Son, are you hungry? Do you know? You have been in a coma for several days. If your father hadn't found you in the sewer, I'm afraid you would have fed the mice.

Zhang Feng smiled and said, "Mom, you are too underestimated by your son's ability." After saying that, he turned around and asked, "How's Ye You?" Isn't it poisoned?" As soon as he mentioned Ye You, God's face obviously became a little difficult to look at. Zhang Feng grabbed Shen Mingxia's hand and asked anxiously, "Mom, isn't it anything else?"

Shen Mingxia shook her head and said angrily, "What is your friend's relationship with your father? I found that their relationship is very unusual. I suspect that your friend Ye You is the illegitimate child of your father and others!" Looking at her mother's angry expression, Zhang Feng was relieved and knew that there was nothing wrong, but she didn't know why her mother was so angry that she even said such words as a illegitimate child.

Zhang Feng smiled and said, "Mom, if Ye You is really my father's illegitimate son, at least I know that I still have a brother in this world." After saying that, he burst into laughter. Shen Mingxia was angrily stretched out her hand and hit Zhang Feng on the head and said, "When are you still in the mood to joke with your mother?"

Seeing that Shen Mingxia was really angry, Zhang Feng put away her smile and asked, "Mom, what on earth did Dad do to make you so unhappy for Ye You?" Shen Mingxia sighed and said, "Son, this time you must help your mother cross-examine your dead father to see what his relationship is with Ye You. If it is really his illegitimate child, I will divorce him."

As soon as Zhang Feng heard this, he stared at Shen Mingxia and asked, "Mom, didn't you tell me what my father and Ye You did? How can I help you?" Shen Mingxia was a little angry and said, "Your father, in order to save Ye You, who was hit by illusion, did not hesitate to spend half of his life to let that Ye You come out of the nightmare, and you lay in the sewer, but you were not in a hurry to save him at all. Finally, he waited for the night you woke up before going to the sewer to find you."

"No way! When did Dad have such a good relationship with Ye You? More important than my own son?" After listening to Shen Mingxia's words, Zhang Feng was also a little confused. It seemed that the relationship between his father and Ye You was indeed unusual. Shen Mingxia quickly said, "Who said no? For this, I have separated from your father now, and now your father has gone to live in the study."

Zhang Feng didn't expect his parents to be so stiff for himself, so he had to persuade him: "Mom, Dad must have a reason to do this. Isn't it good to ask clearly? Why is it so big?" Shen Mingxia was even more angry when she heard it: "Do you think I want to, but your dead father didn't say what the relationship he had with Ye You? Besides, in an emergency, he didn't even care about the safety of his son's life. He knew that the nightmare night owl was not easy to deal with, and he still had time to heal others. Do you think their relationship could be average?