Chapter six hundred and eighty eighth no turning back
Zhong Zihao looked at the sluggish Murong Wan and stepped forward: "Wan'er, let me take a look!"
"Um!"
Yi Ren did not refuse, she knew that he would not give up on her and would not give up until he saw it for himself.
Zhong Zihan and others filed in and stood aside without saying a word. Their steps were very light, trying not to disturb the two of them.
Murong Wan took a few steps and there was sweat on her forehead, which showed that she was just acting as if nothing had happened, but in fact she was still suffering from Taoist injuries.
Zhong Zihao immediately helped her sit down on the bamboo chair. His majestic soul power poured out and carefully penetrated Murong Wan's body.
After a while, he slowly withdrew his soul power and chuckled: "Don't worry Wan'er, I will find a way to help you recover as soon as possible."
"I believe you, but you must not delay other things."
Murong Wan smiled slightly, not seeing anything strange at all.
Zhong Zihao stayed with her for another conversation, and asked Lu Yang to summon several core senior officials to the Monarch Pavilion for discussion, and then turned and left.
Murong Wan's injuries were more serious than he thought, and there was nothing he could do at this moment. Perhaps in the entire Yuntian Continent, except for the one who took action, no one could be found who could remove the Dao injuries from her body.
Moreover, in addition to Taoist injuries, he also discovered a hidden power in Murong Wan's body. It was that power that kept the latter in a state of torment.
That's why Xia Danming made the judgment that she would not live more than two years.
However, Zhong Zihao had never seen this kind of power before, but he still felt like he had seen it before.
It seems that Murong Wan was very clear about her situation and knew that she could not stop Zhong Zihao from finding a way to heal her injuries, so she said, "You must not delay other things."
That was because she knew her life was short and didn't want him to waste his time on this matter, so she said this.
The Monarch Pavilion looks the same as before, and even the location where it was built has not changed at all, but Zhong Zihao knows that everything in the Emerald Valley is built on a ruins.
In front of the Monarch Pavilion, Zhong Tiancheng and the Zhong family were waiting here.
When Lian Cuirou saw her son returning, she sobbed and said, "Hao'er, it's all our uselessness that has caused Miss Murong to suffer."
"Second brother, the eldest brother is incompetent. Over the years, we have lived under your protection, and you have shouldered everything." Zhong Zixuan lowered his head and spoke in a low voice.
Zhong Tiancheng did not speak, but patted his son's shoulder gently, encouraging him to be strong.
Zhong Zihao looked at the group of people in front of him. These were his close relatives. For them, he would have no regrets even if he poked a hole in the sky.
"This matter has nothing to do with anyone, so you don't have to worry. I will take care of Wan'er's matter."
His eyes wandered around everyone and said: "To me, you are as important as Wan'er. Taking good care of yourself is the greatest help to me!"
"Zihao..."
Zhong Tianhua opened his mouth to speak, but was interrupted by Zhong Zihao: "Fourth uncle, no need to say more, I understand. Let's go back first and prepare for a family banquet tonight."
"good!"
Everyone left, and the rest entered the King's Pavilion.
Not long after, Leng Yan, Xiao Yuan, Hua Wuwu, Liang Bianyun, Mu Xuefeng and others all arrived. After Zhong Zihao asked some questions, he took out all the springs of life and water of life from his body.
For those members of the alliance who have not reached the Immortal Realm, without these things, it will be difficult to heal their physical injuries.
Most of the elixirs in the Dan Pavilion were destroyed in that disaster, and the remaining ones were not enough to cure everyone.
After doing this, he turned his head to the side and asked: "Sister Leng Yan, do you know the news about Senior Dongxu and the demon clan and the ancestor of the demon clan?"
"Shortly after you arrived at the Temple of Buddha, Master, Senior Wuwei and Senior Ziche met up with the four ancestors of the two demon clans. They were practicing a set of combined attack techniques, hoping to fight against the beasts."
Leng Yan nodded and continued: "When I came out of seclusion, I planned to kill several seniors, but suddenly changed my mind and said that I would like to let them experience the taste of despair. I am willing to wait for this technique to be mastered before destroying the last hope of the three tribes."
"He also said that his patience is limited. If the seniors don't find him within a year, he will make Yuntian Continent a hell on earth!"
When Zhong Zihao heard this, a cold light grew in his eyes: "Where is the wolf?"
"Rooftop...Zihao, what do you want to do?"
Leng Yan's words came to his senses as soon as he left his mouth, and like everyone else, he cast worried eyes on Zhong Zihao.
Zhong Zihao did not answer everyone, but murmured: "I don't care what you think, I can't wait that long anyway! Since this war is inevitable, I will go and meet this legendary existence for a while."
Everyone was shocked. They had known that this guy was crazy, but this was the first time they discovered that he had lost his mind.
No one knew that when Zhong Zihao saw the tragic situation in Emerald Valley, especially when he found out about Murong Wan's injuries, he felt an uncontrollable rage in his heart, a state of near despair, and just wanted to fight at all costs.
And that dog is the best target for him to vent his anger.
Even if you know you are defeated, you will never look back!
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That night, Zhong Zihao brought Murong Wan to the Zhong family compound, and also called the three brothers Lu Yang, Chen Liling, Mu Xuefeng, Xia Danming and others to have a sumptuous dinner with the Zhong family.
There was lively chatting and laughter during the dinner, no one asked about Murong Wan's injury, and no one talked about where to go in the future. Everything was so warm and beautiful.
The next day, Zhong Zihao left alone.
Leng Yan had been observing his movements. When he saw this situation, he immediately entered a message into the jade slip and said silently in his heart: Master, I hope you can create miracles.
In an exquisite attic, Zhong Zihan supported Murong Wan and stood by the window. The corners of the latter's mouth turned up slightly and he whispered: "If you die in battle, you will not be alone on the road to hell!"
"Sister!"
When Zhong Zihan heard this, tears welled up in his eyes.
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Tiantai has been a holy place in the hearts of warriors from the Seven Realms for thousands of years.
Once upon a time, the Qianlong Monument had stood for thousands of years, and the geniuses of the seven realms recorded in it were all famous; every time the Guwu Liuguang Tower was born, this place would attract countless warriors to gather and worship.
But the life-and-death battle before the opening of the Heavenly Vault Holy Realm destroyed the rooftop to pieces, especially the supreme power of the Shinto Realm from several major forces, who almost turned the place upside down in order to snatch the Hidden Dragon Monument.
Now, many years later, this place has gradually regained its vitality, but it cannot hide its desolation and desolation.
Zhong Zihao rushed to the rooftop at lightning speed. He was still far away when he sensed an extremely powerful aura.
The soul power extended out, and there was an unusually majestic figure there, who looked to be a man in his fifties.
The outline of this person's facial features is rough and flamboyant, with two slightly ferocious sword eyebrows thrust upward, his eyes are cold and terrifying, and his face is carved like a knife, but his whole person exudes an aura of a king that shocks the world.
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Zhong Zihao saw this person from a distance, and shouted angrily: "Are you the pig?"