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The episode of being called "Uncle" by the little girl passed quickly.

The beautiful woman with a changed expression made a half circle around the hall, avoiding Chen Yiming's sight.

Zhang Qingqing took the packaged fruit box and just walked back to the corner where she was originally staying, when she was dragged out of the hall by the beautiful woman. Looking at the expression on her face, a lecture was inevitable.

Zheng Hong greeted Chen Yiming to a room deep in the villa, and all the people who came to visit Mr. Zhang followed behind.

"The sentry soldier died strangely. Mr. Zhang received the news and went to investigate. He was suddenly attacked by a black light. He was able to suppress the injury at the time, but he fell into a coma not long after he came back."

Taking advantage of the short journey, Zheng Hong briefly explained how Mr. Zhang was seriously injured.

Chen Yiming also had a bad face when he heard these words.

For a big country, the Zhenguo Martial Artist is equivalent to a mobile nuclear bomb, which is an influence that has risen to the national strategic level.

For example, before Luo Fu died in the territory of the Great Xia Kingdom, whether he used cooperation to win over many younger brothers afterward, or made a joint statement.

In fact, it's just superficially imposing.

Chen Yiming was at home all the time, but no one really came to ask for an explanation.

So what about the so-called lighthouse of mankind, when the strength is not as good as human beings, they are also forced to bow their heads. This is the deterrent force brought by Zhen Guo martial arts.

At present, the Great Xia Kingdom is also facing the loss of a township martial artist.

"Who are you?"

As soon as he entered the door, an old man in a white coat put down the equipment in his hand and looked up.

Zheng Hong stepped forward and explained in a low voice, the old man nodded and made way for his medical team, and an old man appeared in front of him.

Mr. Zhang lay quietly on the bed, motionless, his face ashen, showing pain from time to time.

At present, the whole body is as thin as bones, and the skin of the hand that is infusing the infusion is shriveled, revealing clearly visible blood vessels, which can be described as a serious deficiency of Qi and blood.

Chen Yiming's eyes flashed, and the invisible spiritual power swept across Mr. Zhang's body, and he immediately found the murderer who could make Zhen Guo's martial artist show a serious lack of energy and blood.

Inlaid in flesh and blood, and fragments of mysterious symbols scattered in the spiritual world.

At this time, Zhang Lao's body was a battlefield, and those fragments were like viruses, constantly attacking various parts of the body and organs, as well as his own consciousness in the spiritual world.

What is frightening is that the fragment, as a foreign object of the rootless duckweed, can forcibly transform the energy of blood and energy around it for its own use, and has never been wiped out.

The mental world is even more dangerous, and Mr. Zhang's mental body is forced to keep avoiding it.

It was a means more diabolical than a curse.

Seeing this, Chen Yiming tried to wrap a piece of flesh and blood with his tyrannical mental power, trying to drag him out of Zhang Lao's body.

boom!

There was a muffled thunderous explosion.

Mr. Zhang convulsed all over his body. He bounced up and then fell down. During the bounce, a mouthful of hot blood spurted to the ceiling.

At the same time, in the microcosm that cannot be seen clearly by the naked eye, the fragment broke through the blockade of mental power through self-explosion.

But it didn't dissipate because of this, but turned into more and smaller fragments, still adsorbed in the flesh and blood, and continued to attack the surrounding cells, seemingly unaffected.

outside world.

Mr. Zhang's family members, young and old, rushed up crying and surrounded the bed.

Suddenly, a heavy grief surrounded the room, and the other people who came to visit Mr. Zhang also felt extremely uncomfortable.

In everyone's perception, even Chen Yiming couldn't save Mr. Zhang, and he could almost be sentenced to death.

Zheng Honghong trembled all over his eyes. He looked at Chen Yiming, hesitant to speak.

Chen Yiming explained helplessly: "The black light that attacked Mr. Zhang should have turned into a large number of fragments of mysterious symbols, and it was an attack at the level of the inscription pattern.

Just now I tried to forcefully take out a piece of debris, but the other party seemed to respond by self-destructing as if it had been programmed. "

He himself possesses two powerful talents, but if he were to face a black light attack, even if he was penetrated into the body, it wouldn't be a big problem.

One is compared to battery life, he is absolutely confident that he can grind the opponent to death.

The second is to directly abandon the injured part by virtue of the recovery ability reaching the regenerative level.

However, Mr. Zhang obviously does not have similar conditions.

Zheng Hong's face was ashes, and he choked up and said, "Is there no way to save this?"

The voice fell.

Others around gasped for breath.

At that moment, one after another imagined a scene in which a Zhen Guo martial artist was finally sucked to death, tortured to death.

Such a tragedy is simply unacceptable.

Mr. Zhang is a martial artist of Zhen Guo. For decades, he has built up a barrier for the southern provinces of Da Xia Kingdom, and is equivalent to the patron saint of this southern land.

"That's not absolute, but this method is afraid that Mr. Zhang's body will not be able to bear it first." Chen Yiming said quickly.

The method he said was to summon the villain to attack all the fragments of the mysterious symbols at the same time with the sword of will.

Of course, Chen Yiming didn't specialize in medicine, and he didn't grasp the attack at the level of the inscription pattern. Mr. Zhang, who was seriously injured and on the verge of death, would definitely survive.

If he died suddenly on the spot without explaining clearly in advance, Mr. Zhang's family would be in trouble if they misunderstood.

Zheng Hong heard that his face turned from white to red, and asked in a trembling voice: "How sure are you?"

Chen Yiming shook his head, and said honestly: "There is no way to give an answer, it all depends on whether Mr. Zhang can resist it. After all, this is a collision at the level of the inscription pattern. Mr. Zhang is too weak!"

A Zhen Guo martial artist was said to be too weak.

This may be the first time someone has said that on Blue Star since ancient times.

The other people around looked at each other in blank dismay, not knowing what to say, and at the same time secretly remembered the 'inscribed pattern' mentioned by Chen Yiming in their hearts.

The inside and outside of the words show that Chen Yiming is already an existence beyond the realm of martial arts.

This news was even more shocking than Zhang Lao being seriously injured and dying.

...

One step to live, one step to die.

Whether to choose conservative treatment and wait, pin the hope on Mr. Zhang himself, or fight it out. The three generations of the Zhang family need to discuss it before making a decision.

That night, Chen Yiming stayed in another villa under the arrangement of the leaders of Rongcheng.

The clouds in the sky are sparse, the sky is full of bright stars, and the white moonlight falls.

Chen Yiming stood in the courtyard, looking up at the starry sky.

At this time, what he was thinking about was what the female spirit body said, fleeing to the unknown deep space before the black tide came.

The female spirit imprisoned by the mysterious ring was obviously afraid of being discovered by the Kuroshio, so there was a scene of actively communicating with him.

And he has tried the power of the female spirit body, it is definitely not just as simple as the inscription pattern, it is even higher than the dead Wanmi corpse, the martial arts realm is higher.

But Chen Yiming has a cheat, he believes that as long as enough time is given, the Kuroshio will not be afraid at all, and maybe one day it will be wiped out with a wave of his hand.

Now it is precisely a matter of time, and when the Kuroshio will come is also a matter of time.

Did it come by means of a space channel from another world? Or descend directly from deep space? Or it came in unexpected ways.

When Chen Yiming was worried about the Kuroshio, Zheng Hong came to him.

"The Zhang family has decided?" Chen Yiming said.

"The second and third generations of the Zhang family basically agreed with the fight, but now Mrs. Zhang disagrees, insisting that that kind of treatment undoubtedly killed Mr. Zhang on the spot."

Zheng Hong said sorry and smiled wryly.

Chen Yiming nodded, he could understand Granny Zhang's insistence.

The fact is also the same, Kendo is not good at healing others at all, it pays attention to killing decisively, annihilating everything and so on.

Furthermore, if the strength is at the same level, it's okay to say, the probability of Mr. Zhang's survival is not small, but Chen Yiming made it clear in advance that this is a battle belonging to a higher level of inscription pattern.

The Zhang family probably thought of it, it is said that Luo Fu, the martial artist of Zhen Guo, was beaten to nothing but a fleshy ball.

He also thought of the treant war, which rose to the level of destroying the country, and was solved by Chen Yiming alone. He couldn't feel the gap between the martial artist state and the inscription pattern state.

It's almost the same as the martial arts master, bullying the martial artists below is not much different.

After a few words of politeness, Zheng Hong talked to Chen Yiming in detail about the problem of the no-man's land in the southwest after Mr. Zhang was seriously injured.

The southwest uninhabited area includes the southwestern border of the Great Xia Kingdom, as well as a vast and boundless area beyond the territory of the Great Xia Kingdom.

Many years ago, an earthquake that affected several provinces in the southwest of Daxia Kingdom created a super large crack in the center of no man's land.

It is recorded that the length is tens of kilometers, but the depth is not recorded.

I don't know which year later, a space channel appeared in the depths of the super crack, and there happened to be a body of water on the other side connecting to the other world.

Therefore, a super large lake appeared out of thin air in the uninhabited land with arid environment and little rain.

With normal development, this super big lake will definitely become a gathering place for strange beasts, and become the source of the threat of beast tide on the southwestern border of Daxia Kingdom.

However, a water monster that is equivalent to Zhen Guo's martial artist happens to live in the waters opposite the space passage.

From the appearance of the super-near Great Lake to the present, in fact, there are not many living things in the southwestern uninhabited land except for the marginal grassland.

The reason is that the water monster has a special sense of smell, and it often leaves the super large lake to land and hunt for food, and it has a wide range of activities, and it doesn't care about the size of the food, and eats what it has.

If things go on like this, the original prairie, which was supposed to be a paradise for strange beasts, got a new name 'Southwest No Man's Land'.

After Chen Yiming listened, combined with Mr. Zhang's investigation, he was attacked by a black light during the strange death of a sentry soldier.

The black light is likely related to the Kuroshio, but where did it come from?

Is it from the space passage in the strange mountain village? Or from the super large lake in the southwest uninhabited area?

Or is it something wrong with the water monster like the distortion monster?

There is still no real clue to this confusion.

Chen Yiming chatted with Zheng Hong again, and after learning that Mr. Zhang was injured, no one had the ability to investigate whether there was something wrong with the water monster.

There is no movement in the super big lake for the time being.

He sighed, rubbed his swollen temples, and decided to go there himself sometime after solving the problem of Mr. Zhang's treatment.

...

A sleepless night passed, and the sun rose again.

Early in the morning, Chen Yiming had just communicated with the villain and arranged to bring Chen Yingying, who was still training in another world, back to Donghu City.

Zheng Hong came to the door with thick black circles, and brought bad news: Mr. Zhang's pupils tended to slacken, and his whole body's energy and blood further turned to a trend of exhaustion.

What this means is self-evident.

Mr. Zhang himself was defeated in the confrontation with the mysterious symbol fragments. This kind of defeat is like a thousand miles away. The speed of injury deterioration is beyond imagination, and he may really die suddenly at any time.

A few minutes later.

When Chen Yiming stepped into the room, what greeted his eyes was the Zhang family who were crying around the bed.

The other people who came to visit Mr. Zhang yesterday also arrived one after another. Everyone saw Mr. Zhang's current appearance, as if he had reached the end of his life.

The unexpected deterioration of the injury left few hopeful.

Mrs. Zhang sat alone in a chair, her eyes glazed over, but no one blamed her.

After all, apart from Chen Yiming, the mysterious symbols and inscription patterns are a vague concept in the cognition of others.

Some people even compare the Martial Master Realm and the Inscription Pattern Realm to the different levels of inner strength control in the Martial Artist Realm, but they don't know how the inner strength can be compared with the natural force.

It's like a cub that is just learning to walk, and an eagle that is already soaring in the sky.

The cub did look up and see the sky, but crawling was not the same as running, let alone flying.

The second and third generations of the Zhang family have cried until their voices are almost completely hoarse.

Zheng Hong said to Chen Yiming in a low voice: "The Zhang family has decided to treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor, and agreed to yesterday's treatment plan."

Chen Yiming nodded.

Before entering the door, he used his mental strength to check the situation of Mr. Zhang.

The deterioration of the injury at this time is more from the spiritual world. Zhang Lao's mental body is no longer complete, and the success rate of evasion is getting lower and lower, and he may collapse at any time.

After listening to the other people around, their hearts seemed to be firmly grasped by a big hand.

Mr. Zhang's injuries have deteriorated to such an extent, do we still need to implement the treatment plan similar to fighting poison with poison? How could Old Zhang be able to bear this.

It's better to try to wake up Mr. Zhang to see if there are any funeral affairs that haven't been explained clearly.

Of course, no one dared to say these words, they could only think in their hearts.

It was too late to say it, and everyone was still in great grief.

"Sword!"

Chen Yiming let out a low heck.

Immediately afterwards, in the direction of Jiangnan Province, there was a thunderous explosion in the sky.

The air also suddenly became dull, and it seemed that every time I took a breath, I needed to use more effort than normal.

At this moment, everyone in the room came back to their senses in shock and looked at the sky outside the door.

On the distant skyline, the clouds were forcibly pushed away, and the overwhelming momentum was almost invisible on land, similar to the impact of a typhoon landing.

Not long after, a dazzling light appeared first.

The next moment, a sword fell from the sky and landed in Chen Yiming's hands.

Looking at the appearance, there are densely packed mysterious symbols engraved on the body of the sword, which are arranged irregularly and no one can understand.

Chen Yiming didn't bother to pay attention to the stunned crowd.

He pretended that he was controlling the sword, and then directly aimed at Mr. Zhang who was on the bed, and stabbed him with an ordinary stabbing sword.

The sword pierced through the air, and just before stabbing Lao Zhang, it turned into countless small swords much thinner than needles, hitting all the fragments of mysterious symbols in Zhang Lao's body almost at the same time.

At this time, Mr. Zhang was filled with very thin beams of light from head to toe. It's a bit similar to acupuncture, but the number of little swords is far less than dozens of silver needles.