She finally opened her heart and accepted Chen Feiyu. If Chen Feiyu died too, then she really didn't know what the meaning of living was.

Fan Zhesheng was also shocked by Wen Xingzhou's actions, his face changed slightly, and he shouted angrily: "Are you crazy to attack me?"

Wen Xingzhou sneered, strode forward, blocked Pan Danfeng behind him, and said sternly: "Chen Feiyu saved my life. Although I, Wen Xingzhou, consider myself not a good person, I don't bother to repay kindness with enmity.

This girl has a very close relationship with Chen Feiyu, Chen Feiyu has been thrown into the dark mist by you, I absolutely cannot sit back and watch her die in your hands again."

"Hmph, you are a good person, but you are just a yellow-haired girl. Whether she lives or dies is meaningless to me. What's more important is getting the prescription first.

Now there is no movement in the black mist. I think Chen Feiyu is dead. I want to go into the black mist to find Chen Feiyu's body and take the pill recipe. If you dare to stop me, I have no less than several ways to kill you in the secret realm.

!" Fan Zhe threatened, his eyes flashing fiercely.

"Even if I don't stop you, I'm afraid you won't be able to get the prescription." Wen Xingzhou smiled contemptuously and took a step back, indicating that he really had no intention of stopping Fan Zhesheng.

Fan Zhesheng thought Wen Xingzhou was sarcastic about his inability to move in and out of the black mist. He sneered, took out a black elixir, and said proudly: "This is the best poison-avoiding elixir I have refined. As long as you hold it in your mouth, it will be enough."

Even the most poisonous things in the world can't do anything to me, so what does this mere black mist poison in front of me mean?"

After that, Fan Zhesheng took the anti-poison pill into his mouth and stepped into the secret room. He was swallowed up by the black mist and lost sight of his figure.

Wen Xingzhou's contempt became even stronger. Just when Pan Danfeng was in danger, he clearly noticed a fluctuation in the black fog, which was obviously caused by Chen Feiyu. Coupled with the various miraculous deeds of Chen Feiyu in the legend, there was a high probability that Chen Feiyu was not dead.

And the reason why he rescued Pan Danfeng just now was naturally because he realized that Chen Feiyu was not dead, and left a good impression on Chen Feiyu, so as not to anger Chen Feiyu like Fan Zhesheng did.

Since Chen Feiyu is not dead, the person who died is naturally Fan Zhesheng!

After Fan Zhesheng walked into the black fog, there was no movement at first. It seemed that Fan Zhesheng was looking for Chen Feiyu's body inside.

Suddenly, the black mist erupted into a shrill scream, echoing throughout the space.

Immediately after the black mist fluctuated violently, Fan Zhesheng suddenly jumped out of the black mist. There was a deep wound where the bone was visible at the connection between the shoulder and the body. The arm would have been completely severed within two centimeters. From the wound

Scarlet blood was flowing, and his expression was both angry and unbelievable: "Chen Feiyu...you...you're not dead?"

As soon as these words came out, Pan Danfeng was shocked, and his dull eyes were filled with energy again. He stood up suddenly and shouted at Heiwu in surprise: "Feiyu, you... you are not dead?"

"Of course I'm not dead. I'm immune to all poisons. How can a mere poisonous mist hurt me?"

A contemptuous voice came from the black mist, and in a wave of black mist, Chen Feiyu stepped out, holding the Long Yuan Sword in his hand, with a cold expression and murderous intent.

And there are no injuries at all!

"Feiyu!" Pan Danfeng shouted in surprise. His originally gloomy life was filled with sunshine again, and he threw himself into Chen Feiyu's arms and swallowed.

Wen Xingzhou on the other side was shocked. Chen Feiyu was actually invulnerable to all poisons? What a terrible person. Fan Zhesheng knocked Chen Feiyu, who was invulnerable to all poisons, into the black mist. It was his cleverness that was mistaken for him.

"You...you are invulnerable to all poisons!" Fan Zhesheng covered his wound, his facial features twisted in pain, and said with regret and anger: "You are obviously fine, but you are still hiding your vitality in the black mist, making me think you are dead.

Relax your vigilance, you... you are so despicable!"

"Despicable? This word is extremely ironic coming from your mouth." Chen Feiyu sneered, raised the Long Yuan Sword and pointed it at Fan Zhesheng: "But having said that, fortunately you relaxed your vigilance, otherwise, how could I have used the sword?
Chapter completed!