Chapter 3337 Towards the Beloved
After hearing what Ning Ling asked, Zhang Yifeng looked stunned. How did this guy think that he would ask him about these things?
Shaking his head and stopping his inner thoughts, Zhang Yifeng coughed lightly and said to Ning Ling.
"I am really curious about this, but I plan to find the answer to this matter slowly by myself. I believe that even if I ask, you won't tell me directly.
So I want to ask another question, this question is not that important to you.
Black Wing should have brought a female cultivator to meet you, where is she?"
Zhang Yifeng looked at Ning Ling with a plain expression. Zhang Yifeng's answer surprised Ning Ling, but he thought about it carefully and it was indeed true.
Even if Zhang Yifeng really asked him what he was going to do, he would have been ready to answer.
But since the other party was not asking the question he thought, the female cultivator seemed very important to him, and it should be related to the mysterious Chen Hu's true identity.
Thinking of this, Ning Ling narrowed his eyes and understood what Zhang Yifeng meant.
"I wonder what kind of reward can sir give me?"
"I'll give you a chance to ask for it, but it depends on me how to do it."
The conditions Zhang Yifeng said made Ning Ling subconsciously frown, but he was not a fool and understood what Zhang Yifeng said.
"Okay, I can tell you, and please remember what you say now."
"Don't worry, I think it's hard to catch up with a word, but if you want to let me let you go in exchange, you should die as soon as possible."
Zhang Yifeng said in a plain tone that Ning Ling’s actions were unforgivable, and Zhang Yifeng did not need to let him survive.
However, facing what Zhang Yifeng said, Ning Ling just smiled silently, his eyes extremely calm.
"Don't worry, I will definitely not say such vulgar requests at that time. The female cultivator brought by Heiyi was placed in a guest room in the Cheng family.
Originally, the Black Wing wanted us to help deal with the female cultivator, but the burning flames on her body made us unable to get close to her, so she still fends herself in the guest room.
Since she is an important person to the husband, then hurry up and check it out. I think her condition does not seem optimistic."
Ning Ling also reminded Zhang Yifeng with great care. After throwing something out to Zhang Yifeng, he activated the teleportation array to leave the Cheng family.
The blue light soared into the sky forcibly broke through the formation above the Cheng family and fled with Ning Ling, the Black Bear Demon King and a group of little demons.
Zhang Yifeng took the thing that Ning Ling threw with a serious expression. It was a decorative hairpin with a very familiar atmosphere on it, which was from He Yajiao.
Zhang Yifeng's expression suddenly shook, and Ning Ling had no need to lie to him in this matter.
Regardless of the shouts of the Cheng family behind him, he followed the breath on his hairpin and looked for the guest room where He Yajiao was.
Zhang Yifeng was anxious and couldn't help but speed up. He locked his breath in just a few breaths and found this guest room.
When Zhang Yifeng opened the door, he saw that the room was filled with strange red light. When he started to touch it, the burning sensation came.
However, after a moment of grasping, the skin on the palm of the palm was burned red and the tingling sensation came.
And in the center of these red lights, He Yajiao, who Zhang Yifeng was looking for, was lying there, with her delicate face showing a look of pain at this moment.
The frowning eyebrows and the cold sweat on the forehead no longer indicate that He Yajiao's current situation is critical.
Zhang Yifeng was anxious and didn't care about so much, so he grabbed the red light with his hands.
All the red lights that blocked Zhang Yifeng's road were moved away, and after a long period of contact, the skin on Zhang Yifeng's palm had been burned and cracked.
Zhang Yifeng seemed to be unable to feel the pain, and quickly checked He Yajiao's condition, but found that there was nothing unusual about He Yajiao.
Even when He Yajiao's cultivation level was far beyond that when Zhang Yifeng met for the last time in Lingyue Continent, she not only became an immortal, but her cultivation level had actually reached the peak of the Heavenly Immortal Realm.
Zhang Yifeng clearly felt that such a rapid cultivation level was related to the inheritance mentioned by Yan Yunxia, the owner of Yan Yu Tower.
In addition, Zhang Yifeng found a thorn-shaped crystal that was constantly emitting heat in He Yajiao's dantian.
In the dark, Zhang Yifeng felt that this should be the fire spirit obtained by Yanyu Tower in the Fire Feather Forest.
But He Yajiao's current pain has nothing to do with this fire spirit. The heat blast generated by this fire spirit can only be regarded as the tip of the iceberg compared to the red lights in this room.
Thinking of this, Zhang Yifeng showed an anxious look on his face, and finally meeting each other but could only sit and watch the beauty suffer in such pain. It was definitely not Zhang Yifeng's personality.
A decisive look flashed in his eyes, and Zhang Yifeng chose the most dangerous and fastest method among the possibilities that kept flashing through his mind.
This danger is directed at him, and if he is not careful, he will become a vegetable in his life.
But Zhang Yifeng has enough confidence in himself and also trusts He Yajiao.
After thinking about it, Zhang Yifeng sat cross-legged beside He Yajiao, stretched out his fingers and pointed at He Yajiao's eyebrows.
While the spiritual light gathered in his hand, Zhang Yifeng's spiritual consciousness also entered He Yajiao's mind.
After Zhang Yifeng pointed out his spiritual sense, he had already closed his eyes. If he could not come out of He Yajiao's body.
Or if he encounters danger in He Yajiao's sea of consciousness, he will be a vegetative person who will never be reborn and be eternal forever.
Even so dangerous, it cannot stop Zhang Yifeng, even though one who accidentally waits for him is the abyss.
Zhang Yifeng's spiritual consciousness poured into He Yajiao's sea of consciousness. When Zhang Yifeng opened his eyes again, he had already appeared in He Yajiao's sea of consciousness space in the form of spiritual consciousness.
The normal space of consciousness should be blank, but He Yajiao's sea of consciousness has been dyed red at this moment.
Zhang Yifeng turned his figure into his own appearance, pursued the red in the sea of consciousness, and found He Yajiao's spiritual consciousness.
He Yajiao's spiritual consciousness also manifests itself in her own shape, and she meditates cross-legged and shows pain.
Zhang Yifeng showed a sense of perseverance in his eyes, walked to He Yajiao, raised his hand and touched He Yajiao's body.
Suddenly, the two of them had a spiritual sense fusion, and the pain that He Yajiao had suffered also spread to Zhang Yifeng.
Feeling the burning pain of Zhang Yifeng's face was not shaken at all, and he continued to explore deeper into He Yajiao's spiritual sense.
Just as Zhang Yifeng merged into He Yajiao's spiritual sense, He Yajiao, who was receiving inheritance, suddenly opened her eyes.
She looked around and she was still in that strange space, where there was only an endless sea of fire.
And she was on a duckweed in the middle of this sea of fire, enduring the heat of the sea of fire day and night.
But just now she suddenly felt a palpitations, and it seemed that someone who was very important was looking for her.
He felt a little aware of something in his heart, and a look of worry and touching appeared on He Yajiao's face.
If it was really as she guessed...
Chapter completed!