Chapter 950: Die for Respect and Suffer in Life

"Have you noticed something else?"

The discussion continued.

"The island owner's change has only started recently. It has never happened before."

"Yes, and the other thing is that the island owner rarely showed up before, including many times before when she tested poison."

"That's right. Anyway, she has become abnormal since recently."

"Humph!"

Not far away, Zhang Zhishan sneered.

Why did Night Owl's change only start recently?

Because he, Zhang Zhishan, just came to the island recently!

Anyway, for some reason, Zhang Zhishan felt inexplicably satisfied when he heard the group of poison masters on the island talking about it.

And now she is so surprised, tut tut, there will be more times in the future that will surprise you.

Especially when he thought of Ye Xiao leaning on his arms, being obedient and cute, and the two of them appearing in front of these people in pairs, that feeling, that gaze of thousands of people...

Zhang Zhishan narrowed his eyes, and felt that he was about to float up.

Pah.

Suddenly, a slap hit his face.

He was about to get angry, but found that his father was staring at him with a sullen face.

"Stinky boy, what are you doing? Looking at you like that, do you have any thoughts about the island owner?"

"I warn you, little beast, you are not allowed to think about this, otherwise you will die without knowing how." Zhang Chong

knew his son very well.

This has always been a thorn in his heart. He spent too much time on poison attacks, but did not discipline his son.

Hearing this, Zhang Zhishan suddenly became anxious.

"Hmph, father, what are you talking about? Do you look down on your son so much?"

"Also, it's not that I have feelings for her, but she has feelings for me, okay... hmph..."

Zhang Zhishan's jade-like delicate face flushed with anger.

What greeted him was Zhang Chong's contemptuous eyes.

"Why don't you take a piss and look in the mirror to see what kind of virtue you have? Look at your dead body, sissy, and... hey... hmph... okay..."

Zhang Chong rolled his eyes at him and ignored him directly.

"Hmph!"

"Okay, okay, since you look down on me so much, then we'll see." Zhang Zhishan clenched his fists and said, "When Ye Xiao becomes your daughter-in-law, you will regret it."

Yi Feng and Fu Nantian, who were in the space, were completely unaware of the episode outside.

The two of them sat cross-legged on the ground as usual.

"This poison is more powerful than I imagined."

Fu Nantian could not help but sigh as he felt the poison in the space.

Because at this point, even with his strength, he could not completely ignore these poisons.

At this time, Yi Feng beside him stood up.

"What are you doing, kid?" Fu Nantian asked.

"I'm just taking a walk."

Yi Feng stood up and said.

Fu Nantian did not say anything, thinking that Yi Feng was having trouble calming down because of the influence of the poison.

After all, this feeling is like an ant in a hot pot. As the temperature gets higher and higher, it will produce corresponding struggles and movements.

Presumably, it is difficult for Yi Feng to resist the poison.

Anyway, this space is only a hundred feet, and any movement is under his control, so he is not afraid of any problems with Yi Feng, so he follows Yi Feng.

But Yi Feng is useless.

It's just that his legs are numb, and he just wants to walk.

Also, the poison seems to have no effect, and he wants to find the drainage hole.

After all, these toxins must have a hole to drain in, right?

He plans to sit on that hole to get more poisoned.

A hundred feet in radius is equivalent to a distance of more than 300 meters, and 300 meters wide, which is actually not small, so it is enough for Yi Feng to search for a while.

But he looked left and right, but he didn't find the drainage entrance.

Instead, he found a place with a thicker poison mist than before, and Yi Feng sat down on the ground.

However, on the other side, Fu Nantian was in trouble.

He was sitting cross-legged when a mouthful of blood spit out of his mouth.

"Not good."

"That guy found my clone and destroyed it."

Fu Nantian's face was pale, as pale as a piece of white paper. The backlash from the destruction of his clone caused severe damage to his body.

He quickly meditated and adjusted his breathing to suppress the backlash from the destruction of his clone.

But the next moment.

His face changed drastically.

In the process of luck, a trace of black gas also mixed in.

This made him feel bad.

He was hit by the backlash and it rained heavily. The space poison mist, which was not enough to pose a great threat to him, invaded his body.

Although only a trace.

But if it is not expelled, it will also have a huge impact on him.

His face became extremely serious.

Although the clone was destroyed and the foreign enemy attacked, it was not important for him at the moment. On the contrary, it was more important to expel the toxins that had invaded the body.

A circle of faint light began to rise around him.

The spiritual energy circulated in his body one cycle after another, and time passed by in this situation.

"Puff."

Fu Nantian spat out another mouthful of blood.

His face and lips had turned black.

The toxins that had invaded his body had also gone from a trace just now to a point that he could hardly control.

"Damn it, what on earth did these poison-making bastards on the Sky Poison Island get into that they actually developed such a powerful poison!"

"Am I going to capsize in the underworld?"

Fu Nantian, with a dark face, spat out another mouthful of blood, his face full of bitterness, but

he couldn't help cursing in his heart. If it was just a poison that endangered the life of the Hedao realm, even if he was seriously injured by the backlash of the annihilation of his clone, he wouldn't be so desperate.

But the damn thing is that this poison obviously not only endangers the Hedao realm, it is estimated that even a master of the Zhengdao realm in good condition will be in trouble here, or even worse.

Because no matter what, he is a saint, even a seriously injured saint is still a saint!

It is conceivable what kind of concept a poison that can affect a saint is.

Because of this, these toxins became the last straw that broke Fu Nantian's back.

Finally, Fu Nantian's internal strength could not be used, his body turned black, and breathing became difficult. He collapsed to the ground like a pool of mud.

"Boy, I'm in trouble myself, let alone saving you. I'm afraid you will die from this poison."

Fu Nantian looked in the direction of Yi Feng and said with a bitter face, "So you're on your own."

Gradually, he became weaker and weaker, and more and more confused.

Just when he was about to lose consciousness, footsteps suddenly came from the side.

"Ah, old man, what's wrong with you?"

"I'm fine, but you're dying?"

"No way, are you that weak? Are you a fake Hedao Realm?"

The owner of the voice was Yi Feng.

After hearing Yi Feng's words, Fu Nantian, who was already at the end of his strength, spit out another mouthful of blood.

This time,

he was completely angry.

If he hadn't been unable to speak due to the poison, he really wanted to get up and shout: I'm a saint!

Of course,

he was still very confused and shocked in his heart. Why didn't this kid have any problems? Wasn't

he in the Hedao Realm?

What was going on?

Logically, even the Zhengdao Realm couldn't withstand this poison, so how could this kid withstand it?

The next moment, he felt his mouth being forcibly pried open by Yi Feng.

Then, a bunch of herbs were piled in his mouth and were forced down by Yi Feng.

What the hell?

Fu Nantian was confused.

This is herbs?

This guy wants to save me?

No way?

Fu Nantian felt extremely complicated. He originally planned to save Yi Feng so that Yi Feng would be grateful and become his disciple.

Now, Yi Feng is the one who saves him?

And more. When

he stuffed herbs into my mouth, didn’t he see my face?

Didn’t he know who I was?

Shit, shit.

Where can I put my old face?

How can I accept disciples?

What made Fu Nantian most desperate was that this herb seemed to be effective?

After the herbs entered his body, he felt like a stream of fresh water had flowed into a dry riverbed, and his condition improved instantly.

Damn.

Is it really effective?

When Fu Nantian thought that he might really be saved by Yi Feng, he felt that he was going to die. He

even wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

No.

Let me die!

Fu Nantian roared in his heart, and he was really dying for face and suffering in life.

You provided the great god Feng Lingbei. You are already level 1000, and the highest level outside is 30.