The Road to Slaying God

After Nana tried her best to pull Zhang Yang up, Zhang Yang fell into a deep coma, his whole body was feverish, and his skin was as hot as a soldering iron.

It was already four o'clock in the morning, and two hours had passed. No matter how hard Nana tried, Zhang Yang could not wake up. In fact, Zhang Yang's hot body began to slowly cool down. It seemed that life was passing... This is In a dense forest, the moonlight has been blocked by dark clouds, there is only a faint starlight, and Mount Fuji is very cold in the early morning.

Zhang Yang's body is like the cold air of Mount Fuji, getting colder and colder!

There seemed to be a huge force pulling on his life in the darkness. The damage to his chest made his life more and more fragile. Slowly, the coldness in the darkness seemed to be getting warmer and warmer. Zhang Yang dreamed of his deceased grandma. He dreamed of his parents who were working outside. Zhang Yang had always been in control and endured not to go to his parents for fear of hurting them and breaking their peaceful life. Now, Zhang Yang regrets it very much. He feels that his life It was passing uncontrollably, and the heat was escaping crazily... If he could survive, no matter what happened, he would visit his parents.

no!

I can't die!

Can't die!

Mother! dad! And the grandfather in the country, they don't know their own affairs, they can't die... And Nana, all women don't matter to him, if he dies, they can find another Zhang Yang to replace them, only Na Na will value him, because they are both the only one, the only one in this world!

Nana felt that the body in her arms was gradually getting colder, her body was trembling, she was powerless, powerless!

Tears fell one by one, and the hot tears fell on Zhang Yang's face. She could only watch Zhang Yang's life passing by.

There were no deep feelings, no lasting oaths, no memories of flowers before and under the moon, but only that unique choice. Nana felt as if her heart had been hollowed out... Suddenly!

She saw a pair of bright eyes, which were looking at him in her arms... "You're crying!" Zhang Yang raised his hand with difficulty, stroking this cold face.

"No...no..." Nana sobbed, desperately wiping her tears with her hands, but the tears seemed to be like the gate that could not be closed, desperately flowing out from her eyes and eyelashes. Come out, flow out from the fingers... "It's okay, I won't die, I said, I won't die, you know? I just dreamed of you..." Zhang Yang's body was very weak, and Yang Yang His arm slowly came down and gently stroked Nana's wet hair, which was tangled together without any rules.

"What did you dream about me?" Nana held Zhang Yang's hand tightly, as if she was afraid that Zhang Yang would leave suddenly.

"First I dreamed about my parents, grandpa, haha, and then I dreamed about you. I dreamed about you sitting alone on the beach, day after day, year after year, feeling very lonely, very lonely... …”

"That was just a dream." Nana's body trembled.

"It's a dream, but it's very real, really, very real! I saw your hair slowly turning from blue to white, and I saw the patent leather on the chair you were sitting on slowly peeling off and becoming rusty. It's very blue, but your eyes are very gray... yes, they are very gray..." Zhang Yang sat up vigorously and looked at Nana.

"You just woke up?"

"Yes, I woke up." Zhang Yang nodded affirmatively.

"Well, just wake up, it's just a dream, a dream!" Nana smiled softly, with a lonely look on her face, and the flamboyant dream was her future.

"Yes, it must be a dream, it won't come true!"

"Let's talk about it later." Nana stood up slowly, staggered and almost fell. Zhang Yang's heavy body was lying on her just now, making her whole body numb.

"You take a break first and give me fifteen minutes. Fifteen minutes is enough!"

Zhang Yang motioned to Nana to sit down and put Yin Mei, who was sleeping next to her, next to her. At this time, Yin Mei's silver hair had dried, but it looked very dull, lackluster, and felt lifeless. Obviously, Yin Mei's hair was dry. He had been holding his breath in the water for too long, and Da He's knife on Zhang Yang's body also shocked Yin Mei. Yin Mei now needs energy to compensate for his body.

After Zhang Yang sat down, he began to exercise his skills unscrupulously.

The magical power of "The Immortal Path" is almost a direct fission, creating a huge vortex in the body. The vortex overflows the scope of Zhang Yang's talk without any pause, and madly absorbs the energy in the air. After the energy is absorbed, it is converted into The overall energy needed to repair Zhang Yang's injured internal organs.

Slowly, slowly, the moonlight, starlight, breeze, and even the energy generated by the friction between leaves and air were included in Zhang Yang's absorption range... Zhang Yang converted the energy into the energy his body needed. He was shocked to discover , the capacity of his own energy has actually expanded several times, and the endless energy seems to be poured into a bottomless pit. No matter how crazy he absorbs it, the cells that he fills with energy seem to never be able to be filled up.

Zhang Yang couldn't help but feel ecstatic. Apparently, his battle with Dahe had expanded his ability to absorb energy, just like the expansion of a computer's memory.

Nana looked at Zhang Yang's change in shock.

At first, Zhang Yang was so weak that he couldn't sit still. However, in just one minute, Zhang Yang's pale face turned rosy. Five minutes later, golden light shone around Zhang Yang's body. Although the light was very bright, It was faint, but it was indeed the light emitted by the body, and the surrounding trees seemed to turn golden.

Everything becomes incredible.

What surprised Nana the most was that even the sluggish little Yin Mei became lively and energetic after a few minutes. Her silver hair glowed like a halo, and her dull eyes became condensed and sharp... very Quickly, Yin Mei seemed to have absorbed enough energy. She jumped around Zhang Yang a few times, drew a few dotted lines in the air, and then jumped around a few big trees around her like lightning.

Finally, the cheerful Yin Mei landed on the ground not far from Zhang Yang, and her two claws dug frantically on the ground, looking for some pebbles to swallow... far more than fifteen minutes!

Zhang Yang underestimated the time of his exercise this time. His body was like a tireless machine, desperately absorbing the thin energy within a few kilometers. In nature, although the energy is thin, it is pure. "Immortal Dao" Manman seems to have a preference for the energy of nature, and it transforms it very quickly.

Forty minutes later, Zhang Yang finally opened his eyes. The moment he opened his eyes, two lightning-like golden lights flashed in his eyes, fleeting and fleeting, as bright as meteors at night.

"Here, let me dry your clothes and hair for you."

Zhang Yang looked at Nana's shocked face and smiled, his hands hanging in the air and drawing a curved arc, which seemed to cover Nana's entire body.

Immediately, a warm stream of heat circulated around Nana's body, which was very comfortable. Nana closed her eyes slightly and felt the pleasant feeling brought to her by the warm stream that was like a big hand touching her whole body.

In this moment, the two people's spirits seemed to be fused together, and they could both feel each other's heartbeats.

Time passed slowly, and the clothes on Zhang Yang and Nana were dry. Even the hair on Nana's head was extremely dry. The wet hair became fluffy. Nana combed it gently, and it immediately became like a black streak. The waterfall flows down, extremely smooth... Slowly, Zhang Yang finishes his work.

"Zhang Yang, did you lie to me?" Nana said suddenly, with blame in her words, but it was more of a surprise.

"I... lied to you..." Zhang Yang felt a little confused.

"All the information I have received shows that your martial arts are very poor. It's just that you are very lucky. You can escape from death every time. I didn't expect that you are a liar. Huh! You are so powerful and you still pretend to be a liar. He looks like he's afraid of me."

Nana's angry expression made Zhang Yang's heart beat faster. Her pretty face was full of endless temptation, and Zhang Yang had the urge to kiss Nana, a very strong impulse.

"Don't look!" Nana casually tore off a branch to block Zhang Yang's eyes, looking shy.

"Ahem...are you cold?"

Zhang Yang's face suddenly turned red, he gathered his thoughts, stood up and used brute strength to break a tree as thick as an arm, cut it into several pieces, then used the tipless dagger to cut a stick larger than his thumb, and then , dug another hole in a tree, and started turning the wooden stick in the hole, doing repeated movements.

"What are you doing?" Nana asked curiously.

"Drill wood to make fire."

"..."

(To be continued)