Pushing forward and being invincible: starting from adding points in the dream

Chapter 143: Escape from thousands of miles and finally return to Nanjiang

Two days and two nights.

It’s a journey of one thousand kilometers, and it’s in the wilderness, with constant detours.

The three of them did not rest for a moment, their eyes were bloodshot and they looked exhausted, and they continued on their journey with the unconscious Li Tong and Zhao Jushan.

The energy for the flying car is about to run out, however.

"almost."

Lin Xiaoyun gripped the steering wheel tightly and rushed into the forest. All the smoke and noise were quietly blocked by the green shade.

"This is Luohe City."

"In another hundred kilometers, we will be in the suburbs of Nanjiang."

The tired voice could not hide the excitement. Lin Xiaoyun couldn't help but look in the rearview mirror and saw Chen Feng, who had some stubble.

She knew very well that they were able to escape so far only because of each other.

At every critical moment, you can detect the enemy's position in advance and avoid it in time.

Later, when they encountered the enemy several times, it was the enemy who took Zhao Tingxiao with him to carry out the decapitation operation and leave quickly.

"Turn left."

Chen Feng suddenly spoke, his voice becoming a little hoarse.

Looking closely, his eyes were much dimmer, having lost most of their former divine light.

There were many blood spots on the body wrapped in the coat, and the same was true for the black trousers on the lower body, which looked even darker after drying.

Those were nutrients that splashed out from others and continued to bloom in him.

The progress of the three talents except perception was improving, but he had no time to look at them in detail.

Whoosh! !

The car was speeding, and Lin Xiaoyun obeyed the order to turn left and circle around the forest.

The blocker in his perception failed to notice that the distance between the two sides was getting farther and farther.

The Feilong Group chased him all the way, but gradually, Chen Feng felt a little confused.

The pursuers were getting fewer and fewer.

He was not sure whether the other party was short of manpower and gradually gave up the pursuit, or whether there were other ambushes.

His mental strength was almost exhausted, and he no longer had much energy to think about the key points.

For a moment, there was silence in the car.

Zhao Tingxiao, whose body was also stained with blood, stared at the road ahead with wide eyes and slapped himself several times to prevent himself from falling asleep.

Lin Xiaoyun suppressed her fatigue and continued to step on the accelerator.

Gradually, the mountain forest road came to a brief end, and the distance was shortened by another fifty kilometers.

As the suburbs of Nanjiang were getting closer, the three of them were feeling an indescribable emotion of returning home.

call out! ! !
However, at this moment.

A missile flew through the air, and Chen Feng's eyes changed slightly, giving a warning.

boom! ! !
The ground was sunken and gravel was flying everywhere.

The trees at the end of the forest were all charred and exploded, falling down.

The car that barely avoided the missile was hit by the aftermath. The car body was twisted and deformed, and rolled on the ground for several circles, breaking the roots and green trees along the way.

Whoosh! ! !
A gray round-cabin aircraft appeared in the air, followed by four or five flying cars.

The weaponized warrior was suspended in the air on a single-person flying vehicle, holding a silver briefcase and looking down at the earth warily.

The guns were turned one after another, and someone spoke excitedly.

"These guys are really stupid. They actually let us succeed in our ambush."

"It's mainly because Captain Xu made a good plan and asked us to wait outside Nanjiang in advance."

Excited voices continued to ring out, and the mechanical warriors overlooking from mid-air did not stop them.

They fled all the way and consumed a lot of energy.

It can be said that the other party is already trapped in a jar.

As the captain of this pursuit team, he must have made great contributions and has a bright future.

click!
Finally, the smoke and dust on the ground dissipated.

It can be seen that the twisted and deformed door of the speeding car was kicked open by someone.

Glass shards were scattered all over the floor, and a light coughing sound was heard.

There were two men and one woman, and although they were covered in dust, their injuries were not serious.

The unconscious old man and the strong man were carried on his shoulders. The mechanical warrior narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the burly young man in the middle.

Raise your hand and wave.

Without any nonsense, he directly ordered his men to launch missiles, intending to end the other party's life once and for all.

Click!

The sound of loading the gun rang out, and Lin Xiaoyun could not help but close her eyes in despair. Zhao Tingxiao stared at the face of the weapon warrior.

But Chen Feng, who was also targeted, showed a relaxed smile.

call out! ! !
The missile broke through the air and hit an unprotected aircraft in mid-air.

There was a loud explosion and flames shot into the sky.

The mechanical warriors in mid-air dodged in panic, and several pieces of machine wreckage fell straight down.

"who is it!!"

He shouted in shock and anger, and everyone looked over.

The sound of rustling footsteps was heard.

One after another, figures dressed in black combat uniforms appeared, including strong men with guns who had been injected with enhancers, as well as men in suits who had been mechanically modified and carried rocket launchers.

In addition, several figures appeared.

The loose black suits were opened and thrown away, and the two burly and tall silver-steel-level cyborgs stared coldly at the flying dragon weapon in the air.

A young man in casual clothes walked out slowly and came to Chen Feng's side.

"It's rare to see you so embarrassed."

A teasing voice, a familiar face.

Chen Feng smiled, feeling that his tense nerves could finally relax, and the fatigue in his limbs continued to surge up.

"give it to me."

They looked at each other for a moment, and a complex expression flashed in their eyes.

Lin Hao looked up at the mechanical warrior and the flying cars, his expression gradually calmed down.

"Leave no one behind."

Bang! ! !
Explosions shot up into the sky, silver and steel hit in succession.

Zhao Tingxiao was filled with doubts and suddenly felt his body sink. He turned his head to look.

I don’t know when the reassuring senior brother fell asleep.

No matter how violent the noise here was, he just leaned on himself, with his brows relaxed, his eyes closed, and his breathing even.

For a moment, relief and guilt arose.

Zhao Tingxiao and Lin Xiaoyun looked at each other and both knew it.

They came back alive.

Two days later.

Inside the mountain gate courtyard of Yanhuliu.

One by one, true disciples appeared, some with broken arms in plaster, and some with gauze wrapped around their heads.

Cao Tong stood under the eaves with a cane, his face anxious and a little pale.

"If you ask me, why don't we dismiss all the disciples?"

Wei Ping, the Third True Master, who was sitting at the stone table, suddenly spoke, his face in his forties full of worry.

After these words were spoken, several people frowned.

"Third Brother, what do you mean?"

After two days' rest, Lin Xiaoyun had already recovered her energy.

She was wearing a red palace dress, and her eyes narrowed slightly with some anger when she heard the words.

Zhao Tingxiao on the side had the same expression. Thanks to the appearance of Lin Hao and the security company's personnel two days ago, they were able to return to Nanjiang safely.

Unexpectedly, the situation of the school was more serious than they expected.

"That's not what I meant, Junior Sister Lin."

His expression was sad and he gave a wry smile.

Wei Ping, the Third True Master, looked around at the crowd and the tightly closed courtyard door. He quickly shook his head and explained, "A few days ago, a group of mysterious people suddenly attacked the mountain gate and the martial arts hall. The Third Elder was seriously injured and has not recovered yet."

"Now we have the formidable enemy of the Flying Dragon School, which could appear at any time. Our junior master is missing, and the sect leader is in a coma. We can't take care of the mountain gate and the martial arts hall at all."

"My idea is to let those ordinary disciples who are not core members leave as soon as possible, so as to avoid being implicated as well."

The tone was sad, and Lin Xiaoyun's expression eased a little. She understood what the other party meant.

Save some sparks for the school, so that there will be a chance to start over. "What Third Brother said makes some sense, but..."

Wu Shuang, whose left arm was in a cast, shook his head, his face pale, and it was obvious that he was seriously injured: "Our Yanhu Clan is in a precarious situation right now. If we spread the word, some people will leave."

"By then, I'm afraid it won't be something you and I can control."

His tone was calm, but everyone could hear the worry in it.

Sighs were heard one after another, and finally Zhang Guiyuan, the second true disciple who was sitting on the stone bench, shook his head and spoke.

"Both Junior Brother Wei and Junior Sister Wu have a point, but what exactly is going on?"

"Let's wait until Junior Brother Chen wakes up."

He touched his empty left sleeve, and found that his black hair had turned a little gray without him noticing.

Perceiving all this clearly, Chen Feng, who was lying in the courtyard, opened his eyes.

Two days of sleep.

Because of the huge consumption, he couldn't even enter the dream state.

He had woken up several minutes ago, his energy fully restored, and he could hear the conversation outside the door.

"Mystery man"

Thinking of the situation mentioned by Wei Ping, the Third True Transmitter, several guesses emerged in Chen Feng's mind.

The time when the mountain gate and the martial arts hall were attacked coincided with their meeting at the Yungang venue, which made him think more.

And the disappearance of my junior uncle is also very strange.

Shaking his head, not knowing the answer, Chen Feng once again thought of the existence of Feilongliu.

There is a grandmaster in charge, and there may even be more than one.

A large group was also established behind the scenes, and it has close relations with the Provincial Joint Council of Yungang.

For a moment, the slight peace that came with returning to Nanjiang was diluted, and Chen Feng felt a certain amount of pressure again.

The battle at the venue that day had already made him understand that in a fight between dragons and tigers, only one can survive.

Therefore, he knew that Feilongliu would come to Nanjiang sooner or later and take action against them.

The thought flashed through his mind, and he finally looked at the panel.

[Blue Armor LV3: 85/100]

[Cyberbone LV2: 97/100]

[Heart of Glory LV2: 25/100]

A battle at the venue, followed by an escape.

The dead provided him with nutrients of fear, and the flying weapons of the group of mechanical warriors also allowed Cyborg to grow again.

Besides that, Heart of Glory.

Several major battles were fought, perhaps because the opponent was only at the True Meaning level, or perhaps because of the talent upgrade.

The glory points obtained were not much, less than he had imagined.

His gaze stayed on this for a few seconds, and Chen Feng gradually had some ideas in his mind.

He couldn't just sit there and wait for death, nor could he watch the Flame Tiger Flow fall apart.

so.
Maybe until some arrangements are put into place.

It's time for him to go out and seek nourishment for these talents.

The thought flashed through his mind, and he immediately stood up, put on his black coat, and pushed open the door.

Crunch!

When the voice rang out, all the true disciples who were talking stopped what they were doing and looked over.

"Brother!"

Zhao Tingxiao was the most excited. Perhaps he himself did not realize that since when, the word "senior brother" was no longer difficult to pronounce.

Lin Xiaoyun was also somewhat surprised. Among the crowd present, perhaps only he and Junior Brother Zhao could truly appreciate how powerful Junior Brother Chen was.

"Junior Brother Chen!"

"Junior Brother Chen, you finally woke up!"

"Brother Chen, are you hungry?"

Voices rang out one after another. Cao Tong followed Zhao Tingxiao to the side and asked. The other true disciples also showed similar respect.

They all heard Lin Xiaoyun and the others talk about escaping and returning. Regardless of whether the other information was true or not, at least the truth was that he was at the level of a sect leader.

Just for this reason, as long as Chen Feng doesn't destroy the Yanhu Liu, they will not object to anything he says.

"Take me to see Master and the others first." Chen Feng shook his head slightly, responded one by one, and then spoke.

Everyone was stunned, and Zhao Tingxiao quickly led the way forward.

Walking slowly through the crowd, Chen Feng suddenly stopped and glanced at the injuries of everyone.

Thanks to today's advanced technology and the help of secret medicines, most injuries are no longer considered serious and there is a chance of full recovery.

But
After taking a look at the disappeared left arm of the second true disciple Zhang Guiyuan, his eyes fluctuated a little.

"It doesn't matter. I have no hope of breaking through the true meaning anyway."

Zhang Guiyuan shook his head and said calmly, the surrounding disciples had complicated expressions.

There were two masters of the true meaning among that group of mysterious people. Otherwise, Second Senior Brother wouldn't have lost an arm.

Chen Feng was silent for a moment, and finally continued walking.

Following Zhao Tingxiao, they walked into the small courtyard next door. There were two core disciples guarding there. Li Shi, the mountain gate manager wearing a gray robe, was decocting medicine inside and was busy running around.

"Big Brother!"

"Chen personally taught!"

Amid the voices coming one after another, Chen Feng nodded slightly and walked in.

There were three wooden beds, and the master and Zhao Jushan had been changed into clean clothes.

Although he was still weak, pale and had not yet regained consciousness, he was better than at the beginning.

In comparison, it was Third Uncle.

He was wearing a grey robe and lying flat on the wooden bed on the right.

His hands and feet were intact and his breathing was steady, but if you looked closely, you could see veins on his face turning slightly black, as if he had been poisoned.

"Third Uncle, this is..."

“No poison.”

Li Shi said seriously: "This is what happened after the fight with the mysterious man that day. We thought it was poisoning at first, but we used a lot of antidotes and they didn't work."

"We then used instruments to test and took blood samples, but no toxins were found, which was very strange."

Chen Feng frowned slightly when he heard this.

Amplifying his perception, he soon noticed something unusual.

Rather than saying that the veins were black, it would be more accurate to say that it was a black gas that remained in Third Uncle's body.

An inexplicable intuition came to him, and Chen Feng reached out and placed his hand on the other person's forehead.

In an instant, the black gas moved slightly, and it was actually drawn out of Third Uncle's body and merged into his palm.

Pupils contract, the next second.

[You gain a trace of the power of the dead! ]

[From the faith of a messenger of the evil god of the abyss - Crow of the Dead]

[How to use: After accumulation is complete, use it in a dream]

[Effect: You can enter the dream world for the second time and briefly enter the secret realm of the dead]

[Power of the Dead: 5/100]

A prompt suddenly appeared on the panel, and a black line shaped like a crow appeared on the palm of the left palm.

Chen Feng's heart was shocked, and most of his doubts disappeared.

Crows of the Dead, the Church of the Evil God.

Songheliu's murder accusation, the Shenwu League's presence
For some reason, he once again thought of the black crow that had once spied on him maliciously.

"Senior brother?"

Not knowing what he was thinking, Zhao Tingxiao noticed that he was in a daze and asked worriedly.

Shaking his head, Chen Feng indicated that everything was fine.

Looking at the Third Elder again, the veins on his face were still black, but Chen Feng could sense that the vitality in his body was recovering.

It's only a matter of time before he wakes up.

As for the two people around him, they obviously did not notice the existence of the power of the dead.

"Let's go."

Probably having the answer, Chen Feng walked away.

Finally, back to the hospital.

He summoned all the true disciples and began to discuss the matters concerning the mountain gate.

(End of this chapter)