C4817 What Kind of Realization Was This!
C4817 What Kind of Realization Was This!
If he had to risk his "vital energy being greatly damaged" to help an abandoned young master of the Zong Clan, this sort of thing could only exist in his dreams; it was impossible for it to happen.
"Are we really going to ask for Zhang Xiaofann's help to resolve these Vital Spirit Mass in my body?!"
Chen Qidong clenched his teeth and looked at Chen Zhonghu with mixed emotions.
At this moment, Chen Zhonghu's complexion was not much better than Chen Qidong's. At the same time, his complexion was extremely ugly.
To be honest, if there really was any feasible way in front of him, then he, Chen Zhonghu, was also unwilling to lower his head and take the humiliation for himself by coming to the door to beg Zhang Xiaofann to come out!
However, as of right now, unless he did not care about Chen Qidong, he would not care about Chen Qidong's life.
If he didn't, then he would have to go beg Zhang Xiaofann with a face that was as thick as an old man's...
"Let's wait a while longer and see..."
"Although we can't think of any way to break this Vital Spirit Mass right now, maybe in a few days, I'll be able to find this method …"
Saying that, Chen Zhonghu sighed deeply. He clearly knew that this was only a plan to delay the war.
Right now, he was racking his brains but he couldn't come up with a solution. He didn't believe that he would be able to come up with a solution in the next few days …
Right now, as time passed, those Vital Spirit Mass had already surrounded Chen Qidong.
These air masses were like time bombs that had been set off. If he were to delay them for another minute, he might even lose his life!
However, Chen Zhonghu recalled the harsh words he had said in front of Zhang Xiaofann. He really didn't want to put down his pride and turn around to beg Zhang Xiaofann!
If he really did say the word "beg" out loud, then it would mean that Chen Zhonghu would completely lower his head to Zhang Xiaofann. In the future, he would really lose all of his face in this Chinese Cultivation Realm …
However, even though the thoughts in his mind were extremely complicated and full of mixed feelings, Chen Zhonghu still treated Chen Qidong's wound the first time he saw it.
However, it was on this night that Chen Qidong was unable to sleep or eat in peace.
Putting everything aside, the pain from his wounds, the fear and worry from the "time bombs" hidden in his body, all these made Chen Qidong unable to close his eyes for the whole night …
"..."
Hangcheng, Nine Dragons Gang Headquarters —
"Master Zhang, do you think that kid, Chen Qidong, will actually behave himself and come over to beg us?!"
Shao Wenqiang was holding a roasted kidney in his hand. As he ate, he asked in a probing tone.
"Hehe …"
"That depends on how conscious Chen Qidong is!"
Zhang Xiaofann picked up the beer glass in front of him and gulped down a mouthful of beer.
"How much realization do you have? "What is it, Master Zhang..."