Fairy cultivator with counterattack

Chapter 207 Chapter 207 Qianru's Miserable Experience

Chao Qingyin showed his kindness to Cao Zong, and the three male monks beside him had a sharp light in their eyes, and they gave Cao Zong a vicious look.

Cao Zong didn't seem to see these three gazes, he just smiled lightly, noncommittal.

Zuo Suiyun immediately said, "It's time, let's set off quickly, after all, it will be even more troublesome at night."

At this time, Zhang Rong'er discovered that among the accompanying people, the men's cultivation might have reached the Nascent Soul Stage, while the women were either talented or had good cultivation, and there was even a woman in the Nascent Soul Stage.

Zhang Rong'er and Cao Zongluo glanced at each other, a light flashed in their eyes, and then they walked leisurely behind a group of people.

Just as the group of people was about to leave the gate of the city and walk all the way west, at this moment, a ray of light flashed ahead, and the next moment, a man and a woman appeared directly in front of them.

Originally, it was just a casual look, but it turned out that the look up was really not about enemies not getting together. The man and woman who walked over were none other than Zhang Qianru and Zhang Tianhe.

At this moment, both Zhang Qianru and Zhang Tianhe were in a panic. Zhang Tianhe's face was splashed by the rotten liquid of the water monster. Although he was a Nascent Soul cultivator, he still hadn't completely healed the injured area. So every day, Zhang Tianhe went through such a process, watching his face rotten little by little, rotten into a pile of rotten flesh, and then, as he condensed his true energy to give birth to his body, he slowly healed the wound on his face. It was repaired, but after he was exhausted, the next moment, the repaired face slowly rotted again.

This went on and on again, and Zhang Tianhe had no way to concentrate on retreating to get rid of the poison when he was fleeing for his life at sea. In this way, Zhang Tianhe has been in excruciating pain every day for almost a month of traveling at sea.

After all, I watched my face rot, facing such a process, I must be scared in my heart.

However, they can't stop yet. Who knows if they stop, will they be overtaken by the water monster?

Fortunately, they were lucky, they didn't encounter any danger along the way just relying on a small boat magic weapon that Zhang Tianhe had obtained.

When the danger was gradually eliminated, Zhang Tianhe found that his face could never get better again.

If he wanted to keep his face intact, there was only one way, he kept pushing his true energy to produce skin and flesh.

However, this is obviously impossible. After all, everyone has a time when their strength and true energy are exhausted.

Not to mention that Zhang Tianhe had to use his true energy to activate the magic weapon.

Thinking of this, Zhang Tianhe's mood improved a little.

However, when he thought of his face, his expression couldn't help but change.

At this time, Zhang Tianhe's face had just recovered, so he looked personable, mature and stable. Zhang Qianru said timidly, "No, no, why would I dislike it?"

At this time, they had just escaped not long ago, and Zhang Tianhe hadn't let Zhang Qianru thoroughly see the rotten process of the wound on his face.

Zhang Tianhe's face, bit by bit, rotted at a speed visible to the naked eye.

As the skin turned into rotten flesh bit by bit, Zhang Qianru's eyes widened in fright. At the end, when she realized it, she screamed and hurriedly kicked Zhang Tianhe.

Zhang Tianhe was caught off guard, and was immediately kicked away by Zhang Qianru.

Zhang Tianhe fell to the side, excruciating pain, and said, "Ru'er, you...you..."

Zhang Qianru looked at Zhang Tianhe's face in horror, and she even felt the smell of rotting flesh on Zhang Tianhe's face.

How can it be so disgusting?It's disgusting, is there any?
Zhang Qian couldn't care less about pretending at this time, she was so frightened that she couldn't help taking a few steps back.

And it was these few steps that made Zhang Tianhe angry.

Zhang Tianhe was just an unknown boy in his early years. Because of Liu's vanity, he was deliberately led towards powerful people. How could people pay attention to him because of his family background?
Those with better self-cultivation will naturally be polite and send people away, while those with less self-cultivation will inevitably be ridiculed and ridiculed.

As a result, Zhang Tianhe developed a character of self-esteem and low self-esteem.

Seen by Zhang Qianru's disgusted look, Zhang Tianhe was really angry.

No, no, he is already a Nascent Soul cultivator, he is powerful, who would dare to laugh at him?Who dares to look down on him?
In this way, almost a month passed, and the two of them really came to Yunxiao Continent.

But Zhang Qianru, at this time, said to Zhang Tianhe that she hated it as much as she hated it.

When Zhang Qianru was being bullied by Zhang Tianhe, Cao Zong always appeared in her mind.

Cao Zong was tall and strong, handsome and noble, and his cultivation base was still unpredictable.

Why?Why does such a man turn out to be Zhang Ronger's man?Zhang Ronger, you are not as beautiful as I am, not as smart as I am, and not as popular with men as I am. You don't deserve such a good man.

Such a man should belong to her, Zhang Qianru!
The more Zhang Qianru was tortured by Zhang Tianhe, the hatred for Zhang Ronger deepened in her heart.

At this moment, Zhang Qianru's face twisted when she saw Cao Zong and Zuo Suiyun beside Zhang Rong'er at the gate of Yunxiao City.

Why is she suffering, and beside Zhang Rong'er, there are two men who are as perfect as gods?
Not to mention Cao Zong, he was born noble, he is a royal family after all, and a monk is so profound.

But Zhang Qianru has never seen the man beside Zhang Ronger before, but seeing the clothes, the aura, and the admiring eyes of the women next to him, Zhang Qianru knew that the identity of this man must be extraordinary .

When Zhang Qian was like this, her eyes almost rolled down with envy.

(End of this chapter)