Chapter 141: I can’t manage it, there’s still Eldest Brother!

Chapter 141: I can’t manage it, there’s still Eldest Brother!

A group of people surrounded Zhang Feixuan and the three of them in panic, the rotting faces as well as the stench of the dead close to their eyes and noses made a few people’s faces change.

Gao Siju’s footsteps moved, borrowing a point from the wall behind him, his body refracted a long way up and was about to jump out of this crowd, but just as his body reached a high altitude, it suddenly lurched again and landed down at an even faster speed.

The two looked over in confusion.

“It’s full of people.”

Gosseiju’s voice was smooth, and among the smoothness was a hint of ‘you’re dead’ desperation.

Wang Qi was looking towards the front when the pupils of his eyes shrunk.

He was tall and could see that since these people had surrounded them, in the back of the street that should have been empty, a dense crowd had filled the street, leaving no room for them to escape.

“Save us!”

These rotting dead people came closer and closer, further squeezing their space, seeing that there was no more space to occupy.

Although they didn’t know what these rotting dead people wanted to do, they knew that if they were approached by these people, they wouldn’t be able to get away with it.

“Lao San! Take us to fly out!” Zhang Feixuan shouted hurriedly.

Wang Qizheng directly grew thin wings from his back, grabbed Zhang Feixuan and Gao Siju with both hands, legs and feet back crouched, and with the force, he jumped straight up in the air above, and with a flap of his thin wings, he flew above.

The number was even higher, as long as they flew up, then everything would be fine.

Those rotten people saw the people flying, subconsciously reaching upwards to grab them.

Gao Sijutsu curled his body into a ball and managed to dodge these people’s hands.

On the contrary, it was Zhang Feixuan who didn’t have time to dodge and was grabbed by a rotting hand by the ankle.

As that hand grabbed, people on all sides, like mirror images, uniformly reached out and grabbed him.

Those hands were riddled with holes, rotting to the point where they could not be seen, and the fingertips even had strange maggots sprouting out of them, climbing onto Zhang Feixuan’s pants leg.

This made him feel a wave of nausea.

No matter how wretched he was, he had always maintained his cleanliness with the appearance of a rich nobleman, and this kind of thing, he hated the most!

“Let go of me!”

Zhang Feixuan subconsciously opened his folding fan, and blood qi exploded in his hand to chop off this hand that was grabbing him.

But just as he was about to move, his eyes happened to meet with the eyes of these rotting corpses, causing him to freeze for no reason.

As a matter of fact, he had seen a lot of this kind of dead people, even if these dead people that were pressurized into a piece, at most it would make his scalp numb, but not so much that it would make his heart fluctuate, even if these dead people were alive!
This kind of thing, at best, is considered to be a zombie that just swindled out of the body, may not even count as a zombie, just a large number.

Even if these people were connected to the mortals within the real General City, but so what, it was just a district of mortals, killing a few rotting corpses for the sake of their own safety, it was nothing, right?

Suzaku wasn’t here, and Elder Brother wasn’t even here.
Killing these carrion corpses would, at most, cause a few mortals to die, and he could escape with his life.

However
Zhang Feixuan just couldn’t lay his hands on them.

Those eyes were also rotten, and some of them had even fallen out, but the look revealed in them was familiar to him.

That year, when there was a sudden flood and the people in the city died, as a survivor, he also wore this kind of look for the clans that had rushed to the city.

Prayer, expectation, and longing .
Zhang Feixuan’s hand stopped, he froze and looked at these densely packed rotting corpses that he could not see the number of people, no matter how many they were, but their movements were the same, all of them raised their heads, no matter whether they had eyes or not, that demeanor could not be faked.

They are also praying for redemption.
Just like yourself back then.

“It’s too late for me to clean the snow in front of my door!” Zhang Feixuan gritted his teeth, his stopped hand gripping the folding fan tightly, about to fan the blood blade, but inexplicably, how could he not exert it.

Immortals are made of mortals.
In his mind, inexplicably, the words of his senior brother rang out. Who back then was not a mortal ah.

He was also a mortal back then, if at that time, someone like the elder brother, is really to rescue him, but like a scapegoat thrown into the water, perhaps his fate is not the same.

“What are you doing, ouch!” Wang Qizheng shrieked.

Zhang Feixuan released his grip on him at this moment, and struck at him with force, dragging him a little higher while landing himself on the ground.

He opened his folding fan and fanned it towards his body in an exceptionally graceful manner, “You guys go you guys, today I really don’t believe in evil!”

“Lao Er, what are you mad about!”

Wang Qizheng roared in disbelief, wanting to go down and continue to catch Zhang Feixuan, but where is the time, the boundless carrion corpses, at the moment stretching out their hands, are waiting for him to land.

“Row! Old me doesn’t care about you! Seek your own fortune!” Wang Qizheng clenched his teeth, lifted his wings and flew away from this realm.

“I still need you to care? I’m the second senior brother.”

Zhang Feixuan shook his head and wanted to slap himself again, but the hands of the group of rotting corpses had already touched him.

“Save us ah Da Xian!”

“We don’t want to die!”

“There’s a demon, there’s a demon, Da Xian!”

Zhang Feixuan, who was drowned by the rotting corpses, could only hear these people repeating these words, and as more hands were on him, his consciousness became more and more lax.

The clothes on his body, too, began to gradually rot, becoming the same as this group of rotting corpses.

Without his senior brother’s invulnerability to all laws, without the Great Dao Fire, and unlike Suzaku who had obtained a magic treasure refined with his senior brother’s mana, he was not supposed to come down in the first place.

Zhang Feixuan felt a pang of regret in his heart for no reason.

Why did he suddenly change his mind.
He was really possessed!
Now that he was surrounded by these rotting corpses, he was really going to be finished.

What’s the point of being a hero? He’s not a big brother. He’s not worthy of it.
I’m not a big brother, do I deserve it?
“Don’t be afraid!”

In the group of rotting corpses, Zhang Feixuan violently shouted, “I am Zhang Feixuan, the second disciple of the Golden Immortal Sect, our Golden Immortal Sect is the best at helping the world and saving people, I won’t lose you guys and go, come on! Tell me what danger you are in, I’ll take care of it for you!”

Along with the voice, a ball of blood qi exploded, shocking these carrion corpses to retreat backward, leaving a little gap for Zhang Feixuan.

Ignoring the rags on his body, he fanned his folding fan and stood with one hand negatively behind his back, his torso standing straight.

“Gods don’t care I’ll take care of it!”

“I’ll take care of it if God doesn’t care!”

“I can’t control it, but I still have my senior, he can definitely control it!”

“Look at me, I’m so handsome, you know I’m not a liar! If I were, I’d have left long ago!”

Zhang Feixuan didn’t know where he got the courage from, so he shouted, “Calm down, speak slowly, I will save you!”

Whether or not they are qualified, whether or not they can be saved, is no longer in the realm of Zhang Feixuan’s thinking.

In the moment when his consciousness was about to disappear, the only thing that was in his mind were the words and actions of his eldest senior brother.

As well as
the scenarios of those sect disciples he had encountered when he was a mortal.

Back then, they did not save.

Now.
I can save!
Who said that Qi Refining and Cultivation had to be the same as those people!
He, Zhang Feixuan, can’t be the same as Eldest Brother?
(End of chapter)