"I...I didn't mean it!"

Dong Xiaodao slipped to the ground against the wall, tears flowing out. The three guys next to him stepped forward and patted his shoulders, each with regretful expressions, as if he was saying goodbye to his body.

Not far away, Sneck and Mike were tied up by the bed sheets and leaned against the wall. Seeing this scene, they couldn't stop laughing.

"That kid is over. Go back and the lady will pass by. He will have a good harvest!" Sneke laughed and mocked.

Mike followed the conversation and mocked: "Don't wait for the lady to pass the door. The rules of the Dark Night Gate are extremely strict. It's comparable to those of our Xuanhun Sect. It's probably not long before he will be arrested!"

"Hahaha..." The two of them laughed again.

Dong Xiaodao felt even more uncomfortable, and he was crying, so he simply lay on the ground and looked dead.

However, Snake and Mike laughed for a short time and stopped laughing.

"Miss cannot pass the door!"

"Miss can't marry Zhang Feng!"

After the two of them shouted, they looked at each other in a complaining way, complaining that the other party had said the wrong thing, and then they almost started fighting, but they were tied up and could not move.

At this time, Zhang Feng's voice came from the next room, causing their farce to come to an abrupt end.

"What are you doing? It's so annoying!"

In the room, Zhang Feng, who was lying on the bed, opened his eyes, his eyes were still sharp, but compared with his wrinkles and an old face that looked like an old man in his sixties or seventies, it seemed a huge difference, making people feel uncomfortable to look at.

"Honey, you are awake, do you want to drink water?" Ye Qingxuan directly left Chang Wenxin, squatted beside the bed, and squeezed out a smile so that Zhang Feng could see the most beautiful herself.

Zhang Feng smiled and wanted to get up, but found that his arm had no strength at all. He tried to activate the true energy. The true energy that was originally filled with every corner of his body became soft and there was no one in total.

"I... bring a mirror!" Zhang Feng said in a deep voice.

When Ye Qingxuan heard this, she cried again, lowering her head to prevent Zhang Feng from seeing it.

Chang Wenxin walked to the bed and sat down, looked at Zhang Feng, and said, "Oh, old man, what kind of mirror do you look in?"

Zhang Feng sat up with a force, frowned and asked, "Am I very old?"

"Well, I'm seventy years old. I've been following you for eight lifetimes. You'd better not marry me. I'll go back to the United States tomorrow." Chang Wenxin looked disdainful, but her worried look still betrayed her.

Zhang Feng closed his eyes and pondered for a while, looked up at Ding Xiaoshan: "Go and get the mirror!"

Ding Xiaoshan did not dare to disobey Zhang Feng's orders, so he hurriedly went to find the mirror. Finally, he took off the large mirror in the bathroom and moved it over and placed it at the foot of the bed.

In the mirror, an old man was sitting on the bed, his skin was covered with wrinkles, his skin was gray, and even faint age spots appeared on his forehead...

"Sure enough, the consequences of overdrawing of vitality are getting worse and worse. It seems that I don't have much time left." Zhang Feng shook his head and reached out to pat Ye Qingxuan on the shoulder.

"Husband, I won't leave. You're dead. I'll accompany you. Let's be your companion on the road to the underworld. In the next life, I will be husband and wife!" Ye Qingxuan tried hard to smile, sat by the bed, and hugged Zhang Feng's waist.

"Idiot, fool." Zhang Feng shook his head and sighed, and decided not to persuade him again.

It's worth it to have a woman who is willing to die with her.

"Sect Master, there is still a way, right?" Ding Xiaoshan's eyes were red and his voice trembled.

Zhang Feng looked at him and smiled indifferently, "Unless you can find a way to restore your vitality, I am dead. You go and get paper and pen. I want to make a will. In addition, you use your mobile phone to shoot videos!"

"Master of the Sect, no!" Ding Xiaoshan shouted anxiously.

"Go quickly!" Zhang Feng growled in an unquestionable tone.

Ding Xiaoshan had no choice but to put down the mirror, and went to the TV cabinet to find the hotel guestbook and pen, took it over and put it in front of Zhang Feng. Hesitated for a moment, and wanted to grab it back, but was frightened by Zhang Feng's eyes and retreated aside.

"Xiaoshan, take a video!"

Zhang Feng picked up the pen, left the guest book on his legs, raised his head and said lightly.

In an instant, Ding Xiaoshan burst into tears. The man didn't cry easily, but he was not sad. The guy took out his cell phone, but squatted on the ground and started crying.

"Why are you crying? Life is a certain amount. God wants me to die, and I can't resist." Zhang Feng patted Ye Qingxuan's little hand, picked up the pen, and started writing.

The first sentence to write: Zhang Feng, the 73rd generation sect leader of the Dark Night Sect, passed on the position of the sect leader to Xue Chen, the leader of Shangzi Hall, and it will take effect today...

"Slow down!"

A delicate shout came from outside the door, which made Zhang Feng shake it, and pulled out the long strokes, making the handwriting extremely difficult to see.

"Who?" Chang Wenxin was also startled and turned her head to glar at the door.

I saw a big purple figure appearing, a woman with long wavy hair, sleeveless dress, with a huge posture and a queen-like aura.

"Yo, Chang Wenxin, the youngest daughter of the young master of Xuanhun Sect, why are you here?"

The woman who came in did not answer Chang Wenxin's question, but instead asked in a joking tone, she opened her mouth lightly and looked as beautiful as a flower. Both women in the room were compared by her.

It’s not that Ye Qingxuan and Chang Wenxin are not beautiful enough, but that one wants to be buried with her husband, and the other is tormented by someone and cannot walk by herself, and is extremely haggard.

In this way, there is no way to be beautiful.

"Who are you?" Chang Wenxin felt that she was being beaten up, so she tried hard to stand up, endured the discomfort and the pain somewhere, and asked loudly.

The woman didn't look at her, but instead looked at Zhang Feng. She saw the guestbook on his legs. She moved her lotus steps lightly, stepped on the crystal high-heeled sandals, and came to the bed, and took the guestbook away.

"Yohe, you actually want to pass the throne to me. You are really good to your sister."

A slightly sarcastic tone is full of sweetness and joking. Needless to say, this woman who makes Zhang Feng timid, the famous Dark Night Sect Businessmen Hall, Dark Night Group Ceo, Xue Chen.

"Sister Chen, why are you...why are you here?" Zhang Feng asked dryly.

Every time I see Xue Chen, I feel nervous, afraid that she will come up with some tricks to mess with her.

"Why, sister can't come to you. Have you forgotten that you have peeked at me in the bath a thousand and eighty-two times?" Xue Chen stared at her eyes, and her beautiful face was incredible.

Zhang Feng slapped his forehead, OK, it's true.

Ding Xiaoshan had long known where to hide. Ye Qingxuan and Chang Wenxin, the two women were surprised and turned their heads to look at Zhang Feng, as if they were about to see a flower on Zhang Feng's face.

"I said she falsely accused me, but it wasn't the first time she falsely accused me. Do you believe me?" Zhang Feng said to the two women with grief and anger.

Two women shook their heads together.

At this moment, a man's mouth is a lie.
Chapter completed!