C998 Remembering

Run!

Qing Feng's mind was filled with this thought. No matter how painful his legs were or how tired his body was, he still wanted to live on. The reason why he had risked his own life to lure this assassin away earlier was to let Zi Lan live on and the only reason he was running away now was to let himself live.

He was not willing to die here and he still had to find Zi Lan. Without him, how could Zi Lan survive alone in the outside world? Although he did not remember his previous identity, he had a very dangerous feeling about the outside world. He had to survive and live a good life with Zi Lan.

He fled wildly through the woods.

But the sound behind him, which was getting closer and closer, reminded him that he had nowhere to run. No matter how hard he tried to run, the man behind him would always catch up with him, which made Qing Feng feel helpless.

Why was it like this? Was it just because the man was a cultivator while he was just an ordinary person? Was an ordinary person not worth mentioning in front of a cultivator?

Qing Feng was very unwilling in his heart. He didn't believe that he would die here just like that.

But the assassin still caught up with him and blocked Qing Feng's way. When Qing Feng saw the assassin blocking his way, although he was shocked, he didn't stop running. He wanted to crash into him.

"Humph, you overestimate yourself." The assassin sneered when he saw Qingfeng coming at him. He raised his right hand and slapped at Qingfeng.

"Bang!"

There was a dull thud as Qing Feng was hit in the chest, and a great force spread out from his chest. Then Qing Feng was sent flying backward like a ragdoll until he hit a big tree and stopped.

"Cough... How could this be?" Qing Feng, who was sitting under the big tree, felt as if all his internal organs had been dislocated, making him feel extremely uncomfortable. He coughed lightly, but spat out a mouthful of blood.

Qing Feng's eyes widened at the sight of the blood. For the first time, he felt powerless. No matter what he did, he couldn't get away from the man in front of him.

Is this what a cultivator is like? Everything is decided by one's own preferences, regardless of the life or death of others. As long as the other party is inferior to you, you can treat them as grass and trample them as you please?

Qing Feng raised his head and stared at the assassin who was walking towards him step by step. At this moment, he felt a sense of anger rushing up to his head.

At the same time, his head began to hurt. It was the kind of pain that would only appear when he was reminiscing about the past, and now that it had happened, Qing Feng's hatred for the killer grew even more intense.

"Ah!" Qingfeng felt that his head was about to explode. He covered his head with his hands and curled up on the ground.

When the assassin saw Qing Feng's reaction, he thought that Qing Feng was up to something again. He sneered and walked over.

"Kid, my palm strike was heavy, but not enough to make you look like this. Stop pretending." The assassin said as he kicked him.

But Qing Feng didn't seem to feel any pain. He didn't react at all. He was still holding on to his head. The pain in his head was more painful than any pain in his body. At this moment, Qing Feng felt as if he was going to be torn apart.

"Ah!" Qing Feng shouted.

When the assassin saw Qing Feng's reaction, he frowned. He felt that Qing Feng was not pretending, which made him lose his interest in playing with Qing Feng.

"Hmph!" The assassin coldly snorted. He wanted to end Qing Feng's life. His right hand formed a fist and a surge of Yuan Qi surged in his hand. With this fist, even a Body Refining Stage cultivator would die, let alone someone like Qing Feng who didn't have any cultivation.

"Boom!"

Without any hesitation, the assassin charged at Qing Feng's head. There was a sinister smile on the assassin's face, and the image of Qing Feng's head exploding appeared in his mind.

However, when his fist was about to hit Qing Feng's head...

"Ah! I am Qing Feng! I am... No, I am Lee Zhuohua!" Qing Feng struggled to shout, but in the end, he actually revealed his real identity.

When he said his real name, the pain in his mind instantly disappeared. At the same time, he felt that everything in front of him had become clear.

Lee Zhuohua only remembered that when he entered the village of Rain Lady, he wanted to find the location of Rain Lady Peak to save Bai Yi and the others. But for some reason, as soon as he entered the village, he was invaded by a strange force. Even Heavenly Phenomenon was unable to resist that force and fainted.

After he lost consciousness, he could no longer remember anything. When he regained consciousness, he found that a little cultivator at the Condensing Origin Stage was actually attacking him.

As a Heavenly Phenomenon, Lee Zhuohua also had his own pride. To be attacked by an Energy Condensation Realm Cultivator was an insult to him.

"Humph." Lee Zhuohua snorted coldly and stood up from the ground. After that, the aura of the Celestial Phenomenon spread in all directions.

The killer didn't expect Qingfeng to stand up so quickly. He thought Qingfeng was just pretending.

But what happened next frightened him. He saw that the boy in front of him was giving off an aura that far surpassed him, even more than he had ever seen.

While he was still in shock, that aura sent him flying.

"Bang!"

The killer crashed into a tree. He felt as if his limbs were going to fall apart, but his face was still stricken with fear. He couldn't understand how an ordinary boy could have such terrible strength.

"This is impossible... You... Who are you?" The assassin looked at Lee Zhuohua in horror and asked.

"Hmm?" When Lee Zhuohua saw that the person who wanted to attack him still dared to ask who he was, he couldn't help but wonder if this person wanted to attack him without even knowing who he was.

Lee Zhuohua ignored the assassin. His eyes were looking around, trying to figure out where he was and what had happened while he was unconscious.

He found that his clothes had changed as well. This made him feel strange, but before he could figure out what had happened to his body.

The same force in the village attacked him again, heading straight for his head.

"Damn it? What's going on?" Lee Zhuohua felt a severe pain in his head. He used his hand to hold his head, but before he could suppress the pain, his vision went black again, and he fell to the ground unconscious.

When the assassin saw Lee Zhuohua lying on the ground, he was slightly stunned, not knowing what had happened to him.

However, after what had just happened, he didn't want to stay here any longer. That kid was too strange.

He started to get up, but he was terrified to find that all the tendons in his body had been broken. Not only that, but his cultivation had also been crippled, and he was not only not a cultivator, but he was not even a healthy person.

"How could this be?" The assassin could not accept this fact. He looked at Lee Zhuohua, who had fallen to the ground, and revealed a frightened expression.