Chapter 2921: Do you remember

Zi Ling closed his eyes, as if waiting for the moment he was about to die.
But she waited for a long time, Chen Fan didn't make any movement, opened her eyes and saw that Chen Fan had already left.
He didn't even look back at any one.
It seems that all of this has nothing to do with me.
For an instant, Zi Ling felt a feeling of extreme contempt, as if her life and death had no meaning in Chen Fan's eyes!
With his fists clenched, Zi Ling's eyes burned its last light!
She violently grabbed the broken sword on the side, exhausted the last trace of her spiritual power, suddenly violently rushed towards Chen Fan!
In fact, at this moment, Chen Fan had already felt what Zi Ling was doing.
But he did not move!
"puff!"
The Broken Sword accurately inserted into Chen Fan's Dantian place, passing through the body, blood trickling.
Zi Ling's voice was low and turned away, as if he didn't want to look at Chen Fan's back!
"Sorry, becoming a spiritual master is really important to me!"
Her voice trembled slightly, and the whole person didn't feel the slightest joy of victory, but only endless fear and regret.
She knew that it was wrong to do it herself.
However, she must do this.
Chen Fan didn't turn his head. He still stood there and said silently: "Do you remember what you said before entering the Storm Tower?"
"You said that as long as monks, treasures can only be monopolized, anyone who competes with oneself is the land of life and death, and this is the monk."
Zi Ling's hands trembled and unconsciously released the broken sword in his hand.
Chen Fan slowly turned around, his eyes were flat, and there was no slightest anger of being attacked.
"Now, you have become the kind of person you once hated the most. How does it feel?"
"boom!"
Zi Ling was half kneeling on the ground, she couldn't say a word.
I just felt that in front of Chen Fan, I was so small, too small to be worth mentioning.
He was so unbearable again, like dust under the light of Chen Fan.
"At the beginning, you said that I owed you a life, and it is over, I don't think so." He drew a half-cut sword from his chest and placed it in front of Zi Ling.
Chen Fan continued: "Now, my life is just for you."
"From now on, you and I will owe nothing to each other!"
After that, Chen Fan slowly left, and the wound at his pubic area slowly healed.
Zi Ling looked at Chen Fan's back in disbelief. She didn't understand why her dantian was penetrated and Chen Fan was still alive, even more so, why didn't Chen Fan kill her?
"Are you really going to let me go?"
"At least for now, I don't think we are endless enemies."
There was a flat voice, and at this moment, Zi Ling was even more embarrassed!
She slowly got up, and finally gave Chen Fan a look.
"You really don't owe me anymore, but this time, I owe you my life!"
"Chen Fan, if I can see you again one day, I will pay you back this life!"
After the words fell, Zi Ling left with his broken sword.
In the trial in Fengbo Tower, to the last moment, Chen Fan fulfilled Zi Ling's idea at the beginning, and the two survived together.
I don't know how much impact this incident will have on Ziling in the future.
Or, there is no impact at all?
Chen Fan didn't know, and he didn't think about it. He just raised his head and stared at Seven Kills, and said faintly: "So now, is everything over?"
"I didn't speak, how dare you let her go?"
Qisha answered the question, but Chen Fan didn't care about such a question at all: "So, do you want to chase and kill her, do you have this ability?"
"you……!"
Seven kills fumbled for a while, and then he was a little bit depressed.
"How do you see through."
The Seven Kills actually didn't have any power at all, it was just a weapon, and it could only be controlled by a storm tower.
As for when he was on the first floor, the reason why the Seven Kills was able to cause spontaneous combustion while waving his hands was the ability of Storm Tower.
Now they are on the second floor, without the help of Storm Tower, seven kills are useless.
Chen Fan smiled slightly. This time, his young man was far more brilliant than the seven kills.
"My guess."