Wang Jiaorou looked at the hall full of guests staggering around and vomiting wildly.
And those figures who were rolling around and crying, just wanting to escape from this purgatory.
Finally, belatedly, I realized something was wrong.
She was a little confused.
Subconsciously, he raised his hand and carefully covered his mouth.
Then... he breathed a sigh of relief.
No taste?
Really no taste at all!
She even sniffed her palms hard.
Except for the sour smell of Chen Zheng's vomit just now.
I really didn't smell anything strange!
"You... you..."
Wang Jiaorou's tears were like broken beads, and the huge feeling of humiliation overwhelmed her again.
"You are all humiliating me, unite to humiliate me!!!"
She was so distraught that she felt like the whole world was against her!
Anger drove her, and her uncontrollable energy erupted again with her roar.
"Ah!!!"
This time, it was no longer a scream, but a cry!
Accompanied by this mournful cry.
The herring stench that was so rich and destructive was like a detonated poison gas bomb.
Spread suddenly.
Instantly covering every inch of the Heavenly Sound Pavilion.
"Ah!!!"
"Ugh!!!"
"Pfft!!!"
Those who had just struggled to get up or tried to escape were once again dealt a devastating blow.
This time, no one could hold back at all.
The reserve of a young master from aristocratic family, the elegance of a sect fairy.
In the face of absolute physical collapse, it's all bullshit.
Lie down!
A large number of people fell to the ground, lying on the ground and vomiting crazily.
I want to spit out my bile!
Someone was curled up and writhing on the ground, wailing.
Those with a little more tenacity will use their hands and feet together and shed tears.
My eyes are so hot that I can't open them.
I just want to crawl out of this hell!
This attack is a magical attack that ignores defense and hits the soul directly!
They are proud of their cultivation and body-protecting aura.
In the face of this stench that transcends common sense, it is useless!
It turns out that after a round, Chen Zheng... is the most awesome one!
He endured several bouts of bad breath.
He faced me directly and tried to explain and appease me.
Even... I sprayed it back.
It hasn't fallen down yet.
This tenacity and endurance can be said to shock the past and the present!
Even Heavenly Sound Pavilion those powerful pavilion protectors who have profound cultivation and are usually aloof.
At this moment, he was also holding on to the carved pillars, his face pale.
His body was spasming and retching uncontrollably, and his eyes were full of doubts about life and fear of fairies!
"Fairy... fairy... ahem... vomit..."
An old man with white beard and hair covered his chest and spoke with difficulty.
His voice was trembling. "Stop... shut up... have mercy on... have mercy on..."
"We are waiting... for the Heavenly Sound Pavilion... vomit... exhausted our energy... vomit... the crime cannot be punished..."
Another strong man shed tears and wailed in despair. "Fairy... you... you always treat people with kindness..."
"Why... why do you have to do this... yue... torture me... vomit..."
"Fairy, forgive me... I'm waiting... vomit... can't... serve... let's go... go quickly..."
They rolled and crawled, just wanting to escape from the source of the sound and smell.
Wang Jiaorou looked at this scene.
Listen to those desperate wails and vomiting sounds.
Feeling that everyone looked at her like a plague god looking at a monster, she burst into tears!
Crying for father and mother!
This level of humiliation made her feel that her dignity had been completely crushed.
It would be a hundred times more uncomfortable than killing her directly!
Those gentlemen and ladies saw someone rushing out of the gate despite the stench and crawling.
It's like seeing the hope of life!
"Run!"
"Get out of here, ugh..."
The entire Heavenly Sound Pavilion was completely turned into a pot of foul-smelling swill!
Chen Zheng also wants to run!
He used his last bit of strength to struggle to stay away.
"Chen Zheng!" Wang Jiaorou is like grabbing the last straw.
She grabbed his arm tightly with tears in her eyes.
"You must give me an explanation, you... why did you do this to me?"
"Is it your fault?"
As she questioned, the deadly bad breath spurted out again like a poisonous dragon.
Hit Chen Zheng in the face one after another.
"Boom!"
Chen Zheng feels like his soul has been trampled on by countless rotten smelly herring spirits in turn.
He experienced the mountain of corpses Blood Sea and survived a near-death situation.
But I feel like... I really can't pass this level!
His whole body convulsed violently.
His eyes rolled up crazily, with the whites taking up most of the pupils.
There was a strange "ho ho" sound in the throat.
Half of his body was paralyzed on the ground, and only one hand was still holding on to the edge of the cold guardrail.
"Rou...Rou'er..." He was as angry as gossamer, and every word was filled with a dying struggle.
"I... I... never... hurt you..."
He used his last bit of clarity to try to awaken the other party's conscience.
"Look... for the sake of... me... protecting you... ugh..."
"For your sake... to go through all the obstacles... to vomit... to kill the blood..."
He was almost begging, screaming with the last strength of his life.
"Please... please... don't... say... words... anymore... vomit..."
"Chen Zheng, you..." Wang Jiaorou was anxious and angry when she saw his appearance.
I subconsciously want to question again!
"Poof!"
The moment she opened her mouth, Chen Zheng's hand holding on to the guardrail finally released completely.
It was as if all the bones had been removed from his whole body, and he fell straight to the ground.
There was a dull crashing sound.
Before his consciousness completely sank into the boundless darkness, his pupils, which had begun to dilate, were staring at Wang Jiaorou's face.
He raised a finger with difficulty and pointed at Wang Jiaorou with trembling.
His lips trembled. "In this world Great Emperor... it would be better to... you... a breath of immortality..."
It seemed like he really couldn't stand it anymore.
"Perhaps... this... is also... a... path to enlightenment..."
"Rou'er... You... will become emperor... hopefully..."
"Certificate...Bad Breath Great Emperor..."
"What did you say?" Wang Jiaorou's eyes widened as if struck by lightning.
I couldn't believe what I heard.
Bad Breath Great Emperor?
Chen Zheng seemed to have come back to his senses, and actually struggled not to faint immediately.
Using his last bit of strength, he gritted his teeth and spit out his ultimate deduction of the supreme Great Dao.
"To... poor breath... to prove the truth..."
"The red lips opened slightly... the terrifying aura... swept across the surrounding areas... the fairy light collapsed... the runes collapsed..."
"The sky is filled with Gods and Devils... the expressions on their faces suddenly changed... all of them... retreat violently..."
"Even... Emperor Realm pressure... can be... suppressed by this... bad breath..."
He even gave a thumbs up.
"You... you... must... stand on top of Wangu... without any move... just a faint breath... thousands of miles of fairyland... and the turbid energy will surge..."
"The strong men in all worlds... hold their breath and gather their spirits... no one dares to take even half a step forward... the majestic power of Immortal Emperor... with one breath... shocks the heavens..."
His voice became weaker and weaker, and his eyes became completely distracted.
But the last few words carry a martyr-like sense of relief. "Rou'er... come on... come on..."
"I... I... die first to respect..."
The voice fell completely.
Chen Zheng tilted his head, closed his eyes, and fainted completely!
There was even a hint of strange relief and serenity left in the corner of his mouth.
"Chen Zheng!!!"
Wang Jiaorou let out a heartbreaking cry.
She rushed forward and shook his unresponsive body desperately.
"What nonsense are you talking about? What's wrong with you? Wake up, wake up!!!"
Jiang Yantian and Yan Miaoxi did not come close.
Always hiding on the edge.
Everyone is running now.
Jiang Yantian They are still there.
Upon seeing this, he immediately reminded, "Fairy, use artificial respiration, otherwise he will die."
"Just mouth to mouth, blow into him, instill your breath into him, and ensure that he breathes smoothly!"
"Quick!"
Wang Jiaorou is at a loss and doesn't know what to do.
When I heard it, I didn't think much about it.
He quickly hugged Chen Zheng and took a deep breath.
He lowered his head and blocked Chen Zheng's mouth.
Start blowing vigorously.
"Fufufuhu..."
Chen Zheng, who had fainted at first, suddenly widened his eyes.
The look of horror on his face was like that of a Foundation Establishment Realm monk who was terrified when he saw that the person who wanted to kill him was Great Emperor.
Is it so difficult to die?