Looting the life force of demons to forge a golden body Martial God-Chapter 88 - 86: Almost Sent Away by a 300-pound Potential Girlfriend

Chapter 88: Chapter 86: Almost Sent Away by a 300-pound Potential Girlfriend

Chu Feng lay on the bed with no desire to live, his eyes staring at the white ceiling, filled with tears.

It wasn’t due to deep love for someone, simply because Wang Xuerui’s weight of over three hundred pounds had caused him deeply painful injuries.

His sweetheart had pounced on him, easily triggering all the tearing injuries throughout his body.

In that instant, Chu Feng’s spirit almost escaped through the pores opened by his goosebumps.

The pain made him involuntarily perform a carp flip under extreme weakness, his back lifting more than ten centimeters from the sickbed.

As a martial artist, the muscle and bone density are much greater than that of ordinary people, and for someone at Wang Xuerui’s realm, three hundred pounds was normal.

Those three hundred pounds almost suffocated him.

It wasn’t until Wang Weiguo hastily pulled Wang Xuerui away that she, with a flushed face, realized that she had almost sent her yet-to-be-boyfriend to paradise.

It took a long time before Wang Weiguo still eyed the two suspiciously, as if he had discovered someone’s dubious act of poaching a cabbage.

The scrutiny made Chu Feng’s scalp tingle, afraid he’d be chopped into eighteen pieces by his uncle overnight and dissolved with the hospital’s strong acids and alkalies into the sewer.

Fortunately, the distraction came when Wang Erbao, who rolled and crawled into the room, shifted his focus.

This fat one entered with a loud cry, leading the passing nurse outside to think someone had suddenly died, knocking on the door to ask if they should prepare a gurney to carry him to the morgue...

The commotion caused Chu Feng’s head to swell, and it took a while for everyone to calm down.

Wang Xuerui sat by the bed, her cheeks still slightly flushed, but she boldly asked, "Xiao Feng, are you feeling better now?"

With Wang Weiguo watching, Chu Feng did not dare to touch her small hand, so he could only give a bitter smile,

"Not good, I feel like my whole body has turned into broken porcelain pieces, barely glued together."

Wang Erbao squatted beside him, full of self-blame: "It’s all my fault, if it weren’t for saving me, you wouldn’t have ended up like this..."

He clearly understood that Chu Feng had rushed into the enemy’s stronghold at great risk just to save him.

Otherwise, with his abilities, hiding until He Guanshan and others came to the rescue would have been easy.

If Chu Feng had really done so with a stern heart, no one could blame him.

After all, being scattered on enemy turf, leading to fighting individually and unable to assist each other, was the reality.

It wasn’t until He Guanshan led the team into the Blood Tree Demon Realm that there were still many Hunters skirmishing with Wraith Demons, struggling for their lives, completely unaware of the situation elsewhere.

But at that moment, Chu Feng had chosen to confront the situation head-on to save Wang Erbao, almost losing his life, which moved everyone present deeply.

Chu Feng then shook his head and smiled, "We are brothers, comrades-in-arms. It’s only natural for me to save you, and you to save me."

Yes, he could have pretended not to see, not to save anyone. There would be no objections, as the situation at that time was already dire enough for self-rescue to be difficult.

Even having already saved many Hunters once, he had morally taken the high ground, and his actions were beyond reproach.

It was just that he couldn’t overcome that hurdle within himself.

Watching his childhood friend, brother, and young uncle being injected with a Different Race’s spirit body by the Mother Tree, turning into the enemy’s human skin coat...

Anyone with a bit of conscience couldn’t get past that mental block!

If he had really done such a thing, every time he spoke to her sister, he’d have to interrogate his own heart: Looking into those big eyes, ask yourself, dealing with such a huge matter, do you really deserve it?!

You deserve nothing!

Thinking of the Mother Tree, Chu Feng suddenly became nervous and quickly asked, "Uncle, the thing I entrusted to Erbao..."

Wang Weiguo raised a finger to his lips, and Chu Feng stopped asking on cue.

Wang Weiguo walked to the door, peeked his head out to look around, then came back to the bed and whispered,

"The album has been handed over to Principal Luo, whose mentor holds a high position in the alliance and will initiate an investigation into some people."

Chu Feng nodded and also whispered, "Uncle, I still have a very important piece of evidence hidden..."

After pinpointing the location of the porcelain jar buried in the Blood Tree Demon Realm, Chu Feng gritted his teeth, "Jia Ren, Che Yongyuan, Chen Fei... bugs all on the same line."

It wasn’t for these people’s betrayal; he wouldn’t have been so severely injured. When he had just awakened, he overheard the conversation between Wang Weiguo and the doctor, which seemed like his injuries were still not easy to handle.

Wang Weiguo’s expression turned solemn, and he immediately picked up the communication device and headed outside, "Xiao Feng, you did very well. Wait a moment, I’ll contact Principal Luo!"

Chu Feng nodded and watched Uncle Wang Er leave the room, then he quietly grasped Wang Xuerui’s small hand.

She blushed and glared at him, "My dad is here and you don’t dare to touch me! You have the desire but not the courage!"

Chu Feng, unembarrassed, chuckled and did not reply; he gently caressed the tender hand of his beloved, feeling utterly content.

Desperately saving Erbao not only satisfied his own desires but also smoothed over his romantic relationship—Wang Xuerui didn’t even react to her hand being held.

Erbao crouched on the ground, glowering at their loving glances and grinding his teeth in irritation.

However, having just been saved by others, he felt it inappropriate to disrupt the lovebirds and could only squat there creating endless noise with his loud sneezes and coughs.

Seeing the two ignoring him, his face darkened even more.

Chu Feng glanced at Erbao and asked Wang Xuerui with curiosity, "Were you with Minister He when you arrived at that time?

"What happened to that thing called the Mother Tree?"

Wang Xuerui nodded, saying, "You mean that incredibly large Demon Tree?

"Minister He said that the Demon Tree was a Wang Liang demon, similar to our Human Race’s Zhou Tian Realm martial artists, and very powerful.

"After he saved you, Minister He was astonished, saying that your survival under the Wang Liang’s attack was nothing short of a miracle."

She hesitated, wanting to scold Chu Feng for taking risks but couldn’t criticize him for rescuing others, so she continued,

"Later, Minister He severely injured it, rendering it almost crippled.

"But unfortunately, the Demon Tree had prepared in advance. After sustaining severe injuries, it escaped through a previously dug tunnel, like a cicada shedding its skin."

Chu Feng nodded, then asked, "How is Bian Heng doing?"

This time, it was Erbao, squatting on the ground, who responded. His expression was as dark as water: "After waking up, he was taken away by the alliance.

"Before he was taken, he was babbling in bird language that nobody understood and used invisible attacks to knock down several teachers. Later, he was knocked out by Minister He, who personally escorted him away.

"It’s said that the bird language was Magic Race Language, and he used the Demon Clan’s spirit attacks, Minister He said..."

He took a deep breath, suppressing the anger in his heart; after all, having known Bian Heng for three years, it was hard not to feel a pang of sorrow for his fate:

"He said his soul was obliterated by a Demon Clan spirit body, which took over his body. There’s no hope for him now.

"He’s dead!

"Those teachers who were knocked down by the spirit attacks, except for the last one, all suffered brain death..."

Upon hearing this, Chu Feng was silent for a long while before narrowing his eyes with a chilling sharpness, "When I become stronger, I’m going to dig out that Mother Tree from the ground and use it for firewood!"

Wang Xuerui patted Chu Feng’s hand, intending to comfort and encourage him, when suddenly a commotion arose at the entrance of the ward!

The three turned their heads simultaneously, only to hear a man’s roar and a woman’s scream outside:

"Let go of me! Inside is the murderer who killed my daughter! I want him to pay for his life!"

"You bastards, that son of a bitch inside killed my daughter! Why aren’t you arresting him! I’m going to sue you all!"

Some people were blocking the troublemakers, preventing them from barging into the ward, "Quiet! This is a hospital, noise is prohibited!"

The noise gave Chu Feng a headache; he gently raised a hand to massage his temples, his expression somber.

During his first rescue mission in the Demon Clan’s stronghold, Zhang Ran suddenly became hysterical, causing a loud scene that led to being surrounded by Wraith Demons, trying to restrain him from escaping.

To save his own life, in a moment of desperation, he had decapitated Zhang Ran.

There was nothing much to say, as Zhang Ran, who betrayed his own people, deserved his fate.

However, at that time, Chu Feng had saved many Hunters, and some of them had witnessed Zhang Ran being slain.

Some of these people were recaptured by the Mother Tree, but others managed to escape.

Chu Feng had a feeling back then—with many people comes much talk, and the news of his killing Zhang Ran wouldn’t likely stay hidden. He anticipated trouble would come knocking eventually.

And now, it had indeed arrived.