With his physical strength at this moment, it is not difficult to run 30 kilometers in a sprint posture, but it is uncomfortable to finish running at night.

When Zhang Yuanqing arrived outside the Wuhen Hotel, his physical strength was exhausted, his face was pale, and his sweat was like a flood that opened the gate.

"Wheeze."

He appeared in the no man's land on the side of the hotel, with his back against the wall, his hands on his knees, panting heavily.

I'm so tired. The last time I was on the verge of reaching the limit was in Yinyang Town. Zhang Yuanqing swallowed, but found that there was no saliva in his mouth to moisten his throat.

After resting like this for a minute or two, Zhang Yuanqing staggered around to the front of the building, pushed open the glass door of Wuhen Hotel, and called out loudly:

"Madoka, help me"

In front of the counter, Madoka, who was lowering her head and fiddling with her mobile phone, was taken aback. When she looked up, seeing Yuanshi Tianzun's miserable state, her expression changed drastically.

She hastily dropped her cell phone and hurried over, her willow eyebrows were erected, and her icy face was full of murderous intent:

"Who hurt you?"

Zhang Yuanqing "cries" and said:

"It was the Demon Eye Heavenly King who suffered a thousand knives. He finally found me. The majestic Heavenly King has the audacity to attack a small person like me. If the elders of the branch didn't save me, I'm afraid I would have died."

Xiaoyuan frowned, gritted her teeth and said, "This mad dog."

She helped Yuanshi Tianzun with weak legs, sat down on the rest chair beside her, and said:

"You are"

"This is a relapse of my old injury," Zhang Yuanqing explained, quickly brought up the topic, and said:

"The Demon Eye Heavenly King is too deceptive, alas, Madoka, I don't even know what to do."

"He has pushed you to this point?" Aunt Xiaoyuan's plain face was full of dignity.

Zhang Yuanqing took advantage of the situation and said: "The elders of the branch actively formulated a plan to deal with the magic eye, but something went wrong in one of the links. They need a powerful illusionist to participate. Xiaoyuan, I want to meet Master Wuhen."

"You want Master Wuhen to take action?" Xiaoyuan frowned, hesitantly said:

"You know it's inconvenient for him to make a move, and this violates the rules he set. Master Wuhen is a very well-behaved elder."

"It's just creating an illusion. Well, that's what I told the elders, so I dare not stay in Songhai any longer, so I can only come here to join you." Zhang Yuanqing sighed, his face full of frustration.

Madoka stared at him silently.

The Yuanshi Tianzun she knew was in high spirits, confident and cheerful. After seeing him for a few days, he was already so downcast. It seemed that he was really hit by the demon eye king.

An inexplicable anger welled up in Madoka's heart.

Taking a deep breath, she pondered: "If it's just to create an illusion, I can take you to see Master Wuhen and explain it for you."

Zhang Yuanqing quickly held her hand and said in surprise:

"real?"

Madoka gently withdrew her hand and nodded.

The two immediately entered the depths of the hotel, took the elevator, and arrived at the door of Room 404. JrNovels.com