章 287: Dream-Cultivation Method

After Vigilante A retreated, only one person was left drifting on the sea.

 Ren Ruofeng was moving along with the tide.

 How can such a kind person like Fang Ning watch his allies die?

 This was what Ren Ruofeng said when he planned the strategy of trapping the enemy.

 "I won't die. No matter how badly injured I am, you must not care about me."

Fang Ning's worries aside, he did remember that the other had high IQ and was of his grandfather's generation, which meant that he would not let himself die, and was not easily persuaded. So, he let it go.

Besides, if he really did die, it was better to get the Bodhisattva Spirit King to resurrect him into an insect. His daily intoxicated state, compared to Chong Daqing's leisurely life, was worse.

So, Ren Ruofeng held his chest, blood staining the front of his shirt as he looked up aimlessly at the blue skies with white clouds. His memory, though, had returned to the faraway past.