How To Die As Heavy As Mount Tai

The sound of the voice rang again in the ear. Every day in the three years of darkness, he can only rely on his own imagination. The beautiful Crescent Spring, the Miaoren girl always had a squeaky voice when she walked, and her smile would be as shining as a star, but she always showed her eyes.

"Han, what are you doing in Miaojiang?"

The sound that suddenly sounded was not the crispness of Duan Feiqing’s memory, but it was slightly lower. Obviously it is a bad tone, Duan Feiqing feels like, smelling Tianzhu. He looked up a little hard, and smiled and endured the pain of his heart and bones: "A Heng, probably you have to trouble you again."

Lu Heng discovered that this person was even more embarrassed than that five years ago. The whole person was already thin. His face was pale, and his skin color was white before, but it was like a sheep fat jade, white warm. Now, it is like a golden paper, like a evil spirit crawling out of hell.

Duan Feiqing wanted to hold up and look at Lu Heng. Is it still as he remembers, but he has not succeeded. He could only lie on the ground and found that the white calf that had always been exposed to the outside had been hidden under the slightly wide trouser legs, only the slender ankles and the silver on it.

Then, Duan Feiqing was turned over. A beautiful and lively face appeared in his field of vision, like the crisis of the Miaojiang jungle, beautiful and dangerous.

Lu Heng frowned and looked at the man on the ground. He reached out and explored his neck. His pulse was weak and he was not like a martial artist. Is it? Lu Heng’s heart slammed, and when he raised his hand, he opened the clothes of Duan Feiqing. Sure enough, above the cheekbones, the flesh and blood were blurred. Should be worn by the chain with the sacrum for a long time, the flesh and the meat are long together with the chain, and then the grass is taken out.

Lu Heng pinched the section of Duan Feiqing's veins and explored the internal forces. It is found that the body is even more horrible than the appearance of the wolverine. The meridian seems to have been shaken by the high-definition method, and his martial arts are abolished, but it will not hurt his life. Just the premise of this life-saving is to stay in one place and not do any big moves.

He dragged this ruined body and traveled to the distant Miaojiang land for a long time. This is probably the main reason why he is now dying. The willpower of this person is really terrible, and I don’t know what kind of obsession is, I can support him to support this month.

Seeing Duan Feiqing's breathing has been weak to the extreme, Lu Heng took a handful of sputum. He also failed to take care of this life, and spent a few years of hard work to refining success, directly into the mouth of Duan Feiqing.

Life is not the secret of the five immortals, the locusts are falling, and Duan Feiqing’s breathing is gradually smooth and powerful, and his face is restored to a few points, no longer white like a dead person.

Duan Feiqing woke up in a strange scent. He opened his eyes and saw the Miao girl squatting in front of the earthen stove in an extremely unsightly posture. He stared at the black tile that was not known to cook. tank.

"A Heng."

Lu Heng made a gesture to indicate that he can't distract himself now. He kept staring at the dark liquid in the crock and slowly spurted the blister, and then sniffed his nose and carefully smelled the scent, which sprinkled the powder into his hand.

You're done.

"Come here." Lu Heng raised his chin and gestured to Duan Feiqing, letting him sit on the side of the wicker chair.

Duan Feiqing subconsciously sat up and found that he was able to act as usual. Although the meridians in the body have not recovered, there is no problem with activities like ordinary people. It seems that she was saved again by her, and Duan Feiqing smiled in her heart. I just wanted to see her last side, but I didn’t want to owe it.

Lu Heng saw Duan Feiqing sitting in bed in a daze, and urged: "Come on."

When he sat down at the stone table, Lu Heng put the crock on the stone table and said it was concise: "Drink."

Duan Feiqing picked up the spoon on the side and started drinking medicine without saying a word.

Lu Heng picked up his eyebrows: "You are not afraid that I will poison you. No wonder that every time you see you, you are all dying. It turned out to be a fool."

Duan Feiqing swallowed a strange smell of soup in his mouth and smiled a little: "A Heng always does not harm me."

Lu Heng has another kind of impulse to stagger his eyes. When this person recovers, this smile is really unstoppable. Something in his heart was not reconciled. I knew that the essence of this medicine had been smashed out, but it was narrowly said: "This medicine is for you to continue the meridians. I have spent a few hours, you have to eat all the things inside. Light."

Duan Feiqing heard the words, subconsciously took a spoonful of the bottom of the content, saw the scorpion scorpion on the white porcelain spoon and some unknown poisonous insects, the face smiled.

Lu Heng sees Duan Feiqing's face green and is about to laugh. Seeing that he did not hesitate to put the spoon into his mouth, Lu Heng was shocked and quickly stopped: "Hey, you really eat, make you play!"

I saw that the good son did not hesitate to swallow the poisonous insects in the mouth, but also a gentle smile: "A Heng mind, how dare to waste under."

"You, don't laugh! I will come again tomorrow." Lu Heng said the next sentence, turned and rushed out.

Under the careful adjustment of Lu Heng, Duan Feiqing slowly recovered. Although the martial arts that were abolished could not be recovered, the meridians have continued. Perhaps he has excellent luck and is blessed by misfortunes. The meridians are broader and stronger than ever. The road to martial arts is based on the previous sentiment, and the entry is faster than before the injury. Duan Feiqing is a martial genius with a wonderful root. After this battle, in the martial arts, the future is limitless.

On this day, Duan Feiqing looked at the shadow dagger placed on the stone table. This is the day before Lu Heng learned that his streamer sword had been lost and returned it to him.

"This slashed sword is black and ugly, I don't want to use it."

Duan Feiqing remembered the look of the man who was disgusted, and his heart was warm again. If you really don't like this sword, how can this shadow dagger be meticulously maintained? I am afraid I just saw that I have no weapons. I have a reason to return this sword to myself. Duan Feiqing's hand slowly stroked the scabbard, trying to pick it up, but violently took back his hand.

He suddenly remembered the scene in the dungeon, the self that was like a madman. Now, can you uphold the pure sword heart? Duan Feiqing's fingers trembled, and the forehead was violent. Such a moment and others will find that this is like a bright moon-like family, in the star-like eyes, there is a terrible breath.

A dark aphid appeared on the edge of the stone table. On the outer shell of the locust, there is a faint blue light, which is a poisonous thing at first glance. But anyone who has a point of reason will choose to shun the poisonous insects. Duan Feiqing was staring straight at the locust and looked at it for a long while, and his mouth was strangely hooked, and then he went out to the locust.

"Let's put it down, you are an idiot, that's three corpses!"

Lu Heng rushed to catch up.

When he checked the condition of the locusts at the Crescent Moon Spring, he found that one of the crocks had broken. The locusts inside are gone, leaving only a core lying in the debris. It seems that a passing bird will discharge the core that can't be digested in the air, but it happens to hit the crock. Lu Heng sprinkled the powder and found that the trace of the locust disappeared into the cave.

When he thought of Duan Feiqing, who knew nothing about the martial arts in the cave, he chased him in anxiously. Just into the hole, I saw that Fei Qing was holding three corpses and sent it to his mouth.

However, it was already late. Lu Heng saw the man’s throat moving and the three corpses had been swallowed by him.

Desperate! Lu Heng rushed to the past and grabbed Duan Feiqing's wrist, but found that his body was stable and there was no poison.

"No, ah?" Lu Heng said strangely. When the voice just fell, I saw a blood spurting out of my eyes.

"You!" Lu Heng did not hide, was sprayed, but he did not export, and Fei Fei fell down at the end.

Lu Heng reacted very quickly to catch his fallen body, lay flat on the ground, and reached out to explore his body. I felt strange in my heart. What kind of strange thoughts this person practiced, even absorbed the scorpion venom. This highly toxic aphid seems to be a big complement to him.

However, the three corpses are not so good to deal with, Duan Feiqing estimates that one and a half will not wake up. Anyway, this person has no life and worry, he will vomit blood because the three corpses are too powerful, just like the imaginary person suddenly eats the big ginseng. Nothing is wrong. Thinking of the scene just now, Lu Heng’s face was a bit stiff, and I was too worried about it. He reached out and touched it, and sure enough blood was on his face. After another bow, Lu Heng looked away from his **** neck and placket, and turned to clean himself.

However, unlike Lu Heng, the person who should have woke up after a few hours, opened his eyes shortly after Lu Heng left. Thinking of the scene before he fainted, Duan Feiqing was in a panic, and the temper of the man had been sprayed with blood on his face, fearing that he was furious. He turned over and went out to find someone.

Only then came out of the cave, and walked to the vicinity of the Crescent Moon Spring, Duan Feiqing stood in the same place.

At this time, the sky is still early, the cold spring water first meets the sun, and the steam on the transpiration makes the water surface become foggy, as if it is magical. However, it is not the beauty of this month's tooth spring that makes Duan Feiqing live. It is the white, smooth back in the spring water, and the black hair is cluttered on the beautiful back of the line, and it is vividly seen in the fog.

A clear bird song, awakened Duan Feiqing in the sluggish, he reflexively backed back, stepped on a pile of earthenware on the ground, and made a crisp sound.

The people in the spring were suddenly alarmed and turned back.