Panther Commando

A smug smile appeared on Takahashi Jiro's face. Speaking of which, he came here at the risk of his own death. It was also for the prosperity of the Takahashi family and to fulfill the long-cherished wish of his ancestors. The patriarch should have fully supported his actions!

At this time, he was really excited. He didn't expect that he, who had become a loner, would suddenly receive strong support from the two forces of the clan and Heitian when the mountains and rivers were exhausted. Feeling proud and proud.

But at this moment, he shuddered violently, his face turned pale immediately, a chill from the bottom of his heart suddenly rose from his dantian, and the joints of his whole body seemed to be torn apart. The feeling of ants eating the heart instantly rushed to the brain, and the whole body shook violently like a sieve.

No, that cold poison has attacked again! Takahashi Jiro was startled, he quickly inserted his left hand into his pocket and took out the small white porcelain bottle, bit off the stopper of the bottle with his teeth, poured the two red pills into his mouth tremblingly, and hurriedly went to the dark cave behind him. crawl.

Since he was injured by an opponent in the dark jungle, this cold air would strike every few hours. Fortunately, he still has the Fire Dragon Pill, which is uniquely made by his own Takahashi family, otherwise he would have stiffened early. fell to the ground in this desolate mountain.

At this moment, he was shaking violently, lying on the cold, damp rock, crawling into the low cave like a bereaved dog, his left hand trembling, he pulled the sleeping bag that had fallen at the entrance of the cave and wrapped it tightly around him, and then struggled. He sat up, panting violently with his mouth open, leaning against the cold cave wall, waiting for the fire dragon pills he had just eaten to exert its medicinal power.

Every time this kind of cold poison attacks, the cold from the bottom of his heart and the severe pain that the ants in the joints devoured his heart, made him suddenly have a never-before-seen fear in his heart: this man living in seclusion in the deep mountains. Lingxiumen Kung Fu is so **** scary! I just received the opponent's palm, not only the arm was in unbearable pain, and I couldn't move, but the cold air that invaded the body made me feel that life was worse than death!

Gradually, a stream of heat suddenly rose from his stomach, and then slowly spread throughout his body, like a sudden flame that quickly burned in his body, gradually dispelling the penetrating heat in his body. The cold air in the bones was suppressed, and the cold feeling gradually disappeared.

Takahashi Jiro let out a long sigh, knowing that he had once again passed the time of the cold attack, and his little life was temporarily safe. At this moment, a feeling of sadness and joy suddenly sprang up in his heart.

He is sad that he has temporarily saved his life by relying on the fire dragon pills handed down by his ancestors. But this fire dragon pill is running out. He really didn't know if he could persist until the third uncle who was carrying Huolongwan arrived here.

The good thing is that the fire dragon pills invented by my ancestors really work. Not only can it suppress the cold air when it strikes, but after a few attacks, the icy cold that eats my heart with ten thousand ants seems to be weaker than the last time. Many, and the interval between attacks is much longer. He firmly believed that as long as he had enough fire dragon pills, he would get rid of the cold air in his body as soon as possible.

Every time the cold qi attacked, in his feeling that life was worse than death, he really felt that the cold qi in his body was exactly the same as the cold qi in the cave. An indescribable joy.

All of this proves the speculation of his ancestors: this mysterious martial arts sect living in seclusion in the mountains has indeed cultivated the coldest true qi by relying on the external environment. In the stone cave on the opposite top of the mountain, there must be a rare ice-cold treasure hidden in the world!

At this moment, Takahashi Jiro leaned wearily against the low, dark cave wall. He stared outside the cave and suddenly understood in his heart: Back then, the Takahashi family could go from a small family that relied on fishing for a living, to suddenly They became a famous and famous family in R country, not only because they plundered a lot of property from China, but also because they obtained the golden snake venom from the sea that can be used for poisoning.

These ancestors relied on the plundered wealth and this rare snake venom to cultivate the poisonous skills that were famous at the time, and created a group of ninjutsu masters who were famous in R country, which made the Takahashi family among the ninjutsu masters. It also allowed them, the descendants of the Takahashi family, to enjoy a lot of fame and status under the shadow of their ancestors.

But with the disappearance of Poison Kung Fu, the Kung Fu of the Takahashi family has become worse than the previous generation, and fewer and fewer masters can stand out. Now, with great difficulty, a master like his cousin who can have a little reputation in country R has been buried in this land of China.

When Takahashi Jiro thought of this, a blazing light suddenly flashed in his eyes. He clenched his teeth and shouted in his heart: Damn, the ancestors can rely on poisonous work to create the glory of the Takahashi family, and I also rely on cold work to make the Takahashi family brilliant. The Takahashi family is on the rise again! Only if you can win this most cold treasure and practice the cold art, you will definitely revive the prestige of the Takahashi family.

Thinking of this, he immediately leaned cross-legged against the wall of the cave, closed his eyes and calmly adjusted his breath, using the fiery medicinal power produced by the Fire Dragon Pill to slowly dispel the cold air in his body that made life worse than death. He knew that to achieve his ambitions, he had to live.

At this time, Wan Lin and the three had already left the crowds by the lake and walked towards the Orion's house, which was located halfway up the mountain.

A few people walked into the small courtyard of Orion's house, and Xiao Jiu immediately ran over from the kitchen. He looked at the gloomy young master, and quickly ducked to the side to watch Wan Lin and Xiaoya carefully say, "You guys are back. ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ just waiting for you to have dinner."

As he spoke, he looked at the two little leopards at the feet of Wan Lin and Xiaoya and said, "What do you eat? I'll go get it for you."

The two leopards looked up at him, wagging their tails and running up the hill behind without a word. Wan Lin smiled and patted Xiao Jiu's shoulder and said, "Ha ha ha, don't worry about them. They will find food on their own, they won't be hungry."

Wan Lin said, and greeted Xie Chao and Xiaoya to go to the stream next to them. The three came to the stream to brush off the dust on their bodies, then squatted down and washed their faces, then stood up and walked to the hut next to them.

In the wooden house, the old master and grandfather were sitting on a small bamboo chair and chatting. Both of them held a long bamboo smoking bag in their hands.

When the two old men saw Wan Lin and the three of them pushed the door and walked in, they turned to look at the door. Seeing Xie Chao's gloomy face, the old master raised his hand to remove the cigarette bag from his mouth, frowned and asked, "Xiao Chao, what happened?"

When the old Wan family heard the sound, he turned his eyes to Xie Chao, who had a gloomy face, and then turned his questioning eyes to Wan Lin and Xiaoya.