A sudden heavy rain, and it was a pouring rain, made what was just a normal catch-up difficult.

How much more than 10 times higher?

In fact, there was no road on the earth, but when many people walked, it became a road.

This sentence can be said to be the most accurate description of this mountain road. This mountain road was originally the foot of a barren mountain, and then it was trampled into a road by one after another mountain turners, so it was covered with large and small gravel, as for the uneven level and the like, it was originally its natural attribute.

The rain was too heavy.

To exaggerate, for a while, it was a hellish world.

At this moment, if you have a bird's-eye view, you will find that the surroundings of Kailash have become a completely watery country, and the water carries mud and sand and gravel, raging in all directions.

This kind of tyrannical and barbaric scene, which was born suddenly because of a heavy rain, and of course will disappear quickly when the rain stops, is difficult for people in the city to imagine. Although Su Xiangdong is a rough man, he is just a rough man who lives in the city most of the time.

He doesn't have any natural powers, and he doesn't come out of the special forces.

His little "specialty" is not worth mentioning and vulnerable in the face of the great power of heaven and earth.

Encountered along the way, even the most pious mountain turners, most of them stopped, temporarily retreating from this torrential rain, a very small number of them, although they still walked and worshipped, but the movements were extremely slow, like Su Xiangdong was so embarrassed to the extreme "escape", only this one, and nothing else.

"Thief God!" Su Xiangdong temporarily stopped and rested for a while.

The mouth is dry, the heart is burning, the hands and feet are weak, and the eyes are dark. If you count the hanging right hand that is still drenching in heartache, and the left leg that obviously can't stand up straight, Su Xiangdong's situation at the moment is more miserable and miserable.

The heavy rain was pouring down, and Su Xiangdong's face was a little painful when he raised his head.

What is Su Xiangdong doing with his head raised?

Complain to God!

But the complaint was obviously denied, and within a few seconds of raising his head, a particularly large droplet of water hit the corner of his eye, making him have to close his eyes and bow his head the next moment, turning from a frustrated and angry complainant to a humble one.

At this time, he was a bit like the other mountain turners.

The misery is really miserable, but this misery is actually only temporary, and afterwards, at most, a few days of recuperation, and probably nothing will happen.

And, as long as he stops, he doesn't chase anymore.

It's just rain.

It's not hail.

Even if you are drenched in this rain, washed away, and then, a cold, a fever for a few days?

What a big deal!

But.

Unwilling.

What is not reconciled, in fact, Su Xiangdong himself does not know. And running and tossing until now, he has thought about it many times, even if he catches up and finds out that person, what can he do?

What happens next?

I don't know.

So at this moment, how impulsive, how confused, how blind, and how self-seeking to suffer!

But.

Really unwilling.

It's just unwilling.

At this moment, "catching up" has become an obsession, even a demonic thought, which dominates all of Su Xiangdong's thoughts, as for how to catch up and what if he can't catch up, he has no time to think, and even if he thinks, he can't get any results.

Therefore, after gasping for breath and accumulating a little bit for himself, Su Xiangdong continued, barely taking a big stride and staggering.

He can't take small steps.

Big strides may not be able to catch up.

But small steps will not catch up! If the other party does not stop.

Walking and resting, resting and walking.

Several times three times, three times several times.

Whether it is physical strength or will, and in fact, the two are also related, Su Xiangdong was about to reach the real limit of both, and suddenly saw that a group of mountain turners appeared in front of him.

Yes, a bunch.

Like a dying fish, Su made the final leap to the east.

I don't know where the last "bottom force" came from, so Su Xiangdong ran in front of the group of people again, and he didn't care about any looks, let alone identification or anything, but instinctively said to one of the two old men, "Meet the master!", and then bowed to the ground all of a sudden.

No, it's falling to the ground.

He fainted.

For this person who suddenly appeared out of nowhere, the group was all inexplicable.

After Mr. Zhang was stunned for a moment, he looked at the young man who had fallen at his feet and had fainted, thoughtfully, and then turned to Xu Guangling and said, "Humble words, this person is here to find you?"

Probably yes.

But when everyone thought of his actions just now, even if the scene was not very suitable at this time, they all felt a sense of ridicule in their hearts.

This is......

Looking for the right temple, but worshipping the wrong Buddha?

"He's got injuries to his wrists and knees, so I'll take care of him first. Xu Guangling said.

Xu Guangling didn't deliberately shield everyone from the rain before, but then when he saw that the rain was getting heavier and heavier, he had to do something. So in fact, all the way to the people, it was pouring rain outside, and the left of their group could only be called moderate rain at best.

And most of this moderate rain "missed", falling close to their side, but always "just right" staggered them.

In particular, the two ladies in the team were taken care of.

Along the way, they only felt the wild beauty of the world, whether it was pouring rain or raging torrents, it was just a landscape, magnificent and charming.

The kind of tyranny and barbarism that Su Xiangdong felt was not available to them.

And just by looking at this person, from the violent aura trembling and fluctuating around him, Xu Guangling knew what he had experienced before.

The three silver needles of large, medium and small are still Xu Guangling's must-haves. He is a close disciple of a generation of imperial doctors, and he doesn't have any standard tools on his hand?

But since he took that step, the silver needle has actually become a symbolic or commemorative existence.

At this moment, Xu Guangling's heart moved, and the qi of the earth and mountains directly condensed into the shape of a silver needle, and landed on the left knee and right wrist of the person who fell in front of him, and then, trembling at an extremely fast speed, breaking through the aura of life around his body and integrating into his body.

After doing this, the qi of the surrounding plants and trees was absorbed, like rain, washing over its body, and then, some scattered third mist around it was also gathered by Xu Guangling.

After this, the aura of life of the person in front of him no longer regains its former aura, but becomes completely strong.

had already leaked the bottom in front of everyone, and at this moment, Xu Guangling didn't even do a little bit of disguise. In the eyes of the group, the man who was lying on the ground fell to a big stone twenty or thirty meters away from the roadside like a fluttering feather, and then sat there.

The two old men looked at the corners of their eyes and shrunk.

The big guy and Qian Shaoyou not only shrank the corners of their eyes, but even their necks.

As a person from a special department, the easiest thing to think of when watching this scene is the means of attack. - Even the weight of one or two hundred catties can be treated as light as nothing, if you control a small thing, such as a sharp blade, or even more excessively, a needle......

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