There was a thunder and storm, and the silver curtain fell and soaked in nine shades. The weather at sea is like the face of a politician, and it changes when it is said.

Under the dark clouds, on the doughnut-shaped island, a teenager seemed to be dissatisfied with the thunder, even if he closed his eyes and frowned before he woke up. Even his face rose red, and he looked like he was about to have a seizure.

Ahem..

The boy coughed, and a half-congealed blood clot burst out of his mouth, not because he was dissatisfied with the thunder, but because he was blocked by a mouthful of blood.

Judging from the young man's distorted face and the hand that stretched out but did not dare to touch the affected area, the end of this cough was obvious, he covered his mouth with one hand and did not dare to inhale sharply to make his chest and abdomen bulge, and the broken bones that made matters worse pierced into the lobes of the lungs after such a toss and impact, otherwise how could there be bruises.

The pain requires strong physical support, and under the operation of a long-distance marathon, the teenager can't help but sweat profusely. After convulsions and resistance to the pain, he suddenly gave up the struggle, and lay at the bottom of the cliff as if he were dead, looking at the sky with his eyes open, tears flowing from the corners of his eyes.

It was going to rain, and the severe pain in his abdomen made him exhausted, and if he didn't find a place to shelter from the rain in his situation, he would probably face a high fever, and the end of the high fever in the rain was very obvious.

Broken ribs are a trivial matter, but when there is a hospital and enough recuperation in the city, it can be a talisman for soldiers in sports or people in the field.

Heaven does not fulfill people's wishes...

The desperate thoughts in Yuan Qing's heart were magnified as quickly as wildfire, and when he was unlucky, he really drank cold water and stuffed his teeth, if he couldn't think of himself, he really wanted to see if he was a broom star, otherwise how could he be so unlucky.

Rumble...

The thunder roared again, and the rainstorm was over, like water rushing down from a faucet. Seeing the pouring rain pouring down from above, Yuan Qing closed his eyes.

Without Mu Xin, I really am nothing...

After thinking about it for a long time, I heard the sound of rain but didn't feel the rain falling, and when I opened my eyes, I saw a strange scene falling in front of me. The rain fell, and the inner circle of the doughnut-like island seemed to be covered with a transparent arched dome that separated the rain, and he could clearly see the rain flowing down the void to the edge.

The rain doesn't fall, the wind doesn't blow through, and this island is really weird...

Yuan Qing gently touched the third rib in his abdomen, slowly opened his clothes and found that the ribs had been dented, I am afraid that he had already injured the lobes of his lungs, and he stood up with difficulty on the ground with his backhand. Taking out the Mu Ling Order from his pocket, he suddenly missed the medicine he brought with him when he went to Xihai, so he should have brought some painkillers and disinfectants...

Thinking about it, he got up with the trick in his hand, and with the Chengying Sword taking out a towel, he held the towel in his mouth and Yuan Qing took a deep breath gently. The invisible blade of the Shadow Sword in his hand was extremely sharp, and the skin and flesh at the broken bone were immediately separated with a slight stroke...

Uh-huh..

Sweat mixed with the mud and dust that rolled to the ground, Yuan Qing bit the towel, his eyes were bloodshot, and his muscles were bursting, and it was undoubtedly extremely cruel to cut his ribs without anesthesia.

Ha..

Putting down the Chengying Sword, two fingers into the wound, slowly flattening the broken bone that was sunken in, hooking out the broken bone, after hooking out the broken bone, Yuan Qing took advantage of a trace of clear veins, and immediately grabbed the Mu Ling Ling Ling to run the veins of the Imperial Technique, and pasted the Mu Ling Ling Ling on the wound, this process was extremely short and extremely painful, Yuan Qing just pasted the Mu Ling Ling Ling on the wound and immediately passed out under this pain.

It's not that Yuan Qing has a low tolerance for pain, but that he was already in pain after the injury, plus a hit and fall, the severe pain of the broken bone and the lung lobe has exceeded the original several times, and the stiff cut through the skin and flesh to pick out the broken bone is even more like torture without anesthesia.

Just after Yuan Qing fell into a coma, the island underwent earth-shaking changes without his knowledge, only to see the sea water rise, and from a circle of stone walls and a half circle of transparent arched dome to prop up the sea water, the whole island fell under the sea surface, but the center of the island was not dripping.

Yuan Qing, who slowly opened his eyes and woke up after an hour, reached out and touched his abdomen, which was still slightly painful, and saw that the sky was covered with a layer of seawater, and the pupils of his eyes shrank, thinking it was an illusion, he closed his eyes and opened his eyes again, and after pinching his thighs, he found a lot of hallucinations...

Uh-huh..

Slowly getting up, bowing his head and picking up the Wood Spirit Order, the wound had healed, and the pain was limited to broken bones. The Wood Spirit Order can heal the flesh and skin, and it can also heal the wounds of the lungs, but it can't heal the broken bones. Looking at the sky again, I couldn't help but wonder, did this island sink?

But soon he didn't care what happened on this island, he was so painful that he couldn't move before, but now that he could move, he immediately stood up, after all, Yuan Lanyi might be on this island...

There was still some stinging pain in his body, he slowly stood up, and staggered away from the woods with the trees in front of him.

The doughnut-shaped island is about a kilometer in diameter, and is covered almost entirely by woods, with only a blank space in the center. Yuan Qing held his sword to cut through the thorns and bushes, and he didn't dare to use too much force, so his speed was a little slow.

And just after he walked a distance of about 100 meters, he looked back and suddenly found that the road he had split had actually returned to its original state. Looking intently, it can be seen that a section of miscellaneous bushes is growing back rapidly from the fracture, and the stumps that fall from the ground are rapidly melting by the land.

After Yuan Qing saw the situation clearly, he didn't study his idea of what was going on, but turned around and continued to open the way, how strange the land of immortals is, after all, the top of his head is full of seawater, and it is not uncommon for these plants on the ground to have the ability to grow quickly.

With the passage of time, Yuan Qing's heart became more and more excited under the opening of the road, and a corner of the square stone platform in front of him was already visible.

Will Grandpa be there?

...

With apprehension and excitement, Yuan Qing waved the thorns in front of him and moved forward again, and when he saw the jazz hat in front of the wooden house, his heart suddenly became hot...

"Grandpa! Yuan Qing shouted excitedly, and even brought the wound to cause him to cough.

Seeing that no one responded to the wooden house, Yuan Qing stepped forward, walked past the stone platform with the arch, and then passed through the stone table with a jazz cap, Yuan Qing pushed open the door of the wooden house...

No one...

The wooden house was not large, and the bed and table with an unobstructed view were simple, but he was very familiar with a small box in the shape of a vermilion medicine box on the bed.

Yuan Qing stepped forward and grabbed the medicine box, walked out of the door again excitedly, and shouted loudly...

It was only after a while that he stopped his joy and thought about it carefully, that the wooden house and the wooden table were so new that nothing had fallen into the dust. The corners of the table and the edge of the wooden bed are a little smoother than other places, indicating that his grandfather has lived here for a while, just recently...

Due to the hidden bushes all around, Yuan Qing walked to the square stone platform, and looked intently...

There are no birds and ants in the trees, no snakes and rats in the bushes, and there should be no second movement on this island except for itself. Glancing around, Yuan Qing's brows furrowed, could it be that grandpa just left?

Suddenly, Yuan Qing seemed to see something, turned his head to look left and right, and then squatted down and reached out to caress the stone platform. After touching it, he soaked off the stone platform and walked to the tree next to the wooden house, stretched out his hand to caress the trunk, and then stretched out his fingers to figure it out...

No dust!!

Looking up at the sky and the sparkling blue waves...

Disappointment rises in my heart, there is no wind, no rain, no water in the barrier... So the plants here don't get dusty, the houses here don't have microbial invasion and no wind dust, so everything looks like new.

What about grandpa? Yuan Qing sighed wistfully, grandpa should still be there, right? Otherwise, how could he put down his hat and small box here, both of which he carried with him.

Thinking of the small box, Yuan Qing strode back to the wooden house, maybe grandpa had something left?