The sharp arrow pierced through the air, and Cheng Xiaoxi was actually surprised, but because his cultivation method was different from ordinary people, he couldn't incorporate spiritual power into his body, so in the face of the rain of arrows, his body had no defenses at all, and in front of the sharp arrow, his body was like a thin layer of paper, which was broken at the touch of a button.

This kind of sharp arrow, itself is extremely heavy, the whole body is cast of heavy iron, through the strong bow accumulation, coupled with its own inertial gravity, even an inch thick iron plate can be pierced, not to mention the body of Cheng Xiaoxi, directly through the legs, bringing out a large area of blood.

It was precisely because of the injury that Cheng Xiaoxi discovered that he was even more different from ordinary people, and the blood flowing from the wound on his thigh was not bright red, but strange cyan!

He Fatzi shouted, attracting everyone on the boat, and everyone surrounded him layer by layer, leaving Wang Yue in the middle to treat Cheng Xiaoxi's wounds.

Wang Yue's cultivation is profound, but he is not good at fighting, specializing in pills, and his portable magic weapon is a medicine tripod, which has accompanied him for most of his life, from the beginning of entering the academy until now. Now Cheng Xiaoxi is injured by an arrow, it is best for him to deal with it, after all, his medicinal skills, but he is famous throughout the southern Xinjiang, He Fatzi used to be thin and weak, and thanks to taking his pill, otherwise where would he be able to grow so strong.

It's just that no matter how superb Wang Yue's medicinal skills are, he has never seen cyan blood, looking at his apprentice's wounds, he didn't know how to do it for a while.

Even Wang Yue is like this, not to mention the others, staring at each other with big eyes, and their hearts are full of surprise.

He Fatzi dipped a drop of blood on his finger, leaned in front of his nose and sniffed it, and said suspiciously: "Senior brother, you are not a human race, tell Senior Brother quickly, what is your body?"

Cheng Xiaoxi endured the severe pain and only replied to him with one word: "Get out!"

After searching in his mind for a long time, Wang Yue still didn't find the answer, and the books and miscellaneous records he had read in the past had never recorded that there was cyan blood, so he shook his head, puzzled. Because the wound was still bleeding, he couldn't care about it, so he took out a packet of white powder out of nowhere and poured it on Cheng Xiaoxi's wound.

When the powder touched the wound, it immediately dissolved, and Cheng Xiaoxi only felt a pain in his heart, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, he grabbed it on his senior brother's arm.

A scream startled the riverside birds and scared away the underwater fish.

After a while, the effect of the medicine came into play, and no more fresh blood flowed out, Wang Yue nodded, and his fat face stretched out: "Don't move around for three months." ”

Everyone talked about the color of Chengxiaoxi's blood, and they retreated one by one, leaving only Shangguan Li, Yang Yamei and He Fat. After everyone left, He Fatzi rolled up his sleeves, touched the bruises that were caught by his junior brother, and wanted to cry without tears.

This northward trip can be regarded as life and death, Shangguan Li nodded towards Cheng Xiaoxi, and then entered the cabin. Yang Yamei saw that Xiaoxi didn't pay attention, and quietly handed a spirit fruit to He Fatzi, covered her face and ran away.

Unexpectedly, He Fat Elm's head did not understand the amorous feelings at all, grabbed the spirit fruit, and cursed while eating: "What a crazy woman, hmm...... I stole the fat man's fruit, and I haven't eaten it yet!"

When Cheng Xiaoxi saw him like this, he couldn't help laughing, shaking all over, but he was too proud, pulled the wound, and turned into a grinning again.

......

After dozens of days of trekking, across three regions, Cheng Xiaoxi saw the prosperity of Rock City, felt the Zhongxiu of Wuling Mountain, watched the superb view of the Dragon Bridge, got the gift of the Wing Spirit, helped the injured purple beast, and experienced the pursuit of the man in black, all of which not only broadened his horizons, but also made him feel infinite.

Life turned out to be so simple, because he existed in this world alive, and everything he experienced was absolute and irreproducible.

Back in Nanjin City, Cheng Xiaoxi first lived in the Qin Mansion for a few days, and then asked the senior brother to pick him up, the carriage stopped at the gate of the academy, and the next road will depend on the senior brother.

He Fatzi is wide and fat, and his brute strength is naturally not small, but he can't endure hardships, and it is no problem to carry a Chengxiaoxi that is half lighter than him on his back.

He Fatzi returned to Fengyaju first, and he would definitely not be idle, in order to allow his junior brother to move freely for three months, he had been working hard in the yard for the past few days, fiddling with his new invention.

No, just after walking a few steps with Cheng Xiaoxi on his back, He Fatzi couldn't help but show off: "Senior brother, senior brother made you a particularly powerful thing, with it, you don't have to walk by yourself at all, look at the world, I can take you anywhere!"

With the return of Zhong Tianjiao to the academy, Cheng Xiaoxi's name has also spread all over the world, especially the fact that he defeated Zuo Yulin, which has been changed to be divine, and faintly, even became the object of worship in the hearts of many students.

At this time, when I saw the protagonist of their discussion, he was carried into the academy by He Fatzi, which invisibly added to the mystery of Chengxiaoxi. Don't you believe it? Go and see for yourself, he doesn't have to walk by himself when he goes out, and the prince of southern Xinjiang carries him.

Looking at the people pointing around him, He Fatzi straightened his waist and said proudly: "What, being carried by the prince of Southern Xinjiang, how do you feel in your heart." ”

Cheng Xiaoxi slapped He Fatzi's head, and said angrily: "Senior brother, if you discount your legs, I will carry you the same, and then you will tell me what you think in your heart." ”

The invitation failed, but he was ridiculed, He Fatzi smiled and strode away from everyone's sight.

When he arrived at Feng Yaju and put Cheng Xiaoxi in the courtyard, He Fatzi pushed over a wooden chair and said proudly: "Look, this is it!"

Seeing the puzzled look of his junior brother, He Fatzi hurriedly urged: "Go up and try it!"

Cheng Xiaoxi didn't doubt him, so he sat on it with his hand, feeling no different from other chairs, isn't it just on the wooden chair, with two wheels.

Seeing that the junior brother sat up, He Fatzi said again: "You push the wheels on both sides and try." ”

Cheng Xiaoxi stretched out a hand and pushed it violently, the wooden chair did not move forward as he thought, but took him to the spot, he looked panicked, and hurriedly grabbed the armrest.

Seeing this, He Fatzi immediately stabilized the wooden chair, and laughed out loud: "Hahahaha...... , who told you to use only one hand. ”

Cheng Xiaoxi carefully observed the wooden chair, and quickly figured out the reason for moving forward, this time he stretched out two hands, while holding a wheel, and forcefully moved forward, sure enough, with the rotation of the wheel, the wooden chair moved forward smoothly.

He couldn't help but admire: "Senior brother, with you, I finally did a good thing!"

It's just that because Cheng Xiaoxi sits on it, it takes a lot of strength to make the wheel move, and only after going around the courtyard, Cheng Xiaoxi's hands are a little tired.

This problem must be solved, otherwise these three months, I'm afraid I can only spend these three months in bed, and I can't really let my senior brother run around the academy with him on his back, right?

Sitting on the wooden chair, Cheng Xiaoxi fell into deep thought, and He Fatzi sat quietly next to him, wanting to see what the junior brother was doing.

After a while, Cheng Xiaoxi suddenly remembered that he had driven the stone and wooden stick, and his heart moved, and he immediately separated two spiritual powers and sent them to the two wheels.

He Fatzi looked at his junior brother for a long time without moving, and was about to ask, when suddenly, he saw the wooden chair "creak", and then moved, and took his junior brother and drove quickly towards the outside of the yard, so fast that it disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

"It can't be that powerful, right?"

How did He Fatzi know that Cheng Xiaoxi actually thought of using spiritual power to drive the wooden chair, and before his mind turned for a while, his mouth was wide open, and a pair of small eyes were round, and he looked out of the courtyard in a daze.

Half an hour later, Cheng Xiaoxi sat on the wooden chair and returned to the courtyard, during this time, he drove the wooden chair around the academy, and even visited many places that he had not been to before, and now he didn't know how happy he was to get rid of the situation of inconvenience.

Looking at Senior Brother's surprised appearance, Cheng Xiaoxi said seriously: "Senior Brother, thank you." ”

Since then, Cheng Xiaoxi has sat on this wooden chair specially built for him by his senior brother, shuttling through every corner of the academy, shocking countless students.

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Two months later, since the death of the old dean of the academy, another major event was ushered in:

The biennial hospital examination is about to begin.