As soon as he stood still, what remained in the eyes of Yong Yikai and others was a dying old man. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"You are ......" Although the clothes have not changed, their appearance and age are very different. It was only then that the leader of the Ichikaido samurai became suspicious, and he preemptively asked, "Who are you?" What about the young man who went up the mountain a few days ago? Did you kill me? Say!! ”

The old man bent over and gasped, not having the strength to answer the leader's boring questions. The other three samurai were alert and ready to take action. Only those who cultivate with Kai can feel the familiar aura on the old man's body.

"Dusty...... It's Joe Mengchen! It's only been four days since you've been gone, how did you become so old and haggard? ”

Old and haggard? If it weren't for you crying and clamoring for the collection, why did I become like this?

Old man Qiao glanced at him, but finally held back his anger and did not vent. There is no need to be suspicious, compared to caring about his own life and death, Yong Yikai should pay more attention to the results of copying Rui Fu.

"I've got the collection, and it's ...... here" Qiao Mengchen pointed to his heart, but left a big suspense for others.

Good guy, you have a good memory.

How did he do it, born a child prodigy?

Hmph, pretending to be a ghost, if you can't get it out when you go back, you'll be chopped up alive!

Either way, coming back alive is a victory. Seeing Qiao Mengchen's tired, old and sick state, Yong Yikai hurriedly comforted him, and ordered someone to bring ginger soup to help Qiao Mengchen get rid of the cold and come back to his senses.

The return journey was long and difficult for Qiao Mengchen. After walking more than ten miles, Qiao Mengchen had fallen from his horse twice or three times. Seeing this situation, Yong Yikai didn't dare to delay any longer, bought a carriage along the road to buy bedding, and carried the dying Qiao Mengchen into the canopy to take care of it carefully. However, he didn't know at all that Qiao Mengchen's body was stirring with all kinds of foreign qi, fighting with each other, fighting for each other, completely treating the host as a battlefield that had nothing to do with him, if he didn't try to channel and channel them and integrate them into one, what was waiting for Qiao Mengchen was only death.

Rapid aging of appearance and sluggish movement are the external manifestations of both qi and blood loss.

Staying overnight at the farmhouse, Qiao Mengchen still could not get water and rice, and the degree of aging was further intensified. When he went down the mountain, his face was at most sixty and zero, and now he looks more than ten years old, and he is an old man who is alive and well. At this rate, there is no need to walk back to Taiqiu City, Old Man Qiao will hang up halfway. If he dies, the hard-earned collection will be lost. Yong thought about it, turned his heart sideways, and took out his favorite things that he must not leave for a while.

In the dead of night, the moaning of a dying man came from the bed. Yong Yikai closed the door and put a jade bottle in front of Qiao Mengchen. The bottle is crystal clear, and the glow and greenery inside are shining, as if there is a lush green realm.

After hesitating for a long time, Yong Yikai unscrewed the stopper and poured all the vial of vigorous green liquor into Qiao Mengchen's mouth: "This is the spiritual liquid extracted from the stamens of the flower of the fairy pineapple......

Qiao Mengchen was speechless, and his withered eyes were as lifeless as wood and stone. Yong Yikai thought that the spiritual power of the fairy flower liquid was boundless, and no matter how bad it was, it could save the dying life. With a glimmer of hope in his mind, he kept watch until midnight. However, Qiao Mengchen didn't seem to give him face with it, Yong Yikai may be a good person, and the fairy flower liquid is not necessarily a good medicine.

The shell was getting colder, the pulse was zero, and Qiao Mengchen's skin had become cold.

Yong Yikai is not a pharmacist, he doesn't understand the pulse, he can only pray, hide outside and pray.

When he was dying, the glow in the gray hut flashed, and after a few crystalline stars, a beautiful girl was outlined. With apricot eyes and cherry lips, her willow eyebrows are tightly locked, and it seems that it is difficult to choose. This star-studded girl is the phantom body of Mu Chong Sakura, who Qiao Mengchen took with him in the morning and at noon and at night, fled for his life together, and was lucky enough to see his bare ass.

"You're really a miserable person, compared to you, what is my experience?" The phantom body looked at Old Man Qiao's face and sighed to himself slightly.

"She" raised her hand to Qiao Mengchen's forehead from afar, and then made up her mind: "At the risk of being scolded by the monarch's father, I will lend you three years of life!" After three years, if you don't deserve to die, please repay me for thirty years of youth with interest......"

Mushroom cool, you are really! People have rescued you from the devil, and they have taken care of you all the way, and they have no merit or hard work, so why do you ask for promises at every turn? Not only is it not righteous, but is it a little too realistic? Take 10,000 steps back and let him fend for himself, are you sure you can take care of yourself alone?

No, it is taboo to violate the rules of heaven to save people in the lower realm without authorization, and if you don't ask for benefits according to the rules, once your father finds out, I don't know what kind of temper he will have.

According to the rules of the heavenly city, it is called the heavenly rule.

After a twist and turn of the ideological struggle, the phantom body recited the spell; Immediately, a vitality with the fragrance of the girl's body entered from Qiao Mengchen's nostrils, slowly melting into every inch of skin and every vein on his body surface.

At the time of a cup of tea, Qiao Mengchen's throat squirmed. "She" raised her water sleeve to wipe away a bead of sweat on her face, retracted her starlight figure with satisfaction, and slowly disappeared into the Ruyi bag.

At critical times, there is always a miracle to save the nobles. Qiao Mengchen, his name is not cheap.

Ahem, ahem, the movement in the hut is tantamount to spring thunder on the flat ground. With a bang, the door panel cracked, and the hard wooden door made of Xiong Li wood was blasted into debris and scattered everywhere! The second-in-command of Guozijian was so caring that he didn't even have time to open the door, so he forced himself inside.

Poof, a few pieces of broken wood flew onto Qiao Mengchen's face, causing a spasm on his face. His hairy mouth was open, and a stream of ink-like liquid gushed like an arrow, and in an instant, the upper room of the farmhouse was everywhere, and Yongyikai and the warriors who moved when they heard the sound were not spared. The smell of vomit is extremely greasy, and it can't be wiped off if it sticks to the skin.

The samurai leader of the Ichikaido couldn't stand the fishy smell and was the first to spit it out. Once the dominoes were knocked down, they could never be recovered: Yong Yikai vomited, and the rest of the samurai who ran into the house recklessly also vomited, making a neat room smoky and smelly.

In the end, it was Qiao Mengchen who couldn't stand it anymore and fled first despite his physical weakness.

At this moment, Yong Yikai must have 10,000 grass and mud horses running through in their hearts! Dog thing, obviously he is the initiator, and he still ignores his brotherly love and steals his life alone! Hold him ...... The samurai leader was agile and grabbed the corner of Qiao Mengchen's clothes, who would have thought that his body of more than 300 catties would be dragged out of the door by the weak old man Qiao......

The power of example? That's of course infinite! One by one, in addition to vomiting, Yong Yikai and the remaining warriors did not forget to catch the previous one, like a possum cub clinging to the tail of the opossum mother, and never gave up.

No amount of weight can restrain Qiao Mengchen's heart to pursue free air. Bang bang bang, the connection kept knocking on the threshold, and although four or five people were hit and dizzy, they finally left this place of right and wrong. The conscience of heaven and earth is not that everyone is not used to Qiao Mengchen's unrighteous actions, but they are really forced to helpless-

The liquid that Qiao Mengchen spit out is not only extremely smelly, but also seems to have extraordinary power, not spider silk is better than spider silk, like an invisible web that can entangle other people's bodies, making it difficult for people to move an inch. Therefore, one drags the other, which is also the best choice in desperation.

Those who were quick with their hands and feet and those who were not quick washed naked until midnight. Then, some people didn't talk all night, Yong Yikai didn't sleep all night, and the samurai leader didn't sleep all night.

On the third day, from more than ten miles away from Taiqiu City, there was an endless stream of people welcoming the metro. It turned out that Yong Yikai had sent the samurai leader to send the news back to the city in advance, saying that the task that the previous generations had failed to complete was finally completed.

In a word, the savior appeared.

Everyone believes that once the Rui Fu of Baguio Cave can be copied completely, and the Rui Fu can be converted into words according to the relevant textbooks, and then the strength of all the members of the National Prison will string together the words into one lecture note, not to mention that it can lead everyone to embark on a correct path of cultivation, completely get rid of the shadow of being enslaved by the rule of the underworld, and change the fate of not being able to live forever.

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At the same time, I don't know how long it will take to go to the northwest of Donggao Country, and in the midst of the stormy waves where ice and fire coexist, wind and water are intertwined, there stands an island that rises from the sky. I don't know how big this island is, but I see that in the sea of clouds and fog, there are strange flowers and plants everywhere, and there are secluded caves, and there is a beautiful scenery of the south of the country with strange peaks and green ravines and springs.

In a pavilion built in the middle of the mountain, a middle-aged man with his hands behind his back overlooks a wall-hung waterfall that slowly descends from the hanging rock suspended in the clouds on the opposite side.

The pumice rock spirit vine shows the tree, and the birds choose to perch. The source of this flying waterfall comes from the raindrops that landed on the pumice rocks 30,000 years ago, and the flow is still endless. Deep in the crevices at the bottom of the pumice rock, there is a hazy fluorescent light that looms from time to time. When some unsuspecting chicks fly closer, they will be bewildered by the fluorescent light and become one of the thousands of victims.

"Venerable Master, look at ......" the speaker was the Ice Sha kneeling behind the man, who had completed his mission to protect the Baguio Cave Rui Fu and returned here to restore his life.

At this moment, the ice shatter was lying on the ground paved with jade crystal orbs like a pet lizard. Its whole body was covered with black bumps, and its face was sincerely frightened, and the majestic aura on the rooftop of the peak had long been gone.

"Alright, you go down first."

Outside the pavilion, a long-sleeved servant with a wishful hand waved lightly, and the ice brake, which had shrunk to the size of a domestic cat, quickly became smaller, turned into a black guard, and jumped into the bamboo cage at the girl's feet. The servant bowed away, and in a blink of an eye, put Bingsha into the lotus pond at the bottom of the mountain. The lotus pond is lush and lush, and it is dotted with all kinds of colorful flowers.

After the servant left, the man stroked the guqin. Before the song ended, the nameless fire rose in his chest. "Bang dang", the guqin was thrown into several sections, and on the back of one of them, there were five words of light and shadow floating in the "feigned madman Baoqin".

With his fall, the light mask above Yanfu Island trembled slightly. You must know that no matter how raging the Storm Ocean and the Ice Flame Ocean are, the Yanfu Continent sandwiched between them is still as stable as a mountain, and it has become a world of fairyland on earth.

The middle-aged man's name is Yang Shenghan, and this is the place where the feint Yang Shenghan and his second brother, Yang Chenghan, who is known as the first person in the upper realm, live.