Wen Yiming was suddenly inexplicably pulled out thirty meters away by that force, and after landing, his legs were still mechanical

At this moment, he didn't have half the energy to think, and when his mental power was completely exhausted, all kinds of negative stimuli on his body had already put him on the verge of collapse. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Tongling Wu's shock was even more unbearable than Wang Liang's, and even the transmission of the guide was trembling, but it was excitement, not fear.

"Lao Wen, your luck is really against the sky. The four random effects of the Shadow Emperor's heart essence have been teleported by you!" The psychic black pointed the way, and sighed again and again.

Wen Yiming didn't answer, whether it was teleportation or empty escape, being able to survive was the key. In the short time that he teleported just now, no less than twenty wounds were cut through his entire body, and the sudden squeezing and pulling force made him clearly feel the bleeding in multiple viscera.

The most helpless thing for him was that the seven star ornament jade hairpins of the Dragon Devouring Beidou were actually sucked out, although he didn't feel anything abnormal for the time being, but the remaining cold power that had not been dispelled could no longer be suppressed, and it would attack every two minutes.

He was able to continue to run at high speed, completely relying on the cyan software in his body that automatically absorbed the vitality to provide true qi, and the mechanical high-frequency strides under his feet could not even be controlled by himself.

Tongling Wu looked at the cliff two hundred meters ahead, glanced at Wen Yiming, who was not slowing down, his eyes seemed to be closed at any time, and he hurriedly transmitted, "The road ahead is the dead end you said, think of a way, Wang Liang has caught up." ”

Wen Yiming couldn't make a sound when he wanted to laugh miserably, and a mouthful of blood mixed with ice slag vomited out, splashing all over his chest. If it was before, he might still be able to fight on this cliff, but now this state is better than being caught by Wang Liang, it is better to jump off the cliff.

He really didn't expect the temporary howl to erupt, and it actually triggered the teleportation, where was that kind of high-intensity shuttle that a low-level martial artist like him could bear.

"Let's catch it, haha" Wang Liang, who caught up with him again, saw the cliff in front of him, and his mood suddenly became cloudless.

In the time when Wen Yiming's cold power caused his speed to stagnate, Wang Liang's face was bruised with a hideous smile, and a pair of eye pupils were already rising forward while being blood-red.

This time, he didn't even sacrifice his blade, he had already seen that Wen Yiming had no power to resist, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that the oil was exhausted.

Wang Liang's sudden surge in speed made Wen Yiming's heart sink to the valley.

The spiritual power is exhausted, and the true qi is all provided by the automatic absorption of the best Lingyuan Crystal Essence by the cyan soft body, the dragon swallows the Beidou and disintegrates, the spirit ruin space is consumed by a large amount of blood, there is no trace of inventory, the body is stiff and can't even turn around and fight hard, and the dragon and tiger's forbidden anger is no different from early death.

'Ahh At this moment, even the gun's intent of 'who else should I be' permeated out, but the speed was still only a little faster, almost nothing.

The distance between the two was less than ten meters, and Wang Liang's figure reached forward, and Zhang Chaowen grabbed it with five fingers.

'Poof!'

Blood splattered all over Wen Yiming's back, causing him to feel a slight heat flow on his stiff and numb back.

He was still lunging forward uncontrollably, but he didn't feel a trace of pain. The six senses, which had already been confused, vaguely heard two heavy muffled sounds behind him.

Tongling Wu reflexively put his eyes wide on his shoulders, opened his beak wide, and looked at Wang Liang behind him who was cut into two pieces by a black shadow and white light, and he didn't even let out a scream, and the two corpses both fell to the ground;

At this time, it saw clearly that half of the black shadow was actually a man in black holding a long knife.

Psychic Wu was stunned, Wen Yiming was less than twenty meters close to the cliff, and hurriedly flapped his wings and transmitted, "Stop, Wang Liang is hanging, stop, do it!"

At this moment, Wen Yiming burst into tears, he couldn't stop at all, and the next second he had stepped out of the cliff.

At the moment, he felt suddenly relaxed, the matter had come to this, it was useless to think too much, and he lost consciousness when his teeth loosened.

Wen Yiming was lying on his back on the ground, and when he opened his eyes, he saw that the night sky was full of stars, and the night wind gently blew his long snow-white hair, scattering and fluttering on the ground.

He heard a slight crackling sound in his ears, and turned his head slightly to look at a burning bonfire not far away.

And next to him sat a man in black with a long knife at his waist, his long black hair spread out was naturally draped behind his back, and his back looked extremely powerful.

"Come and get something to eat when you wake up, you've been lying down for five days. The black-clothed back didn't move a bit, and said calmly.

Wen Yiming tried to move his arm, but he was no longer stiff, and when he sat up, he felt pain all over his body. However, his physical strength and true qi have recovered a lot.

Tongling Wu was standing by the fire tearing an elbow of wild boar, and when he woke up, he said, "Lao Wen, this guy pulled you back from the cliff, in the late stage of the Great Martial Arts! ”

Wen Yiming got up and walked to the bonfire opposite the man in black, and saw that he was only thirty-six or seventeen years old, but his indifferent face had a vicissitudes of life, his beard under his chin was slightly raised, and his facial lines were resolute, quite like an iron-blooded soldier.

"Thank you for your help!" Wen Yiming bowed and clasped his fists.

The man in black raised his eyes to look at Wen Yiming's Lei Gong's face, and said lightly after a while, "Sit down, eat something first, I have something to ask you." ”

This person seems to be indifferent, and his words are extremely direct, but Wen Yiming can hear a trace of humanity in it. This is very much in line with Wen Yiming's military character in the depths of his bones.

After arching his hand, Wen Yiming sat down, took a piece of roasted wild boar meat from the shelf of the bonfire, and began to gobble it up.

Tongling Wu secretly glanced at the man in black, turned his back and whispered, "Lao Wen, he has wine!"

"Cough" Wen Yiming almost didn't choke out a mouthful of minced meat. Secretly, this old black man has made good wine in the endless passage.

The man in black glanced at the Tongling Wu coldly, took out a wine jar with a touch of his waist, and threw it at Wen Yiming.

Wen Yiming hurriedly caught it, and looked at the man in black at a loss with a mouthful of wild boar in a daze.

"Sneak around again, and the next meal will be roasted psychic black!" said the man in black with an expressionless face.

Tongling Wu turned around and 'snapped' and raised his wings to cover the long mouth clip, and his eyes couldn't hide his surprise.

"I actually know the content of the psychic black transmission," Wen Yiming said secretly. With an embarrassed grin, he slapped open the mud seal of the wine jar, and a long-lost fragrance came to his nose, which made Wen Yiming and Tongling hungry.

After a while, one person and one bird emptied a jar of spirits, but looking at the expression of the psychic black, he also knew that Wen Yiming had taken it by force.

Wen Yiming touched his chest from time to time, and secretly wondered in his heart, why did the power of yin and cold disappear? Could it be that the man in black helped to drive it away?

Seeing Wen Yiming touching his chest thoughtfully, the man in black raised his eyes and looked at Wen Yiming quietly again.

Although Wen Yiming didn't feel that this person was malicious, he was also uncomfortable, so he hugged his fists and said, "I don't know if my predecessor has anything to ask." ”

"The cold qi of your heart has been dispelled by me, and now you answer me two questions. After a while, the man in black spoke up.

Wen Yiming said secretly, it turned out that the power of yin and cold was called Xuanzhen cold qi, but it was worthy of its name. I was grateful to the man in black for saving his life, and said respectfully, "Senior, please speak." ”

The man in black had a slightly strange expression at this time, and said, "Who is your master?" I felt the gun's intent from you, so I made a move." ”

Wen Yiming's expression changed by the sudden and unexpected questioning. Although this person has a life-saving grace for him, his identity must not be revealed at all, otherwise he will put the twin cities on the cusp.

Seeing Wen Yiming's changing expression, the man in black glanced at the ring on Wen Yiming's hand and said, "Why was he hunted down?