Leng Xiaoshi ran wildly, his spiritual power was urged to the greatest extent, and there seemed to be faint traces of blood on his calves due to excessive running, dyeing his white robe red. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Rushing through the city gate and rushing into his own market, Leng Xiaoshi was gasping for breath while holding a lot of sweat, but his footsteps did not pause in the slightest, and he clearly felt that Leng Shaolong's body on his back was slowly becoming colder.

Along the way, most passers-by looked at him with a strange look.

"Isn't this the young master of the Leng family, why did he shed so much blood on his body."

"The person on his back seems to be Leng Shaolong of the Leng family."

"What, you mean Leng Shaolong, the Leng family's past guard captain?"

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The people around were talking a lot, talking to each other, watching Leng Xiaoshi carrying Leng Shaolong from the street to the end of the street, but they couldn't see their figures, and the crowd was still gathering in clusters, talking non-stop. After a while, the Leng family's escort team in Fang City appeared, evacuated the crowd, and everyone left.

Leng Xiaoshi rushed into the mansion and ran directly to his courtyard.

Slowly putting Leng Shaolong down, Leng Xiaoshi hurriedly turned around and put his hand on his pulse.

The next moment, Leng Xiaoshi lowered his head, his face was distorted, Leng Shaolong's body was already cold, his eyelids were closed, and his face was gray.

"Brother Sheng, is Shaolong dead, is Shaolong dead, ah?" Leng Xiaoshi closed his eyes, a line of tears slipped from his eyes, slightly melted the blood stains on his face, swallowed saliva, I don't know why, this first brother he recognized in this world, but he kept calling him the young master, obviously he didn't get along for too long, too many words to talk about, but at this moment, his cold body was lying here, Leng Xiaoshi only felt how powerless.

"He's dead."

Brother Sheng's voice was like the last shock before the execution, making Leng Xiaoshi completely fall into the abyss of pain.

"Ahh

A sky-high cry erupted from Leng Xiaoshi's mouth, and a line of blood and tears flowed from his eyes.

Outside the courtyard, Leng Buyi and Leng Wanshan stopped to look at it, the wind suddenly rose, rolling up piles of dust, falling leaves, and rolling up a mournful sound of cold stones.

"Shaolong, is it worth it?"

"Whether it's worth it or not, all this will not stop since it started."

Leng Buyi's face was flat, with a flick of his long sleeves, he turned to look at the people in the courtyard for the last time, turned around, walked away, and the wind stirred up a strand of long hair on his forehead, which seemed to be a kind of farewell.

"Ugh." With a sigh, Leng Wanshan followed up and followed behind Leng Buyi.

Waiting for them and walking away, Brother Sheng suddenly appeared in front of Leng Xiaoshi.

"Brother Sheng, Shaolong, he's really dead." At this moment, on his bloodstained face, the tears have dried, and a cold color blooms under his eyes, and he can't be restrained.

"He's dead, but it's not impossible to save him." Brother Sheng's white hair was fluttering, and his face was calm, but his words shocked and hurt people.

"How can I save it?" The emotions that had just been cleaned up became panicked for a moment, his face trembled, his eyes were full of hope, and he looked at Leng Xiaoshi hotly.

"The path of evolution of a saint can step into the long river of time, the sea of life, comprehend reincarnation, and resurrect the dead." In the blink of an eye, Brother Sheng's face was calm, and he said lightly.

"Saints? Where is the saint, and can I find him? When Leng Xiaoshi heard this, he asked urgently.

"A strand of the saint's hair can burst through the earth, and with you now, you can't get close to him, so what's the use of finding him." With a glance at his eyes, Brother Sheng hit Leng Xiaoshi mercilessly.

"It's okay, I'll get stronger, and one day, I'll find the saint." Leng Xiaoshi's eyes revealed a deep persistence.

Suddenly, Leng Xiaoshi fell into a coma, his injuries were not light, coupled with the frenzied urging of "Life and Death Steps" just now, the load on his body reached the limit, if it weren't for Shaolong's life being in danger, so that he had been forcibly kept awake, he would have passed out a long time ago. At this time, when he heard that Shaolong was still saved, he couldn't help but feel a little relieved in his heart, and he passed out.

Brother Sheng glanced at Leng Xiaoshi meaningfully, his figure flashed, and disappeared into the air, I don't know why, he was also infected by Leng Xiaoshi's sad breath, and he lost his usual playful mood.

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The next morning, Leng Xiaoshi slowly woke up.

immediately turned over, rushed out to settle Shaolong's body, and secretly cursed why he was such a bastard, how to save him from fainting. However, he didn't seem to notice that his body was unharmed.

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Outside Dongyang City, more than 100 miles to the north, you can see a small forest.

"Shaolong, young master, I'm leaving, take care." Leng Xiaoshi's eyes flashed with determination, and he immediately poured out the pot of liquor in his hand. He bowed solemnly to the pile of graves, then turned around and walked to the mouth of the woods.

At the intersection of the grove, Leng Xiaoshi stepped on a lot of fallen leaves, looked at Dongyang City, a ruthless color flashed in his eyes, and he looked back at the grave where a few yellow leaves had fallen.

In the blink of an eye, Leng Xiaoshi smiled lightly at the corner of his mouth, and said secretly in his heart: Shaolong, don't worry, I will avenge you, and I will also find a saint to save you for you.

Leng Xiaoshi exhaled a long breath, walked to the Dongyang City Gate, and stepped in.

returned to Leng's house, and Leng Xiaoshi returned to his house.

"Brother Sheng, my materials are ready, I can start." As soon as he closed the door, Leng Xiaoshi said to Brother Sheng with a smile on his face.

"Okay, you go and prepare a bigger bath bucket, and I'll help you refine your body." The corners of his mouth smiled slightly, and Brother Sheng responded.

After a while, Leng Xiaoshi moved the wooden bath bucket, walked over, and lay on the edge of the big wooden barrel, Leng Xiaoshi raised his head and looked at Brother Sheng expectantly.

"Alright, give me all the materials. The blood of the monster is violent by nature, I borrowed the blood of the monster of the gold system, I want you to practice a golden steel indestructible body, so that you can not be afraid of some hidden weapons and swordsman's plots in the future. Brother Sheng took out the blood of the gold-based demon beast and said patiently to Leng Xiaoshi before mobilizing his spiritual power, turning into a white flame to wrap it and calcine it.

"Remember, the spiritual power turns into flames, it can't be too violent, otherwise it will burn the essence of the demonic beast's blood, and when you have the soul sense, you can identify the impurities in the beast's blood, what you need to do is to calcine these impurities with the spiritual flame." Brother Sheng controlled the flame in his hand while guiding Leng Xiaoshi.

After a while, Brother Sheng's spiritual power flame was extinguished, and only a fist-sized mass of thick blood with a red luster was suspended in the air.

"It's called refining ,......."

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For a morning, Leng Xiaoshi was immersed in Brother Sheng's teachings, although he didn't know how to transform his spiritual power into flames, but these were all Brother Sheng's skills, and it was always right to learn.

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