After the difference was more than two sticks of incense, his fingers were finally barely able to move, Dugu Pocheng struggled to find three healing pills, he first swallowed one, stuffed one into Zhong Zhen's mouth, and sent another Hong Tianming who took away his essence blood. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Dugu Pocheng had actually thought about taking the pill with his feet before, but it was so disgusting to think about it, he couldn't remember how long he hadn't taken a bath. I don't even remember how to use the dust removal technique, and I don't remember it until every three or five days.

Anyway, the two of them don't seem to be able to die for a while.

Holding Hong Tianming in one hand and Zhong Zhen's hand in the other, he used two things, and each injected a trace of spiritual energy to help the two of them dissolve the medicinal power.

Hong Tianming was already weak, looking like he was about to lose his breath at any time, Dugu Pocheng was very puzzled, but he couldn't see any scars on his body. Lifting his feet and turning the person over, he found that there was a hole in the back of his heart, and blood kept seeping out.

He probed a little, and found that the hole had almost pierced him, and his heart was cracked, and he was barely a little bit of a heart to be broken.

It's a big deal!

He could only put the cracked heart together a little, but the small hole seemed to grow on him naturally, and it couldn't be closed.

Without a trace, even if a person is not killed, it can still make people bleed to death.

It's really miserable, Dugu Pocheng sighed, "It's not that I don't want to save your life, but now it's up to God to reward you for your chances of survival." ”

The so-called do your best to obey the destiny of heaven.

Then, he looked at the injured Zhong Zhen and began to be in a daze......

All the wounds were in the chest.

Dugu Pocheng gritted his teeth and bit it, what should I do?

When he knocked Hu Feize, he knocked a stick, and his sternum was broken, and he could easily pick up his clothes and connect the bones.

But now that I'm in a girl's house, let alone picking up my clothes, I can't do anything through my clothes. Maybe others know how to connect bones in the void, but he doesn't have that ability, he needs to press his hand on the other party's body, and the aura slowly penetrates in order to heal the broken bones and internal organs.

It's going to die.

He didn't think about it for too long, time waits for no one, and if he continues to grind, who knows what will happen.

"Why wasn't Zhu Ziling the one who was injured?" Dugu Pocheng muttered, and a big hand was attached to Zhong Zhen's chest after a little hesitation.

At this time, it is not his turn to be red-faced, and the main thing is to concentrate on healing the other party.

He kept praying to God, you must not wake up, otherwise Lao Tzu will die of embarrassment.

Dugu was sweating profusely, and it would have taken him only a quarter of an hour to pick up all the bones, but it took him half an hour.

He thought to himself that it would be nice if Zhong Zhen drank the earth turtle soup. At the beginning, not only did she drink the turtle soup but also the poison that Cen Banxia gave to Zhu Ziling, she was black and fat and smelly, and she felt nothing when she stuffed her into her quilt to keep warm.

Now I feel uncomfortable after touching it a few times.

Dugu Pocheng somehow remembered the conversation two days ago. Zhong Zhen said that she and Zhu Ziling are brothers and sisters. Then he asked: What about me?

Then the girl said, "You and him are brothers."

Zhu Ziling and I are brothers, needless to say, he is not only a brother but also a nephew! In fact, what Dugu Pocheng wants to ask is: Am I also your brother and sister?

As a result, when it came to wine, he got into a bout, and he forgot to continue asking.

He threw himself headlong on the meteor, plunged his head into the white clouds, and his heart fluttered violently.

An old heart.

Dugu Pocheng's face was down, his old face was flushed, and he didn't notice that Zhong Zhen's eyelids trembled lightly twice.

Some people are not only better at pretending to be gods than others, but they are also better at pretending to be stunned than others. In particular, Zhong Zhen is still silently reciting the secret of great freedom and purity, completely restraining his mind.

.......

Pure Lotus Pie.

Neither of them can die, the great Zen master of bitter tea said in his heart, he folded his hands and called Amitabha Buddha.

Hong Tianming really fainted, and the hole behind him had to be repaired slowly by himself, and the external force of others was useless. Zhong Zhen had already woken up, and for some reason she kept her eyes closed, was she afraid that she would not be able to explain to herself why she killed the Pure Yang Ancestor?

Chunyang's corpse was brought, and his chest was pierced through by Dugu Pocheng with a stick.

Kucha thought to himself, you and I have lived in vain for thousands of years, obviously because of the piercing of the sea of knowledge and the shattering of the original spirit. Do you think you can get away with a stick in the chest?

It's not like that.

All four juniors were injured, but none of them died, and it was not easy to escape from their lives under the hands of the Avatar Monk. Although Chunyang and Lian Fang are both in the early stage of the transformation of the gods, they are thousands of years in the early days of the transformation of the gods, and the means of killing people are extremely good.

And both of them are the owners of the Immortal Building.

The organization of the evil sect of Changshenglou, Kucha never expected that it would be set up by the two of them.

Cultivating immortals and seeking immortality, people who think about it often do not get immortality.

This is a mental obstacle, the more you care about your own life, the less you take other people's lives seriously, and you will enter the demonic obstacle.

"Master Zhong, if you don't open your eyes, the poor monk will take you back to Landa Temple to shave as a nun." The Great Zen Master of Bitter Tea said suddenly.

If you have the ability to shave my hair so that this weird strand doesn't grow the next day, I'll give you a damn. Zhong Zhen smiled bitterly and slowly opened her eyes.

Seeing Dugu breaking the city and turning into a snake and stabbing through Chunyang's body with a stick, Zhong Zhen was almost crying. Even if we want to cover up the cause of the old thing's death, shouldn't we smash his head? It's good to burn it clean, so if you want to cover it up, it will make you even more weak-hearted.

The problem is that although Chunyang is dead, his head is still too hard, and Dugu Pocheng, whose arm has been broken, weighed it twice and had to give up. So talking is better than nothing, and decisively inserting a stick into his heart.

The leader of the officers and soldiers who has never been a thief in his life, it is inappropriate to do such a thing of destroying corpses and destroying traces, Zhong Zhen thought to himself.

"Great Zen Master, I took a short nap just now, but I didn't pretend to be dizzy." She spoke softly, with a fishy sweetness in her mouth. The injury this time was much lighter than the time when he killed Yuanwu, but it was just a sudden pain and he had passed.

She lay on the soft fallen leaves, not a house, but a clearing halfway up the mountain.

The croaking of crows came from time to time, and the silence was tinged with poignantness.

Kucha's serious face was filled with bitter annoyance.

"Master Zhong, I really don't understand your demon cultivation skills, can you solve the confusion of the poor monk?"

This time, Zhong Zhen did not bloom the lotus flower, and said bluntly with a long sigh: "Zen master, I have nothing to say. Whatever you see is what you see, and I am who I am. ”

Some people are not easy to deceive, and it is even worse to be found out after deceiving.

"Alas......"

Kucha's sigh was longer than Zhong Zhen's, with infinite sorrow.

He couldn't see that this was the means of the devil, and it was the means of the great devil.

Knowing that the outer layer is broken, there are only two sticks on his head that Dugu broke the city afterward, and there are no other scars, but the original spirit is sparse. The broken primordial spirit has not been dispersed yet, because it is locked in the sea of knowledge.

Fortunately, the soul was not extracted, and it did not violate humanity.

"What about the ancestor of the Yun family?" Zhong Zhen stiffly changed the subject, and at the same time she was curious about what the old monk would do with the villains he caught. It is said that many monks do not kill, and they do not know what kind of monk bitter tea it is.

"Self-cut."

"Why do you want to die?"

After the bitter tea lowered his eyes, Amitabha Buddha said: "The poor monk wants to imprison him at the bottom of the Infernal Pagoda of the Rotten Ke Temple, and he will cut himself." (To be continued.) )