Chapter 504: One Prison and Three Living Treasures

The process of taking the plane was no less than another breathless break for Ruotong, no matter how patiently the flight attendant comforted her, there was no trace of blood on her face, her lips were blue, and she couldn't help trembling.

Who would have known that this fairy-like master would have a strict fear of heights. Because of the superlative relationship of light power, Ruotong's body is extremely sensitive to height, and she may be able to walk through the cliffs up to 100 meters high, but at an altitude of 12,000 meters, it is completely two concepts.

Later, Shen Ming found that when she hugged Ruotong tightly, her nervousness could be relieved to a certain extent, and once she let go, she would start to get sick again. As a result, sitting on the leather high-end sofa, Shen Ming no longer dared to relax his master, and he didn't even dare to go to the toilet.

"Master, why don't you sue me if you have a fear of heights?" Shen Ming gently patted Ruotong's shoulder and whispered in his ear as if coaxing a child to sleep.

"Because I'm a master, how can I say it and make the disciples laugh at me?" Ruotong leaned on Shen Ming's chest with his eyes closed, as if as long as he listened to this heartbeat, he could be fearless, and every qiē under his feet could be as solid as the earth.

"I'm sorry, I didn't care about your feelings at all, I didn't pull you on the plane, I was sorry for you." Shen Ming blamed himself deeply.

"Forget it, I can see how worried you are about your family, and if we're still wandering around on the ground right now, it's going to be you shivering nervously. If there's always one person to be afraid of, I want that person to be me. Ruotong said softly.

"Why?" Shen Ming didn't understand.

"Because at least I am in your arms, do you want to be in my arms? Shameless??" Ruotong smiled, so up close, it was still beautiful without a trace of flaws.

"Master, you are so beautiful." Shen Ming couldn't help but praise, just like the artist crying uncontrollably in the face of the statue of Venus.

"Beautiful? Ugly? It's just a stinky skin, why care, only that beating heart should distinguish between good and evil, beauty and ugliness. Ruotong snuggled up to Shen Ming's chest like a kitten, unwilling to leave the slightest.

"Huh? So what about my heart? Shen Ming said embarrassedly.

"As long as I like it, whether it's good or bad, good or evil, don't make a noise, let me keep listening." Ruotong raised a finger and put it on Shen Ming's lips, the fresh body fragrance was intoxicating, for a moment Shen Ming was selfish and wanted to let the plane turn around twice, don't land so fast?

And Ruo Tong wished that he had already cultivated into a true immortal, so that time could be suspended forever at this moment.

After a two-hour voyage, Shen Ming came to the westernmost city of the Celestial Empire, and this was not the end of the journey, and then they not only had to cross this city, but also had to trek five hundred kilometers through mountains and rivers to reach the location of Fengjia Villa, and the distance of more than four hundred kilometers was completely invisible to the modern highway.

To this end, Shen Ming prepared a novel means of transportation, that is, off-road motorcycles.

Shen Ming loaded his luggage around the motorcycle and handed a helmet to Ruotong.

"Do you want me to be a passenger again?" Ruotong pouted angrily.

"Huh? This is for the sake of safety, doesn't Master know how to drive? Shen Ming clasped his cheeks in confusion and said.

"I wouldn't say a four-wheeled car, but how hard can a two-wheeled motorcycle be? I learned to ride a bicycle in the village. Ruotong has long wanted to try what it feels like to be a driver.

"Uh...... Okay, but you'd better slow down at first, the car is iron-clad, and the motorcycle is meat-clad iron, so pay attention to safety. Shen Ming was still afraid.

Just like that, Shen Ming sat in the back seat, hugged Ruotong's waist, and went all the way to the west. If Tong learned the motorcycle is still very fast, she forgot about Shen Ming slowed down and slowed down, and directly twisted the accelerator and ran away, even if she was going back and forth in the traffic, she was also fearless, and no one told her about the rules of the red light and the green light, but she was completely ignored, and the off-road motorcycle was driven into the speed of a road race.

When he encountered someone in the way, Ruotong directly raised the front of the car and rushed into the air from someone else's trunk, almost tossing in the air for three and a half weeks and adding Thomas to maneuver.

After leaving the city, it feels much better, there are fewer cars on the road, and even if there is a car, it is to avoid this pair of outlaws. Both sides of the road are full of comfortable lilacs, which is the taste of hometown, mixed with the cool wind, Ruotong can't even close her eyes and open her arms to enjoy the baptism of the breath of her homeland.

She was so happy that Shen Ming grabbed the handlebar from behind, for fear of dying in a car accident, it would be really funny.

The drivers passing by next to him all sighed, "Damn, motorcycles can also play "Titanic"?" The people in the city really know how to play. ”

Ruotong's ride ended at the end of the road, and the next journey belonged to the forest, so there was no way to go at all, so Shen Ming could only drive it.

Fengjia Villa has been deeply rooted in this wild for thousands of years, and there has always been only one plank road feasible, but along the way are the Feng family's bright posts and secret posts. Shen Ming didn't come to eat and drink, so naturally it was impossible to take advantage of the road, so he had to find another way.

Different from the road they traveled, the plank road at the moment was overcrowded, and visitors from all over the world seemed to be rushing to the temple fair. Take a closer look at these visitors, all of them are dressed in strange costumes, Taoist priests holding dust, monks holding Zen staffs, muscular boxers, and old men in Tai Chi clothes.

These are all the guests of the martial arts who came to participate in the world's first martial arts meeting, and this group of bigwigs all clasped their fists and saluted each other when they met, "Hello Master!" "Hello Master!" "Hello Master!" The scene was full of joy.

The Feng family prepared a carriage to send everyone to the villa, and everyone lined up to go up from there. The world's first martial arts meeting once every 20 years is far more rare than the World Cup, and many people who were young and strong men in the last session have now become gray-haired and old.

Of course, each faction also brought its own protégés and planned to show their strength at the conference.

And the bustle outside the house did not disturb the bloody silence in the prison at all, and Shen Wan'er, who had been in a coma for a long time, finally woke up.

In the dim cell, Wan'er found herself hanging with her hands, the thick chains were connected in mid-air, her height was just enough to tip her toes, and her wrists would be more comfortable, once she relaxed, she felt that half of her palms were going to be torn off.

And she is not the only one locked in this cell, Huang Yibo is standing beside her, but only her neck is locked, just like locking dogs in every house.

Of course, in addition to these two, there is also a big man in the cell, it is the twenty-one young man of the Feng family who was pierced through the 72 major points and hung in mid-air with blood...... Feng Quan.

In the cell, only a skylight opened above his head, and the sunlight hit him straight on him, like a work of art, and it was hard not to notice his existence.

"Wangcai? Why did you come along? Wan'er asked curiously, only to remember that when she was at home that day, Huang Yibo was also by her side.

"No, you can't come here...... If I didn't know how to drive, I would have been solved by Mr. Feng Qianqi. Huang Yibo also wanted to cry without tears.

"Damn, you actually called that Mr. Bastard, do you want to die? Say, why can you stand while I hang? Wan'er said unhappily.

"Because Mr. Feng Qianqi ......" Huang Yibo looked at Wan'er's face and was unhappy, and immediately changed his words, "Because the bastard said, you are very strong, so you have to hang, I am very weak, just tie it casually." Wan'er, you've been in a coma for a long time, are you feeling better now? Does your head still hurt? ”

"My head doesn't hurt, my hands hurt. Wangcai, get down quickly, give me a foothold! Wan'er ordered.

"Yes!" Huang Yibo lay on the ground without hesitation, letting Wan'er's little feet step on the fat on his chest, don't say, that feeling can only be understood and indescribable, who said that being a stepping stone is an insult? Wan'er wears a skirt!

"Speaking of Wangcai, how long have we been locked in?" Huang Yibo's fat was swaying, but Wan'er was also much more comfortable after finally being able to stand firm, and then she began to think about how to escape from this ghost place.

"I don't have a concept of time, maybe an hour or two, right?" Huang Yibo, who was lying on the ground and looking up, was bright.

"Do you know where the old lady and that kung fu pigtail charm went?" Wan'er asked, trying to pull the chain in her hand.

"Sister Mei is locked up in other positions, and Sister Xiao Yi seems to be taken by the bastard's side." Huang Yibo really wanted to tell Wan'er not to move, stepping on it, he was too stoned.

"Really? It seems that my brother took something important from that sissy, otherwise we wouldn't have a chance to live. Wan'er inhaled once, jumped up vigorously, stepped on the rock wall with both feet, grabbed the chain with both hands, and tried to pull out the chain with all her might.

The steel heart was running at full strength, and the red veins on Wan'er's body bulged again, and even the muscles became extremely hideous. The chains rattled and trembled as they were pulled, but they could not pull the lock out of the wall even the slightest.

"!" Suddenly, Wan'er's feet slipped and slammed back into the wall, shaking the chains that held Feng Quan in the air.

"!" This time, Feng Quan scolded bitterly, you have been noisy since you came in, and you can't even stop your mouth when you go to prison? ”

"Oh, I thought it was a quick 'bacon', but I didn't expect to be able to speak. I said bacon, are you addicted to the jailer? Do you really want to be a model prisoner and be hung like this for the rest of your life? Of course, if you're a king, I'll be a mouthful. Wan'er was in a bad mood, someone found fault, but it was just right, Wan'er did it to Mai Mang.

"A girl speaks so vulgarly, does she have a father and no mother?" Feng Quan said angrily, he had just been ruined by this girl when he meditated on the ascetic cultivation of wild cultivation, if it wasn't for the 72 acupoints being sealed, he would have gone mad and become demented, of course he was angry.

"Hehe, your grandfather is my father, and your grandmother is my mother. It's so rude to see your mother-in-law, I knew that your father would paste you on the wall. "Wan'er quarreled, it was really powerful.