On the edge of the cliff, Hongyu still stood there quietly, motionless for a day and a night, without a drop of water.

Yesterday, it was here that she saw her sweetheart disappear in front of her eyes like this, falling under this hundred-zhang cliff, especially when her own sword actually pierced into his body, she never thought that her sword would stab him at a certain time in her life, to endanger his life, but just yesterday everything became a reality, and her long sword pierced into his flesh and blood like this, did she hurt him?

In the past twelve hours, he has been constantly asking whether he should immediately commit suicide with his sword and go to Huangquan with him, but if so, even if he commits suicide and dies, then what face will he have to go to Huangquan Road and meet him on the side of Wangxiang Terrace.

The tears have dried up, the voice has become hoarse, and the only thing he can do now is to stand here quietly, just accompany him quietly, hoping that he can still feel his breath.

A slight sound of footsteps sounded, but Hongyu didn't realize it, Situ Xiao walked over with scars all over his body, yesterday Yan Hong and Da Si Ming both fell off the cliff, and the two people on both sides were shocked, but the strange thing is that the two people of the Yin and Yang family did not chase and fight, but instead stopped the truce, just with a strange atmosphere, they walked away, but Situ Xiao could also see a trace of sadness in their eyes, after all, they were partners who had been together for many years, and people could not be ruthless.

"Hongyu, you haven't closed your eyes for a day and a night, if you go on like this, Yan Hong's kid has no news, and you yourself are tired, how can you get it."

"At the moment he fell off the cliff, my heart was already dead, and if he was not there, why should I remain in this world." laughed miserably, and replied weakly.

Situ smiled at the corner of his mouth, but he still stubbornly said, "Then if you give up on yourself like this, who will take care of that kid's family business, although I haven't been there, but I also heard that it is a big inheritance!" ”

"Family business?" Hongyu laughed miserably, and continued, "It's come to this, what else do you want to do with those things outside your body, it's better to just disappear." ”

Situ Xiao was also angry when he heard this, thrust the long knife into the ground, and said angrily, "Little girl, do you think Lao Tzu is in a better mood than you are now?" MD Lao Tzu watched him grow up little by little from a bare-ass doll, the feelings can be worse than yours, you are still crying here, a mouthful of dead words, Lao Tzu will never see it, that kid is a cat, cats have nine lives, that kid is the life of nine cats, if you let go of this huge foundation, MD that one day he really came back, and saw his woman ruined his family business, what kind of mood would he have, ah! You answer Lao Tzu, why don't you keep quiet! ”

With a burst of shouting, and two foul words from time to time, Hongyu finally came back to her senses, and asked with a little hope, "Not dead?" Are you sure? Uncle Xiao, can you really be sure that Zihong is not dead? ”

"How does this old man know, but if you stand here like this, even if he is alive, he is dead!"

"Then you teach me, what should I do, Ruby listens to you." At this moment, Hongyu is already in a big mess, and the six gods have no owner, completely losing the heroic posture of the past, and there is no square inch.

"TMD, you girl, you ask Lao Tzu for a fart, that kid has such a big industry, don't you know that all of them are sent to find people? And the old man of his family is also a big family, don't you know to inform him? ”

There was a burst of scolding and scolding, no tune, but Hongyu woke up, only to see that Hongyu was about to run to the meeting when he turned his head and moved up, looking at the posture to mobilize manpower, but as soon as he moved, he felt that the world was spinning, and he fainted in front of him.

The water and rice did not enter for a day and a night, and there was a series of battles before, and then the heart was traumatized, and now where is the strength to do things, of course, it is natural to faint.

Situ smiled helplessly and said, "Hey, I have to be a coolie every time, I'm really a heartless girl." ”

After speaking, he threw the red jade on the back of Rouge Xue's horse, and rode it himself, riding the dust, now time is life!

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Under the cliff, Yan Hong lay upright in a pool, his body was suspended, and what was even more strange was that this pool was still bubbling with a trace of water vapor, which was a good hot spring.

At this moment, Yan Hong was already in a deep coma, his brain was concussed, his internal organs were displaced, and his muscles and bones were broken in many places, which could be described as precarious.

But at this moment, Yan Hong's eyebrows suddenly flashed a faint blue halo, and gradually intensified, the color was also, light blue gradually changed to dark blue, but this did not stop, the dark blue changed again, turned into light purple, a stick of incense has completely transformed into dark purple after the time has passed, and the halo will envelop Yan Hong little by little, evolving into a purple cocoon-like aperture, completely wrapping Yan Hong, from the outside, you can only see a very rich oval purple ball of light, and there is nothing else.

If Yan Hong was awake now, then he would definitely find that his external injuries were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and after half an hour, there was no trace of blood on his body, and the scars of the repeated battles were restored like before.

At this time, the scroll that lurked in the depths of the soul like a jade texture scroll, is also gradually transforming, only to see a little bit of melting, into liquid, a little bit of gathering, when the tower it all turned into white droplets, and gradually converged into a water flow as thick as a hair, slowly flowing, flowing into the sea of knowledge.

In Yan Hong's sea of consciousness, the white runoff has changed again, and gradually divided into seven strands, each strand is still as thick as a hair, no increase, no decrease, seven strands of runoff criss-crossed, and once again metamorphosed, becoming a huge six-pointed star, firmly entrenched in the center of Yan Hong's sea of consciousness, each of the six corners of the six-pointed star has a white vortex rotating unhurriedly, three clockwise, three counterclockwise, and the empty place in the center of the six-pointed star is a black vortex, But this qiē does not seem weird, but rather holy and profound.

Martial artists, after stepping into the realm of [Dao], can look inward, integrate their spiritual power into the sea of knowledge, and check the situation in their own body, which is a qualitative leap, and from then on, the martial artist's control of internal strength has also reached a point of handy, and he can do whatever he wants to cultivate.

For example, a blind person needs to be supported to walk, or with the help of tools, and the warrior is just practicing by feeling like a blind person before he can look inward, so there is a phenomenon that the martial artist is most afraid of - going mad.

And once the strength enters the realm of [Martial Arts], after the martial artist can look inward, it will be like a blind man curing his eyes, and he will no longer have to worry about falling, no need to support, as long as he can see inward, then the martial artist's mastery of the meridians and strength is as easy as a snap, and it will almost eliminate the madness, so that the martial artist will also have the opportunity to impact the peak realm of martial arts [Broken Void].

And this catastrophe opened a door for Yan Hong, the door of martial arts, although his cultivation is far from reaching the realm of martial arts, but the six-pointed star formed by this magical scroll can already guide Yan Hong to look inward, and it almost eliminates the danger of going mad.

This is exactly where the blessing and misfortune lie, and the blessing of the misfortune depends, and every qiē is the number of fate.