The location of the medicine garden can be called the peak. But if you talk about the real peak of Kaikabo Peak, the top of the medicine garden is the real peak, and the vertical height is calculated, and there should be a distance of hundreds of meters from the peak to the platform where the cold iron stands.

The platform on which the cold iron stands is still sixty or seventy meters vertical from the highest point on the ground.

Calculated in this way, Qian Yuhan jumped down, jumping off a cliff in the real sense, and was not a show. The stubborn Qianyu Han has his own stubborn thoughts.

Life is long, and sometimes, although you have an idea, you may not be able to achieve it.

Don't forget that both God and Buddha like to joke with us little human beings.

People who want to kill themselves can't die, but people who don't want to kill themselves are likely to be affected by flying disasters.

Although Zhen Cheng is a cultivator, his light skills are not very bright. Of course, running on the flat ground, or falling from a high place, Zhen Cheng's light skills are still good. For example, Qian Yuhan's cliff jumping, if you change to Zhen Cheng, as long as you take off your clothes, you can not die!

Zhen Cheng's light skills are not bright enough, mainly referring to the catapult ascent that directly rises from the ground to a distance of dozens of meters. Maybe it's Newton's laws or the space house that he learned too well, Zhen Cheng has a bit of a psychological barrier to this kind of direct flight that violates the laws of physics. Every time he flew up, Zhen Cheng would suspect that something was wrong with the earth.

In the week of going to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to study, when Zhen Cheng returned to the medicine garden, although he no longer needed the help of ropes, he was still crappy like a pile of wood, flying straight up and down, and when he reached the height of the cliff, he did a somersault and rotated the direction before returning to the medicine garden.

Zhen Cheng has always been very envious of the elegant ascension method of the Nine Ancestors and others from the bottom up, but he is embarrassed to ask Han Tie and the others about the method of ascension.

In the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, this kind of light skill operation, Zhen Cheng remembers that the melon is ripe, and the last few times, Zhen Cheng is careful shiyan.

Qianyuxue had something to do temporarily, and Granny Lian also followed.

When Zhen Cheng reached the highest point at the bottom of the peak, he was very stinky and wanted to try another method.

Ancient martial arts methods such as the Thirteen Verticals of Tiyun, Zhen Cheng didn't want to think about it. What Zhen Cheng practiced today is a method of ascension that can smile in the air and pull the wind to a mess.

Zhen Cheng had been brewing for a long time, the mantra was working, and he flew to a height of fifteen meters with joy, but was suddenly smashed down by Qian Yuxue's soft body like a meteorite.

"Peng!" Zhen Cheng didn't even have a chance to breathe a breath of fresh air before he was hit to the ground by a huge force. What's even more tragic is that Zhen Cheng is below, and Qian Yuhan is above.

"Whoosh!" The spring-like internal force in Zhen Cheng's body played a role again, and as soon as there was a hot pain in his back, Zhen Cheng reflexively hugged Qianyu Han and bounced.

When Qian Yuhan closed his eyes and was disheartened and waiting to die, he suddenly felt that he had hit something hard. The two lumps on his chest were soft, rubbed repeatedly, his mouth was sweet, he spit out a mouthful of blood, and fainted directly.

"Holy! JB! As if the body was stimulated, the ball catapulted three times, and Zhen Cheng lay on the ground in a daze. When he saw the woman he was holding in his arms, Zhen Cheng cursed, angrily threw away Qian Yuhan, sat up and scolded.

Qian Yuhan was motionless, his clothes were disheveled, and his face was ugly.

"Smack!" Zhen Cheng angrily slapped Qian Yuhan's buttocks hard, and scolded angrily, "Your mother is going to die, can you find a remote place?" I was almost stoned to death by your TMD! I grass! ”

Qianyu was in a daze, thinking that he had soared, had been torn apart, and was fluttering in the middle of a fairy. There was a tingling pain in the buttocks. Slowly opened his eyes, and saw a face that he least wanted to see.

"Not dead?" Qian Yuhan raised his arm, and a piercing pain told Qian Yuhan that he was indeed not dead.

Qian Yuhan's face was pale, and his lips were purple because of the fall from a high altitude. The white teeth were stained with blood, and the hair was messy in front of and behind him. opened his mouth to speak, and the blood at the corners of Qian Yuhan's mouth looked very scary.

"Holy!" Zhen Cheng looked at Qian Yuhan's ghostly appearance, and couldn't help but shudder. The anger in his heart eased a lot, and he rolled his eyes and said, "You won't commit suicide by martyrdom, right?" ”

Qian Yuhan only glanced at Zhen Cheng, then lay on the ground and didn't move, looking at the sky with all directions. Although the sun is gradually opening up to warm embrace, Qian Yuhan still feels cold.

When Weishenme wants to die, he will Yujian, a damn man. In the medicine garden, Zhen Cheng said that he would make his life worse than death, did he really fulfill this vicious oath?

Staying in Jindanmen, he is also ridiculed, since he has already died once, he is worthy of Brother Han. Qian Yuhan seemed to have figured everything out, took a long breath, and sat up slowly.

"If you want to commit suicide, you can go up and jump again now, you shout to start, I'll help you clear the field!" Zhen Cheng kept rubbing his arms, he didn't pay attention to them just now, but now he found that his two arms were swollen.

Qianyu stood up coldly and indifferently, as if she had suddenly lost her speech. Without saying a word, he left silently and staggered in the direction of a village.

"Life is better than death, life is better than death! haha！ "The sudden daxiao of the thousand feathers of snow startled the lazy birds perched in the depths of the woods.

If you bury Aiqing, let's go and repay my father's kindness! The cold breeze blew, and Qianyu Han was unprecedentedly sober. "Marry Nosha, bury Aiqing! Life is better than death, and it can be regarded as a break to Zhen Cheng's debt! ”

Qian Yuhan never dreamed that the life of the medicine garden would only last for less than ten days.

When you go, you are reluctant, and when you leave, it will be such a way.

"Holy! No way! Lose your marbles?! Zhen Cheng looked at the lonely back of Qian Yuhan leaving, and didn't know whether he should be happy or sympathetic. Aiqing is so crazy that it is hopeless! ”

"Huh-" When Zhen Cheng was thinking, there was a sound of breaking the sky behind him.

"Rascals! Die! Whoosh—"

Before Zhen Cheng could turn his head, he heard Yu Qianyan's angry scolding, his body moved sideways, and a few pieces of gravel hit the glacier where Zhen Cheng was just sitting.

"Your aunt is here, isn't she? What a wind! Turning his head to look, it was Yu Qianyan who attacked him, his face was full of tears, and he looked lost and depressed.

"your grandma!" Yu Qianyan was in an extremely bad mood, scolded angrily, pointed at Zhen Cheng and reprimanded, "Such an adult, and you are embarrassed to come out with your bare buttocks, is it wrong for me to scold you?" ”

"I'm naked-" Zhen Cheng felt the coldness behind him, and he didn't feel it when he was sitting just now, and after Yu Qianyan reminded him, Zhen Cheng felt that his ass was enjoying the ridicule of the sun and the cold wind with a hippie smile.

Qianyu Han, I'm you! Zhen Cheng didn't have to think about it, his pants were torn because he was smashed by Qian Yuhan just now.

"Pervert! Rogue! Yu Qianyan walked past Zhen Cheng angrily and scolded coldly.

"Yu Qianyan!" It's okay to scold, after all, it's really indecent for a big girl to show her ass by herself. But TMD's endless, Zhen Cheng was extremely annoyed and shouted to Yu Qianyan, putting his hands on his waist.

"What? Want to fight, don't you! Come on! Yu Qianyan was full of anger, and was worried that she couldn't find someone to vent, looking at Zhen Cheng's unshaven appearance, her disdainful eyes turned white.

"Fight?" Zhen Cheng smiled and said, "I can't beat you!" I'd like to compensate you, how about it? ”

"Compensation?" Yu Qianyan didn't react, looked at Zhen Cheng's front from top to bottom and said, "You have an elixir to compensate me, then you don't have to go hungry?" It's just a medicine garden handyman, and I'm embarrassed to say compensation, and I'm not ashamed! ”

Zhen Cheng had a smile on his face, being ridiculed by Yu Qianyan, and he didn't mean to be angry at all. The corners of his mouth turned up, his eyes flashed with obscenity, and he stared at Yu Qianyan's legs and said, "You just looked at the back of your brother, I'll show you the front now!" Whoa—"

Zhen Cheng's hand cooperated with the words, and after he finished speaking, his pants fell to the ground with a bang, his hands on his waist, and he looked like a child peeing.

"Ahh

"Mommy!" Zhen Cheng was proud for less than half a minute, and when he lowered his head and was about to put on his pants, he found that his little brother had actually torn his briefs, and was teasing the sun like a towering tree.

"Oh my God! Shame on you! Shame on you! "Look left, look again, it's good that Granny Lian and Xue'er didn't come, otherwise it's really good to find a hole in the ground to get into.

Zhen Cheng hurriedly put on his pants and disappeared quickly.

PS: Fifty flowers, the brothers got them on the first day. Because there are a lot of miscellaneous things, it has been delayed until now, and now I will make up for it! 100 flowers plus more, wait for the next delivery! Although the Master's monthly flowers are not many, they have been very stable, thank you brothers for not sending flowers because of the lack of updates, and thank you brothers for their understanding of the Master! Here, the Master bowed and thanked! The book is getting longer and longer, and although there are not many old brothers left, they are all fans of rural teenagers, and every time the master sees an old face, he is extremely excited and moved! Without brothers, country boys, there is no today; Only when everyone supports rural teenagers, we will have a brighter tomorrow!