Tiger Fighting Dragon Chapter Seventy-Eight August and Eighteen

At a very young age, the old man was instilling in him a kind of knowledge about this world, and the world of extraordinary people.

There are still many unknown existences in the world, such as immortal cultivators.

Jiang Yu didn't believe it all the time, because he hadn't seen it, he felt that the old man was talking nonsense, and he didn't have any knowledge of what bone and blood realm.

Now he knows that after the peak of martial arts, if you go to the next level, the bone and blood will be reborn, which is the bone and blood realm.

If he used to be able to kill a cow with one punch, now ...... Ten cows are no problem.

Those who practice martial arts and those who cultivate immortals are more than one level worse!

The feeling of unimpeded flow in his body was also unprecedented, because there was something invisible in the world that was nourishing his body.

The old man said, "It's called Reiki."

The aura between heaven and earth has existed since the beginning of chaos.

It's just that mortals are grains, and there are too many impurities in their bodies, which cause the spiritual aperture to be occluded and they can't feel it.

Once the bones and blood are regenerated, the body is transformed, and the spiritual aperture is opened, it is the way to step into the cultivation of immortals.

He hadn't completed his transformation before, although he was stronger than ordinary Transformation Realm masters, and he also had some shadows of cultivators on his body, but he was always a little behind.

In layman's terms, he is now equivalent to a regular.

He sounded the scene after he fell unconscious, and couldn't help but look around: "Old man, old man? ”

He felt that it should be the old man who secretly helped, otherwise it would be difficult for him to complete this transformation.

However, there was no one else in the cold cave but him.

No...... And one more!

He suddenly set his eyes on Wen Fuyao, who was unconscious.

Wen Fuyao lost a lot of weight, and his breathing was very weak.

"Oops!"

He leaped to his feet, barely hitting the rocks on top of the winter.

He knew that he must have been in a coma for a long time, and Wen Fuyao was not good at water, so he had been trapped here.

He immediately rushed over and swam out of the pool with Wen Fuyao in his arms.

If he had woken up a few days later, Wen Fuyao would have starved to death.

He came to the bamboo hut in the mountains, put down Wen Fuyao, and found some wild vegetables and medicinal herbs in the mountains.

Fortunately, the old man in the kitchen did not move.

Wen Fuyao couldn't eat, so he only fed her some Chinese medicine that nourished qi and blood to drink.

Looking at the haggard Wen Fuyao, Jiang Yu's face was full of bitterness: "How can this woman live up to it!" ”

How many people in the world can die for their loved ones?

Wen Fuyao is one of them, if such a person fails to live up, it will be thunder and thunder!

The old man once said that cultivators would have a calamity, and Jiang Yu was afraid that if he failed Wen Fuyao, he would be chopped into ashes in the calamity.

It turns out that immortal cultivators are not so carefree!

He took care of it for two days before Wen Fuyao slowly woke up.

"Jiang Yu...... You, are you alright? ”

She didn't care about her body, and asked Jiang Yu about her condition as soon as she woke up.

"It's okay, it's okay, I'm completely fine, you see, there's no scar on my body at all!"

He lifted his clothes, and his strong chest was as smooth as jade.

"Great, it's great if you're okay!"

Wen Fuyao was so excited that tears came down, and as soon as he was excited, it was pitch black in front of him.

Jiang Yu immediately helped her: "Don't get excited, your body is still very weak, lie down first, and I'll cook you something to eat." ”

She hadn't eaten in a long time.

Although there is a lot of game in the mountains, Jiang Yu only cooked some green vegetables.

Wen Fuyao's body can't eat anything too greasy.

After a few days of conditioning, Wen Fuyao's body slowly recovered.

She enjoyed this time very much, Jiang Yu took good care of her, and no one came to disturb their two-person world.

She hopes to live here in an ordinary life for the rest of her life.

But the reality is always different from the idea, on the seventh day in the mountain, Wen Qiyun and Xu Xin came to Boqi Mountain, with two fully equipped frogmen.

Wen Fuyao disappeared for no reason, Wen Qiyun couldn't get through the phone, and was anxious to look everywhere, only today I learned from Han Qiong's mouth that Wen Fuyao was martyred for Jiang Yu.

The death of his daughter hit Wen Qiyun very hard, and he suddenly seemed to be ten years old.

He rushed to Boqi Mountain as soon as possible, even if his daughter died, at least he had to bring back her body and bury it properly.

Xu Xin is an employee of Wen Fuyao, and the two are also very good friends in private, and after learning the news, they also insisted on walking with Wen Qiyun.

Xu Xin didn't know Wen Qiyun originally, but Wen Qiyun found Yuyan Company a few days ago, and Xu Xin knew that Wen Fuyao was the daughter of the boss of Jiyun Company.

In the days that followed, she helped Wen Qiyun find Wen Fuyao together, and through many relationships, she found Han Qiong.

The two came to Hantan, and Xu Xin lit the incense wax money paper on the shore.

Today should also be the first seven of Wen Fuyao and Jiang Yu.

Anyway, Wen Qiyun thinks that her daughter is dead, she can't swim, who can save her in the barren mountains and mountains?

Moreover, Han Qiong and Han Ying watched Wen Fuyao sink to the bottom of the pool with their own eyes.

The cigarette of the money paper slowly rose, and Wen Qiyun looked at the water, his eyes full of bloodshots.

On the water, there were no bodies floating.

It stands to reason that after seven days, the drowning person should have been swollen and floating.

But there was no surface on the water, only two fish occasionally popping out of the water.

However, Wen Qiyun had already expected it, so he brought two frogmen.

He bowed slightly: "Both, my daughter's business is hard for you." ”

The two frogmen put on their gear and immediately dived to the bottom of the lake, but after several rounds of searching, they could not find the body.

At this moment, in front of the bamboo house, Jiang Yu and Wen Fuyao were sitting back to back on the grass.

The relationship between the two has been subtly warmed up.

Although Wen Fuyao hadn't mentioned it during this time, Jiang Yu had already silently accepted him in his heart.

As long as Wen Fuyao confesses again, Jiang Yu will accept it without hesitation.

The two men were back to back, and neither of them spoke, as if this was a kind of happiness.

Suddenly, Wen Fuyao saw the smoke in the distance, and said in surprise: "Jiang Yu, look, how can there be smoke there, is there a mountain fire?" ”

Jiang Yu looked at it and said leisurely: "Definitely not, the smoke is too small." ”

Wen Fuyao said strangely: "Could it be that there are other people in this mountain?" ”

Jiang Yu said: "There is no one else in Boqi Mountain except me and the old man, huh...... Could it be that the old man is back? ”

He got up in an instant and ran towards the place where the smoke had risen.

When they approached the waterhole, they heard Wen Qiyun's shout on his back: "Daughter, come out, Dad will take you home......"

The two frogmen have been looking for a long time, and there is a corpse at the bottom of the lake!

They wondered if they had come to the wrong place, and perhaps there was more than one waterhole in Boqi Mountain.

Two frogmen sat on the shore resting, their oxygen was limited, and they could no longer find it, so they had to give up.

Xu Xin cried while burning the paper money: "Mr. Wen, why are you so stupid, it's not worth it to die for that bastard!" ”

Jiang Yu was upset when he heard this, what's the matter, I'm 'dead' and still scolding me?

"Dad, Xu Xin......"

As soon as Wen Fuyao spoke, Xu Xin suddenly turned his head and crawled in fright: "Ghost! ”