Yang Ning's acupoint turned over the river and the sea, but Mu Shenjun felt that his whole body was gradually collapsing. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

After all, he had superb martial arts, but at this time he had already understood something, his pale face showed a look of shock, and he lost his voice: "You..... You're Liuhe..... Liuhe Shengong? By this time, his voice was weak and full of fear.

After Yang Ning fell off the cliff, Mu Shenjun was really desperate at first, but he was unwilling to leave, he naturally didn't care about Yang Ning's life and death, but the painstaking "Liuhe Divine Skill" was unwilling to be lost.

The most important thing is that, as Yang Ning expected before, Mu Shenjun did cause great changes in his body because of the practice of "Liuhe Divine Skill", although he had not yet reached the state of going mad, but it was not far away.

Mu Shenjun naturally knew that the bell had to be tied to the bell, although he knew the meridians of the eleven pictures in the scroll in his mind, but he thought that the scroll was by no means as simple as it seemed on the surface, and he was afraid that there was another mystery hidden in it, and if he wanted to return to normal, he had to find the method from the scroll.

He searched day and night near this cliff, and he didn't sleep for days, although he finally ran into Yang Ning, but at this time he was already exhausted, and his mind was even a little confused, after the internal force was continuously introduced into the Jizhong acupoint by Yang Ning, Mu Shenjun didn't think of it at first, but wanted to urge a more powerful internal force to kill Yang Ning.

In this way, it is counterproductive.

If Mu Shenjun stopped in time before Yang Ning's meridian path was opened at the beginning, he could easily avoid being sucked by Yang Ning's internal force.

Although Mu Shenjun knew that the Liuhe Divine Skill was exquisite, in fact, like Yang Ning, he didn't know where the true mystery of the Liuhe Divine Skill was.

If he hadn't coveted Yang Ning's set of carefree footwork, he slapped his palm on the side of Yang Ning's head at that time, and Yang Ning would have no reason to live.

The current predicament is all due to himself.

His hand happened to be on Yang Ning's shoulder, which was one of the eleven positions in the cultivation of the Liuhe Divine Skill.

If it was just on his shoulder, it would be fine, but in order to force him to get away, he tortured Yang Ning with internal force, if there was no internal force, Yang Ning would not be able to use that internal force to open up the meridian channel, and it would not let Mu Shenjun's internal force rush out like a river bursting its banks.

At this time, he understood that this was caused by the Liuhe Divine Skill, but it was already too late.

The left hand was glued to Yang Ning's shoulder and could not be withdrawn, Mu Shenjun wanted to raise his right hand to kill Yang Ning at this time, but he felt that his whole body was soft and weak, and his right arm could not be lifted at all.

His internal force was sucked away by Yang Ning along his left hand, and it was impossible to mobilize the little internal force left in his body to his right hand.

Yang Ning naturally didn't know what Mu Shenjun was feeling at this time, he only guided the internal force to the Jizhong acupoint in order to alleviate the expansion of the meridians, and only thought that Mu Shenjun was going to kill himself with internal force, but he didn't know that he was now absorbing Mu Shenjun's internal force, and the burning pain in the middle of the acupoint, but Yang Ning also thought that this was done by Mu Shenjun.

At this time, his head was dizzy, and he only thought that he would die in the hands of Mu Shenjun this time, his legs were weak, and the whole person had already sat on the ground, but Mu Shenjun also fell to the ground softly.

Yang Ning leaned against the big tree on the side, only feeling that his body would be slightly more comfortable in this way, and Mu Shenjun's hand was still on his shoulder, Yang Ning thought that there was no reason to be spared, and he was even more dizzy, his chest was suffocated, and he fainted.

I don't know how long it took, Yang Ning woke up, it was very quiet all around, the faint moonlight sprinkled down, Yang Ning thought he was dead, but after looking left and right, he found that Wu Zi was still in the woods, turned his head and glanced to the side, and suddenly changed color.

I saw that behind him, Mu Shenjun was lying there on his back, but at this time, Mu Shenjun was no longer the Mu Shenjun that Yang Ning knew.

Just look at Mu Shenjun's arm, it turned out to be like a dead branch, although his skin was shriveled before, it was not like now, at this time, his arm was already skin and bones, and it seemed that there was no flesh and blood.

That face was even more terrifying.

It was as if it was just a human skin wrapped around the skull, the edges and corners of the skull were clearly visible, and the eye sockets had sunken deeply, like two pitch-black holes, the whole body of Mu Shenjun, no matter from which angle it was viewed, at this time, it was like a dry corpse, if it weren't for the shabby gray robe draped on his body, Yang Ning wouldn't have recognized this as Mu Shenjun.

In this way, it is naturally impossible to live, and those who are already dead cannot die again.

Yang Ning gasped, stabilized his mind, and after thinking about it, he faintly felt that Mu Shenjun's appearance as a dry corpse seemed to have a great deal to do with him.

He was already smart, and when he was in a crisis before, he couldn't think too much, but at this time, he calmed down, thinking that Mu Shenjun called out "Liuhe Divine Skill" before he fainted, and secretly thought that Mu Shenjun ended up like this, and it was Liuhe Divine Skill that played a role?

He remembered that in order to alleviate the pain, he guided that internal force to the Jizhong acupoint, and it was for this reason that Mu Shenjun was like this.

Mu Shenjun's martial arts are naturally good, Yang Ning thought that he would definitely die when he met him, but at this moment, seeing Mu Shenjun turn into a dry corpse lying on the ground, and it was himself who survived in the end, he had a feeling that he was dreaming, and he only felt that this result was really a little suspicious.

Thinking of the feeling of burning fire in the acupoint before, Yang Ning couldn't help but reach out and touch the acupoint, but there was no discomfort at this time, and he was slightly relieved.

Mu Shenjun died thoroughly, but Yang Ning did not feel excited, but worried.

Mu Shenjun had injured his own Eight Strange Meridians, and he had another attack after that, according to this old ghost, if his Eight Strange Meridians could not be treated in time, they would gradually wither until they died.

Now that the old ghost is dead, he doesn't know how to recover from his injuries.

However, there has been no recurrence in the past few days, and Yang Ning wonders if the last attack was just an accident under fatigue, or if his injury is not as serious as Mu Shenjun said.

The biggest threat has been removed, but Yang Ning still feels a little relieved, and after a long delay in the mountains, the dart team should have gone far with Fluttershy.

However, until the last moment, Yang Ning naturally will not give up, after all, it is a matter of life, as long as there is a glimmer of hope, Yang Ning will insist.

Although it was delayed for a while, Fluttershy had only left Aizawa City for about ten days, and according to the route, it could only be halfway through, and if she was walking on foot, of course, there was no hope of catching up, but if she could find a fast horse, she might not have a chance.

The first thing to do now, naturally, is to cross this mountain first.

Yang Ning is naturally no stranger to the subject of survival in the wild, and he easily made a simple compass, identified the direction, and was about to continue walking south, when he suddenly thought of something, returned to the side of Mu Shenjun's dry corpse, reached out and touched it in the placket of his clothes.

The old man had not many things on him, except for a money bag containing a little broken silver, and only an oval bronze medal of very fine workmanship.

The front of the bronze medal is engraved with the words "Nine Heavenly Towers", while the back is engraved with a big "wood" character, and there are two words "Qin Ming" in the corner.

Yang Ning remembered that this old ghost had mentioned Jiutianlou, known as the Emperor of the Northern Han Dynasty, and he was as master as a cloud.

Now it seems that Mu Shenjun did not deceive himself in this matter, and this bronze medal proves that this person is indeed very likely to be Mu Shenjun of Jiutianlou, and the word "Qin Order" may really be related to the Northern Han Dynasty.

However, Yang Ning naturally didn't have any interest in this inexplicable Nine Heavens Tower, and he also felt that it would be a disaster to keep this brand in his hand, so he threw it aside casually, and only took the money bag and left.

All the way to the south, at noon on the third day, I finally walked out of Niutouling, just down the mountain, the wind and clouds suddenly changed, the clouds were thick, just a moment, it actually rained.

Yang Ning secretly called unlucky, surrounded by the vast wilderness, he always did not want to go back to the mountains to hide from the rain, he could only move forward in the rain, this rain did not stop at dusk, Yang Ning was drenched in soup, fortunately, he walked in the drizzle for a long time, but he had turned to the official road.

The sky was getting dark, and the drizzle was drizzling, and I walked forward along the edge of the official road for a while, and suddenly saw a house in the drizzle ahead, thinking that I could go over to avoid the rain, and quickened my pace.

When he approached the house, he found four or five carriages parked in front of the house, which seemed to be loaded with goods, covered with tarpaulins, and seven or eight horses tied to the hitching stakes at the edge of the house.

There was a small flag erected in the corner of the carriages, but in the drizzle, the flag was already wet and hung in a ball, and it was impossible to see what was written on it.

Yang Ning's heart suddenly tightened.

He approached one of the carriages, turned his head to look at the house, and found that it was a temporary liquor shop on the side of the road, much larger than the simple tea shed he had seen last time.

"Hey, that little Hanako, get out of the way!" Yang Ning was about to stretch out his hand to pull open the flag on the car and see what was written on it, when he heard a rough voice coming, "Is that what you can move?" If you move the dart flag, you will cut off your hand, do you want to give it a try? ”

Yang Ning's body shook slightly, he was a little suspicious, but after listening to what the man said, he was sure that this was indeed a dart team.

His heart was suddenly a little excited, but it cooled down in an instant.

The dart team is a dart team, but there are many dart teams coming and going on this official road, and according to the time, the dart team that took Fluttershy has been at least three or four days away from here, and the dart car in front of me has nothing to do with the dart team that took Fluttershy away.

And it doesn't look like someone is on it.

He turned his head to look over, and saw a burly man standing in front of the wine shop, carrying a cooked copper stick in his hand, looking at him coldly.

Yang Ning smiled deliberately, approached the past, went to the eaves of the wine shop, and asked the man, "Uncle, are you a dart team?" ”

The big man looked at Yang Ning a few times with some vigilance, snorted coldly, did not speak, turned around and entered the wine shop, Yang Ning was bored, and followed the man into the wine shop.

As soon as he entered the wine shop, Yang Ning felt that something was wrong, and felt that Qi Shushu had a few eyes thrown at him, Yang Ning deliberately bent over, smiled and swept around, only to see that the five or six tables in the room were all sitting, and the two tables near the door were all looking at him.

It was dark, and there were no lights in the house, so I couldn't see what was going on for a while.