The army marched in, and with the rumbling sound of a clattering iron cable, Ning Que's heart was more stable, looking at the passing hills, looking at the unreachable blood-colored scene, and finally, completely relieved.

What he has to do now is to escape from here, no matter who he is, he can't stop his anxious heart, become stronger, become stronger.

The strong are respected, and the strong have the right to speak. This is the sum of all his experiences in the past ten years.

In the previous life, I was honest and worked my duty, so that I could enjoy life without worries. And now in this world of the spirit, everything is about strength, people are good at being bullied, and horses are good at being ridden.

But he didn't dare to be vicious, he didn't dare to be presumptuous, and he didn't dare to show his fangs, because he didn't have strength, he didn't have dignity, and he didn't dare to face those villains who acted for the tiger.

to let yourself remember that you are not a coward who allows people to eat meat, and you are not an incompetent rat who does not dare to resist and does not dare to fight back.

In a trance, I have stepped into the majestic and high-spirited Hidden Dragon Pass, just entered it, the pass is extremely narrow, and the gravel falls from the top of the mountain with no end in sight, and the sound of the noise makes people shudder.

If it is an enemy, even if it breaks through the iron fence, it will encounter such a narrow road, like a winding and circling dragon, the sides of the mountain wall are extremely steep, and the top is a little wet, and the wisps of flush in the setting sun cannot be reflected here.

Then the mountain wall is full of moss, occasionally the afterglow can scan the ticking of the spring, in the cracks of the stone wall, a bottomless crack, like a ravine, different shades, the boulder is mixed with a stream of faint shadows, a strange and dull plant stretching leaves, struggling hard, eager to take root in the stone wall, trying to survive.

The sergeants followed one another, walking in different steps, like a majestic rain, bombarding the hard ground, like big beads and small beads falling on a jade plate.

Ning Que had a few rays of light in his eyes, his mood gradually eased, he breathed a sigh of relief, gritted his teeth, and walked towards a groove in the bumpy corridor.

With a swoop, the crutches slipped deep, the whole person fell, fell to the right, and the already stiff right leg stabbed into the deep depression, with a bang, several blood-red long lines spread out in an instant, dyed with white yarn, and looked a little crazy.

Li Monkey hurriedly turned over with a harrier, and supported Ning Que, who had fallen half, with a few hints of urgency in his eyes, his palms were full of sweat, looking at the bloody right leg, his heart that had been slackened a little bit tightened again, and carefully pushed his right leg several feet deep into the groove to the outside, not daring to be careless, and there were beads of sweat on his face, but he never slipped a drop of water.

Ning Que held back his eyes, his face was a little painful, and a few arcs appeared on his pale face, pain and happiness were intertwined, "Ah......!"

Originally, the queue and the orderly march of the team were chaotic, and a few people in front and behind were suffocated, glanced at the gauze dyed scarlet, and sighed, secretly estimated that this leg was completely scrapped, and then advanced forward as if they didn't see it.

Left and left, sweating Li Monkey also secretly scolded himself for being negligent, I didn't expect him to be so short-sighted, it was really useless, and he showed a trace of courage a few days ago, who knew that it was like mud that couldn't support the wall, and it became the same old as before, and he was angry when he looked at it.

Ning Que howled vigorously, forcibly squeezed out a few tears, and cried his father and mother, which attracted a look of disdain from the sergeants passing by, and they were ashamed to be with him, and quickened their pace, for fear of being recognized as related to this person.

After a lot of effort, Ning Que's right leg was finally pulled out, and Li Monkey breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the sergeant who bypassed the two and pushed forward, and sighed, if this is seen by General Lin, it is estimated that it will be a big trouble, and the head will not be guaranteed.

sighed, "Alas", slapped his left hand on the ground, then rubbed it forward, picked up Ning Que's right leg, and looked at the deep scars that penetrated deep into the bone marrow, and then looked at the thorn-like rocks in the grooves in the corner, and was afraid.

Ning Que looked at the pathetic Li Monkey, a little reluctant, hooked his right shoulder, bent his left leg, kicked to the ground, slowly the golden rooster became independent, but his right leg was unconscious hanging in the air.

The other hand patted his buttocks, as if he wanted to brush off the dust, and made a grief-stricken look, but his mouth was comforting: "Uncle Li, don't be so sad for me, it's a big deal not to have this right leg." ”

Li Monkey was a little reluctant to go, looking at Ning Que so suddenly, although his face did not have a trace of blood, but he was not half disappointed, but the sound of whimpering, but he did not stop, he really couldn't figure it out, saying that he was as timid as a mouse, but his mind was so broad and open-minded.

"Ning Que, don't worry, your leg is wrapped around me, and I will definitely help you heal. Li Monkey patted his chest, playing the package ticket, and the haze in front of him was swept away, and as for General Lin's instructions, he could only take one step at a time.

Ning Que licked his lips secretly, and said haha, "Don't care, this leg is not better, lest you have to go to the battlefield, it's better than losing your life." ”

After the sergeant made proper arrangements, Lin Ruoping finally made time to walk towards the wounded camp where Ning Que was, and he was still a little comfortable.

In the dead of night, Ning Que watched the four wounded on one side rest completely, hesitantly took out the amber, weighed it left and right, looked at the right leg, took the medicine, the whole leg was faintly tingling, making his heart pwitch, but he couldn't, if the wound that was a few inches deep was repaired, it would be suspicious, not to mention, this is also his masterpiece during the day.

The best way to escape from the battlefield is to count the wounded and their conditions in these two days, and then once the right leg is nearly half crippled, even if he is healed in the future, I am afraid that it will not be good, and it is very likely that he will be discharged from the army.

Once he is discharged from the army, he can escape from this ghost place and pursue his dreams.

He believed that the cultivation could not be improved, the first problem was that the five elements physique was too wasteful, and the absorption of spiritual energy was as slow as an ant, and there were not enough resources, so the cultivation speed was naturally even slower. Problem 2: The cheats are too rubbish, and there is no more suitable kung fu. Problem 3: There is no guidance from famous teachers.

And what he has to do now is to use all means to seize good exercises, good spiritual objects, and find good masters.

Because, he doesn't want to live this kind of day worrying all day long, he wants to be a master, eat meat, drink a lot, no, can't drink, sigh in his heart, get on his face as soon as he drinks, and get drunk unconscious after drinking less than half a glass.

Hold your breath and concentrate, take the amber jade in your mouth, and once again run the five major spiritual gathering techniques, half an hour later, the five spiritual formulas each practiced for a week, frowned, and sighed again, the five kinds of spiritual energy, it takes more than five times as much time as others, not to mention that the five kinds of spiritual energy have a faint sense of rejection, such as sitting on pins and needles, there is a faint tingling feeling in the abdomen, and I can't help but stop.

Abruptly, a figure approached, perhaps wearing this amber jade all year round, obviously, the alertness was much higher, listening to the ears, the piercing footsteps, clearly getting closer and closer, although not in a hurry, not slow, but there was a coercion.

"Isn't it?" Ning Que thought about it, and secretly rejoiced, although there is no free lunch in the world, but now it is the year of the weak crown, he has ambition, perseverance, and scheming, but he only lacks strength, and this hard injury makes him breathless.

Now General Lin's thigh, even if the tiger falls in Pingyang, it is still beyond his reach, if he can squeeze some benefits from him, it will be enough for him to use for a few years, and the corners of his mouth can't help but overflow a few traces of crystal, like ice crystals hanging from the tips of trees in the cold winter wax moon.

As the waning moon shines through the grid-shaped wooden door, a shadow curls up on it, sometimes big and sometimes small, a little mysterious, suddenly, the shadow suddenly becomes larger, and the white light gradually fades until the darkness is completely enveloped.

Silently pushed open the door, swept away, took two steps forward, like a ghost, ethereal, suddenly, he had arrived in front of Ning Que's bed, and looked at it with a smile, "Get up!"

Ning Que tentatively shuddered his closed eyes slightly, revealing a slit, looking at the hand covered with a faint red halo, reaching towards his right leg, his liver and gallbladder were split, and he hurriedly supported the head of the bed with both hands, moved again and again, sat up, and said timidly: "Lin... General, you're going to... Dry... Huh?"

General Lin glanced at it, "Follow me." Then he walked out on his own, confidently without looking back, and walked with his hands behind his back.

Ning Que frowned, his eyebrows suddenly dispersed, he couldn't help himself, he didn't care about the unfavorable ropes of his legs and feet, he picked up his crutches, and followed forward, as for the few pigs sleeping next to him, he didn't think about it.

Ning Que looked at the figure farther and farther away, more and more urgent, walking and limping, although the right squeak nest was a little painful by the hard stick, but he couldn't take care of it, he understood that everything was a test, if he couldn't keep up, the opportunity might pass by.

In this way, one night, I didn't stop for a moment, I was out of breath, and I was already a little numb by the crutches, but I secretly hated myself in my heart, I shouldn't have cut off my arm and hurt my legs and feet during the day, otherwise I wouldn't have been so thankless.

Seeing that the figure in front of him was getting lighter and fainter, he inexplicably tightened his mind, ripped off the amber jade hanging on his chest, and secretly stuffed it into his mouth, and the burning heat all over his body was reduced by a few points, and he persevered to catch up.

Looking at the gate in front of me, looking at the back under the bright moon, it is so far away and unattainable. But now I can't care about those shy and timid, I threw off my crutches and limped forward.

His mouth was clucking, his face was covered with sweat, his fists were clenched, and he didn't care about his body, and the extremely flat marble floor made his legs tremble, and he couldn't stand up straight at all, and even stumbled, stumbling, and almost fell into the mud.

Ha... Ha... Ha...... Panting like a cow, he inadvertently took out the amber and stuffed it into the waistband of his trousers.

Ning Que was less than three zhang away, his hands were on his knees, and he bowed very low, like a horse's back, "Lin... Will be... Army".

Lin Ruoping turned his head with a smile on his face, and then it was cold, extremely cold, like falling into an ice cave with his hands around him, and shrunk his body.

"Ning boy, you made me lose my armor and dare to follow, don't you see that I won't kill you?"

Suddenly, a bloody aura of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood gushed out, enveloping Ning Que's body, and with a tremble, he fell directly to the ground, curled up.