Encountering this kind of coaxing scum, the handsome man's face was also a little unbearable, and he turned around and said coldly: "The thief leader, the cheap-mouthed person usually can't die well." ”

'Shhhh ”

Ye Erniang suddenly glanced at him fiercely, and a group of people on the side burst into laughter, and they couldn't help it.

Some people couldn't laugh, Zang Ji kept sighing and looking at the copper tripod, and then opened his palm to see that the palm of his palm had changed from the size of a fist to the size of a quail egg, and he trembled in distress.

Of course, Yang Chen, who was cowering, couldn't laugh, others could naturally laugh if they didn't take off their clothes, he was a victim, where did he have the heart to laugh.

'Bang' Yang Wei kicked him in the ass and shouted, "What are you rubbing?" ”

The muscles on Yang Chen's face smiled stiffly, and he began to undress slowly and methodically, and soon he took off only a pair of underwear, and peeked at Huayun Shitai and Ye Erniang in a cower, only to find that these two old women were staring at themselves very calmly, without the slightest intention of evading, and Yang Chen had the heart to cry.

After a few old guys saw the scars on Yang Chen's body, you look at me, I look at you.

Tie Dan couldn't help but walk over with his hands behind his back, looked Yang Chen up and down, and said with a sigh: "Your kid's feelings are a piece of hob meat, it's a bit interesting." ”

Yang Wei was impatient again: "What are women doing, hurry up!" ”

Yes, Yang Chen was also forced to have no choice, picked up a piece of clothing to block his lower body and took off his underwear.

Who knew that there was a guy with a lack of virtue and smoke on the side, Yang Chen had just taken off his underwear, and Tie Gu suddenly pulled his clothes to cover his shame.

Yang Chen was caught off guard and completely exposed, 'I'll lean', his legs were clamped, and his hands were covered.

Ye Erniang, who accidentally glanced at it, teased at the corner of her mouth: "At a young age, it's not false, it's genuine, and it's quite informative." ”

Yang Chen's face suddenly turned red into a monkey's buttocks, he had never been so embarrassed, he covered his hands and looked left and right in a panic, but the stone room was so big, there was no place to hide at all, this guy was in a hurry, and he didn't care if the furnace was hot or not, so he turned over and jumped directly into the big furnace to cover his shame.

The fate of suddenly jumping into the 'hot porridge' can be imagined, "Huh..."Yang Chen screamed strangely, so hot that he almost jumped out again.

Who knew that Yang Wei suddenly made a move, slapped him on the shoulder, and forcibly pressed him into the porridge, "What is the ghost called, it can't kill you." ”

Yang Chen, who was soaked in black mush, opened his mouth and couldn't make a sound, he had never been so cool, and his expression was really refreshing.

A bunch of old fellows laughed gloatingly.

Yang Weishun took the sticky stick in the hand of the gospel layman, stretched out the stick and pressed it on Yang Chen's head, and forced Yang Chen into the black paste with his head.

As soon as Yang Wei made a move, Yang Chen didn't even have a chance to bubble in the mush, and if he dared to stretch out his hand, Yang Wei immediately beat him down with a stick.

After a while, Yang Chen, who was so suffocated, showed his head and gasped for breath.

Yang Chen was almost suffocated, he was covered in black, and he could see his eyes flickering, and the unsuspecting ghosts could recognize who it was.

When he was out of breath, the stick in Yang Wei's hand nodded downward, Yang Chen was speechless, he could only take a deep breath, and honestly burrowed into the black paste and soaked.

is hiding in the back and secretly cool, people who have not experienced it can't understand this refreshing feeling, stuffy and hot.

After that, every minute or two, Yang Chen would emerge from the 'black porridge' and gasp for air, and when his breath was even, he would take a breath and get back in.

After tossing for a long time, Yang Chen gradually felt something strange, this pot of 'black porridge' didn't seem to be hot, and it felt as if there were thousands of strands of things that had penetrated into his pores and were continuously injected into his body.

The whole body became warm and comfortable, and when I buried my head in the 'black porridge', I seemed to be able to clearly hear my blood flowing, and the sound of my heart pounding was even more clear, and my body seemed to be undergoing some wonderful changes.

In particular, the gunshot wounds in the back of the head, arms and back seem to be clearly healing, and the brain's thinking is extremely clear.

The only thing on the body that used to have a scar will feel uncomfortable and itchy.

Gradually, when he came out of the 'black porridge' and breathed again, what came out of his mouth was a fragrant fragrance with white gas, which was different from the fragrance of medicine.

A group of old guys watched and teased for a long time, and then they meditated cross-legged in the stone room one by one, as if they were recuperating.

Only Yang Wei didn't dare to slack off, he kept an eye on Yang Chen, whenever the charcoal fire under the copper tripod was weak, he would throw two split pieces of wood into it again, and always controlled the temperature in the furnace tripod.

One of the two masters and apprentices was tormented in the pot, and the other waited outside the pot, so they survived the night.

When the light was revealed outside the cave, Yang Wei walked to the entrance of the cave with his hands behind his back, scanned the vast mountains under the morning light, took a deep breath of fresh air, and suddenly raised his head to the sky and let out a long roar, which shook the buzzing echo in the cave.

The eight old guys sitting cross-legged in a semi-arc opened their eyes and stood up.

"Yang Wei, can you start?" The Gospel lay asked in the cave.

Yang Wei turned around and strode back, hugged his fists at the eight people, the eight people glanced at each other, and immediately dispersed according to the prior agreement, and each stood in their own positions.

Yang Chen in the Ding Furnace had just come out again, Yang Wei suddenly made a move, grabbed his shoulder, and directly lifted him out, with a flick of his big arm, Yang Chen exclaimed, and the whole person was lifted up.

Yang Wei suddenly slapped his backpalm, slapped on the top of Yang Chen's head, and with a slash of his five claws, he immediately controlled Yang Chen's volley tumbling figure, and pushed Yang Chen out with one palm.

The four figures of Handsome Gongzi, Ye Erniang, Xuan Ci, and Huayun followed, and they all launched a palm.

The first two people each had a palm against Yang Chen's left palm and foot, the latter two each had a palm against Yang Chen's right palm and foot, and Yang Wei was against Yang Chen's head.

The five of them shot out in unison, turning the black Yang Chen into a 'big' word, and the five of them closed their eyes in unison, and they were silent one by one.

"Everyone will change people immediately after feeling that they are out of strength, and don't be reckless." Yang Wei, who closed his eyes, did not forget to explain.

The Gospel lay man glanced at the copper tripod, picked up a few sticks of wood and threw them into the charcoal fire to prevent the temperature inside the stove from dropping.

Lama Zang Ji slowly walked to the entrance of the cave and sat down cross-legged, watching the Dharma protector outside the cave, just in case someone came to disturb him.

The fire stick pinned the cigarette stick to his waist, and Iron Courage stood by the side of the five spellcasters without saying a word, waiting to take over.

Yang Chen was sadly urging himself to be exposed in front of the two old women, but before he could retract his mind, he felt the taste of a thousand knives from his limbs and the top of his head, which was the taste of a thousand knives that happened in the flesh and skin, which made Yang Chen tremble in pain on the spot, and tremble all over his body.

"What's a little pain, if it's a man, just put up with it!" Yang Wei, who closed his eyes, suddenly shouted in a low voice.

Yang Chen immediately clenched his teeth and closed his eyes tightly, but his body in the air still couldn't help but tremble, and it hurt so much that he couldn't do it.

The five of them were forcibly breaking his meridians with deep internal force, not the kind of breaking that was blasted indiscriminately, but like cutting a water pipe with scissors, starting from the ends of Yang Chen's limbs and cutting all the way to the center of his body, this painful taste was unimaginable to outsiders.

For the five people who performed the gong, this was also a matter of internal strength and energy, and the complexity of the human body made the five people have to concentrate all their energy and be careful.

An hour later, someone couldn't bear it, this thing was more tiring than fighting, and the replacement work began one after another.

The person who was replaced quickly meditated and breathed to recover.

And Yang Chen fainted directly in pain on the hands of several people, which is good, I don't know the pain when I faint.

The nine people took turns to change around, and from morning to evening, the nine people broke all the Qi meridians in Yang Chen's body.

Yang Wei waved his big arm and threw Yang Chen back into the copper tripod 'black porridge', and pressed Yang Chen's head into it with one palm.

A force of energy poured into Yang Chen's whole body, supporting all the cut meridians in his body, to use the miraculous effect of the elixir to help Yang Chen re-expand and restore the meridians according to the preset plan, if he couldn't let it recover as it was, it would be in vain.

Therefore, at this time, the qi that Yang Wei injected into Yang Chen's body was like a mold void supporting his damaged meridians.

In order to avoid suffocation of Yang Chen in a coma, Yang Wei had to lift him up every once in a while, help him breathe, and then press him down, trying to make Yang Chen's whole body soaked in the medicine.

"You've been hungry for a day, I'm going to get you something to eat." The Gospel lay out in greetings and dragged his tired body out of the cave.

An hour later, Lama Zang Ji walked to the furnace and put a hand on Yang Chen's head.

After confirming that the other party had completely controlled it with internal force, Yang Wei let go and retreated to the side, licked the 'black porridge' stained on his hand, swallowed his stomach, and quickly sat cross-legged to meditate and pranayama.

This elixir condenses the treasures of heaven and earth, and it is a supreme product that can be applied externally and taken internally, and it is an excellent tonic for restoring strength.

A few old guys came down in the day, relying on Yang Chen's 'bath water' to quickly recover their strength, otherwise even if their internal strength was deep, they couldn't help but unscrew the faucet and release the water like this.

Fortunately, the most difficult level has passed, and nine people can now be replaced individually, and almost one person can rest for eight hours, unlike before, when you had to use several people at once, it can be said that it is a great relief.