Xu Yi's pupils shrank suddenly, and he blurted out: "You mean Chu Tianhao?" “

"What do you think?"

Jiang Ruozhi smiled with a smile in her eyes, making people unable to see through her true thoughts.

Xu Yi suddenly fell silent.

Jiang Ruozhi didn't speak, just drank quietly, looking lazy and leisurely.

Long.

Xu Yi slowly got up.

"Thank you!"

He bowed to Jiang Ruozhi again and turned to leave.

After Xu Yi left the top floor, the hoarse man returned to Jiang Ruozhi's side and asked with some doubts: "Miss, are you trying to provoke a conflict between the headquarters and the Tiannan Chu family?" “

Jiang Ruozhi put down the goblet in her hand, looked at the sky through the huge floor-to-ceiling window, and said lightly: "No." It's not the Tiannan Chu family, it's the entire ancient martial arts world! “

"Shhhh

The hoarse man couldn't help but gasp, and his gaze at Jiang Ruozhi became more and more terrifying.

He has been following Jiang Ruozhi for more than ten years, and he has only found out now. Her ambition is much greater than he imagined, and he can't see through her more and more.

"What? You're scared of me right now? “

Jiang Ruozhi suddenly turned around and stared at the hoarse man with a cold gaze.

The hoarse man's heart suddenly sudden, and he took two steps back respectfully. He bowed his head and said, "Don't dare." “

"You can do what you are supposed to do, and don't ask too much about the rest."

Jiang Ruozhi said lightly and left with arrogant steps.

The hoarse man looked at her departing back, and his face showed a hint of bitterness, but his expression quickly became firm again.

"No matter what you become, I'll do anything for you."

He swore silently in his heart, his eyes full of tenderness.

??

In the midst of endless darkness.

Han Fang was woken up by the sound of rushing water, and after spitting out a few mouthfuls of water, he finally opened his eyes, only to see some unknown plants above his head, shining with a dark green glow.

"Where am I?"

Han Fang twisted his head with great effort, glanced around, and found himself in a stone cave less than ten square meters in size and less than one meter and a half meters high, next to the underground dark river, and the sound of rushing water was non-stop.

Han Fang frowned secretly, he didn't know how long he had been floating in this dark river, and he didn't know how far away he was from the tomb of the king of the Han River.

Everything is unknown!

And now all the sequelae of the super stimulant have broken out, and I don't have any strength in my body, and I can't even lift my hands.

To make matters worse, his injuries are on the verge of worsening.

In such a dark, damp, dark underground cavern, he called the heavens and the earth to be spiritual!

It seems that the only thing that can be done is to lie here and wait to die.

Han Fang couldn't help but feel a sadness in his heart, he didn't expect that my dignified Northern God of War, the commander of the First Army, did not die in the God of the Battlefield, but in such an underground cave that no one knows. Die silently!

I'm not reconciled!

To die, to die on the battlefield!

Horse leather shroud, that's where I belong!

Han Fang wanted to use the energy in his body, but he tried hard for a while. But there was no response.

"Again, again, again!"

Han Fang was not discouraged, he tried again and again, his head became more and more dizzy, more and more heavy, and finally he passed out in front of him.

When he woke up again, he didn't know how long it had been.

Although I still have a splitting headache. But he still didn't give up, and tried again and again.

Coma!

Wake up!

Try!

Coma again!

Wake up again!

Try again!

??

The Korean side has repeated this several times, and if it were someone else and in such a desperate situation, I am afraid that my heart would have collapsed long ago.

But the fighting spirit of the South Korean side is getting higher and higher, and as long as there is still a glimmer of hope, he will not give up.

For the sake of his relatives, friends, comrades-in-arms, brothers, and even more so his lover. He had to go back alive.

An unyielding will in his heart supported him, fighting against death again and again.

Finally, after waking up for an unknown number of times, he finally felt a sense of breath. My heart was filled with joy, and the seeds of hope grew rapidly.

"Whew??"

Han Fang slowly adjusted his breathing and activated the technique of breathing and practicing the exercises taught to him by Old Man Jiang.

He didn't know what this set of exercises was called, and even Jiang Yunzhong didn't know. Because this is what he got by accident in his early years on the battlefield.

It is precisely because of the cultivation of this set of exercises and the crazy tempering on the battlefield that the Korean side has cultivated a body of internal strength.

In the words of the ancient warriors, it is the inner strength of the martial arts.

Only when the ancient martial arts golden pill is condensed can he be called a real ancient martial artist, and his internal strength will also turn into the true qi of ancient martial arts.

Although, there seems to be no difference between internal strength and Gu Wu True Qi, so much so that many people mistake internal strength for Gu Wu True Qi, in fact, there is a world of difference between the two.

Internal strength can only swim in the body, strengthen strength, and enhance physical fitness. And the ancient martial true qi can be attached to objects, and can even be separated from the body, hurting people in the air.

And Han Fang is more special, his cultivation has already reached the extreme of internal strength martial arts, although he has not condensed the ancient martial arts Jin Dan for a long time. But the internal strength in the body has been transformed into the true qi of the ancient martial arts, but it is not yet able to let the true qi be released like the real ancient martial artists.

He has been between an internal martial artist and an ancient martial artist for three years.

However, it is precisely the accumulation of these three years that has made his background extremely profound, and his combat power is even more worthy of the children of the ancient martial arts clan like Chu Tianhao.

And once he condenses into an ancient martial arts golden pill and becomes a real ancient martial artist, his future will be limitless.

But now is not the time to think about that, survival is the most important thing.

After a period of adjustment, his breathing reached the best state, closed his eyes, and slowly ran that trace of Gu Wu True Qi.

A little week down. That trace of Gu Wu True Qi has grown several times more.

The Korean side was overjoyed, and the situation was much better than he expected.

Even three years ago, he couldn't achieve such an effect by running a small week.

He knew that this was because of the Immortal Pill, which had been transformed into medicinal power and integrated into his limbs, which was equivalent to making his body undergo a reborn transformation, and his cultivation would naturally be twice the result with half the effort.

"At this rate, I can run for nine days, and I can recover at least three successes."

The Korean side was secretly thinking, and their hopes were getting bigger and bigger.

Three hours later, the nine Great Weeks were finished.

Han Fang suddenly opened his eyes, two cold lights flashed in his eyes, and most of his spirit and spirit recovered.

"Whew!"

Han Fang let out a long sigh of relief, then sat up from the ground.

The cave is so low that it's nice to sit up straight, and it's basically impossible to stand up.

He carefully looked at the environment he was in, and suddenly shook his head helplessly.

This dark river is turbulent, and if he wants to swim upstream, with his current situation, it is basically impossible. And even if he can go upriver and return to the tomb of the King of Hanjiang, I don't know if Jiang Ruozhi has left.

As long as he appears, Jiang Ruozhi will never let go of herself.

But if you go downstream, you don't know where this dark river will lead.

Not a good choice.

Come to think of it, it seems that there is no choice at all now.

The only way is to recuperate here first, and then find a way to return to the tomb of King Hanjiang.

In that case, even if you can't beat it, you can escape.

He believed that Jiang Ruozhi would not stay there forever. Moreover, he has memorized the map of the tomb of the king of Hanjiang and the method of opening the stone gate, as long as he returns to the tomb of the king of Hanjiang, he will have a chance to go back alive.

After making a decision, Han Yi was ready to continue his cultivation, but at this moment, he felt a gurgling sound in his stomach.

A strong feeling of hunger welled up in my heart.

Now the question arises, how to solve the problem of eating in such a dark place?

With his current injury, if he wants to recover completely, even if he can use the Guwu True Qi to heal his injuries, he doesn't want to recover without ten days and half a month.

People are not immortals, even if they don't eat for three days, they will be so hungry that their eyes are dizzy.

He hadn't been here for a few days, and if he didn't solve the problem of eating, it would be really troublesome.

Thinking about it, the South Korean side looked at this underground river.

It stands to reason that where there is water, there will be fish.

It's just that the water of this underground river is cold and pitch black, and the water around here is so turbulent that even if there are fish, it is not so easy to catch.

Just when the Korean side was a little unsure of what to do, there was a sudden strange cry of "hiss" in his ears!

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