Pain!

It was as if the throat had been plugged with a piece of coal, and a burning pain began in the heart and spread suddenly.

Boils!

As if jumping into a pot of oil, Qin Liang instantly had a feeling that he wanted to jump out, but he couldn't pick it out.

At the moment, he had no thoughts.

His eyes were blood-red, and his body seemed to be boiled through.

"Ah...... Ah......h

A roar was roared out, constantly echoing in the martial arts arena, which looked extremely terrifying. It was still a human voice before, but as time passed, Qin Liang's voice was like a beast, and until this moment, he couldn't make any sound.

Falling to the ground, curling up, convulsing.

Qin Hao kept rolling on the ground, and at this moment, every cell in his body seemed to be invaded by pain, internal organs, bones, muscles, every place was already burning, pain, everywhere.

Die!

This is Qin Liang's only thought at the moment, as long as he dies, he can escape this endless pain.

Pity!

The severe pain had already deprived Qin Liang of his physical command, even if it was biting his tongue, he couldn't do such a simple action.

"This kid! Can you hold on? ”

Looking at his son rolling all over the ground, Qin Hao's tightly knit eyebrows were also covered with sweat.

If it is not refined, it will not be made.

As a father, who wants to see his son so alive and dead, but there is no way, if you want to become a strong man, in this cruel world, you have the ability to protect yourself, this step is essential.

Qin Liang's face was hideous at this moment, his whole body was purple and red, and a thick layer of mist was rising from above his body, a terrifying scene, as if he was really boiled.

"Son, you have to persevere."

Gritting his teeth fiercely, Qin Hao clenched his fist violently, and in the next second, the strong wind howled, and Qin Hao's figure disappeared in place.

"Bang!"

After a bang, Qin Liang actually flew high on his back, while Qin Hao lowered his head and stood under Qin Liang.

"Quenching, naturally you have to cultivate both inside and outside, if you can carry this pass, maybe ...... Your achievements will surpass me, Wuyang Jue, Siyang Shengong, without a super physique, it is self-defeating. ”

Closing his eyes, Qin Hao's cheeks twitched, and another punch was struck.

"Bang bang!"

As if he was pounding a sandbag, Qin Hao's sturdy figure flashed, and suddenly, the entire martial arts arena was full of strong wind brought up by the fist wind.

And Qin Liang's body remained in a floating state, and in Qin Hao's fist shadow in the sky, that poor body was like a remnant leaf, which could be torn apart at any time.

Pain, pain, pain!

Internal organs, bones, blood, skin.

Inside, the blood was boiling, and outside, there was Qin Hao's dense fist wind blowing.

Qin Liang's consciousness began to dissipate.

"It's really, it's too painful, and it's relief to die."

Qin Liang, who was in extreme pain, didn't know when he had regained a little sanity, but at this point, he just wanted to die immediately.

"Goodbye, guys."

The last dying.

Dongfang Sheng's enchanting face, Fang Yuan's bowling-like figure, Xiao Ge can't grab food when he eats, Gao Li looked at Liu Zhiyong's happy smile, and Duan Qi's saliva splash.

"Goodbye, teacher."

Liu Zhiyong's determined look, Master Guo's wise eyes.

"Lan Xiaoying, I love you."

Finally, at the end, a beautiful shadow stood slim, white cheeks, extremely holy.

"No, I can't die, I can't die, Dad, Lan Xiaoying, Hero Rose, Liu Zhiyong, Master Guo, Zhou Li, I can't die!"

There was a terrible roar in his heart, and Qin Liang lifted his spirits.

At this time, a sharp figure stood in my mind at some point.

Huang Feihong.

A green cloth gown, an unyielding gaze.

The mountains and rivers are broken, and it hurts, and what is there to fear?

"Yes, pain, what are you afraid of, in front of your father, can't you even hold on to such a little pain?"

Reawakening his spirit, Qin Liang didn't want to escape the boundless pain. Revolt, emotional revolt, he is not nothing, he is not fighting alone.

Partner.

Close relatives.

Teacher.

Wife.

Everyone is standing behind them, and everyone is looking at themselves expectantly.

Whether it's for themselves or for them, you can't lose.

I have an unyielding emotion and an unyielding soul.

Pain, you are the enemy, you are the devil.

You are strong, you are tyrannical, but, I do not give in.

Persistence, as long as you persevere, it is a victory.

Time passed, the blood was still boiling, and the fist wind outside was still raging.

After the pain, the medicinal properties of the dark potion finally took effect.

The quality of his bones is refining, his muscle density is increasing, and even the speed of blood flow is much faster than before, and his internal organs have been qualitatively improved.

It's a pity that this state of extreme speed enhancement only lasted for a few seconds, and then his body had a very empty feeling.

Supplement, you need to replenish yourself.

As soon as this thought passed, Qin Liang felt his mouth being pinched open by a big hand, and then there was a strong smell of medicine.

Grade 1 Elixir!

The familiar taste shocked Qin Liang's spirit, and he immediately began to swallow in a big gulp.

The potion slashed across his throat, hurting like a knife, and with the ingestion of this potion, Qin Liang roared again, and the blood that had just cooled down a trace became boiling again.

The ingestion of the first-class potion is like adding new fuel.

"I didn't drink much, but I couldn't help him."

Gently taking the kettle from Qin Liang's mouth, Qin Hao's eyes were full of reluctance, at this moment, his heart was not cut by a knife.

"Bang!"

The arm, pinched by a hot palm.

Qin Hao's eyes were suddenly terrifying.

The hand, holding its arm, was putting a kettle into his mouth.

"This kid, can he still hold on?"

Qin Hao was extremely shocked, Qin Liang's performance had exceeded his expectations.

War!

Just fight hard, just fight to the death.

Doesn't it hurt?

Come and kill me.

Qin Liang went crazy, swallowing the elixir one by one, he was not a novice cultivator now, he could naturally feel that if he wanted his body to be tempered more thoroughly, then he would have to endure more intense pain and drink more first-level elixirs.

A kettle, bottom.

Qin Liang's face was hideous, his fingers pinched Qin Hao's arm fiercely, he couldn't speak, he could only use simple body movements to tell Qin Hao that he still wanted to drink.

Knock knock!

Before I knew it, another kettle went down.

And Qin Hao's breath was solemn, looking at this situation, Qin Liang was going to break through to the basic ten stages at one time today?

Just when Qin Hao was extremely shocked, that arm once again trembled and pinched himself.

"Do you want to take it? At this time, it is already the limit of the boiling blood potion, and the limit state, the pain is naturally the limit, can he still bear it? ”

At this moment, Qin Hao hesitated a little.

Boiling Blood Limit, a martial artist in the basic stage, no one has been able to hold on to it so far, Qin Liang, okay?

"Huh?"

The blazing grip on his arm increased again, and Qin Hao finally sighed and put the kettle to Qin Liang's mouth.

"My son is too stubborn."