There are really a lot of good things in this robbery, all kinds of weapons and armor, in the words of these big men, it is a pity that the three women did not take off their clothes, otherwise there must be a lot of good goods.

Lin Luo came to this Daoist Mountain, and participated in four or five robberies, but every time he was distributing the spoils, he would smile and push his biggest share to Qi Feng and let him divide it again.

This harvest, there are also a lot of various pills, for pills, Lin Luo has never touched, but on a jade plate of the man at the head, there is an unusually simple engraved word 'Liang', and if you look at it carefully, this word actually contains a trace of fluctuations.

After questioning the scholar Qi Feng, he learned that in the Desolate Ancient Continent, there is a Gu clan surnamed Liang, and the strength of this ancient clan is extremely strong, although it is not as strong as the Lich Clan and the Dragon Clan, which are superior in numbers, but its strength is beyond doubt.

When Qi Feng learned that this thing was the thing of the man who was the leader, he was a little timid, but it stands to reason that in their business, they can't pick those people with weak backgrounds to start, so they can't rob good goods, and then Lin Luo finally understood that there were six ancient clans in this desolate ancient continent, and in addition to their strength, these ancient clans had one of the biggest characteristics, that is, they would be retribution.

Lin Luo waved his hand indifferently, saying that he didn't have to worry, the sky fell and he was the big boss on his back, and besides, wasn't the big boss used to sell it, so Qi Feng laughed dryly twice and left in a gloomy manner.

The black girl was so happy with the saber that she hurriedly ran to Lin Luo and asked Lin Luo to give her a domineering name.

Lin Luo was not ambiguous, drew his sword out of the sheath, and a cold light burst out, "I think it's called 'cold light'." ”

The rest of the big men all pursed their mouths and said secretly: "Fooling a child like this, this big boss is really the first." ”

But the black girl was happy in her heart, this 'cold light' was originally given by Lin Luo, and it had such a loud name, she couldn't be happy.

A girl's house is like this, as long as she is happy, there is something she is not happy to do.

So, when Lin Luo got up the next morning, he found that the clothes on the side of the bed were missing, and he called Luo Bin with a loud shout, only to know that it was taken by the black girl to wash.

The land of the extreme south is already humid, and now that it is winter, this freshly washed clothes is really not dry.

Lin Luo also rarely found an excuse to be idle, but then again, even if he didn't have this reason, how busy could he be? It's just that he used to lie on the recliner, but now he is lying on the bed.

Besides, who in the world can be as busy as a landlord or a business boss, one by one, it is not a year not to open, but to open for a year.

Lin Luo's face was much better when he was hiding under the covers, and even the coughing sound from time to time was much less, for this kind of physical condition now, Lin Luo could only blame it on the dragon title taking away the "Pangu Sutra".

In the words of scholar Qi Feng, his complexion is pale, and his cough is a kind of tuberculosis, which is caused by physical weakness, so I don't know if these big men are intentional or really out of good intentions, and make some strange monsters or flowers and plants all day long to let the black girl boil soup and feed it to Lin Luo, Lin Luo was moved enough at first, even the meat and soup are not left, and there is even a feeling that he is still unfinished, once it is okay, but after a long time, his pale face has become red, but the cough is more serious, coupled with the unstoppable nosebleed, and some reactions in the body make him completely afraid, so if it goes on, he has to die in a hurry, but it can't brush off the kindness of these people, so whenever the black girl happily enters the house with a pot of food, he will take the opportunity to spill it out along the window, and over time, even a few pieces of wood in the window are sprouting, and it cannot be said that the effect of this medicine is not good.

Lin Luo, who was leaning on the head of the bed, thought about these days, but he was really much more down-to-earth, at least there was no deception here, and then he thought about the Liang Xin from the ancient clan who he teased yesterday, and Qi Feng's turtle painting was really realistic.

"If the little turtle is here, I'm afraid this life will be more interesting, and I don't know how it is doing now, if it weren't for him, Lao Tzu wouldn't have landed in the field now," After speaking, he shook his head and smiled, stretched his waist, and muttered: "It's a pity not to sleep in such a good weather." ”

Moving his body down a few times, he reached out and pulled up the animal skin blanket, covering his entire head.

The little turtle, who was lying under a tree, with a fang ding on his head, crossed Erlang's legs and hummed a little song leisurely, sneezed unusually abruptly, and even the hay in his mouth was sprayed out, turned over and sat up, raised his front paws and rubbed his nose and said, "Who the hell is talking about the master," and then lay down again, muttering to himself: "It must be that kid, but even if you want to be the master, you have to wait for the master to finish his business." ”

Lin Luo slept directly until the sky was just dark, but as soon as he woke up, his body was very sore, the whole person had a lot of snot and tears, and the cough was also a lot worse, so it seems that he should have suffered from the wind cold, but throughout the ages, as long as he stepped on the path of a monk, he had never heard of someone being infected with the wind cold, after all, the body had been washed by the aura, and it was already able to resist these external pains.

Trying to use the aura to resist the wind and cold, the aura only rotates around the body, but it doesn't work at all.

The black girl still couldn't hide her excitement, and jumped up the hanging tower, but before she entered the door, she heard Lin Luo's incessant coughing sound in the hanging tower at that moment, and pushed the door directly in, with a miserable white face, even if she kept coughing, that face would not turn red.

trotted forward and asked softly, "What's wrong," Ke Lin Luo was still in the mood to say anything, and glanced at the black girl with blurred eyes, how pitiful and pitiful the expression was.

The black girl has never felt family affection, but she has a headache and brain fever when she is a child, she takes care of herself, and reaches out to touch Lin Luo's forehead, which is hot and scary, after all, she is still a little young, and she suddenly rushes around, especially in those big eyes, there are also tears.

Lin Luo waved his hand lightly and forced out a smile, "I can't die." And then he fell asleep again.

Qi Feng and Luo Bin These big men saw the black girl crying and running out of the hanging tower, thinking that they were being bullied by the big boss, but they knew the truth after careful questioning, these people are all cultivators after all, and they all muttered "How can you still be sick," but questions are questions, and they are not idle in their hands, and they took out all the pills that were robbed yesterday, but the pills are only used to increase aura or heal wounds, to say that the treatment of this wind and cold, or the herbs on the mountain are real, one by one they went up the mountain separately, and bundles of herbs were piled up in the yard, like a hill.

The black girl wiped the tears off her face, brought a pot of boiling soup into the hanging tower, and poured a whole pot of soup medicine into it under the pinching of the noses and mouths of the big men.

The black girl knelt on the edge of the bed, a tear fell down, these big men sat around the hanging tower, no longer the previous big grin, one by one or bowed their heads to wipe the weapons in their hands, or clasped the mud in their nails.

It's strange to say, on this Daoist Mountain, a group of big men have been short for three or five years, and over the years, I don't know how many big bosses have changed, these big bosses, either in the process of robbery, they were killed by them, or they were killed in this cottage, and now this Lin Luo is lying here half-dead, but it is a great opportunity to do it, but none of these big men have this heart, or because he is the husband of the black girl? Or he is too good to them, after all, all the robbed things Lin Luo never stained half a point.

The coughing sound was still intermittent, and in a violent cough, Lin Luo woke up slowly, opened his eyes with difficulty, looked at the faces in the room, and gently touched the corners of his mouth, thinking that he was laughing, but in the eyes of everyone, it was a kind of pain, a kind of bitterness.

The black girl was crying all over, and kept complaining to herself: "It's all my fault, I shouldn't have washed your clothes secretly, causing you to catch the cold, woo woo." ”

Lin Lu wanted to reach out and stroke the black girl's head, but he couldn't lift that hand.

Several attempts, but finally gave up, he knows his body, recently, as the weather gets colder and colder, he obviously feels that his body has become weak, he is afraid of death, and this is also a young death, he has not tried the love of men and women, has not enjoyed the joy of family, has not felt the happiness of his wife.

The Ancient Continent has been going for a while, but is it so hasty?

It was as if he saw another woman crouching on the ground, with her arms outstretched, to meet him.

He smiled.

He seemed to see a woman lying on the bed again, clasping her hands and her face stained with tears.

He cried.

Can you just go back?