Just thinking about it, Ling Chen suddenly felt uncomfortable all over his body, especially in his chest, after being injured by the woman's palm just now, he thought it was nothing serious, but now he was a little stuffy, as if his breathing was about to suffocate, which was extremely uncomfortable.

Seeing that his face turned red and he had difficulty breathing, the woman hurriedly stepped forward and slapped his palm again. Ling Chen's eyes widened as he watched the other party's actions.

Isn't this your own life?

As soon as the thought came to him, the woman's white and tender palm had already fallen on him. Suddenly, he felt an inexplicable force coming, a sweet feeling in his throat surged, and a mouthful of blood spit out.

As the blood spat out, he felt that his breathing was much easier, and his whole body was relaxed. However, when the whole person relaxed, he immediately felt that his brain was groggy and tiredness hit.

In the previous battle with Song Qing, his physical strength was seriously overdrawn, and now he was hit twice by this mysterious woman, and he was really a little irresistible.

In a daze, he fell on his head and lay unconscious in the bushes.

......

I don't know how long it took for Ling Chen to finally come to his senses.

Rubbing his brows, he sat up slowly, and found himself lying on a simple wooden bed, with a faint fragrance on the quilt. Looking around, the room he was in was a wooden house, except for a bed, there was only a table and chairs, there were no valuable furnishings, and almost all of them were woodwork.

"What is this place?"

Just as he was thinking, the door of the wooden house was pushed open from the outside. Immediately after, a woman walked in with a bowl of rice porridge.

It turned out to be her.

Ling Chen came back to his senses and looked at the woman who had injured himself and rescued herself, a trace of curiosity flashed in the depths of his eyes.

Such a powerful and beautiful woman lives alone in the deep mountains and old forests, and there must be an unknown story behind it. He didn't have much interest in someone else, but he didn't mind digging into her secrets about this kind of beauty.

At this time, the woman walked to the bed, handed the bowl of millet porridge to him, "Eat ......"

Ling Chen smiled slightly, knowing that she was not speaking smoothly, and before she could finish speaking, she had already taken the millet porridge with both hands. He was already hungry and almost devoured it, and drank it all in a few sips, and there were no rice grains left at the bottom of the bowl.

There is no way, the more severe the physical overdraft, the easier it is to get hungry.

A bowl of rice porridge went down, and Ling Chen suddenly felt comfortable, not as uncomfortable as just now.

"Thank you. ”

The woman took the empty bowl, put it beside it, and sat down in front of the bed, her crystal eyes staring at him without blinking, as if she were looking at something interesting.

Being stared at by her so unscrupulously, the cheeky Ling Chen felt a little embarrassed.

He coughed lightly and said with a dry smile: "Beauty, you really don't have a name?"

The other party shook his head slightly.

"Then ......" Ling Chen glanced at the empty porridge bowl, "Then I'll call you a porridge girl, you must have a name." ”

"Whatever. ”

"How many years have you lived here?"

The porridge girl stretched out two fingers, and Ling Chen immediately understood. It's been 20 years! Tsk, this woman has been in this deserted place for 20 years, it's really embarrassing for her, and I don't know how she spent this long time. In other words, he lives alone in this kind of ghost place, let alone twenty years, and he will go crazy if he stays for two or three years.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but admire the persistence of the porridge girl.

"Hasn't anyone else been here but you?"

"Yes, I ...... Division...... Master. ”

"Master?" Ling Chen nodded secretly. He said, the porridge girl's skills are so powerful, there must be a master to teach, "Your master didn't live with you?"

At the mention of her master, the porridge girl's expression suddenly dimmed, and there was a hint of sadness in her eyes.

Seeing this, Ling Chen knew that he had touched the other party's sad past, and hurriedly apologized: "I'm sorry." ”

"You ......"

The porridge girl was about to speak, but at this moment, as if she heard something, she suddenly stood up and turned her head to look out the door.

"What's wrong?"

"Yes...... Someone. ”

Ling Chen listened carefully, but it was quiet outside, and there was no sound at all. He smiled bitterly, he had always thought that his kung fu was not bad, but compared to the porridge girl, it was more than a step weaker.

Seeing the porridge girl walking out, Ling Chen immediately lifted the quilt and went to the ground, and followed out of the wooden house.

Leaving the wooden house, Ling Chen was surprised to find that this wooden house was actually built on a big tree. It's not so much a wooden house as a treehouse. The treehouse is surrounded by lush foliage, and if you don't pay close attention, it's hard to spot the existence of this treehouse.

At this time, the porridge girl who was walking in front jumped and jumped directly from the branch of a tree more than five meters high. With her feet on the ground, she bent down slightly, even if she stepped on the dead leaves all over the ground, she didn't make a sound.

Looking at this height, Ling Chen hesitated slightly, and finally gave up the idea of jumping. I'm not in good shape now, so don't be strong. Also, the angle of view from the tree branch is good, and the gaze can cover the surroundings.

It's just that in the blink of an eye, the porridge girl has disappeared in his eyes, and he doesn't know where he went.

As he pondered, a burst of salsa voices came from far to near. Ling Chen raised his eyes and saw a middle-aged man walking through the bushes towards him.

"Song Qing?" Ling Chen's eyes lit up slightly, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly, it really took no effort to step on the iron shoes and find nowhere to find them, he wanted to find him, but he didn't expect him to come to the door by himself.

Thinking of this, he grabbed the rope next to the tree house and prepared to slide down and catch Song Qing.

However, before he could act, Song Qing under the tree house stood suddenly, looked around vigilantly, and said coldly: "Who is it?"

Seeing that there was no response from the surroundings, Song Qing twisted his eyebrows slightly and said, "Ling Chen, I know it's you, don't be sneaky, get out." As he spoke, he picked up a branch about a meter long from the ground and held it tightly in his hand.

Suddenly, the figure flashed, the wind hit, Song Qing hurriedly turned around, and the branch stabbed back fiercely.

However, as soon as he made a move, Song Qing was stunned and looked blankly at the woman who suddenly appeared in front of him. The other party actually used two fingers to clamp the branch he stabbed.

"Who are you?"

"Porridge girl, be careful, that guy is a bad guy. ”

Hearing Ling Chen's voice coming from the tree house, Song Qing's face suddenly changed, and he shouted coldly: "It turns out that the two of you are in a gang, go die!"

With a loud shout, his wrist flicked, and the branch snapped immediately. Immediately after, he held the half-broken branch and stepped forward, attacking the porridge girl again.

The porridge girl stood there expressionless, as if she didn't pay attention to his attack. When the tip of the branch was about to stab, she didn't make a move, and Song Qing's body flew directly from the ground as if it had been hit hard, and fell heavily to the ground.