"I wish you could save her life. ”

After Hong Yunyao finished speaking, his face was slightly sad and decadent.

The head of the dignified Sword Sect Mountain, a character who can slash all enemies with a sword, also has times when he is helpless and sad.

At this moment, he was just an ordinary old man.

Hong Yunyao didn't stay here for long, and turned around and left directly.

After experiencing disappointments again and again, he really didn't want to wait here, in case this black-robed young man who seemed quite capable also shook his head at him after seeing it, then Hong Yunyao's heart would be even more uncomfortable.

It's better not to know the result, it's better to look forward to it in your heart.

After Han Ming saw the sad Hong Yunyao leave, he scratched his head in confusion and walked into the cracked door.

After that, the mirror-smooth mountain wall was restored to its original state once again.

Behind the mirror gate of the mountain wall, there is a quiet Yongdao path, and the stone wall is inlaid with yuan crystal lamps for lighting.

Han Ming fearlessly stepped on the path and turned a few corners, and a stone gate blocked the way.

When Han Ming was struggling with whether to push the door directly and enter, a weak voice came from inside the stone gate: "Come in!"

This voice is a little familiar, Han Ming pushed the door in, stood at the door in amazement, and after half a sound, in the secret room, the men and women who looked at each other said in unison: "It's you?!!"

Among the women Han Ming had encountered, the woman who was in pain on the floor of the secret room at this time still impressed him very much.

Because of this woman's stubborn temper, which is a bit similar to him, she once stood in the middle hall and told him in person: "Sooner or later, I will stand next to you and tell everyone that you are my Zhao Min's man!"

Han Ming thought that the two would never see each other again in this life, but he didn't expect to meet so abruptly.

"You...... Are you Hong Yunyao's big apprentice?!" Han Ming asked stupidly.

The woman, whose eyes were originally dimmed because of the torture of the sword qi in her body all day long, seemed to return to the light, and she lifted her upper body from the ground in surprise, her face was slightly blushing, her eyes stared at Han Ming brightly, and she said coquettishly: "Yes, why are you here, I thought I wouldn't be able to see you when I was dying." ”

"Hey...... Fate!" Han Ming let out a long sigh and was about to speak, but he saw the woman throw out a brilliant and terrifying sword qi and shoot towards the door in front of him.

Han Ming's eyes suddenly condensed, his waist bent back, and he narrowly avoided this wisp of sword qi, and before he could stand firmly, he felt that his feet were swept away, and his body was directly lying on the ground.

Call!

A gust of fragrant wind came with the sharp paving of sword qi.

Zhao Min followed and turned over and rode on Han Ming's body, she stretched out her little pink tongue and licked her lips, her eyes were full of joy, like a little girl who had found something she loved.

Han Ming just wanted to struggle to get up, but he was pressed by Zhao Min's white and slender fingers.

He felt the terrifying sword qi surging in Zhao Min's hands, his scalp was numb, and he pulled the corners of his mouth helplessly and said, "This is not good!"

Sting!

The black robe on Han Ming's body was torn apart in response, revealing a strong and perfectly lined upper body.

Zhao Min smiled, full of heroism, which made people's eyes light up, and said, "Don't move, you may die if you move." ”

A bitter smile appeared at the corner of Han Ming's mouth, his eyes were slightly stunned, and he asked in a trembling voice, "Dare to ask...... Dare to ask Miss, this is going to ...... Strong, explode me?!"

"Understood, don't say it, I'll be embarrassed. Zhao Min replied with a slight shyness.

you!!Are you still embarrassed?!

"Miss Zhao, you have to think twice before you act, the most important thing is that the sword qi in your body is disordered now, and it is really not suitable for you...... Do strenuous exercise. Han Ming's face turned red, and he was a little embarrassed, and he couldn't help but put his eyes on Zhao Min's face who was riding on him.

Although her face was a little pale, she was still the heroic girl.

The corners of Zhao Min's mouth rose slightly, and his lips opened lightly: "As you can see, I won't live long, this sword competition will help Master win the first place in the sword competition again, and let you become my Zhao Min's man, I have no regrets." ”

Han Ming hurriedly persuaded: "What is there to have no regrets, I can cure you, you can rest assured......"

Sting!

This time it was Han Ming's clothes that were smashed, and now he was lying on the ground with a red fruit, and there was a wonderful person riding in his lower abdomen.

But even so, Han Ming still didn't dare to move the slightest, after all, Zhao Min at this time was no longer the original Zhao Min, and now every wisp of sword qi in Zhao Min's body could be compared to Han Ming's full blow.

What's more, now Zhao Min's little hand is pressed on Han Ming's chest and heart, as long as Han Ming dares to resist, maybe this heroic and sword-like girl will really poke him to death, and then do something cheap.

If he was really tossed to death, Han Ming felt that it was better to lie here in peace like this.

It's not that Han Ming has no means to resist, it's just that he is really afraid that this girl will have a tendon, and when the time comes, with Zhao Min's current physical condition, he will become a villain who destroys flowers with hot hands.

But if he doesn't resist, then ......

When Han Ming was struggling, he saw Zhao Min raise a jade hand and untie the gauze on his body......

That's not right!

Lao Tzu is here to heal his injuries!!

Call!

Han Ming raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, sat up from the ground, he looked sideways at the woman with a satisfied face but frowned, and shook his head helplessly.

"I told you a long time ago that it's not suitable for ...... Now I know it hurts?!"

Zhao Min, who trembled lightly and his lips became more and more pale, said stiffly: "I like it!!"

Han Ming was quite helpless, so he had to help the woman up by himself, and then put his big hand on the back of the woman's heart, and said softly: "Don't resist the penetration of my spiritual sense, I'll take a look at how bad the situation is." ”

Zhao Min responded, closed his eyes with peace of mind, and said, "Even if you let it go, if it dies in your hands, I am willing, but this sword competition can't help my master." ”

"Bad fate!!" Han Ming stroked his forehead, and after calming down, he slowly penetrated the power of spiritual consciousness into Zhao Min's body.

Now the situation in Zhao Min's body is also naturally presented in Han Ming's mind.

The power of the sword vein body is that the sword vein body has three major sword knots that can contain sword qi, and the sword vein body does not have the qi hall or qi sea in the dantian, and the sword aperture replaces the function of the qi hall and the qi sea.

Absorbing a wisp of heaven and earth essence qi can condense into a wisp of sword qi, and condensing into a wisp of sword qi can hide in the sword aperture.

The sword qi will open up content in the sword aperture day and night, and although it will have to endure pain all the time, the cultivation speed will be rapid and everyday.

But there is a bad thing about the sword vein body, that is, the sword technique portal will one day be rushed away by the more and more powerful sword qi, and now this is the case in Zhao Min's body.

Her sword technique has been washed away, the sword qi inside is flowing wantonly in her body, the meridians and internal organs are even more scarred, and her vitality is constantly reduced, this situation is equivalent to thousands of silver needles constantly piercing her body, and it is rare for Zhao Min to have the leisure to press him down.