readx;? I don't know how long it took, the sleeping consciousness finally slowly woke up, Zhao Jingfeng slowly opened his eyes, and suddenly, a headache hit Zhao Jingfeng's brain again, but this time it was much more slightly injured than before, so Zhao Jingfeng endured it for a while, and the pain gradually disappeared. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Zhao Jingfeng looked around a little blankly, and now he was lying in a small wooden house made of wood at the moment, sleeping under him was a hard wooden bed, and the ground was a wooden floor with a lot of footprints left on it, the cabin was not big, the length and width were about two zhang, and the furniture inside was also very simple.

"Where is this?" Zhao Jingfeng looked around blankly, his face was full of puzzlement, and just as he was about to get up from the bed, a heart-piercing pain came from his body, ruthlessly destroying Zhao Jingfeng's expression.

The intense pain made Zhao Jingfeng let out a muffled snort uncontrollably, his forehead was instantly covered with cold sweat, and his face, which was originally a little ruddy, also turned pale because of the destruction of this pain.

Zhao Jingfeng's silver teeth clenched, and he raised his head with difficulty to look at the situation on his body, at this moment, he was stunned, only to see a huge hole with a diameter of thirty centimeters appear on his chest, almost splitting his chest in half, and his entire body became miserable, with dry blood scars everywhere, as well as hideous and terrifying wounds, which looked terrifying.

Looking at the condition of his body, a tidal wave of memories came out of Zhao Jingfeng's mind, and the scene of the fierce battle with the eight martial sects before suddenly came to mind.

"Am I not dead?" Zhao Jingfeng's expression was momentarily sluggish, but he immediately came to his senses, and his eyes immediately showed a look of ecstasy.

"I'm not dead, I'm not dead, I'm not dead!" Zhao Jingfeng couldn't hide the excitement in his expression, and his whole body trembled slightly, but it immediately involved the wounds on his body, and the pain Zhao Jingfeng was a burst of cracked teeth, and he was miserable.

Half a sound, the severe pain slowly subsided, Zhao Jingfeng's whole body seemed to collapse and lay on the bed with a big gasp, when he calmed down, he immediately calmed down and sensed the situation in his body.

The situation in his body appeared in Zhao Jingfeng's mind like an incomparably clear picture, and Zhao Jingfeng's perception was dozens of times higher than before, but he didn't have time to be happy about it, and he didn't even notice the changes in himself at all, so he was immediately shocked and completely stunned by the bad situation in his body.

The injuries in his body were very serious, it was a terrible mess, all the internal organs and various organs were gone, even the heart was broken and powdered, he should not have survived such a serious injury, but Zhao Jingfeng did not die.

This is not the most serious, what really makes Zhao Jingfeng unacceptable is that the Natal Soul Baoyan Xi Sword, which he has cultivated for more than ten years, has disappeared from the dantian, and even the Heavenly Dragon Zuma Weapon Spirit entrenched in the dantian is nowhere to be found.

His natal soul treasure has been shattered, there is not even half of it left, the source of strength has been lost in the dantian, and his achievements in more than ten years of hard cultivation have been in vain.

Zhao Jingfeng was completely stunned, he who lost his natal soul treasure was tantamount to a person who had lost all the art of killing, from a master with extreme talent to an ordinary person who could not do any killing skills, this incident caused a lot of blows to Zhao Jingfeng.

"Could it be that I have become a waster?" Zhao Jingfeng looked at the roof with a somewhat empty look in his eyes, but his heart was full of unwillingness, because he still had too many things to do, and to do these things, he must have strong strength.

"Crunch!"

At this time, the door was opened, and a middle-aged man dressed very simply walked in from the door, he was about forty years old, with a resolute face, although he was wearing a coarse cloth shirt embroidered with patches, but he still couldn't hide the extraordinary temperament of the middle-aged man.

"You're awake. The middle-aged man looked at Zhao Jingfeng calmly and said.

Zhao Jingfeng came back to his senses, looked at the middle-aged man with a somewhat blank look, and said softly: "Thank you for saving me." ”

The middle-aged man walked up to Zhao Jingfeng and looked at the injuries on his body, and said with a light smile: "Your life is really big! After being so seriously injured, the soul has not yet dissipated, if it is replaced by someone else, even if the other party is a martial artist, it is absolutely impossible to survive." ”

The middle-aged man paused in his tone and said, "The injuries on your body are very bad, all the internal organs have been destroyed, unless there is a high-level Xianlu real person to treat you, otherwise, it will be difficult for you to recover from the injuries on your body." ”

Zhao Jingfeng was silent, now his mood was very low, his natal soul treasure was shattered, and the loss of the killing technique had a great impact on him.

Looking at Zhao Jingfeng's dull eyes, the middle-aged man sighed secretly, and said: "Young man, if you want to open some and become a waste person who can't kill, so what, it's not the same ordinary life, although you will lose a lot of wonderful stories, but sooner or later you will get tired of it, take care of your injuries! Later, I will ask my father for a fairy dew elixir, which should help you recover as soon as possible." ”

After the middle-aged man left, the room fell into a deathly silence, and only Zhao Jingfeng's breathing sound could be heard, Zhao Jingfeng's eyes looked at the roof of the wooden house with some hollow eyes, the natal soul treasure was destroyed, and more than ten years of hard work were in vain, and it was this kind of catastrophe when he needed strength the most, which really made Zhao Jingfeng difficult to accept.

He wants to go home, he wants to make the Cold Moon Sect pay, he wants to take revenge, he has too many things to do, and doing these things, without exception, requires strong strength. And now, he has been reduced to a wasted person, and he is also a legendary wasted person who can no longer cultivate spiritual power in his life. Even if he can re-cultivate, I don't know how long it will take to regain the strength of the Martial Emperor, and at this time, the Nanming Dynasty is probably also facing a catastrophe, and it is still unknown whether the Zhao Mansion can continue to exist, and he simply does not have so much time to re-cultivate.

At this moment, the closed door was opened again, and a little fat man of about twenty years of age, dressed in a simple cloth robe, walked in from outside.

The little fat man came to Zhao Jingfeng's side, looked at Zhao Jingfeng's open eyes, his face suddenly became happy, and said, "Hey, you finally woke up! You have been in a coma for several days." ”

Zhao Jingfeng, who was in a low mood, didn't seem to hear what the little fat man said, and his eyes were still staring blankly at the roof of the wooden house.

Looking at Zhao Jingfeng's empty eyes, the little fat man showed a suspicious look on his face, looked up at the roof of the wooden house, and then stretched out his hand and shook it in front of Zhao Jingfeng's eyes, and said, "Hey, are you okay! Why do you always stare at the roof! ”

Zhao Jingfeng still didn't answer, and he didn't even roll his eyes.

The little fat man circled his head, frowned tightly, and muttered: "I heard my father say that you should have died, but your soul has not dissipated, is it not that your soul has been hurt in any way, it should not be stupid!"

The little fat man stretched out a pair of chubby palms and was about to shake Zhao Jingfeng, which seemed to bring Zhao Jingfeng back to his senses, but when he saw the hideous and terrifying wound on Zhao Jingfeng's body, a pair of hands suddenly stopped in mid-air, and muttered: "You are so seriously injured, moving your body will definitely make your injury worse, no, no, you can't do this, hey, are you okay! Did you hear what I said!" The little fat man stared at Zhao Jingfeng with a pair of bright eyes without blinking, and his eyes were full of hope.

Zhao Jingfeng's eyes finally rolled, he stared at the little fat man with a somewhat blank expression, and asked softly with an expressionless face, "Who are you!"

"Haha, you finally spoke, it seems that you are not stupid! I thought there was something wrong with you!" The little fat man immediately became happy, and asked himself: "Hello, my name is Luo Zhenyu, but the people in the village call me Chubby, so you can call me that, by the way, do you remember your name!"

"My name is Zhao Jingfeng. Zhao Jingfeng said weakly, and after finishing speaking, some empty eyes stared at the roof again.

"Wow, I know your own name! Looks like you're not stupid, that's great. The little fat man immediately became excited, as if he was happy that Zhao Jingfeng had not become "stupid".

The little fat man quickly calmed down, he stared at the hideous and terrifying wound on Zhao Jingfeng's body with a curious expression, and asked: "Zhao Jingfeng, these injuries on your body are so terrifying! What kind of desolate demon were bitten! Or I will ask my father to help you catch that desolate demon back, you can rest assured! My father is very powerful, he will definitely be able to capture the desolate demon that injured you and avenge you." ”

"Hey, why don't you talk again, why don't you like to talk so much?"

"Hey, hey, what's so nice about the roof! Why do you keep staring at the roof! I built this little cabin two years ago, isn't there anything wrong with it?"

"Hey, Zhao Jingfeng, you talk, don't you like to talk to others?"

Then, Zhao Jingfeng didn't say a word, stared at the roof, and the anxious little fat man kept scratching his ears and scratching his brain by the bed.

"Zhenyu!" A voice came from behind, and I saw the middle-aged man who had left earlier re-entering the room.

"Father, come and pull, why does he always stare at the roof! Obviously not stupid!" The little fat man looked at the middle-aged man as if he was pleading.

The middle-aged man said softly: "Zhenyu, this little brother has received some blows and has not recovered for the time being, let him be quiet!"

"Oh, I see, father, I'm out. The little fat man left the cabin.

The middle-aged man came to Zhao Jingfeng's side, took out a thumb-sized round pill, and said, "I know that you are a little difficult to bear this blow for a while, but now you don't have to think too much, let's recuperate with peace of mind first! As he spoke, the middle-aged man flicked his fingers, and the white pill in his hand entered Zhao Jingfeng's mouth.

"This is the eighth-level Immortal Dew Elixir, although it can't make your injuries fully healed, but at least it can repair the big hole in your chest. With that, the middle-aged man left.

Zhao Jingfeng's entire body was wrapped in a layer of milky white light, and the small pill contained a very rich Xianlu aura, which was so powerful that even if Zhao Jingfeng tried his best to control the Xianlu aura, it was far less than one percent.

This is a "qualitative" gap!

Zhao Jingfeng's entire body was wrapped in the aura of Immortal Dew, and the injuries in his body were healing at an incredible speed, and the huge hole in his chest was also growing new tender flesh quickly, and it didn't take long to completely cover up the transparent hole.

At the same time, the hideous and terrifying wounds around Zhao Jingfeng's body were also healing to a degree visible to the naked eye, and the dried blood that had been scarred also fell off from Zhao Jingfeng's body like an old skin, revealing the white and tender skin as mutton fat inside, and there was not even a scar left.

In just a cup of tea, Zhao Jingfeng's whole person was completely renewed, the injuries on the surface of his body had been completely recovered, leaving no scars, and his whole body looked very perfect, and at this time, the immortal dew aura was finally exhausted and slowly dissipated.

Although Zhao Jingfeng's injuries on the surface have been completely recovered, the injuries in his body are still the same as before, and the immortal dew aura contained in the eighth-level Immortal Dew Elixir is indeed very powerful, but the "quantity" is not enough after all, and it is impossible to completely heal the injuries in Zhao Jingfeng's body.

Despite this, Zhao Jingfeng was also moved, his empty and godless eyes regained some of his brilliance, he noticed the changes in his body, let out a lamented sigh, and muttered: "What should I do now, how should I recover my strength, I must have strong strength, what should I do now." ”

At this moment, Zhao Jingfeng's mind was shaken, and at this moment, he suddenly appeared, there seemed to be something more in his mind, and his soul seemed to have become more powerful than before.

Sensing the changes in his brain, Zhao Jingfeng was immediately stunned, and immediately reacted, immediately closed his eyes, and as soon as his mind moved, he suddenly came to a strange space.

There was chaos around this space, and it was impossible to see anything clearly, and in the center, two rays of light, one gold and one black, were suspended in mid-air, wrapped around a small stone with multicolored light and slowly spinning.

"It's... This is the Celestial Dragon Zuma Artifact Spirit, how did it get here, and where is it? Zhao Jingfeng looked at the Heavenly Dragon Zuma Instrument Spirit in front of him in a daze, and his heart was full of doubts.

Suddenly, the Heavenly Dragon Zuma Instrument Spirit trembled slightly, and a stream of consciousness came out. The Heavenly Dragon Zuma Instrument Spirit has its own spiritual wisdom and its own thoughts, but it is still weak and unable to speak at all, which can pass on the consciousness it wants to express to Zhao Jingfeng in a mysterious way, so that Zhao Jingfeng can understand.

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