"Mother, just eat something, you haven't eaten for a few days. ”

Yang Qin is like she has never heard of it, she seems to have lost her three souls and seven spirits, she seems to have forgotten her grief, her eyes are dull, her face is as pale as a blank paper, her eyes are swollen, her lips are chapped, her appearance is distressing!

"Mother, you can eat some. Leng Ling saw that Yang Qin didn't speak, and he didn't even move his eyes, his eyes were red, and he was so anxious that he burst into tears.

"Woo ......"

Leng Ling just shed tears at first, but in the end, she couldn't help it, sobbing quietly, how could she not be sad, but seeing her mother's body worse day by day, she was also extremely worried.

Hearing Leng Ling's sobbing, Yang Qin reacted, her eyelids raised slightly, stretched out her weak hands to wipe away the tears on Leng Ling's face, and then picked up chopsticks and put a few rice grains into her mouth, chewing slowly.

Seeing his wife's depressed appearance, although Leng Silent was distressed, he had no choice but to sigh and walk out of the house.

......

The Death Swamp is full of fog and poisonous gases, and this place is known as the Forbidden Zone for Life.

Near the edge of the Death Swamp, the fog had dissipated and was not as thick as before, and in one place a figure lay on the ground, his clothes tattered and stained with blood, but he was as peaceful as if he were asleep.

It's cold rain!

I don't know how long it took, Leng Yu, who was lying motionless on the ground, moved slightly, and seemed to be about to wake up.

His eyelids moved slightly, his mouth moved slightly, and his fingers moved slightly.

With black and white eyes, with a hint of dazedness, he finally opened his eyes and finally woke up from his coma.

He sat up slowly, his eyes still confused, and looked around with bewilderment, at the strange everything, although he had little way to see much in the fog.

His head was pricked by a needle, and the pain was so painful that he directly covered his head with his hands, and his memories began to pick up, he remembered the hateful black python, remembered the black python's relentless pursuit, remembered that he crashed into the swamp of death in desperation, and then ...... And then he didn't know anything.

I checked my body, except for my clothes were torn, I didn't feel any discomfort, the injuries caused by the black python had healed, and I felt as light as a swallow.

How could this be? Leng Yu wondered, obviously he was seriously injured, how could he be fine?"Ahh

But soon he calmed down, and he didn't look like he was in trouble. Is the poison gas gone? But it doesn't look like it. Is it because the poison gas is useless? That's not right, I was in a coma because of the poisoning when I first came in.

I couldn't figure out what was going on, Leng Yu simply didn't want to, it was certain that something happened when he was unconscious, but he had no way of knowing.

Cuckoo!

A grunting sound came from his stomach, and he smiled bitterly, this is really hungry. He found his baggage, and then he didn't care so much, and scooped up all the dry food and water in it.

After eating and drinking, Leng Yu sat on the ground, he looked at the fog around him, and sighed softly, damn I don't know how long I was in a coma, and my family must be worried to death. But he didn't dare to leave, he didn't know if the black python was waiting for the rabbit outside, thinking of the black python's perseverance, he was terrified.

Leng Yu is determined to improve his strength here, anyway, those poisonous gases can't hurt him, at least the poisonous gas here can't hurt it.

He pulled the big sack and opened it, and the Yuan-descending grass inside didn't seem to be affected by the poisonous gas, and it still had an attractive luster.

Leng Yu got up and left with the sack, he had to find a good place to settle down, the Death Swamp was full of too much uncertainty, it must be extremely dangerous, the creature outside had no way to survive here does not mean that it did not have the original creature, he had to be cautious and cautious, the lesson of the black python was enough once.

After searching for a few hours, Leng Yu finally found a cave, which was hidden and did not seem to have any traces of biological infestation, so he used it as a foothold with peace of mind.

......

The poisonous gas is filled, and a few bubbles bubble up on the swamp from time to time, this is the real Death Swamp, and the cold rain has entered here for a few days, fortunately, he has no signs of poisoning, and he is sure of one thing, that is, the Death Swamp has original creatures, not only animals, but also plants, but all of them have severe pain.

Although they are all highly poisonous, Leng Yu doesn't care at all, he misses the delicious taste of those original Warcraft meats, and he has survived by eating and eating the original Warcraft meat these days.

A jungle in the Death Swamp, where Leng Yu was hiding, he was ambushing the demonic beasts, and he wanted to store enough food for cultivation.

I didn't have to wait long, a demonic beast that looked like a boar passed by, and Leng Yu observed the demonic beast, the strength of the first order, it was completely able to do it......

Waiting for the monster to approach, he rushed out as fast as he could, like a cheetah that saw its prey.

The tiger roared loudly, and a vague tiger head appeared in the fist blasted out by the cold rain, and the tiger was vigorous, breaking through the void and quickly smashing towards the demonic beast.

Boom!

A heavy sound sounded, and the monster was hit by a sneak attack, letting out a terrible scream, and the huge force made it fly and fall heavily to the ground.

The monster fell to the ground and struggled, but there was no way to get up from the ground, and it was obviously seriously injured. A blood hole appeared on its body, and the blood was like a pillar, dripping on the ground, and after a while, it stained the ground red, which was very dazzling.

It is not surprising for Leng Yu to knock down a first-order demonic beast with one punch, the peak of his training period far surpasses others, and the tendon washing period has also been going on for a while, and the combat power naturally cannot be judged by common sense, this demonic beast received a blow from him with all his strength and did not die, which can be said to be an amazing defense.

Seeing that the blow had not yet killed the demonic beast, the cold rain was violent, and he waved his fist at the demonic beast again, and the tiger roar sounded again, shaking the mountains and forests.

Before the fist arrived, the fist wind had already touched the body of the demonic beast. There was horror in its eyes, and it let out a cry of despair.

Rumble!

Undoubtedly, under its frightened and desperate screams, Leng Yu's fist slammed into its body again, killing it instantly.

Leng Yu withdrew his fist and exhaled heavily, this monster weighed five hundred catties and could be eaten for a while. He picked up the demonic beast and walked quickly towards his cave, he was worried that the battle just now would attract powerful demonic beasts.

The problem of food has been solved, and in the following days, Leng Yu used the Yuan Descending Grass to cultivate, although the lack of tenacious tendon fruit made his progress a little slow, but the impact was not very great.

After arduous cultivation, the results achieved by Leng Yu were also amazing, he was getting closer and closer to the peak of the tendon washing period, and his body seemed to have endless great strength.

His muscles and veins expanded wide enough, laying a solid foundation for his future cultivation and laying a thick foundation for his path to becoming a strong man.

......

The Swamp of Death was constantly bubbling with bubbles, and those bubbles were full of poisonous gases that made the warriors break their souls, but at this time, a figure on the swamp was moving rapidly, completely unafraid of any poisonous gas.

Leng Yu was practicing flying crane steps, since he was chased and killed by the black python, he understood how important the skill of escaping was, and the first condition for escaping was naturally speed.

In the world of martial artists, running for your life is also a kind of cultivation, just ask if your speed is beyond the reach of others, who can still hunt you down? As for the face lost by escaping, it is enough to get it back when your strength is strong.

The characteristics of the swamp are very suitable for cultivating speed, and if you can walk on the swamp like flat ground, then the speed will definitely reach a very terrifying level.

Laugh at!

One of Cold Rain's feet sank into the swamp, and his figure was forced to stop.

He tried to jump up from the swamp, but to no avail, his body sank as he moved, and he had no choice but to use the rattan he had already prepared.

With a vigorous flick, he threw the rattan at a tree, and the rattan seemed to have life, and it was wrapped around the tree several times, and it was very strong, and the cold rain left the swamp by the rattan.

Leaving the swamp, Leng Yu sat on the ground and looked at the swamp with poisonous gas, thinking of his rapidly growing strength, he laughed unconsciously, but soon he couldn't laugh out loud, but looked at the swamp in a daze.

He misses his family, it's been half a month since he woke up, and he doesn't know how long he has been in a coma, how can he miss his family for such a long time?

......

Lengjia Town, the Leng family that "lost" Leng Yu is running as usual, and it is only his family that has changed.

After learning the bad news, Yang Qin didn't know how many tears she wiped every day, she almost didn't eat anything, the whole person became more and more haggard, and her body was losing weight day by day, day by day.

Leng Silent was even more silent, just standing on the back mountain of the Leng family and looking west every day, it was a few hours at a glance.

Leng Ling, the originally noisy child, has also become quiet, she is no longer greedy for fun, she cultivates hard during the day, she hopes that one day she can be strong enough to sweep the Warcraft Forest. At night, she was holding the necklace given to her by the cold rain, and unconsciously burst into tears.

Leng Qingsong rarely left the main pavilion, he sat in the main pavilion almost every day, and he sat all day.

He thought that his grandson could grow into a peerless powerhouse, but unfortunately he died young. The old man's heart is also very painful, his love for Leng Yu is known to everyone in the Leng family.

......

Death Swamp, in a cave, a fire is burning, and next to the fire, a person is enthusiastically grilling the meat of the monster, bursts of tempting meat constantly emitted, making people appetizing.

The monster meat was finally cooked, and the man didn't wait for the still hot monster meat to be colder and couldn't wait to send it to his mouth, even if it was so hot that his saliva was dripping, he didn't care.

After eating a meal of Warcraft meat beautifully, Leng Yu lay in his nest, holding his stomach contentedly, feeling the fragrance that still remained in his mouth, and sighed: "It's so comfortable, wonderful, wonderful." ”

He loves to eat roasted monster meat, and that taste always keeps him coming back for more.

After lying down for a while, Leng Yu glanced at his warehouse, where there were only a few pieces of meat and some offal, and there was not much food, and it seemed that he was going out to hunt demonic beasts again.

There are relatively few demonic beasts on this side of the Death Swamp, so Leng Yu must go out to hunt demonic beasts while there is still stock, otherwise he is likely to go hungry.

On a leafy tree, the cold rain hides in it, waiting for the prey to appear. But this time his luck was obviously not as good as last time, and he waited in the tree for several hours in a row, during which not a single demonic beast appeared. In desperation, he could only return to the cave and eat his inventory.

The next day, before dawn, the cold rain went out, and this time he changed the spot, which was a bush.

Having lived here for so long, Leng Yu still has some control over where Warcraft often appears, and this is one of them, and he has seen Warcraft here several times.

Time passed little by little, from morning to noon, there was not the slightest trace of the demonic beast, and from noon to evening, the cold rain still did not find any trace of the demonic beast.

Damn, the cold rain cursed, it's been two days, why haven't I seen a shadow yet, his inventory is basically gone, and only some of the internal organs he dislikes are left.

Just as Leng Yu wanted to go back, there was movement in the distance, and he keenly caught the sound of the demonic beast.

It was a small voice at first, but it soon grew louder. It seems to be a big guy, Leng Yu thought secretly, he quickly hid his figure, staring in the direction where the voice came from.

The sound was getting closer and closer, and the cold rain could clearly hear the "sizzle" sound. 、

It was a snake demonic beast, Leng Yu judged from his voice, and when he thought of the deliciousness of snake meat, his eyes lit up, and the corners of his mouth drooled.