Chapter Eighty-Five: She Cried

Ling Luan's heart for no reason swayed a strange feeling, but since she was six years old to enter the Emei Qingyin Pavilion cultivation in the seventy years, she has never had a feeling, she has always been like water, calm and waveless, although she was seventy-six years old, but she has never been touched by a man anywhere on her body, because she is practicing the master's 'Wu Wei Forgetfulness Dao', and she never knows what this strange and different feeling is, she only feels that even her cheeks and behind her ears are hot.

She was ashamed and angry, and scolded in her mouth: "Shameless." "I can't even hold a sword in both hands.

"Bang", the left side of the face has been slapped in the face, he didn't think that the other party actually abandoned the sword, slapped himself, the other party's sword actually made the god send it to his own hands, but he has lived for 16 years, and has never been slapped.

The anger in his heart rose dozens of feet high, and with a sword, he stabbed the sword in his hand towards Ling Luan's tender and white jade-like neck, but as soon as the tip of the sword pierced the opponent's skin, he stopped, and a crystal red blood bead rolled down Ling Luan's neck. I was going to stab this crazy woman to death with a sword, but I was at fault first, and there was no need to kill her.

He said coldly: "I was going to kill you with a sword, but now I let you go, and we are clear." ”

With a wave of his hand, he shot the sword in his hand straight towards the earth, "Boom!" The bursting sword light pierced the earth into a deep pit the size of one zhang, and the frost sword instantly pierced into the earth and disappeared.

Wuchou ripped off the green silk on his right ankle again, threw it into the air, blood spilled into the air, he didn't look at it, turned around and left.

As soon as he turned around, he heard the woman behind him scream, and he turned around again, and then he was carried by a huge force and rushed out.

Seeing a dazzling white light behind Ling Luan, he screamed and exclaimed, "Are you really crazy about this woman?"

This woman is about to blow herself up, and she is completely in the posture of ending up together.

didn't have time to think about it, a palm swung out, hit Ling Luan's abdomen, and the true yuan that was drumming in his body was exhausted, and his right hand "clicked", and was also broken by the force of the rebound.

With this palm, he scattered the true yuan that wanted to explode in Ling Luan's intestines, and the true yuan in Ling Luan's body rushed around, so he knocked her out first. The back of the head of Wu Wu "bumped", and hit a mountain rock, the mountain rock was torn apart, and the two people did not know when they boarded, and their bodies were stuck together, sliding down the mountain wall, and fainted at the foot of the mountain together.

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I don't know how long later, there was a cry in my ears, and I was very tired and irritated when I heard it, and then I woke up, and there was a huge pain in the back of my head, and I just wanted to touch it with my right hand, and my right arm was also in heart-rending pain, and I remembered that my right arm was also fractured by the crazy woman's true yuan.

When he turned his head, he saw the madwoman crawling a foot away from him, her clothes torn and weeping, dead and alive.

Looking at the clothes on her body, they were no better than her, and she thought that she had slipped through the mountain wall, but for some reason the woman woke up before herself, but she did not kill herself.

He said hatefully: "I didn't die again, why are you crying?" grabbed his right arm with his left hand, and with a hard "click", he reset his right arm, and the true yuan was running, although his right arm was still a little painful, but he was able to move.

Looking left and right, the sky was already a little dark, and there was no one else, thinking that the figure of the two was too fast, and as soon as the spectators left the city, there was no trace of the two.

Seeing that the woman was just crying and not speaking, her tears were like beads with broken threads, one after another, and thinking that this woman wanted to blow herself up a few hours ago, of course, whether she could kill him or not was another matter, I felt that this woman was too strong, if she wanted to kill herself when she had just woken up, where would she have the power to parry?

Looking at the trouser tube at the right ankle, although the blood stains have dried, but they are stuck to the pants, he pulled the trouser leg slightly, gasped, and the blood came out again, only to see a ring-shaped wound around his ankle, with his perverted self-healing power, he could not repair the wound, and the wound was already a little blackened.

"Poisonous!" Wu Chou was taken aback, he was familiar with herbs, but he didn't know what kind of poison it was, so he had to eat a few antidote pills indiscriminately, and use the true yuan to destroy the medicinal power, but it was useless at all.

Wu Wu said sharply: "You woman is so vicious, you actually poisoned the green silk!

Seeing that the woman didn't pay attention to it, and only cared about crying to herself, she said, "If you don't hand it over to me, you will find it yourself!"

I thought that the woman would resist, but she didn't move, and when she saw a purse hanging from her waist, she thought that the antidote pill was set in it, so she reached out and took it off.

It's just that he found all of them, except for clothes, there are some other pills, and there are no pills related to detoxification.

I wondered if this woman was holding the pill close to her, but the other party's clothes were torn, and several snow-white skin were faintly visible, and she thought that she had just missed a palm on her chest, so she chased herself from the city to the outside of the city, and touched her gloved hand when she grabbed the sword, and she was about to blow herself up.

was in a dilemma, only to hear Qingluan said: "My blue lotus silk is not poisonous, I don't know why you are poisoned, that lotus root can be used in our Qingyin Pavilion, if it is poisonous, we already know." ”

Wuchou didn't believe it, just looking at the woman's appearance, it didn't seem to be lying, could it be that his physique was special, and this kind of lotus root was poisonous when used on himself?

Fortunately, half a month ago, I got a seed seedling of mutant black aconite grass, but it has not yet grown, but at this time, I can't take care of it, so I ate it immediately, and the grass power is really strong, and in less than a moment, the poisoning place has faded, and the pain has been reduced a lot.

Now, Wu Wu also softened his heart, and said: "Girl, you and I don't have any blood feud, why do you have to put me to death?"

Ling Luan said: "What girl? The old woman is seventy-six years old this year, from the Qingyin Pavilion of Mount Emei, and the road name is Ling Luan, why do you say I have to put you to death?"

Embarrassed, surprised, silent, and the face of no sorrow was colorful, this one was really seventy-six years old?

"Auntie...... Uh, the front ...... Uh, Ling Zhenren, this ...... , that ......" Wuchou was suddenly speechless, and he didn't know what to say.

"Young people, everything is late, the old woman's 'Wu Wei Forgetfulness Dao' has been broken by the old woman herself, the first teacher once said, practicing the Wu Wei Forgetfulness Dao, there will be absolutely no sadness, joy and other emotions, just now the old woman herself has cried, and there will be two or three hours, when the true yuan in my body is exhausted, the old woman will really become a seventy or eighty-year-old woman in the mortal dust. ”

"I've been practicing the Tao for 70 years, and I can't imagine that crying is like this. Suddenly, he looked up to the sky and said sadly: "Master, I'm sorry, disciple Ling Luan has failed your hard work." ”

My heart was sour, and tears fell again.