Chapter 4: Illusion
Ren Changfeng grabbed Shen Yuehua and said, "Senior Sister Shen, you have already been injured, and it is not appropriate to use your true qi now, besides, your 'Frozen Ten Thousand Miles' can only temporarily seal his ninjutsu, but it cannot fundamentally defeat him." ”
Shen Yuehua thought for a moment, and then slowly withdrew the Clear Frost Sword into its scabbard.
"Senior Brother Han, get ready!" Ren Changfeng shouted.
"Look at me!" Han Yang's left hand first slid lightly across the Xuanbing Sword, then he held the sword with his right backhand and pointed straight to the sky with his left hand.
In an instant, dark clouds were thick and thunder rumbled.
"Thousands of miles of snow!" With Han Yang's loud roar, snowflakes with goose feathers raged the world, overwhelming the world, instantly dyeing the world white.
At this time, Ren Changfeng took out the magic weapon he won at the Tianshan Conference - the Five Elements Banner!
The original white flag has now turned yellow, and the front of the flag is still painted with a five-element pattern, but the earth attribute pattern has been moved to the center of the flag.
"It's still a little difficult for me to control two attributes at the same time with the Five Elements Banner, Senior Brother Han, this water attribute depends on you. "Ren Changfeng said.
"Wrap it up on me!" Han Yang said confidently.
With that, Han Yang's edgeworth gesture pointed in the direction of the ninja, and the snowflakes in the sky instantly surged towards the ninja's direction.
Ren Changfeng chanted incantations again and again, and the Five Elements Flag in his hand waved violently, and the lime in the open space in front of him gathered as if he had been summoned, and also flew in the direction of the ninja.
Fire, snow, and earth, three powerful forces of nature meet in mid-air.
The snowflakes melted into water droplets when caught in the fire, and then combined with lime to form cement, and the fire in the sky became smaller and smaller due to the wind and snow, but the cement that was gradually dried by the fire wrapped the ninja tightly around him, without revealing a single gap.
The cement accumulates more and more in mid-air, gradually forming a sphere.
The snowflakes have extinguished all the flames, and only the ninja is left in the small space surrounded by concrete, and with the backlog of cement on the outside, the space in the inner layer is getting smaller and smaller, as if the ninja is imprisoned in it.
"The Iron Tree Blossoms!" Countless tree trunks suddenly protruded from the cement balls, and the branches were covered with dense leaves, and the cement balls were full of cracks.
Ren Changfeng and Han Yang stepped up their offensive but to no avail, more branches grew, and the cement ball immediately fell apart.
"Juniors of the Tianshan Sect, let you see what I really can do!" The ninja appeared in mid-air, covered with branches, and his body seemed to be scorched by fire, and it was difficult to distinguish his face.
"Is this Dongying ninja a monster?" Yin Tianqiu's face showed an extremely surprised expression.
Although Chen Xiaomo and Shen Yuehua stayed behind, they were still a little surprised and scared in their hearts, and a bad premonition came to their hearts.
The branch falls off the ninja's body, and the ninja returns to its original form.
However, his left eyeball suddenly turned red and split into three, then into three commas, in a circle, swirling in the whites of the eye.
"Hitomi Technique, Killing in a Dream!" the ninja's pupils dilated instantly, terrifying.
"This is the illusion of the Toei ninja, everyone be careful!" Li Tianming shouted.
When Chen Xiaomo heard this, he just wanted to raise the red leaves for defense, but his body was unconscious, and his body seemed to float to a far, far away......
"Mother, look, I have memorized all your medical books, and they are word for word!" Chen Xiaomo said proudly to Wang Cuihua.
"Child, medical books are just theories, it doesn't matter if they are short of one or two words, the most important thing is practice!" Wang Cuihua said earnestly.
"Tomorrow I will go to a neighboring village to see a doctor, you can go with me, you can also experience the difference between theory and practice. ”
"Okay!" Chen Xiaomo agreed, but he was a little unconvinced, he has always been the first to study since he was a child, no matter how difficult the question is, but he will have an idea in a moment, but now he is not recognized by Wang Cuihua. So, he's going to use tomorrow's opportunity to prove himself.
The day passed quickly, and Chen Xiaomo and his mother Wang Cuihua were walking on the way back to the village.
"Mother, why do you conclude that the adult is suffering from the plague and the child is suffering from typhoid fever?" asked Chen Xiao in confusion.
Wang Cuihua stopped, patted the back of Chen Xiaomo's head, and said, "Doctor, save the life and help the wounded." The biggest difference between studying medicine and doing other things is that it focuses on practice, if you just read medical books, one symptom can be associated with several diseases, and practice will often give you the best answer. You have to remember that healing and saving people is no more than anything else, and sometimes, you only have one chance!"
"Sometimes, you only have one chance!" The words kept echoing in Chen Xiaomo's brain, stimulating every nerve in him, but his eyes were still closed, still hovering in the abyss of memory......
Before he could answer his mother, the night suddenly turned into day, and he walked to the village with his mother and Li Zhi, still holding Xiaoyu in his arms, everything was so harmonious.
Suddenly, a bloodied man rushed over, grabbed Chen Xiaomo's hand and said, "Xiaomo, run!"
Chen Xiaomo saw that this person was his father Zhang San, and saw that his whole body was as red as blood.
As soon as Chen Xiaomo wanted to say something, Zhang San fell to the ground, at this time, a group of robbers rushed up, Wang Cuihua pushed Chen Xiaomo away, and shouted: "Xiaomo, leave me alone, go quickly!"
As soon as Wang Cuihua finished speaking, a steel knife slashed at her, blood blurred Chen Xiaomo's eyes, and he stood quietly in place, watching his mother fall from his eyes.
"No!" Chen Xiaomo yelled.
A steel knife slashed at him following the sound, and Chen Xiaomo's two feet seemed to be welded in place, unable to move the slightest.
"Sometimes, you only have one chance!" the mother's words appeared in Chen Xiaomo's mind again, so clear and long......
"There's only one chance!" Chen Xiaomo glanced at the sky, and with all the strength in his hand, he shot the red leaf into the left eye of the knife wielder, and the steel knife stopped less than half an inch above Chen Xiaomo's head.
Then, everything in front of Chen Xiaomo, including Chen Xiaomo himself, slowly evaporated from this world.
"Brush!" Chen Xiaomo's body fell to the ground, he hurriedly stood up, and found that the senior brothers and sisters were all floating in mid-air, their eyes closed, and the painful expressions on their faces were unobstructed.
Maybe their past is also unsatisfactory, right?
At this time, Shen Yuehua's incessant whispering came from his ears......
"Mother, what's wrong with you, you've shed a lot of blood!" Shen Yuehua shouted bitterly.
"Yuehua, my mother can't do it, you go quickly! Remember, don't believe any man's words in the future, the better the man will lie to you, the more painful it will hurt you!" her mother said with her last breath.
Shen Yuehua's cry came, looking so sad and desolate.
Suddenly, a noisy male voice came: "Little Nizi, so you are here." Since you feel so sorry for her, then go to hell with her!"
After that, I only heard the sound of a "whoosh" knife. Maybe the next moment, Shen Yuehua will be killed in a dream!