Chapter 399: Mei's Trail is gloomy

Other than that...... It's himself.

Thinking like this, he guided the recovered true qi to swim through the meridians in his body for a week. Feeling the clear water vapor left, he couldn't help frowning, and the figure of the sound appeared in his mind again.

What was his purpose in showing kindness twice?

Or...... Is he really a variable in the Nine Thorough Shadows?

Fu Yunge couldn't figure it out. There is indeed no other abnormality in his body, and it seems that he has no intention of taking the opportunity to attack him.

If he really has the heart to abandon evil and follow good, then it will be better.

Fu Yunge shook his head and smiled bitterly. That's right, he thought ahead. We cannot count on any factors of instability at this time, but we must consider the most realistic approach.

In my current condition, it will take a few days to recover. With the help of "Yun Ji Thirteen Shu", it may be a little faster, but with his current level, even if he recovers his heyday, I am afraid it will be difficult to intervene.

It was only now that he finally understood what Master meant before.

"Breaking the wall...... Self-explanatory? ”

Although the stele was lost, he could not forget the words on it. Thinking back to the fight on the boat last night, he couldn't help but have a good aftertaste.

Breaking the wall should be the most important advice from the master to his current entry.

What is a broken wall and how to break it. Fu Yunge thought deeply, thought about it before and after, and the color in his eyes gradually deepened.

The flames gradually decreased, but Fu Yunge just turned a blind eye.

At some point, the mountain wind blew the last embers into the distance. It got on Fu Yunge's hair, and then quickly extinguished.

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The next morning, when Tu Yu woke up, he found that Fu Yunge had already set up a temporary wooden shed in the nearby Shanyin. It is called a wooden hut because it is too simple to be called a wooden house, but it is barely habitable, at least sheltered from the wind and rain.

The wooden shed is very low and is only used when lying down to sleep. Outside, Fu Yunge cut a very thick fence, but it looked like it.

When it was up, Fu Yunge was still in full swing of construction. She walked up behind him in surprise and couldn't help asking, "Are we going to live here forever?" ”

Fu Yunge heard Tu Yu's footsteps, smiled and turned back, the corners of his forehead were full of sweat: "No, it's just that I've been 'succumbing' for the past few days, and when the opportunity comes, we'll leave." ”

Tu Yu was confused by his words: "...... Chance, what is it? ”

Fu Yunge smiled and spoke, turned his head and continued to work.

The ethereal sword was used by him as an axe and a large saw, but fortunately, the sword was sharp and could not be curled.

In addition, in order to help the recovery of internal strength, every time he slashed, he mobilized full true qi.

Although I was sweating profusely, I felt more and more energetic. The sea of qi gradually filled, and his limbs became more and more energetic.

"Well, I'll go sleep a little longer...... "Tu Yu stretched her waist sleepily and turned her head to walk towards the new little shed.

Fu Yunge looked back at her with a smile, but there was still a kind of pampering in his eyes at this moment, which he had never had before.

Maybe he didn't notice the change in his heart, but after a test of life and death, the distance between the two of them gradually changed subtly.

According to Fu Yunge's assumption, he had to force himself in the past few days and immediately comprehend the eleventh form of "The Thirteen Secrets of the Clouds".

Although it sounds difficult to ascend to the sky, Fu Yunge has made up his mind to do it no matter what.

Moreover, with the support of the front ten, perhaps the progress in the back will not be too difficult.

Looking at the sky covered with blood mist, he often imagined the original blue scene. If the scourge of the Nine Shadows is brought to an end, such a beautiful scenery will surely be recreated.

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At the same time, in the dense forest on the banks of the upper river, there is also a small wooden house.

After a day of treatment, the serious injury of Poinsettia Plum recovered half, but the symptoms did not disappear, and it still needed to be recuperated for a long time.

Yue Tianhan and Yue Shenchen and Kou Wufu take turns to recuperate, and poinsettia plums can also go from lying down to barely walking. In the decisive battle with an opponent at the level of Ghost Howling Changyuan, the residual strength should not be underestimated.

Looking at the light that could not be seen outside, Yue Tianhan couldn't help but sigh.

"You'd better be cautious...... Although I know that it is impossible for me to remain calm. He turned his head to boil the medicinal soup, and a pale cyan heat came out of the pot.

They temporarily live in an old Orion family that has lived alone for a long time. At this moment, Orion had already gone out, and there were only a few of them in the house.

Poinsettia plum lies at the head of the bed, her eyes are like a pool of quiet lake.

failed to slay the enemy, and learned the consequences of what he had sown. This has had a great impact on Poinsettia Mei's long-standing obsession. In addition to his physical wounds, his spirit was also like being imprisoned, flickering light and darkness.

"Hey, three feet and three inches, the eight-petal red plum sword is gone." Kou Wufu muttered unknowingly on the side, and was slanted by Moon Shenchen very unkindly.

Poinsettia Plum coughed lightly twice and looked out the window.

There is no doubt that Ghost Xiao Changyuan has left a hand on both of them. But his move to "shake the spirit" is undoubtedly a hint to them.

This time, he was just giving the two of them and the entire Nether Heaven a deterrent.

It's like saying that he is going to represent the elves of the past to recover the blood debt from the hypocritical humans one by one.

There is no one who does not feel a shiver at the thought of this.

"Next time, he shouldn't be left behind." Yue Tianhan thought about it and sighed.

Poinsettia nodded slowly, her face as if she had aged a few years. Tired from leaning against the head of the bed, he lay down on a pillow and stared at the dusty ceiling.

Suddenly, Yue Tianhan turned around and asked, "What do you say...... Three-foot, three-inch, eight-petal red plum sword, what is this? ”

Poinsettia tried to speak, but didn't seem to have much strength. Kouwufu rushed and said, "Ah, don't you know? That's a poinsettia plum's weapon. ”

However, when Yue Tianhan heard this answer, he immediately shook his head again and again, and said, "No, no." ”

He looked at the poinsettia plum on the bed, crossed his hands over each other, and leaned against the table: "Your cold iris plum trace is not what it looks like." ”

Poinsettia Plum smiled wryly. He glanced at Yue Shenchen and Kou Wufu, who were a little surprised, and said leisurely: "That sword, I have been self-styled in Luomei Villa for a long time. ”

Yue Tianhan's expression was slightly stunned, as if he was frozen. But he quickly returned to normal, turned his head and turned off the fire, drained the medicinal soup from the stone pot, and poured it into a bowl.

"Don't say more, you drink the medicine while it's hot first." He came with a medicine bowl, and the pale heat steamed a drop of water at the mouth of the bowl.

Poinsettia Mei drank the bitter medicinal soup and frowned again in thought.

The two of them were very bored in the house, especially Kou Wufu, who kept waving his empty fists in the narrow space. The sullen feeling was like being in a prison, with blood on the outside, so depressed that there was no hope in sight.