Chapter 12: The Unexpected Second Life

The horizon is slightly white.

This is a river and waterway three or four miles wide.

The river is surging, and although the old turtle is a tortoise, it swims fast and steady.

Mu Yihua was slumped on the old turtle's back, and he had escaped all night. The clothes on his chest were torn, revealing two hideous blood holes on the left and right.

Through the continuous gushing of blood, you can see that only half of the heart is still beating weakly, and the lobes of the lungs are expanding and contracting with the breathing.

With such an injury, ordinary people would not have survived for a long time. The reason why Mu Huahua is still alive is because he has stepped into the realm of the five visceral gods for many years, and the five viscera and six viscera have undergone countless tempering, and the ancestral practice of the Mu family - the technique of transferring flowers and grafting wood.

Even, the two openings on the chest, under the turquoise vitality, a trace of fresh flesh and blood grew tenaciously again.

Even so, with excessive blood loss, the body's temperature is lost little by little. Mu Yihua knew that if he didn't stop to find a safe place to heal his wounds, he would still die.

It's just that the pursuers behind him are like wolves. He didn't have any strength at all, and he couldn't even sit up.

can continue to escape, all thanks to the old turtle under him.

That's it, it seems that after all, it is life and death...... Mu Yihua smiled bitterly.

Li Qingzhi's grace, let's repay it in the next life!

It's just that......

The day when the flowers bloom again.

When people die, is there a time to reunite?

Thinking like this, the eyes were dark, and the person had completely lost consciousness.

Underneath him, the old turtle felt that the breath on his back was almost gone, and he poked back with difficulty. The two turtles' eyes showed sadness, it hissed, recognized one direction, and continued to paddle its limbs vigorously against the water.

I don't know how long it took, but a dark shadow appeared in the distance on the river ahead.

The old turtle was overjoyed and paddled harder.

As the distance got closer and closer, it was a huge iron boat, three strange creatures that looked like dolphins and non-dolphins, like horses and not horses, pulling the iron boat and moving forward leisurely.

The old turtle hissed silently, as if he was shocked by the breath of the strange creature, and he looked hesitant behind the iron boat, and stopped moving.

……

"It's pathetic...... What a cruel means...... Even the chest is gone, how can I marry someone in the future! ”

In the fog, there seemed to be two people talking in his ear.

Li Qing opened his eyes slightly, only to feel severe pain all over his body. Especially on the chest, it seems that two lumps of flesh have been dug out, and the upper body can't lift any strength at all.

"It looks like you can't survive, what are you talking about marrying, throw it back to that old turtle!" A sassy and neat voice, a little cold.

As Li Qing woke up, his head moved slightly.

The wet strands of hair were scattered, revealing a clear, haggard face.

"Hmm!" A woman's soft exclamation.

Li Qing opened his eyes slightly, his eyes were blank and stunned. As his vision gradually cleared, he slowly saw the appearance of two figures above his head.

These are two women.

The person on the left, with a snow-white complexion, heavy eyebrows and moist lips, is dressed in a jade-colored scholar's robe, and his long hair is simply draped over his shoulders in a ponytail, and he is sassy and handsome.

It was just a moment when his eyes staggered, and Li Qing was deeply attracted by a pair of eyes as bright as stars.

What a sassy and handsome woman.

And...... It's huge.

The wide scholar's robe can't hide the huge size.

The person on the right, in contrast, is like a maid in a scholar's robe, her face is ruddy, beautiful and gentle, her long green skirt, and the appearance of a small jasper, but it is somewhat similar to the wooden flower women's clothes.

So, did he let the two young ladies save him?

What do they mean? Li Qing's consciousness was still a little vague.

"Ting'er, look at her, doesn't she look like a ......" The woman in the scholar's robe bowed down, looking at Li Qing, the heavy two lumps of the scholar's robe were a little overwhelmed, and she turned her head to look at her companions around her, as if she was comparing something.

The gentle woman nodded, with a look of surprise: "Well, it's like!" ”

"What's your name?" The scholar-robed woman asked, the cold royal sister's voice actually had some affinity.

"My name is Li Qing...... Green? Li Qing said with difficulty.

It's just that, as soon as he opened his mouth, he suddenly froze. He...... The ...... he sent Actually......

It's actually ...... Pure, female voice!!???

And why is this voice so familiar???

When he lowered his head again, he looked at the golden jade box tightly wrapped around his waist and abdomen with strips of cloth, and he was completely stunned.

The whole person seems to be petrified by the immortal law.

"Is it called Li Qingqing?"

On the iron boat, the second woman listened to his words, and her eyes flashed with a hint of truth, with a little disappointment.

The scholar-robed woman said softly: "Your injuries are too serious, you hurt your heart, lungs, qi and veins, your qi and blood are weak, and I am afraid that you will not be able to keep your cultivation." ”

Gentle woman: "If you can't keep it, you will be deficient in qi and blood in the future, and there is a risk of a short life." ”

"Lin Ting!" The scholar-robed woman reprimanded.

He turned to Li Qing and said, "If you believe me, you can follow me back to the Thousand Cloud Sect and seek a cure." In the future, you may be able to re-enter the door of cultivation! ”

Li Qing was in a daze, and his slender little hand grabbed a ball of air from under him......

His cow ...... Buff......

Suddenly, the scholar-robed woman turned around and looked at the distant sky.

A cyan streamer of light flew from the sky like lightning.

"Blood Feather Sect's Earth Immortal Magic Sword? There was such a big movement in the first battle last night, and he was still out and about? ”

The woman stroked the ponytail on her shoulders, and her heroic eyebrows wrinkled slightly.

The cyan flying sword flew through the sky, and suddenly, it flew straight down, dripping above the iron boat.

The green mangs rose, as if they were about to turn into a fierce sword light, killing all the vitality on the iron boat.

The scholar-robed woman bowed her head slightly, and said respectfully: "The disciple of the Qianyun Sect is light and has seen the Qingyu seniors. ”

The sword light was stunned, and the killing machine was stopped because of this sentence.

A cold thought came: "Hand over the Xuanwu box and kill this person." ”

This idea is cold and ruthless, not like a living person, and it seems to be even more unreasonable and logical.

Li Qing was agitated and sobered up a little. The vest oozed a little cold sweat.

The magic sword of the Blood Feather Sect was born with a spirit, and it was tirelessly pursued and killed. I don't know if it was his last sword last night, which completely angered the sword spirit, and at this moment he vowed to kill Mu Yihua.

And now, he is the body of Mu Yihua who turned around and snatched away.

really responded to that sentence: a drink and a peck, there is a fixed number.

"Senpai." Feng Qingyang smiled suddenly, neither humble nor arrogant: "This person is a long-lost sister, and the seniors will kill people as soon as they come, is it too domineering." ”

"Hand over the Xuanwu box and kill this person." The cold sword intent was repeated again, and it didn't seem to be reasonable at all.

"If it's not a big grudge, can you expose it? To a being like you, her life shouldn't matter...... After returning to the sect, the disciple decided to pay tribute to the Ming sect and came to apologize and resolve the matter. The wind and the sheep continued to reason.

At the same time, he grabbed the Xuanwu box in Li Qing's arms in the air. With a push, the delicate golden jade box floated in front of the cyan flying sword.

The magic sword was silent for a moment, leaving a cold snort, and the sword light rolled up, and it went straight through the air with the Xuanwu box.

Actually...... Just flew away?

Li Qing was surprised.

What is the identity of this scholarly robe? Is the Thousand Cloud Sect so awesome?

Also, the entire Qianyun Blessed Land is hundreds of millions of lands and living beings, all of which are in people's private land. The Blood Feather Sect is naturally fearful.

Or is it that the wind light sheep itself is special, so that the Earth Immortal Sword also has some scruples?

The wind is light on the sheep? It can't be the one hundred and eighth generation of disciples and grandchildren, right?

And also...... Why did she save me?

Li Qing's mind flowed, and suddenly the whites of his eyes rolled, and he had fainted.

"Sister Qingyang, why do you want to eat the Blood Feather Sect Sword for the sake of a person who has never lived in your life?" The gentle woman said.

"Ting'er, she really looks like Luo'er......" Feng Qingyang sighed softly.

"But...... You and I both know that sister, she has been dead for ten years......" Ting'er showed an unspeakable look, and there was jealousy and hatred in her eyes.