Looking at the right hand in front of him in surprise, Demon Zangfeng's head didn't turn for a while. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

This is my hand? When did I lift it so easily? And the scars on it?

Subconsciously raised his other hand, still relaxed as usual, smooth and flat.

Touching the bed board covered with hay under him, five fingerprints with blood stains clearly reminded himself that none of this was delusional.

Immortal Killing Decision flashed in his mind, and at the most critical moment of Divine Soul cultivation, Demon Zangfeng clearly saw a ray of clear light, which flew out of his body and merged into the Divine Soul, helping him complete the last handprint.

Thinking of the painting scroll again, "the three clear qi, and the need not to worry about your body", is this what it means?

With a heart ready to move, Demon Zangfeng effortlessly propped himself up and stepped out of bed.

The original pain, fatigue, drowsiness, all the symptoms are gone!

With the feeling of winning five million and confirming the number over and over again, Youzang Feng jumped dozens of times on the spot, and also did a set of radio gymnastics from elementary school.

The color of surprise gradually intensified, feeling the inexhaustible energy and expanding sense of strength in his body, and Youzangfeng even gave birth to the illusion of punching through the car door.

Looking around the small space, he took a light breath and threw a punch in front of him.

"Bang", only to hear the sound of the air breaking, the right hand of the demon hidden blade's punch was almost to the point of rubbing the air.

Secretly shocked in my heart, this punch is not much more than those so-called heavyweight boxing champions on TV!

Demon Zangfeng's smiling face rippled again, and there were such benefits in cultivating the Immortal Killing Duel.

He originally thought that what the painting scroll said, there is no need to worry about the body, it is a cultivation immortal killing that will never use the body, but he didn't expect that it not only helped him repair his body, but also strengthened it so much.

Thinking about the inhuman pain he has endured so far, Demon Zangfeng felt a burst of comfort in his heart, and it was finally a little rewarding.

That's right, Sword Vortex!

Since the body is all repaired, does that mean that the sword whirlpool is also possible...

Forcibly suppressing the churning thoughts, his heart was hot, and with a puffing heart, Demon Zangfeng subconsciously sensed the situation in the dantian.

The moment his consciousness sank into the dantian, Demon Zangfeng's eyes widened, and even his breathing was tightly closed.

I saw a sword whirlpool intact without the slightest crack in the dantian.

Ecstasy, an uncontrollable ecstasy, suddenly erupted from the body of Demon Hidden Front!

This ecstasy is more ferocious and fast than the recovery of the body, and compared to being able to cultivate the Immortal Killing Duel.

Although years of living alone have made Demon Zangfeng develop extraordinary self-control and the ability to calm down quickly, at this time, he can't control the ecstasy in his heart no matter what, and the sadness hidden in the ecstasy.

This feeling comes from the body, from the memory, and it is unforgettable.

When he was six years old, he had great expectations to test his talents, but his body was empty, not to mention the lowest first-grade sword vein, even the inferior sword vein, and he didn't have it.

Without a sword vein, it means that you can't cultivate, and you can only live as a humble mortal for the rest of your life.

At that moment, Lin Yuechan's self-smiling and comforting expression, as well as his adoptive mother's sudden cold attitude, were deeply imprinted in his heart.

It took seven whole years, and it took him seven years to finally use the low-level exercises disclosed by the Lin family to break the routine and successfully condense the sword vortex.

Although it was just a low-quality sword vortex, it was condensed after all, and as long as it was condensed, it could continue to cultivate.

Just when he excitedly told Lin Yuechan that he thought that he could finally raise his eyebrows and let Sister Yuechan live a good life again.

The nightmare came, and in the following year, all the vitality he absorbed through the sword vortex was not transformed into a sword element, and all disappeared into his body.

It was as if he had been given a door to his cultivation, only to find that there was no doorknob to open!

The sword vortex he had worked so hard to condense was like a joke.

However, "Demon Hidden Blade" did not give up, and despite the huge unwillingness, he firmly believed that he could create miracles again.

He vowed to let Sister Yuechan, who was also an orphan, live a good life, so that his adoptive mother would be impressed and be kind to them again.

However, this time, the heavens didn't even leave a desperate way for Demon Zangfeng, so he met Lin Xiao.

Under Lin Xiao's provocation, "I" couldn't hold back and signed a life-and-death fight on the spot, but the only hope that had been condensed for seven years was wasted, and he died of anger.

The churning memory of Demon Zangfeng gradually calmed down, and he sighed lightly, and a line of tears on his face hung on both sides at some point.

The memories in my mind are vivid, as if they were real experiences.

He inherited this body, inherited his memory, and also carried the heavy feelings in his memory.

Demon Zangfeng faintly felt that if he didn't solve this potential burden, he would encounter obstacles sooner or later when he cultivated the Immortal Killing Duel!

"Squeak", with a bang, the chai door was gently pushed open, and Lin Yuechan walked in gently with the freshly boiled liquid.

As soon as she entered the door, she suddenly found Youzangfeng standing beside the bed, and the tears that slipped down his bitter face.

"Xiao Feng", with a panicked look, Lin Yuechan's hand holding the bowl trembled, and the hot potion in the bowl suddenly spilled on her hand, and her fair skin turned red in an instant.

Resisting the urge to throw away the medicine bowl, Lin Yuechan hurriedly put the medicine bowl away and walked quickly to the side of the demon Zangfeng.

"It's okay, everything will pass, my sister will accompany you", holding the demon Zangfeng, Lin Yuechan comforted softly, but her eyes turned red.

Demon Zangfeng was stunned for a moment, and suddenly came back to his senses, feeling a little damp face, and he understood it in a blink of an eye.

"Sister Yuechan", turning around, a smile secretly appeared on the mouth of the demon Zangfeng, he looked like he had scored a full score, and he wanted to quietly surprise his family with a naughty child.

"What's wrong, is there something uncomfortable?" Lin Yuechan hurriedly asked.

"Look, I'm fine", raising his hand, the smile on Demon Zangfeng's face suddenly spread, he was looking forward to Lin Yuechan's next surprise look.

Lin Yuechan was slightly stunned, then stroked the hand of Demon Zangfeng in distress, and said, "Sister knows, you lie down and rest first, and I will serve you medicine." ”

Uh, I couldn't lift it up in one breath, Demon Zangfeng hurriedly raised his hand, shook it and said, "Look, I'm really fine." ”

"Xiao Feng, don't mess around", Lin Yuechan hurriedly grabbed Demon Zangfeng's hand, she was both happy that Xiao Feng still had spirit, but she was worried that he was enduring the pain and didn't want to worry about herself.

"Sister Yuechan, I'm really fine, I don't believe you", after speaking, Demon Zangfeng reluctantly broke free of Lin Yuechan's hand and started a vigorous exercise in the small firewood room.

At first, Lin Yuechan was anxious to stop Demon Zangfeng, but as time went by, she was stunned to find that Xiao Feng's body was really relaxed, and she was completely different from the seriously ill appearance before.

Gradually covering her lips, Lin Yuechan said with a look of surprise: "Xiao, Xiaofeng, you..."

"I don't know, when I woke up, I found that everything was fine", Demon Zangfeng smiled slightly, and the surprise in his expression came from the heart.

Reaching out in disbelief, Lin Yuechan touched Demon Zangfeng's body up and down, until her face was red and she was uncomfortable, she withdrew her hand in a trance, and even forgot the burning pain on the back of her hand.

"Xiao Feng, are you really okay?" Lin Yuechan trembled.

"Hmm"

"Xiao Feng, don't you really hurt?"

"Hmm"

"Xiao Feng, you really...."

Without waiting for her to ask repeatedly, Demon Zangfeng hugged Lin Yuechan.

"Sister Yuechan, it's okay, it's all right, even the sword vortex has recovered", standing on tiptoe, Demon Zangfeng leaned into Lin Yuechan's ear and said softly.

He didn't know why he hugged Lin Yuechan, but subconsciously, or couldn't help it, he hugged it.

Lin Yuechan stayed where she was, her eyes were red, but she couldn't cry tears.

Xiao Feng is fine, his body is fine, and the sword whirlpool is good, which sounds ridiculous and unrealistic, but she inexplicably believed it.

Although the demon hidden feng holding her only reached the tip of Lin Yuechan's nose, the strong heartbeat coming from his small body made Lin Yuechan feel a sense of steadfastness for the first time, a feeling of being cared for.

Holding the demon hidden feng with her backhand, Lin Yuechan didn't care about the fishy smell coming from him at all, she just wanted to hug it tightly, for fear that everything was just a dream, and when she woke up, there would be nothing.

The two hugged each other for a long time, and there was peace in the firewood room...