There have been many journeys away from the cliff, and he can still faintly hear the noise of them, how these individuals will finally investigate and deal with the quarrel between Wang Dapang and Zhang Changgui, Han Mulin is impossible to care about.

As soon as he speculated that Jin Dongbao was standing in place, stunned and stopped, he couldn't help but laugh wildly. Each other felt that their mood had become so relaxed, and there was no longer such a melancholy feeling as in the canyon.

He walked out of the pine forest and to a more remote place, and after Ren Laidi had walked for a while, a fine stream came out of the present in front of him.

Han Mulin raised his head to look at the hot dripping sun in the sky, and then compromised and glanced at the slowly flowing pure water in the stream, and felt that it was a good idea to scrub in the stream once.

When he leaned down and had just implanted his two hands into the cool dripping water, a sorrowful wail came from the small river.

Han Mulin was very surprised, there would be people in such a remote place.

He followed the wailing sound, and looked for the past in the dripping height of the river, and a person wearing the clothes of an inner door protégé dripping was facing the ground, lying on the side of the creek and constantly twitching his body, and his hands and feet were also absent from dripping.

Han Mulin could see at a glance that this apprentice was suffering from an acute illness, and if he didn't help, he was afraid that he would be worried about his life.

He rushed forward with an arrow, took out a sandalwood box from his arms, untied it, and stuffed it into a series of flashing dripping needles, and pierced the acupuncture points behind the person.

He immediately pierced the back dripping acupoint, turned the body of the male concubine over, and prepared to pierce the chest dripping acupoint again.

As soon as he turned around, this person's face was exposed, Han Mulin gasped, this person whose life was in danger understood that it was "Senior Brother Li" who had just shown his might on the cliff.

Han Mulin was stunned for a moment, and then carefully inspected the face that he had seen not long ago.

At this time, Senior Brother Li had no other suitable talent to defeat the other party, brave and invincible, handsome shape, a face that was originally ruthless and dripping into a ball due to sorrow, and the mouth was constantly draining white foam, which was very obvious This Senior Brother Li had already experienced pain and was unconscious.

Han Mulin regained his composure, groaned slightly, and suddenly pricked his body with a drop of needles in his hand, and pricked dozens of stitches continuously, and when the final stitch was finished, Han Mulin wiped the sweat excreted from his forehead, and grew continuously, this kind of silver needle rescue method is also a kind of small load for him.

When Senior Brother Li was covered with white light and fine needles, he finally woke up and restored his sanity.

"Er is ......" he tried hard to say something, but his strength was not enough, and he couldn't spit out a few words on the back.

"I am a god hand Gu Di people, Er Mo is going to say it again, first good to restore the physical fitness, I have to save Er this time, Er this disease is very amazing, it is estimated that Doctor Mo can save Er, unfortunately it is that he is no longer on the mountain today." Han Mulin cut Senior Brother Li's pulse and frowned.

"Medicine...... In the ......, Senior Brother Li got up with a pale face, his lips trembled a few times, and he wanted to raise his arm and say something, but there was no victory.

"Do you have a cure on your body?" Han Mulin hurriedly understood Bidi's thoughts, and asked rhetorically.

"En-" Senior Brother Li saw that he understood his thoughts, and then his expression relaxed, and he nodded with difficulty.

Han Mulin was not polite, he searched and got up on his body, and found a lot of debris, among which a small white jade bottle was picked out by him, this bottle is so precious, and the sealed drops are so good, it must be the one he wants to find a drop of goods.

He lifted the bottle and came back to look at Senior Brother Li's expression, publicly, he was full of joy today, and the fight was dripping in the blink of his eyelids.

Han Mulin opened the cap of the bottle, and unexpectedly, there was no aroma wafting out, but a thick fishy smell came from the bottle.

As soon as Han Mulin smelled this breath, his face suddenly became very ugly, and he poured out a pink red pill from the inside, this pill powder was so pleasing to the eye, but it smelled like this, it was really unbelievable.

"Is it this pill?" Han Mulindi's face was restored to tranquility.

Senior Brother Li was so anxious that he couldn't speak at this time, so he had to blink his eyelids

"Pumping pills, made of orchids, scorpion tail flowers, and century blue ant eggs,...... Twenty-three rare drops of things are refined, the surface is pink and red after the medicine is completed, and there is a strange fishy smell, and after oral administration, it can greatly exceed the potential of the body. ”

Han Mulin looked at Senior Brother Li coldly, and put forward the above words word by word, with a tone that was undoubtedly dripping.

As soon as Senior Brother Li heard what Han Mulin said, his face quickly became hollow, and there was no redness, revealing a busy expression.

"Once this medicine is consumed, it must be taken orally again every other year, and it must be forbidden to suffer from cramps and marrow sucking. If you don't eat it, you will recover all over the body, and at worst you will lose your life, and even if you take medicine regularly every time, you will be in

"Don't report me again, this pill in my hand is definitely not a marrow extraction pill." Han Mulin calmed down between his words.

When Senior Brother Li heard this, his face had already shown a look of disappointment that had been revealed, but his eyes also revealed a kind of unthinkable and very surprised feeling.

"Are you surprised, this kind of pill is very rare, how can I recognize it?" Han Mulin saw that his heart was dripping, and the conversation changed and mentioned Ziwu.

"It's very simple, I've taken one of these pills too."

Han Mulin's words were shocking, and he said that Senior Brother Di Li was completely surprised, but then showed an expression of disbelief.

"I took this medicine very differently, I took a pill orally, and divided it into ten parts, divided it into ten times to take it orally, and each time I took it as a drop for another medicine, so that there was no risk of flesh-body drops. Because the image of this pill is too different from the taste of its drops, I think I feel this droplet very deeply, and I have always felt that in addition to the pill that I took orally, there should be no one in the world who really drops this kind of secret medicine, and I can't imagine that there is only one person in this door. ”

After saying these words, Han Mulin looked at Senior Brother Li with a look that seemed to be convincing and pathetic.

Senior Brother Li was not happy to look at Han Mulin Di's eyes, and closed his eyes slightly, but his chest fluctuated, indicating that his current mentality was very disordered.

"You have been taking this medicine orally for several years, if you don't take this pill now, I can ask Dr. Mo to help you take another secret medicine, although you haven't opened a few drops of Yang Shou, but let Er live for more than twenty or thirty years can still be dropped, nothing more than Erdi martial arts will not stop, if you continue to take this pill orally, from the scene of Er's dripping today, you can live for five or six years at most, although in these years, the martial arts will advance faster and faster, and the progress of Bill's current dripping sperm will be much faster. Since you have dared to take this kind of secret medicine, it is estimated that you are also a firm and resolute person, and you will take the idea of dropping your body by yourself, will you eat or abandon this pill? ”

Senior Brother Li's eyelids were trembling slightly, and he could see that he was fighting very violently in his heart today.

After a short while, he closed his eyes and spread out, staring at the dripping pill in Han Mulin's hand, with a warm look in his eyes.

Han Mulin didn't say anything more, stuffed the pill into his mouth, looked at him and swallowed it with foam, and then slightly pulled out the dripping needles on his body one by one.

When all the drops were removed, the pill drops started to get up, Senior Brother Li's pale face rose a few wisps of uncommon redness, and all his cheeks slowly turned blood-red, and at this moment, his body twitched again, his hands and feet trembled at first, and there was a low drop of wails from his mouth.

It can be seen that he didn't want to show his ugliness in front of Han Mulin, so he just lowered his voice, but this kind of inhuman pain still made him roar.

Senior Brother Li's screaming became louder and louder, his body trembled and his body doubled his life, and after a long time, his scream gradually decreased at first, until the roar disappeared completely.

At first, his complexion had regained his general appearance, and his body had ceased to twitch, and it seemed that he had survived the most difficult period.

Senior Brother Li slowly straightened his body, crossed his feet and knees, closed his eyes for the second time, and meditated and pranayama in place to get up, while Han Mulin found a clean dripping mountain stone, and Ren Laidi sat on the side, looking at his luck rules

Han Mulin said a few words in a row.

Dr. Kemo ignored it, reached out and searched the iron cylinder out of his sleeve, held it in his hand, and then looked at it with a kind of sneering and contemptuous eyes.

Seeing this kind of scene, Han Mulin's heart suddenly sank to the deepest level, and his original intention of moving the opponent with words was completely broken.

The opponent looks like it, and it is impossible to give himself a penny to take advantage of.

Han Mulin gradually closed his small mouth, his face became calm, and he looked back at the pen doctor with a look without the slightest pride.

At that time, all the dripping objects in the house seemed to be silent for a moment, and became as quiet as a drop before a violent setback.

"Good! Good! Good! Doctor Mo's three "good" words suddenly opened his mouth.

"It's really a drop in the middle of my Mo Juren's appearance, and now I can still be fearless, stable in danger, and live up to my big drop of capital in your body." He praised Han Mulin for a while.

"How are you going to punish me?" Han Mulin didn't answer Dr. Mo's words, but asked to get up.

"Huh! What to do? Doctor Mo was noncommittal, and asked Han Mulin once.

"What to do? It depends on how your own family is embodied. ”

"What do you think?" Han Mulin frowned, and vaguely guessed the opponent's plan.

"I don't want to say, with Erdi's intelligence, I should be able to know a little better, right?"

"I only guessed a small part, but I still didn't appreciate the whole thing, the ins and outs." Han Mulin denied it outright, and agreed very frankly.

"It's great, just do it. If you can't ask me directly, don't keep it in your belly. Doctor Mo smiled gloomily, and the black gas on his face seemed to be several layers thicker, and his face was doubly vicious.

"I know that Del has always been wary of me, and he didn't really treat me as a master. It's just that this is okay, and I didn't really introduce you as a disciple to see it. Dr. Mo snorted softly.

"How old do you think I am?" His cheeks dripped, he jumped a few times, and stiffly asked a question that didn't match.

"Judging from the appearance, he is more than sixty years old, but he has already asked like this, and the age of Erdi is determined to be inconsistent with the appearance, is it heavier or more than ageless?" Han Mulin was a little surprised in his heart, but his tone did not change, and he opened his mouth with a flat drop.

"Tsk! It's really not a loss that he has practiced "Changchun Gong", a little kid from the countryside, and turned into a smart and intelligent person! Dr. Mo's mouth was full of surprise, and he started to look at him with enthusiasm.

"You're right, I'm only thirty-seven years old." One made Han Mulin unable to believe that Di Digital came out of Dr. Mo's mouth.

"Won't?" Constantly maintaining a firm drop Han Mulin, he got up in surprise for the first time.

"Nope! Drops really won't! When I meet my people, don't say that I will think that I am 60 years old, even if I am 70 years old, I am afraid that no one will doubt it. Doctor Mo's voice suddenly became high and sharp, and when he got up, he heard that in Han Mulin's ear chakra, it was so ugly, that it was unbearable, as if he had touched the most powerful drop in his soul.

"Wu Mo Juren, in the past, he was also famous in the rivers and lakes of Lanzhou, Yue Kingdom, and he created a lot of fame, and he knocked out a piece of his own drop Liuhe unarmed, hehe! At that time, in Lanzhou, who didn't know the name of my "ghost hand", whether it was right or wrong, those who followed me were born, and those who were against me. Dr. Mo reverted to his original tone, and in a low tone, he gradually narrated the legend of his own drops. He followed his own appearance, and his eyes shot and cut the sword's usual sharp expression, as if he had returned to the spirit of the past, and the power was monopolized by the time.

Listening to Dr. Mo's words, Han Mulin was secretly surprised, and he didn't admit that he thought that there was another big drop in the name of Ziwu.

"Unfortunately, the good times didn't last long. When I just entered middle age, I was about to go deep into the moment of showing my strengths, and I was set up by Xiaodi, and I was beaten by my confidant. For fear of assassination by the opponent, he could only abandon the original foundation and his family members to withdraw his troops, and look for a good solution in other places in the country, hoping to have a way to restore peace and strength. When he recounted the encounter with the drop from my back, the person had completely joined the discussion of the former dust drops, and the two hands parted and clenched their fists vigorously, and the fingers in his hands were deeply implanted in the palms of his hands, and the blood flowed, but he seemed to be completely unknown to this, and only showed a fierce look on his face, which made people shudder, and it seemed that he hated the people who were suddenly despicable to him.

Hearing the hatred in his words, Han Mulin couldn't help but be covered with hair, and there was a chill in his heart.

"The Lord has eyes, after all, in a secret drop place, let me accidentally get a strange book, this article is strange and profound, I spent a lot of effort to understand one or two, and found a shortcut to the power of the regulation from above, I do it according to the above law, the effect is ......" Doctor Mo calmed down, and did not continue immediately, but the expression of the angry drop was clear, and there was another little regret drop thought mixed in it.

"It's the ghost you're in today's shape." Han Mulin coldly said what he wanted to say but didn't finish, and said it for him.

"Yes, there is no speculation that after doing it according to the method of dripping in this article, my drip skill is restored, but people get up in a hurry, and change into the current picture of looking at autumn first, half human and half ghost." Doctor Mo nodded gloomily, and there was no fire caused by Han Mulin's slander.

"Now you must have found a trigger."

"I am because of the wrong way to do it, by the evil spirit of the violation, now I live a day ten times more than ordinary people live ten days of hard work, all the time in a massive overspending of life, thanks to my mastery of maintenance, and according to the book to prepare a class of secret medicine, in recent years to alleviate the deterioration, support to this day."

"What does the mantra I have practiced have to do with resolving Erdi's hard work?" Han Mulin** naked drops went straight to the focus of the topic.

"I have not been like this for a few years, and I have studied the way to break it from the book, which is to cultivate the drop of "Changchun Gong", and only one person needs to practice it

"Why do you have to find me, Ren Lai must find a private person to cultivate?" Han Mulin pondered for a while, and asked a rhetorical question that had been buried in his heart for a long time.

Do you think this "Changchun Gong" can be learned by a dog or a cat? This mantra not only asks young people to start cultivating again, but also asks cultivators to have a "spiritual root" physique, although I don't know what a "spiritual root" is, but I have already found hundreds of young children before, and they are not able to practice Changchun Gong. Dr. Mo looked annoyed.

"Is there such a thing?" Han Mulin was a little stunned, and he didn't admit that he would still be so cheating on this decisive cultivation drop.

"In the remaining days and months, I felt that I would no longer be able to find a person to cultivate the mantra, so I was content with the status quo and pretended to be an underworld doctor, and at first wandered everywhere. I didn't think about it, and occasionally met with the master of the Seven Taoist Sect who was assassinated, and in the environment of sympathy, he reached out to save his life, and then under the invitation of Pidi, he became a disciple in the door, and prepared to hide and spend the last drop of his house on the mountain. Hey! Wonders or birth, at the beginning of the cowardice itself body medical skills and martial arts swept away, so they recruited them into the valley, indeed wanted to accept the two people as apprentices, but I didn't know what happened at the beginning, but I let them try out Changchun Gong by mistake, maybe they still have a fluke mood. Originally, even if the cultivation did not complete this mantra, they would also accept them and pass on what they had learned all over their bodies. But I can't imagine that you actually have a response to this work. Ha ha! It's really the road to the sky! ”

Dr. Mo uncovered all these answers in a row, and his face was covered with a sickly flush, and he seemed quite comfortable with his own drops.

"I haven't done it yet

"This is to blame for Erziwu, I spent so many drops of martial arts and blood and sweat on Er's body, but Keer was not allowed to let me fight against me, and always played tricks with me. Now it's the final step, but I'm not willing to go further, I can wait two more years, but this time when I went out of the mountain, I was recognized by an opponent, after a hard fight, although I killed the opponent, but it also took a few drops of my heart's work, Yangshou also greatly shrunk, even if I tried my best to make my own family live for another year, why wait for me? Doctor Mo's complacent look dissipated without a trace, and he was replaced with a fierce light, and finally roared at Han Mulin to get up.

After listening to this, Han Mulin's expression was as usual, and there was no trace of being touched on his face.

But the heart is surging, and there is no skin at all, looking at it like this, there are a number in the chest, and the waves are not shocked.

Although he had expected that Dr. Mo had deep intentions for himself, he never thought that there would be a huge drop of internal information, and the opponent's origin, experience, and cultivation were all out of the scope of his association.

Han Mulin was flustered, a little suspicious, a little repentant, and another confused. Although he has been delayed until now, or can't think of a way to get out, he is a little panicked.

He is still very young, and he can't compare with the beauty of Dr. Mo's old martial arts. Forced to calm his expression and dripping his wrist, he was still seen by Dr. Mo as a loophole. Wisps of fine sweat broke out on the top of his forehead, piercing the paper mountain king.

Doctor Mo didn't let go of Han Mulin's face and let it change, and he was very agreeable to the great pressure on himself, he had always thought that only in the environment of lost mind could he make his opponent reveal the truth.

"Do you think I'm deliberately lazy and delaying my practice?" Han Mulin was stunned by this unspeakable stick.

"Of course, two years of kung fu can't be practiced

"It seems that no matter how I annotate, Mo Lao can't believe it." Han Mulin smiled bitterly secretly, he couldn't imagine that it was the one who caused the situation in front of him to conceal the progress of the drop. He did lift the stone and smashed his feet, unknowingly leading to Dr. Mo's dripping explosion in advance, and uncovering all the answers, whether it was right or wrong.

"I don't need to say anything more, and I don't want to know whether Er's past life deeds are true or false. It's so beautiful, today I only ask you one word: give you another year of hard work, and you can practice Changchun Gong to the end

Han Mulin was very awake, knowing that the solution to this question was not only related to the opponent's death a year later, but also whether he could survive at this time.

"You should know very well in your heart that I will not give you a mystery to the other. Come, let's solve my acupoint first. Han Mulin relaxed for a while, and his tone became soft.

Hearing what he said, Dr. Mo got up calmly, with a little appreciation in his eyes, but he didn't step forward to relieve Han Mulin's acupoints, but cautiously took out a quadrangular and carved style elegant sandalwood box from his arms.

"Just by saying, I am not determined, I have to come to sell dog meat on the head of a sheep, and I am not willing to cultivate, what is the difference between that and the past. For the sake of Erwudi's life, it is still necessary to add a layer of insurance. He opened his mouth.

Cautious Drip opened the lid of the box, and a silver drop pill quietly lay in the middle of the box drop.

Doctor Mo stretched out his hand and poked at Han Mulin's body, loosened the acupoint, and handed the box to Bi Di without waiting for him to turn.

"You are a good person, you don't need me to talk more, you know what to do." Dr. Mo's eyes narrowed, a little unpleasant.

Han Mulin flowed slightly, and his limbs were a little paralyzed, and without saying a word, he reached out and took the sandalwood box, and used two fingers to take out the dropping pills in the box slightly.

Another whispering voice came vaguely, much clearer than Shi Cai, and the two of them should be closer to Han Mulin at this moment.

Han Mulin didn't have the courage to speak up, knowing that if he was discovered, he would only be dead, and these two people concluded that it was the wolf gang that came to drip agents, and it was impossible for the third person to survive and know that they were mysterious.

“…… Plot...... Want...... Not...... Hurry up ......"

Gradually, the two people talked about the sound of the drop, got up lower, looked at the shape and talked about the focus of the work.

After a while, his voice widened a little, but he couldn't hear it anymore if he continued, but the news passed by his ears, and they had passed through the mountain road in front of Han Mulin's eyes, and their posture gradually walked away.

For a moment, Han Mulin was still lying behind the tree and did not dare to move, until he used Changchun Gong to determine that there were indeed no drops in dozens of zhang

This time, he can be regarded as picking up a human life, thanks to the fact that two agents showed up in advance, otherwise he would have to meet these two people. Judging from the status of the opponent, Ziwu concluded that it was the result of being wiped out, and what was even more pitiful was that in terms of his own drip skills, he would not survive even if he escaped bit by bit.

Han Mulin didn't move in place, rubbing his chin slightly with his fingers, staring at the two people dissipating and deflecting, his expression was slightly thoughtful.

Judging from the incomplete essence of their conversations, it seems that the opponent has recently adopted some actions against the Seven Daoist Bad Spirits, and this behavior has a lot to do with a certain list.

Even more unexpected to Han Mulin, even if he didn't see the detailed posture and appearance of these two people, one of them was recognized by him.

Although he had only had one or two interactions, he relied on the usual image of a different person from an ordinary person, and he still put the conversation in the middle of the conversation or the person, and the insignificant person in the big house on the mountain, and got in touch.

This person who sold rabbits to him, in his feelings, he loves to take advantage of small advantages, has a mustache, and looks like a profiteer, he will be an agent of the wolf gang, which really makes Han Mulin's nerve endings very tempered.

I didn't turn my head and think about it for a while, it wasn't too unexpected, only with such a status, the talent often went back and forth to the mountain, and it was impossible to provoke the attention of others when reporting the movement.

The other agent dripped his voice, Han Mulin felt very unfamiliar, he should have never seen this person, it was nothing more than judging from the voice, the age was compared to Qing, about twenty years old.

It's a pity that Han Mulin didn't dare to take a sneak peek for the sake of insurance, I'm afraid that these two people have pure skills and can feel their own eyes peeping, so they feel that others are close, and it will be worth the loss.

After this incident, the road will be extremely quiet in the future.

Han Mulin finally returned to his residence after a long time of dinner.

As usual, Dr. Mo returned to Han Mulin's mystery, and he didn't even have any interest in taking a look, except for sending some good medicines to reconcile and cure the drops every day, all his actions towards Han Mulindi were purely natural.

If Han Mulin hadn't seen the drops of good medicine sent by Dr. Mo in person, they were all made by collecting drops of precious medicinal materials when he went out of the mountain before, and he felt that his opponent had abandoned his hope for him, and there was another vicious tamarin plot to prepare.

Today, Drip Han Mulin has completely looked down on the precious medicine that Dr. Mo has sent, but in order to avoid making the opponent suspicious, he will still hold his nose and eat it.

He is not afraid to send a drop of mixed harm, and the opponent has harmed him now, and he will only harm his own family at this time.

Halfway through meeting the Dilan Wolf Gang agent, Han Mulin remembered Zhou Xuandi's good move on the way back.

Although he Ziwu does not have too deep pride in the Seven Daoist Sects, he is also a half-inner protégé, and he is sorry for the risk of the Seven Daoist Sects under his eyelids, and he doesn't care at all.

Besides, he has long been looking for the most beautiful person to deal with this matter for his own family - Li Feiyu, Brother Li.

According to Han Mulin's observation, probably because he took the "marrow extraction pill" drops, Li Feiyu's idea of fame is much heavier than that of ordinary people, and he has a lot of selfish desires.

Han Mulin once expected that the opponent might want to make Ziwu more and more crazy and more beautiful in the last drop of kung fu.

Now, he will personally send such a great achievement to the door, which will definitely make him happy, which can be regarded as returning his great affection for taking the sword spectrum.

As soon as he thought of the "Blink Sword Spectrum", Han Mulin's chest was full of excitement.

Regarding the "Blink Sword Spectrum", he did not lie to his close friends, this sword spectrum is indeed not suitable for opponents to study, but Han Mulin did not disclose about the drop of many branches and leaves.

For him, it is a law that no one is able to keep a little bit of the ground at present.

Even if the opponent seems to be close to him, he will never make an exception.

It's nothing more than that the items recorded on these secret notes are not different from ordinary drops of martial arts.

In Han Mulin's view, it is better to say that it is swordsmanship, rather than to call it swordsmanship, it is purely a kind of secret technique that summarizes various elements such as time, place, people, etc., and it is a very rare drop, and the sword is a pure killing technique.

In these books, he depicts the various techniques of applying his own secret sword skills to kill the enemy with a single sword in the case of divergence, in the moment of the very different.

It teaches people to learn this sword technique, drawing on the situation in which they are located, and the starting point of all kinds of light and shadow is very different, constituting a visual error for the opponent, catching the enemy's shortcomings in an instant, seeing through the opponent's feet, and killing the opponent in the blink of an eye.

This is a kind of very hands-on drop secret technique, without a little talent, it is not possible to comprehend this sword drop.

In order to practice this secret skill, you have to be a superhuman with five senses, and there are many people in the distance in terms of eyesight and hearing, so that you can hope to succeed in practice.

If only the above-mentioned drops are pulled down, there will always be a little apprentice who will choose to cultivate it because of their greed for its drip ability.

But it's too much, it has another more and more mean drop premise, asking to cultivate this secret technique drop people, not opening the pure drop of internal force in the body, otherwise it will be very troublesome to cultivate because of the collision with the luck force technique.

Even if you are lucky enough to pass the test, in actual combat, because the true qi is too lush in the body, the sword moves will be unconsciously out of shape, leaving a lot of horses and feet for the opponent, thus causing a big disaster.

Such a premise is fundamentally to reject the vain attempts of most people to cultivate, and you must know that there is a contemptuous proverb in society that "if you don't practice boxing, you will end up empty".

For them, not cultivating internal strength is a taboo, and for this unremarkable dripping swordsmanship, and spitting out their own true qi cultivation, it is worthy of becoming a laughing stock among the people.

If it arrives, there will be only a few drops left, and there will be plans for the continuation of cultivation.

But these individuals, even if they are innate, there is no problem from the perspective of true qi, so there is another problem stuck in that place, which completely revokes their motivation to continue to drip.

That is the premise of this kind of sword skill, which is too huge and complicated, and too complicated to use the premise.

Looking at the packaging, there are a lot of thick drops of secrets, ordinary people can be discouraged.

Fundamentally, each sword book has a sword style, and each sword move will be disassembled into hundreds of drops of split sword style, and each split will also emphasize the use of various different techniques in the current situation of divergent drops and different drops.

If there is a large number of sword skills, not to mention cultivation, even if you look at it, it will make people have a headache, not to mention that you need to memorize it all, and then go through the training by yourself.

The premise of the above-mentioned deformed drop study, the unknown hindered a few apprentices who deliberately learned this sword technique, so that they secretly cursed in their hearts for creating this stunt drop elder.

Following the kung fu dripping, the seven Taoist sects slowly dripped, and they were disappointed in this swordsmanship, thinking that no one would practice this martial art, this set of martial arts was roughly made up by the elder before he died, otherwise how could there be such an outrageous drop of cultivation premise? This is clearly making it difficult to know what is going on in it, so these secrets are ignored and no one cares about them anymore.

These complaining people actually didn't know that the elder who established this sword technique was originally a drop of profound skills, and when he was in his Ding Zhuang, he was desperately killed by his opponent by chance, and he could no longer study the true qi of the inner family.

Fearing that his position would plummet in the middle of the door, the elder did not disclose it to others, but did a certain amount of work from then on

In his own dripping house, Han Mulin lit the oil lamp, crouched in front of the wooden table, and continued to look at the book of secrets under the dim dripping lamp.

He didn't want to go to the real drop to copy the secrets, but prepared to rely on his own dripping memories, and engrave them all in his mind, so that when he arrives, he is not afraid of losing it, and he doesn't need to be depressed and sinister about the news.

You must know that he is still very vigilant against Doctor Mo, and it is impossible to be stupid enough to think that the opponent will not take care of himself. If there were so many drops of secret tips in the house, wouldn't all of them be exposed, so that Dr. Mo had a precaution against himself.

Orange-love dripping lamp flame, "poof" dripping sound, bursting out a small drop of lamp flowers, reminding Han Mulin, the passing year has been a long time, should have rested earlier.

But Han Mulin didn't care about this at all, and his whole body sank into the secret trick of dripping the world, and the strange skills in the book completely seduced all the minds of Pidi.

Then the lights cracked one after another, and the dripping figures were reflected on the wall, and they also kept swinging, uncertain. And Han Mulin has always sat there, not moving, this one is moving, and the shape is like a demonic drop, but it gives others a very strange feeling of harmony

Kung fu drips in a quarter of an hour, a quarter of an hour drips in the past, and the drop projection behind Han Mulin also transitions from clear to blurred, and from vague and slow to space, and the outside world has become bright.

Han Mulin read all the night unconsciously.

"Bang" dripping sound, and finally a big drop of lamp burst open, and the oil lamp was extinguished with Zhou Yan, and Han Mulin was finally woken up from the book.

He raised his head to look at the oil lamp, and then looked at the dripping light outside the door, and smiled bitterly in his mind.

I don't think that one day, I will be obsessed with scientific research and murder techniques. It's very different from the real drop before.

Han Mulin sighed for a long time before he stood up, twisted his neck, and moved his limbs, making a "pop" sound all over his body. After that, as soon as he turned around, he walked outside the house, took a basin of cold water from the deep well near the left, washed his face, rejuvenated his soul, and then applied Changchun Gong to make it circulate in the body once, and all the drowsiness dissipated overnight without a trace.

After studying and researching all night, Han Mulin has learned that if he wants to completely integrate and comprehend this set of martial arts, there is no one who has practiced hard for ten or eight years, and he will not think about it. Even if the confusion itself is superhuman in this angle, it will take two or three years to drop martial arts, and the talent will be slightly successful.

But time waits for no one!

Han Mulin didn't have such a long drop of time to be able to wait for a long time, at most four or five months, Doctor Mo would be able to have a complete showdown with him, and he had to have the self-defense skills of Ne Drip before he was here.

Thinking that he is the ultimate project, only a few of these simple and easy to cultivate, you can use the secret technique immediately, don't put it on the wall first, and wait for your own real drop to get out of the tiger's mouth this time, and then it's not too late to study.

As soon as this arrived, it greatly shrank the cultivation drip year, so that he could learn several easy to learn drip secret techniques as soon as possible.

Di Qu Han Mulin is also very clear in his heart, even if he practices all these secret skills, he may not be the opponent Di Di.

If Dr. Mo didn't lie before the time, with the identity of the opponent's previous overlord drop, I don't know how many ruthless wrists were ruthless, and nothing was revealed in the previous friction, and the opponent showed the drip skills, for fear that it was only half of his true strength.

Even if it was as promised, when Han Mulin thought of that ghostly drop technique, his heart was still cold, and he was extremely suspicious of Doctor Mo.

He knew in his heart, and he knew that he had learned to drop goods in just a few drops, and he was very small about Dr. Mo's ability to cultivate Di Qi, and he almost made a mistake, but he had nothing to do, and let others do stupid things, and Han Mulin would never be able to do it.

Han Mulin knew that if he started with the opponent again, he would only have the opportunity to win, and it was the opponent who looked down on him. It is only under the carelessness of the opponent that he ignores himself, and then takes advantage of his unpreparedness to get rid of it, so that he can probably get a glimmer of anger.

In the next drop years, Han Mulin memorized all the drop blink sword scores, and selected several effective drop secret techniques from them, and began to study them, trying to figure out an effective drop cultivation path.

Through his hard work for a few days, a full set of cultivation secrets were sorted out from the book, and he was able to achieve such a complicated office in such a short period of effort, and he was very self-satisfied with his own high effectiveness.

Then, within half a month, Han Mulin investigated and dealt with the work one by one, so that Ziwu was fully prepared and had no worries.

First, he returned the secret tip to Li Feiyu on a certain day, and took advantage of the situation to tell the opponent that he had touched the agent of the Wolf Gang.

After Li Feiyu heard this, he became openly surprised and happy, hugged Bi Di's shoulder, and said "good siblings" in a loud voice, and he was very touched by Han Mulin giving him such a special honor for nothing.

It is not known to him, Han Mulin is busy with his own life today, so what kind of mood is there to catch agents, can he not be tired himself, and can be a smooth face, why not do it!

After finishing the matter of Li Feiyu, Han Mulin went out to the door in person to find a few blacksmith mentors with good skills in the door.

On their side, they ordered a few daggers with sheaths of different styles, and asked Mystic to make a few small changes on them. In addition, there is another point that is not useful, and a few exquisite and transparent iron bells are also requested to be made and realized in the fastest time, so Han Mulin spent an expensive drop of two, so that he has a little more heartache dripping consciousness.

After a few counts, Han Mulin got his own custom-made drop things from the blacksmith, and when he saw the bright dagger and the delicate and elegant drop iron bell, he was quite right, and he kept praising the blacksmith's drop technology, thinking that the money was not spent in vain.

On the same day, Han Mulin disappeared from his own dripping residence, and only left a piece of paper at the head of the bed, on which he wrote:

"Mo Lao, you don't need to be angry, I'm not running away, I just think that He'er is in the same canyon, and the restraint is too great, which is not beneficial to the cultivation of Changchun Gongdi. Therefore, the protégé decided to find another retreat on the mountain and go on retreat. You can rest assured that on the same day after four months, I will return regularly to meet with you.

Han Mulin bowed

Leaning back against the Taishi chair, Dr. Mo held a piece of paper in his left hand, looking at it carefully, and his face was densely clouded. On the table on the side, there is also a note of other drops, which records the number of items that Han Mulin handed over to the blacksmith not long ago.

At the same time, in the drip room, except for the "poof" sound of Dr. Mo using his right finger to buckle the tabletop, there was no other sound of dripping.

Suddenly, he snorted coldly, and the confetti in his hand turned into shreds, overflowing all over the ground.

He moved up impatiently, paced a few steps around the room, frowning and considering something, and after a few round-trips, he stopped his steps, and muttered to himself:

"Little rabbit cub, although I don't know what kind of ghost you are fighting, no matter what format you want to play, you can't run out of my palm, I want to decide this person."

After finishing speaking, Dr. Mo suddenly turned around and walked to the window, where a long low whistle sounded in his mouth, and then a nameless bird with yellow feathers flew in from outside the door, and after a few circles in the room, it landed on his shoulder.

As soon as the bird stood firm, it rubbed its beak on its face and shouted loudly.

"Well, I know you're hungry. Give, this Nair loves to eat "yellow chestnut pills".

When Dr. Mo saw the bird, a few smiles appeared on his gloomy face, revealing doting eyes, and he took out a drip-love bird food from his pocket and took it out of the bird's beak.

"Go, as before, and take that body, and as soon as he leaves the mountains, he will fly back to tell me." Dr. Mo admonished like a human being.

As soon as the bird ate the food, it flew up in the room with a "grunt" drop, and after listening to the words of the bird, it lingered in a circle, and suddenly flew out of the window and dissipated into the sky.

"Yes, Mo Lao probably knows the benefits and disadvantages of this medicine!" Han Mulin sneered slowly.

"Nonsense, how do you prepare this kind of toxin? I know that I haven't leaked a single cent of this angle drop formula. Doctor Mo was still holding on to his skin, as if he still didn't trust what Han Mulin said, but from the wounds, he had already identified the ** points in his heart.

Seeing that Dr. Mo's lips were still unwilling to soften, Han Mulin sighed continuously, and had to interpret it.

"Don't forget, Erdiqiao's book was completely open to me, and this recipe was also entrained in a deserted Diqiao book, which is by no means a fine reading for me, but I'm afraid that I will miss it."

Dr. Mo then remembered that when he got this prescription, because there were many varieties of materials in the preparation, and the pace was also very complicated, I was afraid that he would forget what he would do in the future, so he carefully copied the method of making it and the medicinal materials needed on a piece of paper, and sandwiched it in a certain article. ”

"Let's sit down as usual, discuss properly, and hold hands on the matter of peace!" Han Mulin spoke optimistically.

With a snort, Dr. Mo ignored Han Mulin, and struggled to recall the method and medicinal effect of the "Wrapped Incense Silk" drop in his heart.

The name "Wrapped Spice" is not scary when you get up, and it even makes people think about it, and it reminds people of a little sexy. But it drips with strength, but it is like the longing of the amorous skirt, which makes people unable to accept it, and the wisps penetrate into the bones.

Once it is poisoned by the "Wrapped Incense Silk", its poison will spread through the blood and spread to the whole body step by step.

In a short period of time, the person who fell into this poison drop is an ordinary resident, which is okay, and there is no big drop. But in this way, the martial artist has a lethal dripping coercion, and the poisoned person cannot use the true qi of the inner family in vain during this period, otherwise it will promote the poisonous and quick work, so that the blood around the person will flow backwards, and the suffering will be unspeakable.

And the poisoning lasts for a long time, and the toxicity is deep in the body, and it is even more laborious.

Although the true qi droplets are suppressed, it is necessary to take oral antidote every day to suppress the toxicity, otherwise the skeletons will slowly undergo abnormal changes, causing the person to shrink at the beginning and shrink like sludge at the end, and collapse on the ground and can't turn.

What is even more prohibitive is that because the toxicity has deepened into the bone marrow, there is no way to completely eradicate it, so we have to rely on permanent use of symptomatic drugs to make it temporarily abandoned, so that the toxicity is like a love network trapped in the same, forever with life, never abandoned.

There are all kinds of materials for the preparation of this poison droplet, many of which can be replaced, although the formation of drops of evil results is no different drops, but the tangible toxicity varies from person to person, becoming unpredictable. The detoxification is naturally not equal, and only the processing of this poison drop can have a target to curb the toxicity. The other people, even if they know the method of preparing the "wrapped incense silk" drops, have no way to prepare the antidote.

As soon as this arrived, the poisoned person's life was controlled in the hands of the poisoner, so he had to obey his orders and had no courage to fight.

Dr. Mo filtered the image of the "tangled incense silk" drop in his heart once, and he already understood in his heart whether Han Mulin had any fear of dropping syrup.

He laughed in his heart, his face did not change, and his mouth dripped out:

"That's what happened to you?"

"Boy, if you don't have another trick, just don't come up with anything!"

Han Mulin's heart sank steeply, and when he saw that Doctor Mo was unswerving, and he didn't take some threats to him in his heart, he knew that he had concluded that he had missed something.

He saw that Dr. Mo really didn't take this poison in his heart, and the poison of the opponent's "tangled incense" was in his body, but he didn't care about it, and he didn't feel the slightest trace of the opponent's nerve endings.

Because of this, Han Mulin understands very well that he is in a disadvantaged situation, and the opponent seems to have the greatest control and takes him down.

Seeing Han Mulin silent, Dr. Mo smiled, the cunning look in his eyes passed, and his mouth shouted:

"Iron slave, go and take him down for me."

As soon as he heard this, Han Mulin quickly remembered, since he entered the house, he seemed to have completely forgotten a certain key role, he didn't think about it, and hooked the blade with his toes, and the iron cone took the initiative to jump into Pidi's hand.

At this moment, a great tamarin shadow with a gale of wind rushed out of the corner of the room, and it came to the next drop in an instant, so fast that Han Mulin basically couldn't dodge.

In desperation, he had to stab the tip of the drop in his hand straight into the lower abdomen of the shadow drop, hoping to intercept it a little, so that he could have a chance to escape his breath.

It is not enough to use a short drop of awl to prick this part of the stomach. But Han Mulin has no way, the opponent is too grandiose, and the blade in his hand is only an inch long, so he can only get here.

Han Mulin suddenly felt that he seemed to have collided with an inhuman monster, and the means of stretching out the drop seemed to be slammed by the giant tree, and the front was dislocated, and his body was even more continuously rushed back several steps, and the dripping iron cone in his hand was like a stone stabbed by the grid, and he flew out and disappeared.

Han Mulin's heart was full of anger, and just before he bent and stabilized his posture under the collision, he felt a darkness in front of him, and the great drop of body posture followed, followed by a sharp pain in his shoulder, and the two giant hands hooked his shoulder blades, making him feel like he was about to be crushed.

Han Mulin fought hard a few times, but his body seemed to be pressed by a high mountain, and he basically couldn't rotate.

In a hurry, he couldn't care much, raised his knees, and pushed hard at the key drop between the giant shadow's legs.

"Oops", Han Mulin was in pain and sweating, the opponent's place of death was actually very hard, and he felt that his kneecaps were like chickens encountering stones, as if they were broken into several pieces.

It was nothing more than Pi Di's demeanor, as if he had annoyed his opponent, and the giant hand on his shoulder suddenly had some brute force, making Han Mulin almost faint in pain, and his whole body collapsed to the ground.

"Tap, Iron Slave. This person, I have another great use. "It's in this powerful dripping key, and there is a sound of Dr. Mo's dripping.

As soon as the voice fell, Han Mulin felt that his shoulders were light, and the pain on his head was greatly reduced. He couldn't help but loosen up in his heart,

From the very beginning, Han Mulin felt that Doctor Mo didn't know why, and as soon as he came to the key drop, he could raise his noble hand everywhere, for fear of endangering himself. He can't be an opponent because he has a good heart and a noble hand. In this, there must be something that does not know what to do, and what to do, so that the opponent has scruples, and does not have the courage to emancipate his mind to attack, otherwise it is impossible to fight with him to this day.

He secretly made up his mind to use this point to bargain with his opponent, and then think of escaping from his opponent's clutches.

Doctor Mo walked in front of Pi Di's eyes, as if he saw what he was thinking, and the ridicule of Di Di flashed on his face, he first touched Han Mu Lindi's chest, and took out a wall of heart goggles from there, and couldn't help but smile a little, it was originally this thing that covered Bi Di's acupoint.

He slightly dripped the curtain and denied not saying anything, and then took out a rectangular dripping yellow wooden box from his arms, this box is very elegant, carved dragon and phoenix, at a glance it is a precious drop of things, ordinary residents are precious to see.

In front of Han Mulin, Doctor Mo solemnly untied the lid of the box, and put a few identical dripping blades inside, this silver blade looks weird, it looks like a knife but not a knife, like a sword but not a sword, the blade body is twisted, like a half-moon, and the size is like a dagger, which is quite weird.

When Doctor Mo took out a silver blade from the box, Han Mulin appeared, this strange blade was still very thin, as if the paper was usually thick, and the light of the knife flowed and flashed on the surface of the blade, making people feel very powerful at first sight, and it was estimated that it would be as easy as cutting clothes to cut flesh and blood. What's even more wonderful is that at the end of the pain of the silver blade, there is also a ghost head with closed eyes, this ghost head has a hideous face, and the head has two horns, which is extremely vicious.

Doctor Mo took this strange blade and glanced at Han Mulin with a serious dripping glance from the corner of his eye.

This behavior made Han Mulin shudder, could it be that he really let the old eagle's mouth be fed, and the opponent had to use this strange blade to cut itself.

Han Mulindi's face was blue at first, his eyes were dripping to look at the doctor with a pen, and he raised his strange blade high.

Under the light of the sun, the edge of the blade shimmered, and it looked very rich.

He couldn't help but have some panic in his mind, but he reported rationally, the opponent spent a lot of martial arts to capture him alive, and it was impossible to take his life without saying a word, and the opponent was just playing a single order.

Therefore, seeing that the blade was falling from the sky and plunging straight into his body, he still didn't say a word, and he continued to be calm.

It wasn't until the edge of the strange blade that there was only half an inch long between the head of the drop, and the tips of his head had already felt a chill, and he closed his eyes, and a little regret was faintly crossed in his heart.

"Does the opponent really have to be hot? Knowing that it was as promised, Bei Ning begged for mercy, and probably another ray of fire was saved. I'm still very old, and I really don't want to die like this. At home, my father and mother know that I am dying, I don't know if it will be impossible to be sad, will I regret sending him to the Seven Daoist Sect......"

On the verge of this existential line, Han Mulin's evil thoughts suddenly appeared, and all kinds of feelings came to his heart, as if in this moment, he encountered the joys and sorrows of life, and he did not have a comprehension of life and death.

The sound of the sharp knife piercing the body and dripping baboons came over.

Han Mulin's body trembled slightly, but then he got up in surprise, he didn't feel any pain.

"What's going on?" He opened his eyes in amazement.

One eye, Han Mulin was shocked.

Unexpectedly, he saw that the strange blade was actually inserted into Dr. Mo's shoulder, and it also deepened into his body, leaving only the sore spot naked outside, trembling slightly. Maybe it's so sharp that not a drop of blood leaks out, which looks very strange.

Han Mulin was looking dumbfounded, but Dr. Mo praised the other in a normal way.

"Tsk! Boy, you really have some guts, and the blades are all on your neck, and you don't want to beg for mercy, it's really Erdi! ”

"In the past, when the old man was performing arts, he saw Geometry pretending to be not afraid of death in front of people, but once it fell into the hands of Wudi, with a little coercion, it was not all transformed into a bear one by one, kneeling on the ground and begging for mercy to get up, looking greedy and afraid of death."

Han Mulin stopped when he heard this, dumbfounded, and didn't know how to respond.

He was really embarrassed just now, but the front desk has always been dead, and at the end of the day, there was still a trace of luck in his heart, thinking that the opponent would not really do anything to him, so he passed the test. What's more, his face is really too thin, I'm sorry to transform his face, and beg for mercy,

Today, in the face of Dr. Mo's praise and praise, it is impossible for Han Mulin to interpret it specifically, but all kinds of flavors rise in his mind, and he doesn't know whether he should be happy or sad?

When Han Mulin thought about it, Doctor Mo had already quickly inserted a few strange blades all over his body, leaving them all behind

With the pen doctor dripping loudly, the seven strange blades inserted into his body all shook up, and there was a "buzzing" sound from the ghost's head, and the sound became louder and sharper, as if he wanted to come back to life and intend to get rid of his body.

Doctor Mo saw that the strange blade seemed to be calling all the time, and he was a little annoyed, and he muttered a little, because the sound was too soft and fast, and Han Mulin couldn't hear it clearly, but it was expected that it could not be anything pleasant.

Dr. Mo stood up, walked around the room, and finally stomped his foot, or sighed in vain, but he stretched out an index finger and took out a ghost head drop, and took out a ghost head drop.

Unbelievable things were born, it was a dead thing dripping ghost head, and he actually closed his small mouth, dripped fangs with thick fangs in his mouth, and strained to hold the thick taste of sending to the door, and sucked slightly to get up.

Dripping.

The two of them looked a little hollow, obviously like what Han Mulin said, and they had consumed a lot of power.

Li had some gratitude to the two of them at that time.

Although he couldn't be a martial artist, under the influence of his ears and eyes, he also knew that it was forbidden to disturb two people at the same time, so he quickly slowed down his pace, walked lightly to the bed, and looked at the person on the bed.

I saw that Elder Li fell asleep on the bed with sweet drops, and the original pain in the middle of the eyebrows disappeared without a trace, although the complexion was still a little yellow, but the black gas on the top was gone, and the poisonous spots on the body were only left with watermarks, so that people could hardly see them.

It seems that the poison is completely lifted, and Li can't help but cry with joy.

After a while, he wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and then remembered that he should go back to Han Mulin to thank him, so he got out and walked back to the guest hall slightly, but as soon as he came out of the window, he was immediately surrounded by people and got up.

He couldn't help but be a little surprised, and hurriedly asked Ma Rong and a few others.

After listening to their reply, the Li family realized that after Han Mulin opened a prescription for self-cultivation, he had already said goodbye and drifted away, and did not stay here for a while.

After hearing this, the Li family was silent for a moment, but they had already calculated and paid attention to it, as soon as Elder Li was paralyzed, the two spouses would be able to come to the door with their own hands to repay the opponent for saving him.

Li didn't realize that there was one less person in the room besides the Han Divine Doctor, and that was the rain that was originally pouring rain from his sleeves.

On the side of a remote alley, under a dense drop tree, Han Mulin, who had just come out of Li Chang's hometown, was lying on the lawn with two hands, and was extremely bored and checking the drop of a certain branch.

When he found nearly a thousand drops, a shadow came from the sky and swooped towards his body with the momentum of an eagle falcon catching a chicken, looking majestic on all sides, as if he was a deep hatred in a sea of blood.

"Hey! Don't make trouble, every time you meet, how do you always want to move your feet, I'm definitely not the one with the sleeves! ”

Han Mulin said this, and the shadow turned around in the middle of the sky, and fell lightly to Han Mulin's side, with a very beautiful posture, just following the dripping rain.

"Han Mulin, just the appearance of the black and non-slippery autumn drops, is it also worthy of being compared with the girl with Zhang Sleeve, is this definitely not a pure cold household?"

As soon as Li Feiyu heard this, Wu Youqi Di picked up the tip of his right foot slightly, and slapped Han Mulin's buttocks as a punishment.

After hearing this, Han Mulin rolled his cold eyes, and then a carp straightened up and stood up.

"It seems that our big brother is forgetting his friends, and I am worthy of being careless!"

"Don't talk stupid, what did you call me for? You know, it's very difficult for me to find an almost Zhang girl drop opportunity, so it's vain and extravagant, if you don't come up with a way to receive drops, don't think about passing! Li Feiyu looked a little angry and unyielding, and he was confused about Han Mulin's appearance this time, which was a grit of teeth.

"Shall I have Joel out? How did I not know, did I speak with my own mouth? Han Mulin deliberately pretended to be surprised by the drop shape, which looked particularly pompous.

"When you came out, you showed me that dignity with your eyes, and the fault was not blind, but an individual could see it. Don't beat around the bush, there's nothing to do, I really have to go back. Li Feiyu turned around and was about to leave, so that Han Mulin couldn't tell the authenticity.

Han Mulin didn't want to play with his opponent again, his expression suddenly changed, and Yan Rong said to Li Feiyu:

"I've already reminded you before, and you also know your own situation, so I'll be cautious about asking you now, if you scatter your work, I can still let you live for a long time, so that you can live with Zhang Meimei for a long time, and you won't think about it again?"

Han Mulin stopped laughing, his face sank, and a few traces of light burst out of his eyes, staring straight at Han Mulin, without saying anything back.

But Han Mulin's expression was as usual, and he didn't have the slightest strange expression, just looking back at his opponent with clear eyes.

After a full cup of tea, Li Feiyu took away the dripping light in his eyes, and his face became a little more beautiful.

"Han Mulin doesn't know about it, I will never think about taking the initiative to scatter things, I know that Xi'er is for my good, but don't mention it again in the future, okay?" Bi Qiang smiled, and there was some pleading tone in his words.

"What's more, you think that I have become a weak and thin talent, can Miss Zhang still look down on me?" Li Feiyu said this sentence a little self-deprecatingly, dripping with the smell inside.

Han Mulin was silent, turned his head back to the wall, looked at Li Feiyu along the alley, and after quietly looking at it for a while, he spoke in a deep voice:

"Now that you have made up your mind to pay attention, I will never persuade you again, so go back quickly, I hope that Er'er and the girl with Zhang Sleeves can really make merits."

After Li Feiyu heard Han Mulin's words, he immediately smiled on his face, and he slapped Han Mulin on the shoulder a few times.

"Good siblings, I love to listen to these words, and they are also the most exciting words I have heard today, so I will say goodbye first."

He then jumped up, and after a few moves, he dissipated at the end of the alley, and the man had disappeared without a trace.

"It hurts!" Han Mulin suddenly clenched his shoulders and came up, and after a few slaps from Li Feiyu, he actually quietly used his internal strength, so that Bi Di's shoulders were high and swollen, like a little red steamed bun that could not be touched, and the ordeal was really not small.

"This stinky boy, in order to criticize me, opened the handle of the drop, and actually used this method to criticize me." Han Mulin raised his eyebrows and raised his eyes on one wall, and took out the elixir of healing injuries from his arms with seven hands and eight feet, opened his clothes, and put them on his shoulders.

"Ahem! It's so easy to do it with good intentions, but I actually ended up in such a situation, and I really don't do good deeds! Let's go back and feel the magic! This drop of assassination can only be found back when they meet again. Han Mulin thought a little unwillingly.

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Later, after a long period of time, Han Mulin was eighteen years old.

During this period, the Seven Daoist Sects were forced by the Wild Wolf Gang to encroach frequently, and finally launched a formal war against it.

From this at the edge of the two equity power drops, a large number of large and small drops of friction broke out, and there were many companions who entered the mountain with Han Mulin, and they were also buried in these disputes, which made Han Mulin feel non-stop.

The dripping bell outside the valley was also ringed due to the increase in the number of wounded people, which made Han Mulin train a lot of high-difficulty dripping skills, so that he had made great progress in medical skills.

It is nothing more than that Han Mulin has been rejuvenated, and there are still many incidents in the middle and upper classes, they want to be wrapped in the last horse leather on the spot, or they are too seriously injured and die halfway, and they don't even have the opportunity to treat Han Mulin.

But because of this, there are many young people in both industries who have emerged and sat on the positions of those fallen people.

For example, the Wild Wolf Gang Di Wusha Three Eagles and Two Leopards, the Seven Taoist Sect Di Qijie Shuangxiong and others are the most famous people among them, and Li Feiyu is one of the two heroes. Because he personally killed one of the opponent's purple-clothed flag envoys, he has already completed the position of the deputy hall master of the Outer Blade Hall, which can be called a high authority, and his emotions with Zhang Sleeve are also in the Feidi Exhibition, and he has reached the situation of talking about marriage.

After Han Mulin knew this, he had to sigh slightly, he didn't know if Li Feiyu was right or wrong? In the end, he is by no means a strong flying rain, and there is no body in the meantime, it is difficult to recognize the right and wrong of black and white.

In addition, if it was replaced by him, and let him look at the lovely person and hug him, Han Mulin asked himself if he could do it, but he knew that he was going to die, and he would marry his opponent, and he didn't seem to have a big momentum.

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"What do you want to say about me, give me a clear word." Han Mulin is by no means a woman, so naturally it is impossible to be polite to the person in front of her because the opponent is beautiful and superhuman, and there is no idea of letting go of the opponent in her words, so there is no need to give the opponent a good look.

"How? Hey! Doctor Mo flowed for a while, stretched his slender waist, smiled without saying a word, and did not reply to Han Mulindi's question, but took out the general goods from his arms.

This drop is a silk folded in half into a drop packet, this brocade fire is also eye-catching drop color, gorgeous, on the top of the drop needle and thread look extraordinarily elegant, it seems that it is not an ordinary drop of things.

What is this brocade? Could it be that it is a bizarre artifact like a silver blade again? For a while, Han Mulin also forgot to ask his opponent, and his thirst for knowledge became greater.

Doctor Mo didn't let Han Mulin guess for too long, and he untied the bandaged drop brocade with three strokes and five divided by two, and trembled and stuffed a crumpled piece of yellow paper into it.

Han Mulin seemed to be a little heartbroken, but he was a little heartbroken, and he started a twelve-minute drop of his heart, because he knew that the more insignificant the drop of items, the more likely it was to have the use of not thinking of drops, and the opponent took out a piece of paper at the same time, nature could not do it for ordinary use, thinking of all kinds of ghostly things at the front desk, but I was afraid that there was a lot of small drops of doorways inside.

Doctor Mo picked up the yellow paper slightly with two fingers, and carefully smoothed it down, Han Mulin saw it carefully, the paper was not much, just as small as a slap, it was cut into long strips, and the pigment was a little rotten, as if it had many drops of age.

The most eye-catching drop is that the top is white and sparkling, and there are several weird drop marks painted with silver lacquer, and the mark looks magical, Han Mulin has never seen it.

But as soon as he came into sight, Bi Di felt in his heart that he had been touched by some secret qi drops, and even the drops of Changchun Gong in his body were not manipulated, and at first he was ready to go, as if he had been woken up by this mark, which made Han Mulin very shocked.

Han Mulin was a little dissatisfied when he knew it, so he quickly stared at these characters intently, trying to find out something wonderful from them.

I saw those marks, twists and turns, twists and turns, but there were some implicit laws, from the list to the appearance, there were some profound dripping things, but it was a pity that the years were too short, and Han Mulin basically couldn't identify the drips for a while.

Because in this blink of an eye, Dr. Mo had already come to Han Mulin Di, and he saw Han Mulin staring at the yellow paper in his hand with a strange look, looking obsessed with the image of Di, and couldn't help but show a slight compassion in his eyes, but this kind of gaze was just a flash, and it returned to normal.

He lowered his head slightly, his small mouth was close to Han Mulin's ear, and he slowly spoke in a very low voice:

"Han Mulin, don't blame me, I have no way, let's be reincarnated as soon as possible! This body, I have to accept. ”

"What are you talking about, what are you thinking about this?" Han Mulin was woken up from fascination by Dr. Mo's words, and he was shocked and scattered, and he faintly knew that the worst luck for him was going to come to the top of his head.

He Gu couldn't be coerced by the giant man after death, he started to swing his body with his hands, fought and tried to get up, and there were a few other little guys on his body, if he could take them out, he would probably be able to contribute to the miscellaneous, and there was a chance to escape.

"Iron slave, hold him down, and don't let him move."

I regret that with the pen doctor's cold drop edict, Han Mulin was stopped from resisting at the end, and the two huge drops of giant palms, like two small mountains, increased their strength, and firmly pressed down on their shoulders, so that they couldn't turn.

On Han Mulin's face, soybeans were dripping with sweat, and along his sideburns, drop by drop came down from his forehead, his eyes widened, his lips were tightly clenched, and his eyes seemed to be reading words by his opponent's side.

Dr. Mo held the dripping yellow paper between his fingers, and with the sound of a spell, he was the first to get up without wind.

The white marks on the top are also slowly lit up one by one, emitting mysterious drops of white light.

Although Han Mulin's body is difficult to move an inch, his heart is still very white, and it seems that when all the drop marks are lit up, it will be the moment to do it to himself.

Dr. Mo was stunned, staring at the yellow paper, and after the last mark also released a white light, he couldn't help but be happy, and then according to some special sign language, he waved the yellow paper in the air a few times.

After that, the word "Ding" came out of the mouth, like the sound of spring thunder.

At this time, the yellow piece of paper was also pressed Han Mulin's forehead, and the dead drops were pasted on it.

As soon as the piece of paper touched his head, Han Mulin felt that he had lost control over the flesh and body, he couldn't even blink his eyelids, and he completely lost his sense of the body, but he could still see it in his eyes and hear it in his ears, but his thinking was like a strange person, and he couldn't move left and right on the body, like a walking corpse.

This kind of feeling is completely different from the impression of being dropped by the acupoints, after being pointed, although it is also difficult to move an inch, but the numb drop feeling, the body or can taste the drop.

Han Mulin got up in horror, he didn't know how his opponent was going to bubble him and plunder his body, wouldn't this be done?

"Don't be in a hurry, this body can be preserved for another half a moment." Dr. Mo seemed to be deliberately telling him, and he seemed to be muttering to himself.

"Erdi's mood is really too lively, if I can move in a chic way, then I should be bored." Dr. Mo said unhurriedly. Then, stretching out an arm, he picked up Han Mulin very lightly, took a step, and stepped out of the house.

Today, the scorching sun outside the house is still very hot, and Han Mulin feels that it has been a long time since he entered the house, but it is really only a short time.

Dr. Mo carried Han Mulin as if he was carrying a thing, and walked through the Didi Garden on the side of the house very casually, and came to a remote Didi rock wall, and the giant man followed silently, just like the projection of Pidi, and he couldn't leave.

Han Mulin clearly saw through his eyes that when he was now, he didn't know when he had built one