Women love beauty, the more beautiful women love beauty, Han Chuang took advantage of this and took Nie Qingqing away. As she watched her leave, a smile appeared from the corner of her mouth, grinned to the corner of her eye, and disappeared.

A scheming woman, Han Chuang smiled and shook his head, a beautiful, scheming woman.

His gaze became cold, and an elusive smile appeared at the corners of his mouth, spread to the corners of his eyes, and disappeared.

Carrying a breath of true qi, he got up, the pain made him bite his lip tightly, and cold sweat fell from his forehead, but he still forced himself to put on a strange posture, pointing his fingers to the sky, and his true qi ran all over his body.

Nan'a Sword Sutra is named after swordsmanship, which is actually a practice of calcining the body, among the eight patterns, one of which is dedicated to breaking the momentum, Han Chuang has no chance to break, at this moment, he naturally wants to practice according to the picture and see the effect.

Close your eyes tightly, point to the sky with one hand, and keep making subtle movements of the muscles of your whole body.

This posture seems simple, but it is actually difficult, requiring musculoskeletal control, extremely clever, Han Chuang has the foundation laid by the five fists of the I Ching, and he does not find it difficult to practice the Nan'a Sword Sutra, but he is injured at the moment, and the pain and fatigue almost make him unable to control the posture.

Of course, the effect was also obvious, there was a thunder in his abdomen, and there was a sound like fried beans in his chest, and Han Chuang felt that his bones were becoming hard.

The muscles extracted the true qi from the dantian, and the true qi that relied on the medicinal power quickly bottomed out, Han Chuang roared, and the devouring martial soul suddenly appeared.

The purple vortex rotated rapidly, inhaling the nearby Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi, turning it into the purest true qi, incorporating it into the dantian, and then transporting it from the dantian to the muscles.

Don't look at Han Chuang's indifferent expression at this moment, in fact, earth-shattering changes are taking place in his body, and the pain of musculoskeletal recombination is like a tide, eroding the nerves.

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Nie Qingqing raised her head suddenly, and a black shadow crossed by her, if it weren't for the strange abundance, she might have ignored this black shadow.

"Who! Who!" she shouted, rolling up her wet sleeves.

The only thing that responded to her was the "whirring" of the wind and the "rustling" of the wind through the leaves.

She suddenly felt that something was wrong, as if the Heaven and Earth Vitality around her had been drained away.

"What happened?"

Nie Qingqing's gaze became solemn, she felt that there was something in this valley, the empty moonlight, the distant ape cry, obviously could not make her doubts.

"No matter, let's go back and have a look. She said to herself, unconsciously, she put Han Chuang's safety first, which was something she couldn't imagine before.

The closer she got to the cave, the more strange Nie Qingqing felt, as if the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi had been sucked away here, you must know that as a martial artist, her sense of the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi was very keen.

"It was plenty just now, why now-" She shook her head and walked into the cave, just in time to see Han Chuang's strange movements as he made the Nan'a Sword Sutra, his forehead covered with sweat.

"What are you doing, you should have a good rest now!" Nie Qingqing shouted, trotting all the way over.

The wind is blowing, the Chinese are like wine, Han Chuang opened his eyes with a smile, and the face of the dart master Nie Qingqing who came into view was like a flower and jade.

Nie Qingqing is an extremely beautiful woman, especially those two delicate eyebrows, raised high when she laughs, and skimmed to the sides when she is angry, whenever she sees this pair of eyebrows, Han Chuang will forget all the pain.

"Miss Nie, be careful. With a gentle lift, he lifted Nie Qingqing up.

"You!" Nie Qingqing glared, revealing an incredible expression, "How can you move?"

Han Chuang smiled slightly, and said lightly, "Why can't I move?"

Nie Qingqing said: "But you were still like-"

Han Chuang waved his hand and interrupted her: "Did you say that you were lying half-dead like a dead dog?"

Nie Qingqing nodded, and a pair of round eyes firmly locked Han Chuang's gaze.

Han Chuang smiled slightly and said, "That was just now, and now I'm much better." Before he could finish his sentence, he coughed violently twice.

"You said it's much better, I think you're holding on. Nie Qingqing smiled in surprise, but there was a faint worry between her eyebrows.

Han Chuang waved his hand and said, "After taking the Soul Rejuvenation Pill, I will only get better and better, and it will not deteriorate." ”

Although the Soul Rejuvenation Pill was wonderful, it was impossible for Han Chuang to recover so quickly, especially for external injuries, no matter how good the pill was, it would not help.

The Soul Resurrection Pill was just a good introduction, allowing Han Chuang to use the Devouring Martial Soul and the surrounding Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi to cultivate the Nan'a Sword Sutra.

The Nan'a Sword Sutra is really a clever body cultivation technique, Han Chuang just practiced the exercises according to the pattern on this exercise for a quarter of an hour, and then felt warm all over his body, although he was in great pain when he was in the palace, and the whole person seemed to be chiseled and pieced together, but after the palace was completed, he could clearly feel his own changes.

The body is stronger, the muscles and bones are stronger, and even the dantian has undergone some slight changes, but the injured right hand is still twisted and deformed, without the slightest intuition.

Thinking of this, Han Chuang frowned and said secretly: "This is a bit troublesome, it seems that it must be solved earlier, otherwise it will be dangerous to become a one-armed man like Yang Guo."

Fortunately, the medicine of the Shenzhou mainland is prosperous, as long as you can go out of the valley and find a good doctor to treat similar injuries, it is still not a problem.

Nie Qingqing looked at Han Chuang's cheeks, which were obviously a lot rudder, nodded thoughtfully, and said, "It seems that your Qingzhu Sect's Soul Rejuvenation Pill does have some effect, I must get a few after I go out." ”

Han Chuang's heart froze, and he said coldly: "You don't want to-"

Nie Qingqing snorted coldly and said, "Don't worry, Master Han, I won't kill innocents indiscriminately, it is difficult for others to get a moment of soul rejuvenation pill, but it is a piece of cake for me!"

Han Chuang looked at Nie Qingqing's pursed lips and couldn't help laughing: "Okay, as long as you don't kill innocents indiscriminately, I will definitely give you one in person when I go back." ”

Nie Qingqing's eyes lit up and said, "Really?"

Han Chuang said solemnly, "Naturally, you have seen the disciples of the Qingzhu Sect lying. ”

"I've seen a lot, you, Grand Master Han, are the best liars among them!" Nie Qingqing heard this, and leaned back with a smile, without any image.

Perhaps it was the injury that affected him, and finally he coughed violently, and his whisper faded away.

Nie Qingqing stared at Han Chuang's bright eyes, thinking that although the other party was still a decent gentleman, what was a man, and spending the night with her in this Yellow Valley would inevitably make her feel a little uneasy.

The two of them closed their eyes and recuperated with their own thoughts, and after a few hours, the effect of the Soul Restoration Pill began to play a role, and Han Chuang was able to summon more and more True Qi, but he was always cautious, secretly absorbing the surrounding Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi, trying not to let Nie Qingqing see the clues.

Nie Qingqing's injuries are lighter than Han Chuang's, but the internal injuries are quite serious, and he can only recuperate, and if he wants to heal himself, it is impossible.

After closing his eyes and recuperating for a while, he felt hungry in his belly, and whispered to Han Chuang: "Hey, Master Han, do you have anything to eat?" After speaking, he lowered his head shyly.

This is also normal, a woman showing a sense of hunger in front of a strange man, in Nie Qingqing's eyes, this is an extremely shy thing.

Unfortunately, at the same time as she said this, her stomach screamed again, and in such an empty cave, you can imagine what a loud sound it was.

Nie Qingqing immediately turned apricot and didn't speak anymore, just raised his eyelids and peeked at Han Chuang, as if he wanted to see some clues from his expression.

The corners of Han Chuang's mouth curled slightly, revealing a meaningful smile, and said lightly: "In this case, how can I bring dry food in advance?"

As soon as these words came out, Nie Qingqing let go: If you know, you will know, what can you do?

With this in mind, she squinted her eyes, leaned forward with ill intentions, and said softly: "How can Han Gongzi not bring the darts clean? You see that the little woman is hungry and will have gold stars in her eyes, so take some out." ”

Not to mention, Han Chuang really brought dry food, which was in his arms, and he was not touched by Nie Qingqing just now.

But the reason is not that Nie Qingqing thinks that he must bring dry food, but that he is delicious, so he bought some specialties along the way.

As soon as he thought of this, Han Chuang opened his eyes and smiled maliciously: "Miss Nie, if I give you food, how will you repay me?"

Nie Qingqing let out a "chuckle" in her heart, subconsciously took three steps back, hugged her shoulders tightly, and said in horror: "What are you going to do!"