Rong Jinlong finally stabilized his mind, and heard a strong wind on the left, the speed was extremely fast, Rong Jinlong didn't have time to think about it, he raised his hand to block, but suddenly realized that something was wrong, endured the pain up and down his body, turned with his heels, turned around with strength, and threw a punch to the right.

Qiao Mingguang's figure was directly knocked out for a long distance, and fell to the ground, dusty and very embarrassed.

……

"It's really you, Master Rong," Qiao Mingguang slowly got up from the ground, patted the floating soil on his body, and pressed his dislocated arm upward, with a sore click, the dislocated arm was connected, "In this case, you can still react, your Hong Fist is about to reach the transformation realm!" ”

"It's almost hot, but it's more than enough to deal with you kid," Rong Jinlong took a deep breath, his voice trembling a little.

He suddenly felt a strange itch on his body again, and unconsciously reached out to scratch it, but no matter how hard he tried, the uncomfortable feeling haunted him until the place where he was scratched became bloody, and he didn't let go of his hand.

"Hahaha, I feel it! I've laid out a game for you! Qiao Mingguang laughed, his words were full of pride, "When it comes to fighting, ten of you are not your old opponents, you are a famous double-flower red stick, all the way to the middle hall uncle!" Put it in the green building, that's called the top card! Who doesn't know your old prestige? ”

"But in this world, yin and yang can be converted, black and white can be reversed, strong is weak, weak is strong, no matter how strong you are, you must have weaknesses, and even your strength itself may be a weakness!" Qiao Mingguang smiled and said, "You have always been fascinated by me, and your five senses are dull, and now there is smoke from tobacco burning everywhere around you, coupled with the feng shui flow direction I laid out, don't you always feel that your body temperature has been dropping?" ”

"You are old yourself, and you smoke and have wind, I will bring these together a little, you will naturally have gout, causing arthritis," Qiao Mingguang continued, "This is not exclusive to lowering the head, this is a witchcraft concept, I am destroying the situation in your body, once the balance of the bureau is broken, people will naturally suffer many disasters." ”

"The layout is to conform to Feng Shui, balance the five elements, and be consistent with the way of ease, and it is much simpler to break the game, just like blowing up a balloon, when you are the most powerful, you are the weakest, you only need to be gently stimulated at a certain point, you will be exploded by yourself, I just want to stack all the unfavorable factors to that point, let you be strong, you are a human body after all, how can you not be afraid of the truth of pain?"

The more Qiao Mingguang spoke, the more excited he became, and he almost couldn't help but dance.

"In the same way, you should also have a lot of other symptoms now, itching, most likely diabetes, weakness, shortness of breath, or asthma, because your balloon was popped by me, the balance of your body was broken, yin and yang collided, and the five elements were reversed, what kind of symptoms appeared are not unusual, people are such fragile things, maybe one day the brain will have convulsions, a signal is not right, people will die, and no matter how great people will be wiped out in history."

"I used to be in awe of you, admired you, followed you later, worshiped you, evolved into fear of you, hated you, but now, I can finally stand on a certain height and look up at you, how fragile your body is, how short-lived, destroying your pleasure with my own hands, I can't help but want to sing a song!" Qiao Mingguang looked up to the sky and roared.

"Because I'm no longer the same, I've accepted the gift of the undead, I've connected myself to them, and even if I die, I'll get back up on the underworld, even if I become muddy, even if I can't even remember myself, but I've left my mark on this world after all. I am in harmony, I have become eternal, I am no different from those gods, immortals, and Buddhas in history, but what about you? Master Rong, you will only enter alone, the reincarnation that I don't know exists, people die like lights going out, Qi turns the breeze into flesh and mud, and you can't escape the end of the loess, how sad! ”

Qiao Mingguang said emotionally, two lines of hot tears flowed directly down his cheeks, he looked at Rong Jinlong tremblingly, and stretched out his hand to him, as if inviting him.

"So, Master Rong, come and merge with me, become my help, and go down with me, then you are also walking on the eternal road, that is the right way! It's the right way! It's the right way! Hahaha! Rong Ye, Rong Ye! Please, come on! ”

"......" Rong Jinlong's expression regained calm, he forcibly suppressed the pain of his body with his strong willpower honed over the years, and a mocking look suddenly appeared on his face, "Ah Guang, you said so much, I don't know how to refute you, you know, I didn't go to school, I started collecting debts on the street with a knife at the age of nine, I don't think I'm a good person, but I've never been biased in dealing with you, so I can only tell you in all fairness that my answer is only four simple words." ”

"What?" Qiao Mingguang hurriedly asked.

"Fuck you!" Rong Jinlong suddenly screamed, his figure disappeared in place, and he rushed towards Qiao Mingguang's position, his hand posed, because of the pain, his face became distorted, and his muscles were bruised, but his movements were not biased in the slightest.

Rong Jinlong smashed a punch on Qiao Mingguang's face, Qiao Mingguang didn't dodge or dodge, he was punched firmly, a row of teeth were knocked out, his whole face became distorted, and the whole person flew backwards like a broken sack and hit the wall.

"Hahaha......" Qiao Mingguang let out a laugh that was worse than crying, and he sat there, looking at Rong Jinlong without any movement.

Rong Jinlong only felt a dizziness on the top of his head, he suddenly felt that his eyes were dark, the sky was dark for a while, and the joints up and down his body were still sending out a piercing pain, but it couldn't make him feel awake at all.

As if in a dream, he kept sinking downward, and was about to fall into the mire.

His heart also twitched, and he began to beat fast and slowly, and he didn't know if it was his delusion.

Rong Jinlong fell to the ground violently, he forced himself to stand up, and made up for another punch in the past, with Qiao Mingguang's current physical fitness, he definitely couldn't withstand his next punch.

But it's a pity that he can't do it, he's a good man, he's not afraid of death, but he can't bear the pain, he doesn't want to close his eyes, because he knows that once he closes his eyes, I'm afraid he won't be able to open them again.

But the darkness still gradually enveloped him, it seemed to be boundless, and he suddenly became afraid, like the child who left home for the first time when he was nine years old, he didn't know the direction, he didn't know the way forward, the only difference was that he no longer had the blood that could take him down, he was old, he was dying.

The next moment, Rong Jinlong suddenly saw a little light in this boundless darkness, warm and peaceful, and he suddenly felt his body again.

Rong Jinlong slowly opened his eyes, and what caught his eyes was Li Chengzhen's warm smile, and the surrounding area was not the dark and cramped alley, but a clearing under the blue sky.

"Master Rong, I'm late."

(End of chapter)