"Gollum, Gollum", Huai drank the river water, his stomach was swollen and round, and the water was still pouring in. Huai's consciousness is already very vague, especially since his true qi has dried up, and his hands and feet have long been disobedient. In the water, it may really be eaten by fish and turtles.

The fish in the water were also alarmed and fled in all directions.

"I'm already a dying person, is it so terrible?"

Huai's consciousness has blurred, and he no longer wants to stop trying. At this time, I saw a large whirlpool around Huai as the center, and Huai was constantly lifted up, gradually floating on the water.

At this time, the bosom was already asleep.

There are no young and old people on the road to Huangquan. Although he is not afraid of death, he is unwilling to be "grandpa" in his heart.

"Grandpa", a shout, heartbreaking, unwilling, infinitely magnified in his mind, echoing and stimulating a wounded young man to wake up.

"Bang", a door opened, and an ordinary and beautiful girl ran in in a hurry, not too beautiful, but full of nature.

Who else could this wounded young man be but pregnant?

"Big brother, are you okay?" the girl asked timidly.

Huai seemed to be still deposited in a dream, and when she heard the girl's words, she immediately breathed a sigh of relief, it turned out that she was still alive.

"Where am I?" Huai swept around, and found that the girl was not a Qi cultivator, and Huai did not feel any qi activity around.

"You've been asleep for two whole days, and your father says you're fine, just a skin injury, and you'll get better after a few more days of rest," said the girl, hurriedly pouring a glass of water and handing it to her bosom. At first glance, he is a very sensible child.

"Xie Lu Xie".

"No, no", the girl waved her hand at Huai, looking at the boy in front of her who was slightly restrained and didn't like words. But the age is similar, and I can't help but have a lot of words, "My name is Fang Cao, what about you, big brother?"

"Me?" Huai hesitated, "My name is Huai." What kind of place is this?Do you know how far away the Dao is from the Heavenly Desolate Domain?" Huai Huai asked impatiently, still thinking about his cultivation and destination.

"Heavenly Desolate Domain?" Hearing these four words, Fang Cao couldn't help but show a shocked expression, "Here... This is the Realm of the Heavenly Desolation. This is the Soul Sacrifice Mountain Range, big brother is going to the center, go over the mountain in front of you, and you will be there," Fang Cao said and pointed to the mountain outside the window, but it was no longer as energetic as it was just now. Huai noticed that she was shaking.

"I'm not a bad person, going to the Heavenly Desolate Realm is just a trial. You are my benefactor, and I want to thank you. Huai smiled in a friendly manner, reassuring her doubts and uneasiness.

"Fang Cao, I'm back," a thick, affectionate cry came from outside the house.

"Hey, what's this," Fang Cao replied happily, "Daddy, what good things did you hit today?"

"Today, I'll come back after the moonlight, and I'll be there in a while, Aha Lu haha!" It was Fang Cao's father who replied, and he returned empty-handed when he heard it, but he was very optimistic.

Huai moved his arms and legs a few times, and the skin trauma was indeed not in the way. Sitting in his arms, he lucked his true qi, and he didn't have a little injury in his body in the past few days. It's a good thing to have no magic skills. Huai touched his left shoulder with his hand, and the sharp pain was still fresh in his memory, and it made him unconscious all of a sudden. "What's going on?"

After a few cycles, when Huai regained his strength, he went out to say hello to Fang's father and Fang's mother one by one.

Fang's father was fifty miles away, with a tall body and a simple and strong body. And Fang Mu is short and thin, and even people are a little disdainful of it. No matter how you look at it, you can't make these two people together.

Two words.

Between the two mountains, by the river, this is where the Fang family is located. They are the only family here, with a few thatched huts, and they are usually self-sufficient and rely on Fang's father to hunt for a living, and they are carefree. As for why he came to live here, Father Fang said, "Calm."

There are few people, few beasts, and who else can they be.

When I had nothing to do, I sat in the courtyard and listened to them. Especially Fang's father, his speech is both funny and endless, and he has become his own world, often making the mother and daughter laugh, even if they have such a person who often does not laugh, they will purse their mouths.

After a while, I listened, and sang again. To be honest, it's really hard to listen to but it's very rhythmic, there is no content, it's just what I usually see and hear when hunting, temporarily process it, every time I sing well, suddenly add a few yellow jokes, Huai still doesn't know much, I only saw Fang Cao's face crimson, and Fang's mother had already opened her mouth to scold. But the whole family is getting happier.

Maybe that's life.

On the third day, Huai was already fine, and there was no magic skill or anything, it was the heavenly holy thing that the Great Demon Guide said. Every time I practice the Divine Skill of Transformation, especially after every injury, I have a feeling of a sweet spring, so that the wound can heal quickly, faintly in the depths of the soul, and Huai Neng feels that the forbidden is dissolved, although the small one can be ignored.

Father Fang hasn't gained anything for several days, and besides, he has one more person to bear. At Huai's insistence, he followed Father Fang to hunt, a person who cultivates qi, and he can't eat and drink in vain if he says anything. Ordinary people can't be compared to Qi cultivators, even though Huai is still injured. Besides, Huai is also ready to leave, so he can't just leave.

Under the leadership of Fang's father, he and Huai came to a large waterfall half a kilometer away. The water falls from a height of 100 meters, and the momentum is magnificent, like a giant god falling from the sky.

This is water.

Huai believes that he has a natural intimacy with water, and not only majoring in cold attributes, but also the snow spirit of the imperial art.

Water, good and indomitable. Even though Huai only feels the coolness of the water now, he also feels a nameless power.

Father Fang said that today's task is to fish in the pond in front of the waterfall. An extremely fast, aggressive fish. Ordinary nets do not work at all, they can only be caught in the water and with spears. This fish is delicious, and it is said that it was to taste Fangmu's fish soup back then, which made a beautiful marriage.

Father Fang said with a smile, saying that Fang Cao was specially ordered to come here today.

Huai smiled, this is an ordinary fish, tuna, when Huai saw it out of the water, he had already recognized it. Warcraft, tuna, and human food have the effect of enhancing physical fitness. The more Huai thought about it, the more he admired the Great Magician, so many books, I just let myself read through them, it seems that the accumulation of knowledge is different.

Seeing that Fang's father had already rolled up his pants and was ready to go into the water to make fish. With his hand, "Uncle, I'll come." ”

He blocked Fang's father with his hands, and without waiting for his answer, he came to the edge of the pool, and his hands touched the water.

Perceive, feel the situation.

Father Fang was puzzled, how could he catch fish if he didn't go into the water?

Good guy, there are so many fish, there are really a lot of things that urge this true qi and constantly amplify the scope of perception. In order to prevent the next work from going smoothly, Huai deliberately set up a water prison within the range of ten zhang. It's a nuisance, and it takes a lot of real energy.

"Alright," Huai stood up and smiled at his father, "you're ready to load the fish!"

Huai slapped the pool into the pool, and a huge amount of true qi rushed into it, stirring it up and making the water lose its calm, which was simply a breeze for Huai. The tuna was upset and rushed to the surface, and this was the result they wanted.

As soon as he grabbed it out of thin air, Snow Spirit appeared around it and devoured it. To deal with a first-level demonic beast, it is really a bit overkill to dispatch Xue Linghuai. However, Xue Ling's speed on the water also surprised Huai.

The snow spirit is like a hole that cannot be filled, but everyone who rushes to the surface of the water is absorbed by the snow spirit. Father Fang's eyes widened, fuck, it still makes people live, how can there be such a fish. But I'm still glad that my baby daughter Fang Cao's eyesight is good.

Under the prevention of Fang's father, Huai had stopped continuing to hunt. Xue Ling was entrenched on the surface of the water, and in a short time, dozens of them were caught. This was enough for the Fang family to eat for several days, and there were several Fang Fathers ready to raise. With the harvest, don't mention the feeling of being crooked on the way home.

Fang Cao looked around, walking back and forth a little anxiously, and his father and the expectant figure had not yet appeared. In fact, they had been out for less than half a day.

Stealthily... Behind the tranquility always brings uneasiness to people, and there is a deep crisis.

"Little girl, don't you want to go?" Fang Cao was just about to leave, when he heard an obscene voice coming from behind.

When Fang Cao heard this, her face instantly turned pale, and at a glance, four or five smiling men quickly surrounded her. Before Fang Cao could run, he was surrounded by a group. I can't help but say that the other party is sloppy.

"Who are you?" Fang Cao shouted as he resisted, "What do you want to do, don't, you scoundrels...".

"What are you doing, my brother will tell you in a while," he said and touched Fang Cao's face, "Third brother, it seems that today's luck is good", and then a terrifying laugh broke out.

The five men were all dressed in yellow and had the same blood-colored handprint on their backs, which looked like they were from the same organization. The man known as the "third brother" was not ambiguous, looked at the horny brothers, and hurriedly said, "Hurry up, it's too late to go back, and the sixth master should scold again." ”

"Okay, hahaha...", all of them turned into hungry wolves and pounced on Fang Cao. She was already disheveled, with snow-white skin, and her hands were tightly clutched to her chest.

Fang's mother had already come out, but she knelt in front of a few men and kowtowed vigorously: "Please, let my daughter go." ”

Several people ignored such pleas, and seemed to have grown tired of them to the extreme, glaring at them with disgusted eyes from time to time.

"Ah" Fang Cao was almost unable to protect himself. In front of the beast, Fang Cao didn't have the slightest strength to resist, and could only shout to the sky with his heart,

But can God save her?

This is the Heavenly Desolation Domain!?

Just when they had completely controlled Fang Cao and were about to do whatever they wanted. Suddenly, a chill appeared, enveloping Fang Cao.

"Not good", the third brother shouted, and was the first to flash out.

The four guys who reacted slowly, after being controlled by Xue Ling, threw them out and smashed them to the ground.

"It's okay", Huai appeared beside Fang Cao, and by the way, he took out a piece of clothing from the spirit bag and wrapped it around her. Then he came to the third brother who escaped from the range of the snow spirit with lightning speed, flew up with a kick, and flew out of the city. He fell to the ground and vomited blood. It seems that this foot is really not light.

Four brave and one assassin, Huai really didn't pay attention to it.

"Hurry up, hurry up," the four brave men crawled and rolled, grabbed the third brother in horror and ran. Sudden change, the boiled duck was robbed by fellow practitioners. In their eyes, Huaihe and them are a raccoon dog.

Huai watched them flee and didn't chase them, he could have killed them easily, although Huai was angry now, but he didn't want to kill people until he had to, he didn't want to have blood on his hands.

"Try to kill as little as possible," Huai's mind came to mind with the Great Wizard's admonition.

"It's okay, right?" Huai said as he walked to Fang Cao and cared.

Fang Cao shook his head and curled up tightly to the side, tears like beads with broken threads, constantly flowing out, as if there were indelible wounds.

"Why don't you kill them? Is this a survival escape?"