With a loud bang, the white clothes fell to the ground, smashing a large hole in the ground.

Sui Jin followed closely and landed aside, stepping down heavily, and the white-clothed young man who had been embedded in the ground was shaken up by the huge force and flew into the air.

A whip leg with wind and thunder swept over, and Zhuo Yuming shot out like a cannonball.

In the dust, after smashing more than a dozen towering trees in a row, a white dress fell to the ground like a wreck. Zhuo Yuming, who rolled out two or three feet away on the ground, spurted blood from his mouth, and his original snow-white clothes were soaked red. Blood stains mixed with mud and mud, embarrassed.

However, Sui Jin, who was beaten aggrieved by a junior in the Cave Mystery Realm, was depressed in his heart, and swept to Zhuo Yuming's side like a lightning speed, lifting his leg and kicking it hard.

A white light made a long arc in the air and smashed against a stone wall in the distance. When the rubble bursts out, the whole person is embedded in the stone wall.

"Uncle Sui!"

Just as Sui Jin followed closely, considering whether to punch Zhuo Yuming through this slightly thick stone wall, a angry and depraved anger came from behind him.

The old man in black was interrupted, and it was worth putting it away.

The long arm reached out and pulled the bloodied young man out of the stone wall and threw it at his feet.

"Zhuo Gongzi is really extraordinary, his spiritual power is profound, and the means are endless, and the old man has opened his eyes today. Go back to recuperate and cultivate, and the next time you have the opportunity, the old man will feed you again. ”

Yin and Yang weirdly put down a word of praise, Sui Jin turned his head and flew away in the direction of the bamboo building.

Shu Jinran, who was nervous, ran over quickly and helped Zhuo Yuming, who was paralyzed, to sit up. The distressed look on the girl's face was fully revealed, and she didn't care about the dirt, and directly stretched out her dusty snow-white sleeves to carefully wipe the blood stains on Zhuo Yuming's face.

"Uncle Sui is really, isn't it your cultivation in the school, why is it so heavy. Yuming, are you okay, are you hurting badly?"

The concerned woman whispered while wiping her face for her sweetheart.

The concerned woman didn't notice her slightly affectionate title.

Zhuo Yuming, who was paralyzed in the arms of a beauty like a dead dog, barely squeezed out a smile that was more ugly than crying, and his eyes that were already swollen like copper bells looked at the wrinkled little face, and a warm current surged in his heart.

It's not a loss!

"Don't worry, Jinran, I'm fine. It's all trauma, don't worry. ”

The voice was like a gossamer, similar to the feeling of confessing his last words before he died, but there was obviously a trace of joy in his tone that was difficult to hide.

Shu Jinran's eyes were misty, how could she not know that every time Zhuo Yuming opened his mouth to say a word, his body would tremble with pain like a bite of ten thousand insects.

"Uncle Sui is really too much, he actually put such a heavy hand. ”

Shu Jinran, who is in the seven-rank realm, can naturally see that in fact, Zhuo Yuming seems to be half-dead, but Sui Jin's action is actually very measured. With his current physique, this kind of injury will heal in a few days, but the pain is indeed greater.

Zhuo Yuming, who originally looked like he was going to die, suddenly came to his senses when he heard this, and he could even grin a sneer. endured the pain that penetrated deep into the bone marrow, and said indifferently: "You are wrong to blame the Sui seniors, the seniors fought me with the eighth-grade fist power and the nine-grade fist intent, which already made me a lot." ”

This old puppet said that the pressure realm is in the eighth grade, and you can use the ninth rank physique to resist the magic magic, but later, this shameless person directly used the fist intent of the ninth grade. The fist power is eight grades, but is the fist intent of the true realm martial artist so easy to catch?

Zhuo Yuming, who had at least a dozen broken bones on his body, was so angry that his chest rose and fell violently.

Sui Jin, who had returned to the small courtyard, sat at the stone table, looking up at the mountains in the distance, feeling comfortable.

Young people are still not stable enough after all, how can there be a truth in this world that a bone is harder than a fist.

This Returning to the True Realm martial artist suddenly became a little hungry for no reason.

The sky is high and crisp, so it's best to have two drinks.

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After lying in bed for seven or eight days, Zhuo Yuming finally regained his mobility.

During this time, Shu Jinran almost stayed by the bedside, never leaving an inch, serving tea and pouring water, rubbing her shoulders and knocking her back, and acting like a virtuous daughter-in-law. Zhuo Yuming, who enjoyed such a high-standard treatment, felt a trace of gratitude to Sui Jin in his heart.

In order to express her dissatisfaction, the female martial artist has not spoken to Sui Jin for seven or eight days, and even these days, she is just practicing boxing alone, and she is not fed by Sui Jin as usual.

Sui Jin didn't react much to the young lady's cold face, after all, he grew up watching it. How can there be a woman's sweetheart in the world who has been beaten into a pig's head and can still treat each other with a smile. Anyway, when the resentment in my heart is gone, isn't it still the same as usual?

It's just that occasionally I caught a glimpse of Zhuo Yuming lying on the bed in the courtyard, and the villain's smug face when he was carefully taken care of by the girl, and this Jiupin martial artist was angry.

It's sloppy, why did you beat him to bedridden in the first place, isn't this cheap stinky boy for nothing.

The most annoying thing is that one day, Zhuo Yuming actually transmitted the voice of Sui Jin's divine consciousness to Sui Jin, who was sitting in the courtyard and watched coldly, and said thank him for his guidance, and his cultivation has changed a lot.

was so angry that Sui Jin almost couldn't resist punching him to death at that time.

During this period, Zhu Yuan also came to Jinghu Xiaozhu once.

Originally, the female disciples of Jiuyang Mountain just planned to come to find their girlfriends to go out and have some fun. But as soon as he entered the room, he saw Zhuo Yuming, who was tightly wrapped all over his body like a zongzi.

Zhu Yuan inquired curiously, and only then did he learn the truth from Shu Jinran's mouth, and he couldn't stand up with a smile on the spot.

In the words of Zhu Nuxia, it was the first time I saw my son-in-law who was beaten by his father-in-law and couldn't get out of bed.

Zhuo Yuming couldn't help but feel that he and this Zhu Yuan must be a blind date, otherwise why would everything she said sound so comfortable. Son-in-law, isn't it?

In this way, he stayed in Jinghu Xiaozhu for another half a month, just as he was in and out of pairs with his sweetheart every day, and Zhuo Yuming, who was living an extremely happy life, was thinking in his heart whether to continue to stay in Qixia Prefecture, or to take Shu Jinran to Fuyao Prefecture with him, when an unexpected word of mouth came to Jinghu Xiaozhu.

When Granny Li, who always smiled and smiled on weekdays, handed the communication stone to Sui Jin, her expression was extremely dignified.

After Sui Jin read the content, his face was also solemn.

The two called Shu Jinran to another bamboo building for a secret conversation.

This conversation was an afternoon, during which Zhuo Yuming faintly heard Shu Jinran's angry voice several times, as if he was strongly opposing something. knew that it must be about her own father who had never heard her mention it, and Zhuo Yuming also consciously did not snoop on it with his divine sense. It's just that he waited patiently in Shu Jinran's room.

There are some things, he will wait for Shu Jinran to talk to him in person. If she didn't say it, he wouldn't ask.