Two days earlier, Ren Pingsheng, who was an ordinary man, could not gain a foothold in that sea of clouds and fell sharply. During this period, he was wrapped around his body by the lightning like a golden chain, constantly scorching and whipping, and Ren Ping's body was incomplete and scarred. And the direction of the fall is like a bottomless abyss, and the thunder and lightning in the depths are even denser and terrifying, like falling into a bottomless thunder pool.

What kind of nightmare that has been bothering me since I was a child seems to have become a reality. It's just that the thick void in the dream has become a thunder pool of slurry splashing, and as long as a drop touches the body, it will immediately eliminate the muscles and bones, and the heart and lungs will hurt.

Now Ren Pingsheng's body has been beaten, like a rainstorm tilting, or like countless long whips, and his body has long been incomplete.

He had a hunch that in a moment, this not strong body would be left with only a white bone. Ren Pingsheng gritted his teeth and endured the pain, strengthened his mind, and while his eyes were still intact, he forcibly performed a Qi Lookout technique - perhaps the last time in this life.

He intuitively chose a direction, and took advantage of the flash of inspiration like a return to the light; Ren Pingsheng's mind was clear, his mind was in harmony with heaven and earth, and his eyes were full of light!

At the last moment before his consciousness disappeared, Ren Pingsheng was disappointed. There is no gate of the cave that looks like an ancient totem at the pole eye, but only where the lightning originates, the cloud qi condenses and takes root, continuously replenishing the entire sea of clouds. The thunder and lightning essence mixed in the cloud root was entwined and swirled, and finally flowed to the thunder pool below him.

Then, Ren Pingsheng completely lost consciousness.

When he woke up again, he was already lying on the familiar stretcher. However, he did not hear the rescuer shouting the familiar trumpet.

Ren Pingsheng was in a slightly better mood, after all, those strong men shouted trumpets, and whoever heard them was unlucky. But he reacted instantly, his heart sank, and he subconsciously looked at the back of the person in front of him.

The familiar silk embroidered Shu brocade robe, hanging the horseshoe-shaped Jin Ge iron horse waist card.

This kind of waist card is rare in the entire Qingping State. In Fangliang Dao Courtyard, only one person has this waist card.

Lei Zhenyu!

Lei Zhenyu just looked back sideways, and glanced at the poor guy on the stretcher with his spare eyes. didn't say hello, there was a faint "wake up" in his eyes. ”

Usually how to deal with it, Ren Pingsheng can't pull down his face anymore and keep silent.

"Thank you, Second Senior Brother. Why did I ask you to come to your rescue this time?"

"Half a month later, those handymen who were originally responsible for saving people are no longer on the mountain. Carrying a stretcher weighing more than 100 catties on the rugged mountain road, this Tieliuyi arrogant man spoke, his breath was as usual, but his tone was cold, but his voice was actually very good. "So now there are only a few of us volunteers on duty under the clouds. ”

"Oh......" Ren Pingsheng was in a frustrated mood, "Congratulations to Senior Brother Lei." But I don't know how many of the seven chances have already appeared?"

"Thank you. Three servings. This kind of answer is very thunderous, "So if you have sensed it, there are still some opportunities." ”

"In other words, if there is no induction at all, hehe......" Behind him, just hearing his voice and not seeing him, he can feel the sound of smiling flesh and not smiling, Ren Pingsheng knew that it was Zhong Li who partnered with Lei Zhenyu.

Zhong Li will always be so kind to others and treat people with sincerity, "Then listen to my brother's advice." Don't toss, after all, God gives it, and those who know it are all destined by heaven, and it is useless to force it. Like me, Zhong Li, after tossing for so many days, I have gained a sense of self-knowledge. We are not the pride of heaven like my senior brother. People are self-aware, this old saying is older than the three of us combined. Right, brother?"

Lei Zhenyu didn't take a stubble. He doesn't reject this kind of sycophant without a trace, but he can't say how he likes it.

Ren Pingsheng can only suffer secretly

Laugh. The Sword of Sorrow is still lost in the secret realm, and he has no way to retreat now. Of course, even if there is a way out, as long as there is still an opportunity not to appear in the world, he may not have that self-knowledge in his life.

"I don't know the two senior brothers, have you seen Li Xilian?" Ren Pingsheng, who wanted to be silent, couldn't help but ask again.

Lei Zhenyu's footsteps did not slow down at all, but he turned around, with a rare smile on his face, "I haven't seen it yet." Zhong Lishu and Zhou Cheng came down. What, got separated?"

"Those two guys, who look the most unsuccessful, walked down on their own. Zhong Li was unwilling to be lonely and added.

Ren Pingsheng said "um" to Lei Zhenyu, and then didn't speak again.

"Then Li Xilian's chances will be much greater than yours. Lei Zhenyu said.

Ren Pingsheng looked at each other like looking at a monster, "You're not afraid of revealing the secret of heaven?"

Lei Zhenyu sneered, turned his head and said as he walked, "Your current sword is a bit decent." It's an object worthy of a swordsman. ”

Ren Pingsheng was dissatisfied, but he didn't bother to respond. After all, it was someone else who saved him, if he still went online in this kind of thing, so as not to be too petty.

Zhong Li seemed to see through his thoughts, and was busy with things, "Don't get me wrong." Senior brother didn't have the heart to peep into other people's swords. It's just that I want to carry you down the mountain, and I can't let you have such a big sword box hanging behind your back. Senior brother has great powers, and with a soft fist that splits the air, he easily lifted you off the ground and landed on the stretcher. But these bits and pieces of your body, I have to take them off one by one with my hands. As soon as the hand slipped, the sword box opened. You don't lock it, who is to blame?"

Ren Pingsheng said lightly, "The swordsman relies on swordsmanship. With the advantage of the sword, what kind of swordsman is he? ”

Lei Zhenyu didn't seem to intend to take advantage of this kind of advantage, and replied, "Ren Pingsheng, that day you think you can ask me about the sword, and I will take your sword first." ”

"Why?" Ren Pingsheng didn't appreciate it.

"For I have seen your house. Lei Zhenyu said, "But my opponent, few people have seen my details." ”

"Rarely, that's it. "This kind of demolition is very underwhelming. Ren Pingsheng has been used to "underbeating" since he was a child.

Lei Zhenyu's expression was awe-inspiring and silent. The last time he came back from a study trip, he often dreamed of a remote town in the Gobi, a hotel opened by the Helian barbarians, and saw a tall and thin man who described him as withered.

Occasionally, he would dream of a man who was as indifferent as a judge of Hades, kneeling in front of him, prostrating his head again and again, begging for mercy.

"Actually, you haven't seen my family. Ren Pingsheng said coldly.

"So, after Fu Tongrui, I will ask you for a sword, but you don't have to take a sword first. ”

Lei Zhenyu didn't answer again, and acquiesced to the challenge.

As expected, at the mountain crossing, there was no more care, and Mr. Pang was on duty, and of course there was no one to help the people who were carried down the mountain.

Originally, on the mountain road, Lei Zhenyu had proposed that Ren Pingsheng should stay in the house he rented in Luoma City if it was inconvenient to go home.

In fact, Ren Pingsheng is like this now, let alone going back to Anvil Mountain, he doesn't even have the ability to walk off the stretcher alone. It's just that he still declined Lei Zhenyu's kindness, and claimed that he only needed to carry himself to the proud restaurant in Baizhuyuan.

I never thought that as soon as I arrived at the Dog Trail Lake, I saw two teenagers, one fat and one thin, looking anxious. When the two teenagers saw Ren Pingsheng on the stretcher, their expressions were different, but they both reacted very quickly and took the stretcher from Lei Zhenyu and Zhong Li.

The two mountain spirits who incarnated as boys, of course Lei Zhenyu could see it, not to mention that they had met in the battle of Yaoshan, and they were acquaintances.

Wu Chunmang walked in front, and Xie Liuyi carried behind. After Wu Chunmang applied Ren Pingsheng's unique wound medicine to Ben Weitang, the bone-piercing wound only stopped bleeding slightly, but there was no sign of adhesive muscle. This kind of injury is now unheard of by Wu Chunmang, who is now known as the little miracle doctor in Luoma City. So he was anxious, and he was busy on the road, just wanting to rush to the quiet room of the infirmary as soon as possible and discuss the diagnosis and treatment strategy with the master.

It's not that I'm afraid that this injury will leave any hidden dangers, but I'm afraid that it will drag on for a long time and miss the master's big event.

Xie Liu, on the other hand, lowered his head and carried the stretcher all the way, without squinting, as if he was deliberately not recognized. It's just that when Lei Zhenyu said goodbye and left, Xie Liuzhi turned around, raised his eyes slightly in an extremely concealed way, and looked at the man's back with two grim afterglows.

I never thought that the rich boy who was pure in martial arts seemed to be in a sense, and suddenly turned his head and looked at him coldly. Xie Liu immediately lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, reflecting the afterglow of the setting sun, and walked until he walked to the medical hall, without looking up again.

Although it was twilight, the clinic was still overcrowded. These patients, who saw the absence of the doctor and hurriedly carried the wounded back, were relieved and immediately terrified.

In the land of the wild border, who has not been wounded and left blood?

But the person who is injured like this, and who hasn't died yet, really no one has ever seen it!

Therefore, all the patients did not embarrass Wu Chunmang, but only quietly moved out of the way, so that the young doctor could carry the stretcher through.

The door to the quiet room slammed shut, followed by the barrage of chatter.

"That kid is not good at first glance, he looks like a dog, his clothes are shiny, and this kind of person has the darkest heart. Today's boss suffered this crime, most likely because he first made a slap in the back. If it weren't for the boss's injuries, I would have cleaned him up just now. Kill or not kill and say two, at least let him lie down with the boss for a few days......"

Wu Chunmang wanted to help Ren Pingsheng sit up, but there was no complete muscle left, and he really couldn't start, so he was so anxious that he was sweating profusely.

However, after Ren Pingsheng applied the medicine, he relieved his breath, struggled a few times, and spoke out to stop Xie Liu's chatter.

Xie Liu stopped the topic with the momentum of reining in the precipice, and then the conversation changed, and his chest crackled, "Boss, you are half a month old when you go up the mountain, you must be hungry; I'm going to find the best restaurant on the street, find out their best cook, and bring it back to you while it's hot......"

"Come on. You leave me alone and don't yell, it's a big help. "Wu Chunmang rarely sees a red neck.

Xie Liu was stunned for a moment, and looked at the boss on the stretcher with an inquiring look.

"Get back, as fast as you can. Ren Pingsheng was more straightforward, "Find a few people who are fast and carry that old ancestor over." ”

"Gotcha. ”

It's quiet.

The elder brother, who had to go to the hospital to help every day after class, also arrived in the ashram at this time. Knowing that the injury on Ren Pingsheng's body was not an ordinary flesh and skin injury, but a certain kind of Dao manifestation of the magic work. Limited to the realm, or the path of the Dharma is different, Fang Mao is also helpless.

The old ancestor didn't wait for the little ones to come over with the sliding rods. Xie Liu had just gone out when an old man dressed in a gossip robe and with two whiskers appeared out of thin air in a corner outside the medical hall. The old hexagram master was still holding the hexagram flag with one hand, and slapped the white robe a few times with the other hand, which seemed to be dusting, but it was clumsy, and there was a sudden wind and dust of the rivers and lakes all over his body.