Halfway through the ugly time, Su Luhuan only felt that her whole body was under the ice of thousands of zhang, and her ears were filled with the sound of rain falling with the wind, her eyelids were very heavy, and she felt that her whole body was cold, and even the breath exhaled under her nose was like ice water slapping on her cheeks.

After a long time, she only felt a true qi snaking out of her heart, like a wisteria flower. The true anger was a naughty monkey, ignoring the pain of her life hanging by a thread at the moment, Wu Zi's heart jumped to her heart, followed by her limbs, she couldn't help but 'ah', and raised her hand vigorously, wanting to help her temples to relieve the pain. In a trance, she felt that her wrists were weak and tired, and there seemed to be a few finches around her heart that kept jumping and moaning, and they jumped and jumped to the limbs, but they were not finches, but her own green tendons. Although his eyelids were heavy, he became more and more aware that the blood around his body was gradually freezing.

After a long time, the domineering true qi flowing in it seemed to have warmed up a little, and slowly melted back to her heart from her limbs, and her faint and distant thoughts gradually became clear, and she opened her eyes widely, sat up quickly, and looked around, a little dazed. She felt as if she had been crushed by a boulder in her chest, and she couldn't help but let out another 'oops', and blood vomited from her mouth.

She looked back at the ghost sitting next to her, and saw that her face was even more pale than before the transmission, and she couldn't help but feel ashamed and unspeakable, so she had to spin her legs off the bed and want to step out of this direction.

There was another terrible groan, and she realized that although her limbs could move, they were not very called by her, and in just a few steps, they were like the tip of a knife, and they trembled step by step.

The voice of the ghost in his ears became more and more desolate: "Although I am not the supreme master in the world, but I am almost seventy percent of my strength, just with your shallow foundation, if I can move like thunder and lightning at this moment, wouldn't it be useless for me!"

Su Luhuan's face was not shocked, but he slowly raised his hand and pushed a palm, although his arm strength was a little weak, but it was indeed easier than before, between coming and going, his body seemed to be supported by a gentle colored cloud, and his shot was very cool.

The world's martial arts, different paths to the same road, people from young children, practice martial arts, if the internal force is rising, the body is more light, which is why the master is light, and the last martial artist is the reason why the foot is heavy.

She was silent, hanging her hands silently on the side, waiting for a little more active around her, walking in front of the ghost with difficulty, kneeling on the ground, bowing three times, and then said: "The little woman should not be favored by her predecessors, but there is a difficulty, I need to borrow your help, and please rest assured, I am willing to wait for me, the seniors are invited, the younger generations are fighting for their lives, and they will do it for you." ”

The ghost's eyes were like sinking into the sea, and he raised his hand and said, "Get up." ”

Su Luhuan stood according to the sound, but his legs trembled, like a cloud that would be blown away by a strong wind at any time.

Oni pointed to the wooden chair at her feet, and raised her eyes to signal that she didn't have to be so respectful.

Su Luhuan nodded lightly, did not refuse, walked and slowly bent down and sat firmly, spit out a long breath, and the chest was heavy and slightly relaxed.

The ghost didn't look at her, and asked in a faint voice, "Have you ever heard of the poison of the bones?"

Su Luhuan's face turned pale, and he opened his mouth for a moment, but no sound came out.

"Seems to know. Ghost Tu raised his arm lightly, and his tone was as light as a cloud, "The poison of the devil is called 'Owl Bone', one of the nine strange poisons in the world, and it is made by --- Tang Jing, the master of poison refining in the Medicine King Valley. The people in the rivers and lakes have nothing to worry about, their roots are like duckweed, for money, fame, profit, and for the collection of divine achievements, and they do everything they can. That Tang Jingben regarded this poison as the most proud work in his life, and saw that because of his own strength, martial arts disputes gradually arose, even though he was not a martial arts person, he slowly tasted some dangerous breath, so he began to develop an antidote two years after the poison came out. Those who relied on this to take people's lives, forcibly take wealth, authority, and miraculous ghosts, where were they willing to let him cut off the road of advancement in front of him, so the disaster was reversed, and on a stormy night, a large number of culvert burrs were concluded to forcibly break into the valley. And the Yaowang Valley also followed the fireworks in the sky that night, and the barren mountain streams fell into ashes, sacrificing the eight mountains of Kyushu. The name of the Medicine King Valley gradually faded out of the word of mouth of the younger generations. After many years of turmoil in the rivers and lakes, as the 'bones' left in the rivers and lakes became scarcer and rarer, this poison gradually ceased to be known. ”

The house is standing at the mouth of the mountain stream, without a single brick or tile, mostly adobe wooden beams, and it is a dim yellow color, and at this moment, all the furnishings in the house seem to gradually become smaller, and in the corner of Su Lu's phantom eyes, it is gradually confused and hidden, and there is only boundless thrill and unbearability left in her dark pupils.

After a long time, she said, "If it's a good doctor..."

The ghost smiled bitterly and interrupted her: "There is only one 'plover bone' left in the world, and it has been stirred into flesh and blood in my abdomen at this moment. ”

Su Lu's illusion stopped.

"Even if the Venerable Master is here, I'm afraid there is nothing I can do!" added Ghost Tu vaguely.

Su Lu hallucinated, raised his eyes and nodded his head, but felt that his body was weak and a little heavier.

As soon as the wind moved, the candle flame on the table dripping oil made two crisp 'pops', and the flames swayed from side to side, making the quiet atmosphere in the room even more poignant.

The ghost frowned, and said: "It is not easy for me to live so far, if there is any more reckless action, the venom will spread to the heart and lungs, I am afraid that I will not be able to wait for the day I see her, and I will already stand still." The cold wind blew in the window lattice, she covered her mouth with her bare hands, coughed lightly a few times, and barely suppressed the fishy sweetness in her throat.

Su Luhuan thought to himself: "The poison of this 'obe bone' is rumored to be like a gossamer, clinging to the bone meridians, and moving like thousands of thin blades at the same time to remove bones and cut flesh, which is equivalent to Ling Chi, these days have been fighting with people repeatedly, and I don't know how she is strong." ”

She saw that the ghost's body was getting thinner and thinner, as fragile as the moonlight of the mountain stream, and her delicate body was hidden in the wide-sleeved robe, becoming more and more lonely and lonely, and her heart was unbearable for a while, and there was a heat flow in the pupil frame that swarmed outward.

She thought about it, stabilized her mind, and finally said quietly: "Aunt Han, there is still something that Huan'er has not explained to you. ”

The ghost was only slightly stunned, and quickly asked again, "What's the matter?"

Su Luhuan whispered what she and Yan Mubai had experienced in Helan Mountain Fort at the moment, and when it came to the two dry bones, she thought about it a few times before she fully explained the matter.

After listening to her quietly, the expression on her face flickered with the faint light, but she didn't howl, and after a long time, she sighed and said, "After many years, there have been results, but listening to you with my own ears is also a matter of my heart, thank you for informing." ”

Su Luhuan's heart couldn't help but feel even more sore, and he didn't know what to say to comfort her for a while, so he just nodded his head and replied vaguely: "That's good!"

Ghost Tu said again: "Now I only have three successes, I can only protect myself, after rescuing Xuanyue, I am afraid that the poison will enter the cavity and lungs, and the medicine stone will be useless." Revenge can only be entrusted to you. After speaking, she lifted the wide hem of her clothes and silently handed over the fine juan who had been spliced under the hem, "This is the only copy of the recorded text that Qiu Ying'an said, and she really didn't guess wrong, my mother is the one who has been passed down from generation to generation since Mr. Hanye." The ghost uncles of the past dynasties in the door either really have the surname 'Han', or they are married to the real descendants of the Han clan to become Qin and Jin. ”

Su Luhuan couldn't help but have an intuition that was absurd, and he only heard the ghost continue to say: "There is an allusion passed down by word of mouth, saying that the reason why Mr. Hanye was able to make a name for himself in the martial arts and create this great feat was not to fight against the righteous path of the rivers and lakes at first, but to gather the martial arts, raise his arms, raise troops to attack the imperial city, change the flag, and change the country. ”

This is a bit unusual, most of the people in the rivers and lakes call themselves heroic heroes, and most of Yu Weiwei's imperial power is disdainful, hearing this, Su Luhuan can't help but despise that cold leaf even more, and even his eyes can't help but show some disdain.

But thinking about his identity, and thinking that Siren has passed away, but still benefits himself at the moment, he feels that he is not only like a monk who eats all directions, but also like a mean ghost who only eats fat and loses thin, and the nails hidden in the wide cuffs can't help but turn into thorns and shave himself.

"According to my mother, this man is a royal vein, but no one knows whether it is true or not, but then he disappeared before the uprising began. ”

Hearing this, Su Luhuan finally understood why the Han family was destined to be passed down from generation to generation, and thinking that these could only be the pedantic thoughts of pursuing 'bloodline orthodoxy' in Mr. Hanye's thoughts.

The ghost said, "You come here and keep these things in mind." ”

Seeing that Su Luhuan was a little hesitant, she said again: "I pass on your kung fu, you are driven by me, it is very fair, who knows that you will not miss a little life because of this." You're just a knife in my hand now, so you don't have to worry about yourself!"

Su Luhuan replied in a low voice, 'yes', stared at his toes and waited, feeling that his true qi was gradually calming down, and after his body recovered, he cautiously moved forward, bent down and recited carefully.

After Su Luphant's jaw was raised, the ghost used his sleeve as a broom, swept the fine juan into the basin, and twisted his fingers, such as a sharp blade, the swaying candle flame from light to dark, and from dark to light, the wind entered, the fire in the basin was vigorous, and it was burning.

"Aunt Han, what are you?" Su Lu was shocked.

"The ups and downs of a sect, not only to the vast rivers and lakes to bring impact, but also represents the transformation and migration of an era, now the gods and ghosts are gradually declining, belonging to its era is about to end, even if this work really has earth-shaking power, but also need to hold the person has the ability to pass through the heavens and latitudes, so as to complement each other, if this thing falls into the hands of ghosts and others, with them to commit unspeakable sins, the rivers and lakes will be turned into a nest burning purgatory, then it is better to hand it over to you, at least it will not harm the disciples in the door. "The ghost is telling.

Su Luhuan nodded, although it was a pity, he also felt that this was reasonable.