Chapter 3: Under the Hundred Grass Gate (4)

The non-presumptuous people were shocked when they saw those swarthy and dull flying needles as fine as cow's hair, knowing that this was the unique life-killing magic needle of the master of Baicaomen, and they would definitely die if they were stained, and said: "Since this needle appears here, there must be a more powerful character lurking in the left near." www.biquge.info"I didn't have time to think about it, so I hurriedly rolled my palm on the spot and avoided it. When he got up, he found that his palms were sore and painful, and when he looked down, he saw a pair of palms that seemed to be blown up, the skin was almost transparent, and the blood vessels could be distinguished.

Jing Shangxin reluctantly sat up, only to feel that his whole body was about to burst, his body was as uncomfortable as turning over the river and the sea, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out, and he couldn't sit still anymore, and he fell to the ground. The girl Jing Ling hurriedly picked up Jing Shangxin and cried: "Second grandfather, you can't die, what should I do if you die?" Jing Shangxin pointed to his arms and said weakly: "Medicine, take the medicine for me." Jing Ling hurriedly took out various medicine bottles from his arms, and knew that there was a great tonic soul rejuvenating pill from his own sect, so he immediately took one and stuffed it into the mouth of the second grandfather, for fear that the medicine was not enough, and wanted to take one more. Jing Shangxin shook his head and signaled not to eat more.

After half a pillar of incense, Jing Shang's poisonous pale face turned purple and black, turned ruddy again, and let out a few farts in succession, before secretly breathing a sigh of relief and said: "Hey, I haven't seen you for a few years, I can't imagine that this thief's internal strength has advanced to the point, and the old man almost reimbursed an old life." Jing Ling said happily: "Second grandfather, don't worry, when you heal your injuries, we will go to Wudang Mountain and get the color head back." ”

Jing Shangxuan sneered: "He is not much better. The thief was poisoned by my corpse, and ran down the mountain like this, but I was afraid that he would die of poison before he could reach the foot of the mountain. Jing Ling said hatefully: "It's just cheaper than this demon road." Pointing to Ji Yiming and Feng Zidu, who were lying on the ground, he asked, "Second Grandpa, what should I do with these two guys?" Do you send them to see King Yama?" Jing Shangxin shook his head and said: "Don't be busy, that kid is deeply poisoned by snakes, see if he is dead?" Jing Ling smiled: "He took the second grandfather's elixir, how could he die so easily?" Jing Shangxuan sighed and said: "Take him away, I am afraid that some things in this sect will still fall on him, and it is inconvenient for him to die for the time being." The other one, well, the second grandfather and his master Cang Hongshang have a little friendship, so they let it go. ”

Jing Ling pouted and said: "The second grandfather is the heart of the Bodhisattva, just kill it, it's clean, and no one knows." Jing Shang shouted poisonously: "Ling'er can't mess around. I was really afraid that this good granddaughter would suddenly release a flying needle and take the lives of those two, so she stood up straight, took Fengzi under her armpit, and said, "Let's go." "Walking down the mountain from the same way, the internal force is eventually damaged, and the walk is very slow. Jing Ling had no choice but to follow down the mountain, still indignant in his heart, and kicked Ji Yiming's ass hard when he left, only to relieve some resentment.

The finger power of the non-delusional Taoist is very heavy, and the penetration is extremely deep, until night falls, Ji Yiming Fang broke through the sealed acupoint by luck. Standing on the cool breeze hill, looking at the heavy night, he couldn't help but feel a lot of sorrow, this time after life and death, he felt a lot, but the thoughts in his heart were always undiminished, remembering many, many past events.