Chapter Ninety-Eight: It's You!
Lin Ming felt his eyelids weak, and it seemed that he was about to close them at any time.
His heart was empty, and it was strange that he didn't have the slightest fear.
That's right, don't forget, in this life, he came as a time-traveler.
"Lao Tzu has died once, what else is there to be afraid of. Thinking of this, Lin Ming was also relieved, and his courage suddenly grew a lot.
The Prison Demon Chain, as the name suggests, can be seen simply by listening to the name.
This is a magic weapon with the power to imprison demons.
If an ordinary monk is entangled, it will be difficult to get out.
And right now, Lin Ming is using his situation to confirm this statement.
Lin Ming tried his best, his body was about to be emptied, but he still couldn't shake the iron chain.
Seeing this, Lin Ming sighed, and his heart was even more lost.
"What's special, what sword saint inheritance, what immortal god body, what sword spirit, when it comes to the critical moment, they all drop the chain. Lin Ming could be said to be mad with anger deep down in his heart, he was about to be speechless, no matter how he tried, he would inevitably fail in the end.
In this way, under the emotions of unwillingness and anger, Lin Ming unconsciously sprouted a faint sleepiness.
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Next.
The sky was bright, and the air was still shrouded in wind and snow, bleak, and there was a kind of poignant beauty.
In a very simple mansion, in a firewood room, thick smoke was rising at this time.
Soon after, the door was pushed open, and a Taoist boy cautiously carried a medicine pot and walked away alone on the snow.
In the long wind and rain, Dao Tong's back was slightly thin, as if the wind was a little stronger, it could roll him up.
Daotong finally stopped outside the room where Gongsun Zhenqiao lived.
"Master!" Dao Tong didn't dare to be reckless, and called softly.
In the room, only a few coughs came from after half a ring.
"Wood, can the medicine needed for the teacher be cooked?" Gongsun Zhenqiu's face turned pale and he was in a very bad state.
"Master, this clover is really so magical, it can bring people back to life?" Dao Tong took a deep breath, and after entering the room, he didn't even dare to breathe.
Because the person who lives inside is his master, a person who can influence his life and death, in his memory, the master is like a shadow, shrouding his soul all the time.
Dao Tong didn't care about what crime the young man who was imprisoned in the secret room had committed and what kind of punishment he would encounter in the future, because he knew that even if the truth was revealed, he could not do anything about it.
In this wasteland with harsh living conditions, self-preservation is a problem that everyone needs to face.
"Ahem!" Gongsun Zhenqiao looked very seriously injured, but this time he was bleeding, and his expression was hideous and terrifying.
Dao Tong couldn't help but shudder, he saw that the master's eyes were bloodshot, and it seemed that there was a wave of anger that could not be contained.
At this time, the atmosphere was oppressive, and only muffled voices echoed throughout the room.
Gongsun Zhenqi got up, walking with a slight limp, after a night of recuperation, his meridians have been disrupted, waiting to be broken and then stand.
"After the old man recovers from his injury, it seems that he still has to be in danger, otherwise it will be difficult to break through. Gongsun Zhenqi said secretly, his face was pale, and after picking up the medicine pot, he leaned down again, and slowly fell the hot medicinal juice to the wooden bowl next to him.
Immediately afterwards, Gongsun Zhen frowned and drank it in pain.
"It's so bitter!" Gongsun Zhenqian wiped his lips and couldn't help but grit his teeth.
Clover is a very precious medicinal material, which has the effect of curing diseases and pains, but the after-effects are also serious, not only the taste is bitter, but also for a long time, so that the monk's qi and blood are slightly weaker than usual.
After Gongsun Zhenqi drank it, it was obvious that his face was much better, and he could already see some bloodshots.
However, the good times did not last long, and slowly, Gongsun Zhen's poor face turned extremely pale.
With his current situation, he has no strength in the Yuan Infant Realm at all, and he is afraid that even a Great Perfection Realm immortal family can threaten his life.
"At present, the strength that the old man can exert is less than thirty percent of the past, and if an enemy comes at this time, I am afraid that there will be a fear for his life. Gongsun Zhen said poorly.
After thinking about it, Gongsun Zhenqiao thought that for the sake of insurance, he had to invite a few old friends to come over and protect him.
The Demon Sect is located on the top of the famous mountain "Heavenly Demon Mountain", and the highest peak "Blood Demon Peak" is the place where the sect leader and the core figures of the power of the sect live, and it is rumored that there are more than 100,000 people in the Demon Sect, even if it is the main city and the Xiuzhen sect, they may not be able to fight with it.
Shout!
Gongsun Zhenqiao suddenly rose into the air, and in an instant, his body flew out through the window.
Dao Tong shook his head when he saw this, as if he had gotten used to it.
After cleaning the room, he also left, heading straight for the secret room.
"It's been a night, and I don't know if that young man is still alive now?" said Dao Tong, who was talking about the master's magic weapon "Prison Demon Chain".
The chamber was built underground, damp and lightless, lit only by a few oil lamps.
When the stone wall was opened, the wind howled, and the temperature in the chamber dropped suddenly.
"It's you!" Lin Ming smiled, looked at the Dao Tong who was walking over, and said in a low voice.
Dao Tong said: "How did you survive last night?"
Lin Ming said: "No, no, no! In my eyes, this is like a workout in life. ”
Dao Tong hesitated for a moment and said in a deep voice: "Then your mentality is really optimistic. ”
Lin Ming smiled and said, "Wood, at what age did you enter Gongsun Zhen's poor sect?"
Dao Tong said: "The specific time is no longer traceable, anyway, since I can remember, I have often followed the master's side." ”
Lin Ming said: "Have you ever thought that one day, you will get out of the master's control and be a good person?"
Dao Tong said: "I didn't think about leaving the master, in short, where the master went, I would follow!"
After speaking, Dao Tong's eyes were filled with doubts, and the whole person was extremely wooden at this moment, just like his name.
"Do you know what kind of place the Demon Sect is?" Lin Ming gasped, hoping that he could awaken this child's conscience.
However, Dao Tong stopped speaking for a while, as if he was in deep thought.
Lin Ming continued to persuade, because he really didn't want to see that this child's conscience would be stifled, and eventually he would be ruined by the Demon Sect for life.
"Ahh
It could be seen that he was in great pain at this time.
"It's useless, there are some things, it's not that you don't want to see and listen, it doesn't exist. Lin Ming shook his head and said.
"I beg you, don't say it again!" Dao Tong's eyes were filled with tears, and deep in his heart, heaven and man were fighting, and different voices sounded.