However, it was said that Ge Fei was rescued by the youngest beloved daughter of Dark Yangzi, and now he is recuperating from his injuries in the Luoyan Valley stronghold in Qinghe Town, and he cannot return to the Luoyan Valley headquarters for the time being. There's nothing to tell about the story after that, and next, it's the seriously injured medicine mountain.

On that day, Lingyu died in Qinghe Town, and Yaoshan also fainted due to serious injuries, and he didn't know it at all. The water just kept holding the spirit jade that had lost its breath. He was covered in wounds but he didn't feel anything, and all kinds of pain in his consciousness trapped him here, unable to move.

The day dawned, and it went dark again, and so on.

It was dark and bright, one after another.

Grief had made him forget the pain, the hunger, and then a burning hatred. The burn made his eyes blood-red and his whole body tremble. He vowed to slaughter all the people who were cold guests, no matter what method he used, no matter whether it was in line with the morality of the world. And he wants to cut Leng Sandao with a thousand knives, and what happened to Lingyu must be doubled back to him.

However, fortunately, there have been no enemies in the past few days, and they should all have been evacuated from the mountain. He probably didn't expect that the people of the various sects had already evacuated quickly when they came down from the mountain, and they didn't want to stay in the angry mountain at all, and the items they had snatched from the mountain were also quickly divided.

Whisk didn't know how long he would stay here, and he looked up at the pale sky feebly. This is the only place I can stay in now. I don't know where I can go or where I want to go. Just stay here all the time.

For him, time has always been frozen here. It wasn't until a man came that he was rescued from the abyss of sorrow.

That day, the water that had not eaten for three days was still holding the cold Lingyu. Gradually, I heard footsteps outside the room.

The footsteps were thick, but there was a hint of weakness in them.

After many days of immobile water, his body was about to stick to the cold ground, and there was no way to get up at all. The numbness in my legs was so sick that I didn't feel it. It's just that I feel completely unconscious from the waist down, and I'm like an emperor who has lost his territory, and he can only slowly try to strengthen those lost territories.

In the face of the steady footsteps, he was not afraid in his heart, but accepted the reality more and more.

Even if he dies now, what is there to regret, presumably he just has no hand to kill the enemy. The man pushed the door open and entered, as if he knew that the water was here, and stood straight behind the water.

The water breeze knew that it was the person who came from the Wild Goose Valley, and when the person had not come in, there was a faint black gas in the air, although there was no murderous aura in it, but the water breeze also knew that it was not good.

"Whisk water, huh?" the voice was so old that it sounded like the man was about to die.

Fushui didn't answer, and he didn't want to answer, and he had accepted his ending lightly in his heart.

The man seemed to be aware of the mind of the water, and he was not in a hurry to answer, but just found a chair and put it in front of him, and said lightly after a long time: "Ten years younger, the green bamboo is bright red, and the white head is white today, how can you go back and forth?" As if talking to himself, looking at the old man's appearance, he didn't seem to wait for the answer of the water.

The old man sat on the chair very comfortably, looked at the back of the water, and said comfortingly: "I'm not here to kill you, I'm here to help you!"

Whisking the water and laughing, he said with some contempt: "My heart is dead, no one can save me, if you want to kill or chop, don't say more!"

"Child, aren't you alive and die now, what life and death are you talking about, what life and death have you experienced, are you worthy of talking about life and death in front of me?" Although the man's expression did not change, his words were thunderous, and the more he spoke, the tougher he became, and his heart trembled.

"You" was shocked by his words, and didn't know what to say for a while. "How do you know I'm here!"

"Oh!" the old man was a little interested when he heard this, sat up slightly straight, and said, "Three days ago, a junior came to me and asked me to save you, so I knew that you were here!"

Of course, the water knows who the junior in the old man's mouth is, that is the strong twilight. mentioned him, and Fushui was even more hateful in his heart.

"You don't have to save me, I don't need anyone's pity!" said Shui Shui was also very tough, and it seemed that the man had crushed Shui Shui's self-esteem.

"Boy, do you hate my junior very much, do you want to kill him!?"

Whisk Shui was told by what he said, and he didn't know how to answer. "What right do I have to hate him, his Dao is above me, presumably the occult master is not his opponent, what ability do I have to kill him?"

"Then you are here to give up on yourself, what a disappointment to me!" The old man also pretended to be very disappointed, so that he could imagine the old man's expression without looking back.

"Forget it, I don't want to say anything more, if you don't kill me, just leave quickly. Whisk said impatiently.

When the old man heard this, he sighed, got up and patted the dust off his body. Feng Yunyun said lightly: "From that Dao Fa, don't say it, it's just a puppet with ghost ink on your body, and the occult art is upright all your life, but the Dao is not worth mentioning, and there is no need to say more about Leng Sandao, it seems that your heart is dead, and there is no one to save at all, so you can give up on yourself here!"

After hearing this, Fushui suddenly became interested, but the old man's footsteps had quickly left this place, and gradually disappeared into Fushui's ears. Fushui was anxious in his heart, and shouted: "Old man, I am willing to go with you, I am willing to go with you!" seemed to fight the last bit of strength, and shouted hoarsely. He somehow changed his mind at the last moment, changed his self-abandoning situation, what is the use of going on like this, it is just a waste of his life.

How could the old man not be tempted when he said something like that? Listening to that tone, the occult art is just as small as an ant, and the people of the Leng clan don't need to say much, it's not worth mentioning at all.

Think about yourself, why do you want to be snubbed, watching your favorite woman die in front of you, there is no way to struggle at all. At that time, it was a person who was feeling helpless and feeling great pain.

The old man listened to his shout, and did not turn back, but stopped and asked, "Have you thought about it?"

Whisk the water and put the spirit jade aside, which was very laborious. Not only did my legs become numb to the point that I didn't feel anything, but even my arms, which had not moved for a long time, fell into numbness. The slightest movement will cause bursts of pain in the muscles of the arm, as if the muscles in the arms have been torn apart.

"Think about it again, master come and save me!" shouted Shui Dasheng.

When the old man heard this, he smiled faintly, and turned back with a smile. Returning to the ruins, looking at the very hard brushing water, he first slapped his back. That palm contained all kinds of vitality, all of which were injected into the body of the water. It's just that the old man's vitality is a blue-black filament, presumably, his vitality is not so strong.

When that vitality filled into the atrium of the water, you could obviously feel that your heart was beating faster, and countless vitality was transmitted from your atrium to all parts of your body along the blood, and a warm current also flowed throughout your body. That feeling is like the Tao is improving, and it is a thousand miles a day. It is like the waves of a great river, rushing away endlessly. No matter how carefully you feel it, it is like a snow-capped mountain turning into water, endlessly, but it moisturizes any skin on your body all the time.

The old man walked around in front of him, half-crouching in front of him. It was only then that he could clearly see who the old man was. I saw that his head was full of silver threads, but the wrinkles on his face were gone, but the traces of the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes disappeared. Could it be that he has already practiced the art of rejuvenating his youth? The silver white hair did not make the old man look old, but on the contrary, he looked so energetic and energetic. But this old man gives people the feeling that he has lived for a long time, and there is no convincing power of the elders at all to move the occult arts.

When Fushui saw the old man's face, he couldn't help but show surprise.

The old man smiled, stretched out his hand and helped the Lingyu in his arms very carefully, and gradually put it on the bed where the medicine mountain had been lying.

"Don't be surprised, you'll know who I am as soon as I tell me!" the old man smiled slightly, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes appeared, which did not look obvious at all at that time. "I'm the ghost flash of Falling Goose Valley!!"

Ghost Flash!

The name of the ghost flash is like thunder.

Fushui hurriedly stepped forward and bowed, "I've seen my predecessors!"

"What seniors are not predecessors, I have lived for so long, I don't care about these mundane etiquette, you don't have to be so polite!" Ghost Flash said very smoothly.

After saying that, Ghost Flash took out some dry food from his baggage, reached out and handed it to the water.

The whisk was injected by the vitality of the ghost flash, and at this time he was already able to move slightly, and swallowed a large piece of dry food in a few bites. The eyes were filled with two lines of tears. The sorrow and pain of these days are all vented along with these tears.

Perhaps, this is the only way for a boy to grow into a man, and to go through pain to mature. Silent sadness is the best expression of a man's sadness.

After eating some dry food, there was gradually a warm current in his body, and with his own vitality, he struggled to stand up from the ground. It's just that his feet tremble, as if a gust of wind could blow them down.

Ghost Flash had the heart to help him, but he stretched out his hand to signal that he didn't need to, so it took a while for Feira to walk up to Lingyu's side, stretching out a hand to gently wipe the ashes from her face. But at this time, Lingyu's face was no longer bloody, and her whole body was already stiff. His pale face was covered with countless wounds, and he looked so bitter that it felt. The wound on her body also pierced his heart. I couldn't help but have two lines of tears in my eyes.

Something suddenly occurred to him, and he suddenly turned around, his trembling legs threatening to knock him down at any moment. But he was resolute in his consciousness, and there was an irresistible strength in his countenance.

"Ghost Flash, can I take her with me?" said Fushui very sincerely.

Ghost Flash looked bitter and said, "Child, she is dead, let's bury her here, don't let her suffer from the bumps." ”

Fushui was a little unwilling, and said stubbornly: "How can there be any bumps, she is the happiest to be with me, she loves me the most, how can I leave her." ”

"Hey!" Ghost Flash said reluctantly, "Child, go into the ground, don't be willful!" Ghost Flash said in the end, like a gentle parent to persuade a disobedient child.

"She must want to be with me, I know her, I know her, I can't just let her here!" said Shui Shui, his expression gradually became excited, and tears gradually gathered in his eyes. After saying this, he turned his head to himself and looked at the motionless Lingyu with gentle eyes, hoping to hear something from her mouth to affirm his words.

Ghost Flash looked at him and lowered his head weakly. I didn't expect that I had lived for so many years, and I thought that there was no opponent in the world, but now I really pity this child, and I didn't expect that there would be such an infatuated man. But even so, there was no way for him to resurrect the dead. Looking at the water that was gradually becoming crazy, he had nothing to do, so he had to sigh and turn his back.

But just as he turned his back, the whining cry of the water stopped abruptly, and it turned to a kind of surprise. He hurriedly turned his head and saw two tears running across Lingyu's pale face. This kind of scene has never been seen even by the well-informed Ghost Flash.

When Fushui saw this appearance, he really thought that Lingyu had come to life, he was really surprised and delighted, and screamed again and again. "Senior, look, look, she's alive!"

Oni Flash has lived for so long, but she has never seen such a scene, how can a dead person shed tears, and she has been dead for three days, no matter what kind of situation it is.

Seeing Lingyu's resurrection, Fushui immediately rushed up and hugged Lingyu's body in his arms, regardless of whether his body could withstand such excited nerves.

However, when the arm of the whisk just touched Lingyu's body, the body turned into a petal white flower, and before the whisk could react, Lingyu's body disappeared into this ruined wall, turning into a white flower, as if it had disappeared without a trace.

The stubborn whisk kept reaching out to grab those flying petals, but no matter how much he grabbed them, he still couldn't catch them all. With tears streaming down his face, he pieced together the only petals in his hand. But the person has become a flower, but the beauty has intentions, even if it can't go back and forth.

With a wave of his hand, the vitality in his hand leaked out, and a strong wind instantly rose around him. I wanted to collect the petals, but the petals were like floating and sinking, and I didn't listen to the wind.

At this moment, I suddenly remembered the good news of the old man: "Whisk water, you have to learn from the ghost flash predecessors, I don't want you to take revenge, as long as you can live happily, now that I am gone, I can only rest assured in my heart"

When Fushui heard this, he shouted around: "You don't have to worry about anything, I'll do it for you!"

"I don't have to worry about my little junior brother!" Lingyu's voice did get smaller and smaller, and in the end, it turned into nothingness. "You must live well"