Walking all the way, thinking all the way, the voices around him gradually became smaller, after all, Hu Caijun also practiced the art of qi training, and his feet were much faster than ordinary people, this was half an hour, and when he looked up again, he found that he had inadvertently walked back to the airport.

The merchant ship he was working on was parked in the airport, and he was now outside the porthole.

"Talent!" A boatman saw him coming, and hurriedly lowered his voice and said, "How dare you come back, Boss Gong is looking for you everywhere!"

"What?" Hu Caijun was a little stunned, he suddenly remembered that he had fallen out with Gong Shao just now, but with his understanding of Boss Gong, he was not such a cold person, and he would not be thrown off the boat because he fell out with Gong Shao, at least, he should always clean up his things. "I'm just coming back to pack my things, and I don't plan to continue working on the ship. ”

Now that he has arrived at Zaitianfu, he should find a place to live, and then study well to prepare for the university.

"Why don't you go quickly, if people see ......" The boatman saw that Hu Caijun didn't listen to persuasion, and raised his feet to get on the ship, and suddenly became anxious, and said repeatedly: "Hurry up, go quickly......

As soon as he whispered a few times, the boatman screamed, but he was dragged away, and where he was originally located, a bearded face was revealed, the man looked down, and suddenly shouted: "Okay, you dare to come back, boss, that dog bastard is here!"

"Why are you scolding!" said Hu Caijun.

"Why are you scolding? I'm still killing!" The big man was about to rush down with a ghost-headed knife in one hand.

"Hu!Cai!Jun!" Boss Gong's voice came first, he appeared at the gangway, and said angrily: "In vain, I was kind enough to take you in, and I also taught you the art of practicing qi, you actually colluded with traitors and murdered Shaodong, what are your intentions?"

"Murdering Shaodong, I'm just ......" Hu Caijun was stunned, when did he murder Shaodong's family?

He still wanted to argue, but Boss Gong didn't want to hear it, as soon as he raised his hand, a streamer shot out, shooting straight at the face of Hu Caijun.

"Ah......h

"You still want to escape, suffer death!" Boss Gong's face was hideous, he had long lost the shrewd and capable shadow of the original, although the flying sword in his hand was rusty, but it was still sharp, and between the vertical and horizontal, he was going to dismantle the talented man.

In fact, even if he chopped Hu Caijun into pulp, it was difficult to eliminate the hatred in his heart, just now his son Gong Shao and a few fox friends helped each other back, among which Gong Shao's face was already blackened, and he could barely walk, and after he came back, he fainted.

The doctor on the ship diagnosed it, but found that Gong Shao was invaded by an extremely vicious aura, which was not only vicious, but also infectious, and several of his fox friends and dogs had been infected.

The doctor just touched it, and then he ate a large amount of pills, used his skills to force the poison, and told Boss Gong that his son was afraid that it would not be successful, so it was better to prepare for the future.

Even if Boss Gong is kind-hearted, he is already mad at this time.

I'm dying!

At this moment, only this sentence can describe Hu Caijun's mood.

He only felt that he was too unlucky today, what kind of evil god did he pretend? Could it be because he saw Zi Baifeng?

"Young man, I told you, you are so upright, you will suffer. Just when Hu Caijun closed his eyes and waited for death, an old but kind voice came, I don't know when, a kind old man appeared in front of Hu Caijun, he just waved his hand, the crisscrossing sword light disappeared, and a golden sword was grabbed in his hand, and it cracked into pieces with a snap.

"Poof......" The flying sword that was being repaired was broken, and Boss Gong spurted out a mouthful of blood, sat down on the ground, struggled, and wanted to stand up, but he couldn't move at all, and watched the old man pick up the talented man and fly away.

"Thank you for saving my life. Hu Caijun struggled twice, but he couldn't move, his shoulder hurt badly, the blood loss was extremely serious, and his consciousness was a little blurred after a while.

"Help?" the old man smiled, "It's not time to save your life yet, young man, do you know that if you lose any more blood, you will die." ”

"Please let me go and let me bandage my wounds. Hu Caijun said.

"Bandage the wound? Do you think that the explosive wound caused by the flying sword can be solved by bandaging? If you say that the wound is repaired, it is actually simple, but the flying sword has already hurt your heart just now, and if you want to survive, you will have to work hard. The old man finally stopped, and with his talented man he had already arrived in a cave deep in the mountains.

I don't know if this cave is naturally formed or artificially excavated, the old man threw Hu Caijun to the ground, smiled kindly, looked at Hu Caijun and said, "Young man, do you want me to save you?"

Hu Caijun's consciousness was already a little blurred at this time, he just instinctively struggled desperately, stretched out his hand to the old man, and said, "Save my ......"

"It's not difficult to save you, but it's just a change of heart...... the old man squatted down and looked down at Hu Caijun's face that was distorted in pain because of it, "Young man, you are so upright, you must have suffered a lot of losses, but you don't have to worry, as long as I change your heart for you, you just have to go straight in the future, the more upright you are, the stronger you will be......" As soon as he raised his hand, a heart that kept beating, and the five-colored lines on it appeared in his hand, he looked down at Hu Caijun, and said, "I can ask you, are you willing?"

Hu Caijun was speechless, he could only mumble in a low voice, the old man smiled kindly, and said, "Even if you don't want to, it's useless......"

He stretched out his hand and lightly swiped Hu Caijun's chest, unexpectedly cutting Hu Caijun's chest, revealing Hu Caijun's beating heart.

"I'll take your heart, I don't know what kind of Dao heart can be cultivated...... And this upright heart, I'll give it to you, but you have to make good use of it......" He poked into Hu Caijun's chest, and actually pulled Hu Caijun's heart directly.

Hu Caijun's body straightened suddenly, and at that moment, he was already dead.

But in the next second, the heart of the multicolored pattern in the old man's hand turned out to be alive, like an ugly strange spider, with blood vessels as its feet, it automatically drilled into Hu Caijun's chest, connected to Hu Caijun's blood vessels, and trembled slightly.

"Tsk...... Every time I look at it, I feel very fascinated......" The old man smiled and looked at Hu Caijun lovingly, "Good boy, accept my gift well, I believe you will like it, the first time the strength is included, no charge, enjoy it." ”

After speaking, the old man put the bloody heart in his hand into a bottle, turned around and disappeared, leaving only the blood-stained Hu Caijun with his chest open and lying in the gloomy stone cave, on the cold ground.

"That's right. The old man suddenly appeared again, he stretched out his hand and patted Hu Caijun's face gently, and said, "My old man's family is called the magic doctor, and it was my old man who saved you, you remember." ”

Hu Caijun struggled, murmured, twitched, cried, roared, desperate......

I don't know how long it took, but the hellish pain gradually disappeared, and he slowly got up from the ground.

Looking down, his chest was as smooth as ever, and there was not the slightest trace left at all, even the wound left by the flying sword was gone.

In his chest, a surging force was transmitted with the beating of his heart, transmitted to the limbs, he held the ground, and wanted to stand up, but accidentally, he hit the roof of the cave with a bang.

How much strength do I have...... How did it suddenly become so big?

What the hell is going on?

It took Hu Caijun a long time to learn to control his sudden increase in strength.

First shock, then bewilderment, and finally ecstasy.

He has the strength to measure, and he has the strength to measure.

Moreover, it was so powerful that he didn't know how to use it.

Who the hell is that old man? What is he giving himself such great power?

He calls himself a magic doctor?

Everyone who gets the strength is ecstatic at the beginning, just like Zhou Xing at the beginning.

Until his life was completely destroyed and destroyed by the power of this Dao heart, and the side effects of the Dao heart were fully manifested, it was already too late, and he could not extricate himself from it.

This can't actually be regarded as a Dao heart, this can only be regarded as a demon heart.

The current Hu Caijun naturally didn't know this, and in his heart, he was more grateful to the magic doctor.

Heaven had just made him aware of the gap between himself and others, and in the blink of an eye, he had narrowed the gap to almost negligible.

Hu Caijun tidied up the clothes on his body, puffed up his chest, and the triangular eyes on his face became less sinister.

Zi Baifeng, and everyone else, I'm back!

I'm a talented man, and I'll use my own strength to knock you all down!

I'm the best!

Hu Caijun strode out of the stone cave with his head held high, and then was dumbfounded.

Surrounded by deep mountains, what kind of place is this?

Hu Caijun walked for a long time before he met a woodcutter.

"This big brother, may I ask what kind of place is this?" asked Hu Caijun.

"This is Fuju Mountain, scholar, why are you alone in the mountains? Why are you injured? Have you encountered a beast?"

Hu Caijun wanted to hum lightly, he didn't want to say more to this woodcutter, who would have thought, a sharp pain in his chest almost made him fall to his knees.

"Scholar, are you okay?" the woodcutter hurriedly dropped the dry wood in his hand to help him.

"I didn't ......" Hu Caijun wanted to say that he was fine, but his chest responded to him with a hundredfold more intense pain.

What the hell is going on here? What's going on with me?

Hu Caijun found that whenever he was about to tell a lie, his chest would return with a terrifying sharp pain, and he struggled: "I...... Something......"

The woodcutter was a little stunned, he just cared casually, regardless of whether you were okay or not.

"The blood on my body was not injured by a beast, in fact, I went to the poetry meeting just now, and the young owner was dissatisfied with me, and there was a man called the magic doctor who saved me......" Hu Caijun began to talk non-stop.

The woodcutter looked at him dumbfounded, and after a moment, turned and ran away.

Snake spirit disease!

People don't care what you encounter, it's really a snake spirit disease!

"Hey, you listen to me, don't go, don't go......" Watching the woodcutter leave, Hu Caijun found that his chest hurt again, and he found that as long as others asked, he had to know everything and say everything.

"Young man, if you are too upright, you will suffer a big loss. The voice of the magic doctor seemed to echo in his ears.

Demon doctor, I'll fuck your eighteenth generation ancestor!

In the blink of an eye, Hu Caijun realized the horror of side effects......