Falling, falling, like losing oneself. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Chill, and body.

Slowly waking up, Luo He couldn't help but be surprised that he hadn't been smashed to pieces after falling from such a high altitude.

The memory of the last moment was that with the blade of Xiao Lou listening to the spring rain all night, he used his last breath to stab into the stone wall of Tiandao Peak.

Right now, he fell into a deep pool. If it weren't for the piercing of the dantian, the dispersed true qi would flow into the limbs and hundreds of remains, temporarily protecting the body of Luohe. Otherwise, the chill of the pool alone would be enough to make him freeze to death.

The Cutting Sword was extremely sharp, almost piercing Luo He's body back and forth. Luo He's true qi was forced, even if the cold qi of the pond barely protected the dantian's heart and temporarily repaired the damage of the dantian, but Luo He's internal strength and true qi that was by no means inferior to any super-first-class master could barely stay only one or two percent. Although there is no attenuation in the condensation of true qi, the sharp decrease in the amount of true qi will still have a great impact on Luohe.

The pond water is extremely cold, but it also has the benefit of extreme cold. Many of the injuries on Luo He's body have been almost repaired, at least the wounds are frozen and no longer bleed, the current situation is not good, nor bad, after all, he has survived.

Struggling to climb ashore, looking at the surrounding fog, Luo He also knew that this was the rumored death fog of Heavenly Sword Peak. Anyone who enters the fog will be constantly attacked by the sword qi, and will not stop until the person who comes out of the range of the fog or the person who comes dies.

Looking around, this valley floor is a good place. There are wild fruit trees, there are pools, and there seem to be fish in the depths of the pools, all in all, it is a good environment, and it can even be said that it is better than the cave where Luohe retreated.

Although it is said that after experiencing the comfortable life of the Blood Knife Villa, it may be a little difficult for Luohe to experience such a life again. But fortunately, many years ago, he also came over like this, and now he can do the same.

Wild fruits and grass can also be eaten well, and although the water in the pond is cold, it can barely be swallowed.

Luo He didn't think about contacting the people of the alliance through the communication stone to help, but within the scope of the Heavenly Sword Peak, any communication tool lost its due effect. Even if it does, who can he contact?

Will they be willing to help themselves for the sake of the person who is almost useless at the moment? Maybe Ming Ji is really willing, but what about Ju Wuxian and the Dongtian monks? Can Luohe, who has no strength, really be regarded as friends to them? What's more, even if they are willing to come, in the Heavenly Sword Peak, how can they just come and leave?

In other words, those who are sure to be able to enter the Heavenly Sword Peak and be safe and sound, among the people who know Luohe, there are only three and a half people. The three people are the Demon Sect Leader Nalan Sheng, the Martial Arts Myth Nangong Wen, and the Blood Legend Blood Skull, as for the half, it should be regarded as the leader of the Yuan Gang. It's just that these people, how can they eat and have nothing to do to save him?

In desperation, Luohe could only quietly recuperate at the bottom of the valley and re-cultivate his internal strength by the way. Just think of it as a retreat and cultivation, these days on the rivers and lakes, although the speed of strength improvement is indeed very fast, but the time to really calm down and practice is less. If you lack the time to sink into self-study, you will be quite lacking in the precipitation of the foundation.

......

Is it a day, ten days, or a hundred days?

There is no night, no day, always a dark yellow sky.

The mist at the bottom of the valley can almost be said to be even richer than the entrance of the Heavenly Sword Peak outside the valley, and it is almost permeated all the time, even if you want to get out, you have to pay a great price.

The valley bottom does not remember the year, and Luohe doesn't even remember how long it has been.

Even my memories began to blur gradually, as if I was about to forget how I fell to the bottom. Did you slip or did you slip down, or was someone pushed down? Or was it ......

What is the relationship between the woman who looms in my memory and me? Why did she stab me with a sword? Her sword seems to have been given to her by me, and the sword moves she hurt me seem to have been taught to her, so why did she do this?

Childhood friends, childhood friendships, to this day, is it really still friendship?

I like, I still have a few friends. Are they okay now?

In the memory, the whisper in the ear, the echo deep into the soul, who is it, who is it?

I seem to remember it, but it seems to be far away and vague.

The bottom of the Heavenly Sword Peak, the one hundred and eighty-third day......

"The inside secret report is that King Kong and Scar have teamed up to ambush Elder Luo, and now Elder Luo is nowhere to be found, King Kong and Scar have returned from serious injuries, and they have been in retreat for half a year. Ju Wuxian looked at the secret report in his hand, his expression was a little solemn, and there was a paragraph behind it, but he didn't read it.

"What?!" the cave monk burst out and slapped his chair hard. The poor alliance leader's throne had just been replaced, and the handrails had been smashed into powder again.

"King Kong, they're looking for death. "Ming Ji's face is like frost, and the whole person is cold, and anyone can see that she is indeed really angry.

"This is not the key, the key is that the person in charge of the ambush, after verification, his name is Qi Yu. "Ju Wuxie's face is a little bitter, how can Qingtian Pavilion say that it can be regarded as a force on the alliance side, even if he turns against each other, he also plots to win over the Yuan Gang to attack the alliance elders?

"Qi Yu, what a Qi Yu, even if he robbed Luohe's lover, he was so shameless, no wonder they didn't hear any movement from Luohe when they got married. "In the past six months, Ming Ji has worked hard and practiced hard, and his cultivation has been selected to the ranks of super-first-class masters, and he will definitely not be weaker than Ju Wuxie by even half a point.

It can be seen that Ming Ji is angry, really angry. Ming Ji has always been like a good gentleman, no matter who she is, she has a smile on her face, and her anger makes even the Dongtian monk who was already angry feel quite terrible.

"How can this be reasonable, according to the secret report of the insider, Qi Yu actually used the sword technique of breaking love and righteousness!" Under the anger of Ju Wuxian, the secret letter completely turned into dust and scattered in the air.

"Luohe will never divulge his swordsmanship to outsiders, it must be that Mu Sha! Hmph, pretending to be innocent all day long, he turned out to be a bastard who turned his face and didn't recognize people!

The swordsmanship of breaking love and righteousness is the secret transmission of the Tibetan Sword Villa, Luohe can find it for Ju Wuxie, and Ju Wuxian also acquiesces that Mu Sha can use this set of swordsmanship, but the condition is that it must not be passed on.

Different from other martial arts, the swordsmanship of breaking love and righteousness requires people and swords, and the more people break off love and righteousness, the more majestic and amazing the power of swordsmanship. In terms of the level of martial arts alone, he may lose a little bit to the magic knife, but it is definitely above many peerless skills, and can be included in the level of "divine skills".

No sect or force will allow martial arts to leak out, especially the more advanced martial arts. Although the view of the portal restricts the overall progress of the rivers and lakes, it also allows more martial arts to be preserved completely and perfectly.

Ju Wuxian's words are definitely not just words, it can be seen that this time, he can't hold his breath.

Below, the corners of Luo Jian's mouth, who had not spoken, faintly leaked a strange smile.