Passing by finally took a breath and collapsed on the board of the morning boat.

Jin Bo Xunhua is really powerful, although he can resist the invasion of toxins and not faint, but it makes his limbs sore, and his strength also dissipates little by little as the toxin inhales more. He supported the last bit of strength, showed his martial arts, and frightened Ling Weisi, he finally played a master when he didn't know martial arts before, but now he is just able to catch it.

Sure enough, the really powerful master is not high in martial arts, but in momentum.

Ling Huisi's big ship could no longer be seen in the distance, passing by and knowing intellectually that it was safe to abandon the ship and go ashore, but his weak body made him lazy and lucky, and he didn't bother to move when he fell on the boat.

"Uh-huh. Ding Dian in the cabin suddenly screamed.

Passing by sighed helplessly, and resigned himself to get up and go in to see his situation. Ding Dian was seriously injured by the bloody knife door, although he used internal force auxiliary medicine to help him heal and stabilize his injuries, but the bumps in the past two days have added poison to the injury, and the situation is not very optimistic.

He only glanced at it, and at a glance, he saw that one of Ding Dian's hands was black, and the back of his hand was high and swollen, which was bitten by a poisonous insect. Ding Dian was sweating profusely, Rao was still clenching his teeth in a coma, and occasionally he didn't bite before snorting.

Passing by sneered. Yan Daping is really insidious. He had already said that he would not be complicit in Ling Huisi, but Yan Daping actually secretly poisoned Ding Dian, just in case, when the time came, Ding Dian could be threatened. If he hadn't seen the scorpion on the board, if he hadn't known that the spotted scorpion was highly poisonous, if he hadn't thought of Yan Daping's trick at that time, Ding Dian's little life would have been over.

Leave Yan Daping, hum, he doesn't dare to take him away. Yan Daping and Ding Dian are in his hands, and when he turns around and takes out the treasure, everyone will know that he has swallowed it alone, and no matter how big his ability is, he can't be as big as the heroes of the rivers and lakes! What Liancheng trick, he knows it, it doesn't know him, as for Liancheng swordsmanship, it is even more unknown, although his internal strength is high, but there is no posture at hand, people who know a little about martial arts can see it.

As for Ling Shuanghua, this question is a bit complicated. He didn't want to have anything to do with her, and he didn't want to have a rift with Ding Dian because of her.

What is a woman? She doesn't bring it when she comes, and she doesn't take it away when she goes.

Ling Shuanghua was a good girl, and he refused to think too much.

Passing by, he took out the antidote from Yan Daping's body, uncorked the bottle, and poured some medicinal powder on the back of Ding Dian's hand. The powder was black, and it was poured on the back of Ding Dian's black hand, and after a while, I saw black blood slowly oozing out of the wound, and drops fell down. Ding Dian's face suddenly became much better, and the beads of sweat on his face seemed to be less.

There is an antidote to the poison of poisonous scorpions, and it only needs to be applied a few more times, and there is no major problem. After a few days, the toxicity will gradually dissipate, the external injuries on the body will heal, and the internal injuries will improve, but these are all gathered together, which is really difficult to do.

Anyway, the injury doesn't hurt on me, and I don't worry too much about passing by, although these injuries are a little troublesome, but careful care can always heal. After working for a while, when he put away Yan Daping's antidote, he suddenly thought of Ling Shuanghua again.

Ling Shuanghua and Ding Dian were unconscious in the cabin at the same time, Yan Daping wanted to take hostages, there was no reason to only hurt Ding Dian and let Ling Shuanghua go, right?

Then if he took away the antidote, wouldn't he indirectly harm Ling Shuanghua?

In fact, knowing that since Yan Daping was in Ling Huisi's hands, Yan Daping knew the method of making the antidote, and Ling Huisi also knew how to use poison, Ling Shuanghua would be fine at all, but he just couldn't help but think of this. Then I thought that when the matter was over, going back to see her would reduce the guilt. If he was still there at that time, if Ling Weisi was not good to her at that time, if she was still willing to go with him, he ...... I won't refuse.

It was noon, the west wind had stopped, the sails had lost their strength, and the boat was gone. He recovered some of his strength and lowered the sails, but he was still tired from asking him to paddle. He glanced back, but Ling Huisi's big ship did not chase after him, and he was not in a hurry to change routes. After docking the boat, I bought some food at the fisherman's house on the shore and asked for directions by the way. The fisherman told him that the journey to Gangneung was not far away, and there were only 300 miles of waterway left.

Passing by, he was so happy that he was about to say thank you, when he suddenly heard a crisp and delicate voice say, "Dad, will Uncle Fairy really go to Uncle Wan's birthday ceremony?"

Passing by and looking up, Shui Dai and his party were walking down from the shore, and there was a big boat parked on the pier over there, which was the boat of the "falling flowers and flowing water" seen the day before yesterday. He only cared about guarding against Ling Huisi, but he didn't notice the others.

Hearing Shui Sheng's voice, he quietly lowered his body, turned his back to his face, and ate silently.

I only heard Shui Dai reply: "Don't talk too much about adults' affairs and children." If you quarrel again, I'll ask Fauber to take you home!"

Shui Sheng was silent, and he knew that it must be the boss who pouted and glared at Shui Dai aggrievedly.

Passing by, he couldn't help but smile, he was quite close to this little girl. When he went to Gangneung, he found a way to see her. She adores him so tightly that she will not reveal his whereabouts.

I heard Hua Tiegan say again: "I don't think he will go." In the past six months or so, who has not been staring at Wanzhen Mountain in the rivers and lakes? He said that most of the Liancheng sword books were stolen by his junior disciples, and this time he did his birthday, and he also tried every means to invite his junior disciples to come to the door, and when the time came, he would definitely be full of heroes. Passing by and still with Ding Dian, he must not have gotten the Liancheng Secret yet, even if he believes that his martial arts are strong, he will never dare to risk being the enemy of the entire rivers and lakes. It's Ding Dian...... Maybe they will find the senior brothers of Wan Zhenshan alone after the banquet and force them to hand over the Liancheng Sword Book. ”

Hey, this Hua Tiegan is really a confidant. Passing by nodded in his heart, he really wouldn't go to any birthday ceremony and kill himself.

"Uncle Fairy won't be so bad!Uncle Hua, don't talk nonsense!" Passing by, who was silently agreeing with Hua Tiegan's words, Shui Sheng suddenly jumped out and yelled again.

Ah, Shui Sheng, this little girl is also a confidant! What is the Liancheng Sword Spectrum? Hua Tiegan is too rare and strange. Who said that if he wanted a big treasure, he had to force Wan Zhen Mountain and them to hand over the Liancheng Sword Spectrum? He didn't know the Liancheng Secret and didn't know the Sword Spectrum, but he could still dig up the treasure.

"Hey, this 'Liancheng Trick' has been in trouble for so many years, everyone in the rivers and lakes is flocking to it, you beat me and kill me, but what is the big treasure? No one has seen ......"

This sigh is Liu Chengfeng.

Passing by and finally nodded, well, Liu Chengfeng is a cultivator, his concentration is higher than that of ordinary people, and his resistance to the temptation of this world is also stronger. The world is still a little sober.

The sound of the group gradually drifted away, passing by and avoiding the fishing boat. The boat that fainted on the boat had not yet woken up, so he simply parked the boat at the dock and waited for a little longer, waiting for the falling flowers and flowing water to go completely without a shadow.

After eating, he regained some strength, and he was idle on the boat, so he closed his eyes and continued to practice the Divine Illumination Sutra. What I didn't expect was that the true qi ran for a week, and this time it was unexpectedly extremely smooth, from the beginning of the qi to the final retraction, it seemed that it was only a moment away.

He felt strange, trying to open up the second vein of Ren Du before had led to the divergence of his true qi, and it should have been an obstacle to it, how could this internal force have improved a lot overnight? Thinking about the duel with Ling Weisi in front of him, the state of internal force was full. Could it be that he also stumbled by mistake, because the true qi went wrong and was blessed by misfortune?

He immediately closed his eyes and tried again. He was not so lucky to step on the shit, and the distance between Ren Mai's "perineal acupoint" and Du Mai's "Changqiang acupoint" was still blocked.

The "Divine Illumination Sutra" is good, but it is too slow to practice. Passing by, he couldn't help but sigh, but he didn't dare to forcibly practice anymore. Before, he was too anxious, worried that if he met a master in the re-Jianghu again, his life would be precarious if he was not careful, but as a result, he could not reach it quickly, but almost lost his life.

He tried very hard to think about what happened at the critical moment when his true qi went wrong, and he remembered that he still had a little impression when he woke up, but after a night of tossing, he couldn't remember anything.

A sudden movement in the corner interrupted his thoughts. He glanced at a corner of green feathers, and immediately threw aside all the questions he had just had. He walked over, carefully pulled out the parrot from the crack in the plank, and said with a smile: "So you are hiding here." I thought you were going to fly separately when disaster came, so you left me and ran for your life. ”

It turned out that at the time of the scuffle, the ship was unstable, and the parrot was seriously injured and confused, fell into the crack of the ship's plank, and had no strength to climb out. Finally, he stretched out his wings and showed some feathers and gave a signal.

Passing by and checking its injuries, the inch-long knife wound was still there, showing no signs of healing, and the golden medicine he applied to it had no effect at all. But the strange thing is that although this parrot is dying, it ...... It's still dying.

The parrot was lying in his palm, its breath so weak that if he hadn't clearly felt the heartbeat and pulse of its belly, he would have thought it was dead.

Is a bird so fatal?" I thought as I passed, and went back to a bird doctor to ask, if any.

He concentrated on feeling the pulse of the parrot in his palm, and a ridiculous thought suddenly jumped in his mind: if he also used internal force to heal it, would it be effective?

The thought made him laugh, but before he could think about it, the smile suddenly froze on his face. The thought of that moment just now had already made him unconsciously urge his inner breath to come out of the palm of his hand. And then—

True Qi came out of his palm, and then disappeared without a trace, and there was no return.

Passing by was slightly confused, and noticed that one of the parrot's claws was on the palm of his hand. He tried to induce the breath again, but it was still the same as before, but the parrot in the palm of his hand did not see any movement. He didn't believe in evil, and after trying a few more times, the true qi that sank into the sea emanated from his palm, and without exception, it was like a yellow crane and never returned.

He didn't dare to try again, and stared at the parrot for a long time, not sure if it had something to do with it. Damn, will this parrot still succeed in the North Hades?