Chapter Seventy-Eight: Coma
Dugu breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately there was Linglong, otherwise this time it would be really dangerous. The true qi of the Northern Darkness continued to impact the Baihui acupoint, no matter how strong the barrier was, there would eventually be a time to break it, and soon Dugu broke a shock in his head, and the door of the Baihui acupoint opened, and the true qi of the Northern Darkness drove straight in, unstoppable, and finally reached the meeting of the Du Mai, and the upper lip and gums crossed the acupoint.
"Ahh
Dugu let out a long roar, which lasted for a long time, only to feel that his body was as light as a swallow, and the true qi in his body had undergone a huge change, and this feeling could only be understood and indescribable.
Governor Pulse is opened!
Since then, the two veins of Ren Du have all been opened, and as long as Dugu is connected, connecting the two bridges of heaven and earth, he can preach the Tao of innate nature.
At this time, the fire poison of the 'Manggu Zhu Clam' has escaped to the Jizhong acupoint, and it is about to reach the Qihai Dantian, and the meridians of Dugu's whole body have been opened, and he is only about to merge, and he is not afraid of this fire poison.
At that moment, a stream of true qi gushed out of the dantian, rushing towards the fire poison, and another true qi went straight into the middle of the body from top to bottom, and the two true qi were one after the other, and the fire poison had no place to hide, and it hit the northern true qi in the dantian head-on.
Rumble!
The cold Northern Darkness True Qi collided with the blazing fire poison, Dugu only felt a sharp pain in his chest, he was already exhausted, and he couldn't help it, his eyes were black, his body was crooked, he fell to the ground, and fell into a coma.
The moonlight sprinkled on Dugu Duan's body, half of his beautiful golden black robe turned into white frost, and the cold air was concurrent, but half of it was not abnormal, just exuding a blazing aura.
Shrouded in mist, one of the two exposed hands was bloodless, showing an iron blue, like a zombie, while the other hand was the opposite, red and terrifying. Like a red-hot strip, you can faintly see the blood flow in the blood vessels.
The most terrifying thing is his face. The left half of his face was red and dripping blood, and Guan Gong was reincarnated. The right half of the face is extremely white, the face is bloodless, one red and one white, under the illumination of the moonlight, the mist is shrouded, it seems that the ghosts in the mountains are swallowing clouds and spitting mist, practicing demon methods.
The night passed quickly, the east was white, and a red sun rose in the distance. The dark earth was illuminated, the birds chirped, the streams flowed, the mountains piled up, and everything was so normal and unusual.
It's just a pile of rubble, but it's a little unusual, it's silent, the ground is bare, as if it has been burned by something. It was pitch black, and the grass was full of ash. At this time, it is summer, the grass is vigorous, and what fire can burn the tender green grass to ashes.
And the weirdest thing is that there is a young man lying in the rubble. He was lying in the ashes, looking very miserable, and his black robe was in tatters. There are holes everywhere, and the clothes are not covered. The exposed skin is covered with a black substance, and a foul odor emanates from the body. Even from a distance of several feet, he could smell it, and at this time he was motionless, not knowing whether he was dead or alive.
Da Da Da ......
In the distance, the sound of horses' hooves sounded, and the ground shook, and a white horse was seen galloping from far to near, and a man was sitting on the horse's back.
The man was dressed in an ordinary cloth robe, wearing a certain felt hat, covering his forehead, his figure was thin, his skin was fair, he looked like a weak scholar, not as strong as a Khitan man, but immediately hung a scimitar, although it was inconspicuous, but the handle was a little worn, obviously not a good look, a pair of delicate little hands were as white as jade, but there were a few cracks on the tiger's mouth, which made people feel pity, but these all showed that this person would definitely know martial arts.
"Phew!"
The man snorted softly and grabbed the white horse, the voice was very beautiful, not at all like the roughness of a man, everything was clear, although this man was dressed as a man, he was a woman.
At this time, her eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, her small nose twitched slightly, and suddenly her body shook, and she said in her heart: "What kind of smell is this? Why is it so unpleasant!"
She didn't ride away, and although the smell was pungent, it piqued her curiosity. She is only in her twenties, although I don't know whether she is a Khitan or a Han, but her temperament obviously has a bit of the arrogance and courage of a grassland child.
She searched for the stench, which became more and more unpleasant, but made her more curious, and she asked herself that she had never smelled such a bad smell, and soon she came to the back of the stone pile, and saw a man lying on the ground.
"Ahh
She exclaimed, a hint of surprise in her eyes, feeling that the smell was coming from this man, and finally found the source.
It stands to reason that she should leave, after all, in this wilderness, she is a girl's house, and there is a man in front of her who is unclothed and looks like a beggar.
But this girl is obviously courageous, or has a good heart, she pinched her nose, squatted down gently, stretched out a finger to put it in front of the man's nose and probed, felt the breath of nothingness, and breathed a sigh of relief, it turned out that this person was still alive.
She raised her eyes and took a closer look, only to find that although the sloppy man's face was covered with a layer of black paste, the corners of his eyebrows were exposed, and it was not difficult to see that this person was not very old and had an extraordinary appearance.
Looking around, he saw a long sword beside the young man, but the wooden scabbard had been burned to ashes.
A trace of curiosity flashed in the girl's eyes and she stepped forward to pick up the long sword, the wood ash was scattered, revealing the sword body, but she saw that there were cracks all over it, she waved it lightly, and with a bang, the sword body cracked, turning into several pieces and falling to the ground.
The girl covered her mouth, surprised, looked at the sword fragments on the ground, and then at the sleeping youth, and wondered, "Is he a swordsman?" and then met a strong enemy, and was seriously wounded, but the ground was pitch black, as if it had been burned by fire, why is that?"
The girl thought about it for a long time, but she didn't understand, and when she saw the young man's pitiful appearance, her heart was moved with compassion, but she didn't know how to save this man, and when she saw his chapped lips, her heart moved, and she returned to the horse, took off the water bladder, and returned to the pile of rubble.
She pulled the plug of the water bladder and took out a white handkerchief from her arms, this white handkerchief turned out to be made of the best satin, carrying a snow lotus on it, obviously this woman's identity is not simple, although she wears ordinary, but in Liaodi, people who can use brocade to make handkerchiefs are either rich or expensive.
She looked at the handkerchief in her hand and hesitated, but soon her expression was firm, she soaked the handkerchief with water in the water bladder, and then took the handkerchief and put it in front of the man's lips, and with a gentle pinch, the sweet stream flowed into the young man's mouth.
The girl saw that the young man's chapped lips gradually regained their rosiness, and a flash of joy flashed in her eyes, and she fed him some more water, but the young man still closed his eyes tightly, and showed no sign of waking up.
The girl frowned, and when she saw his black face, she took the handkerchief and wiped it gently, wanting to see his appearance, and soon the white handkerchief turned into a black handkerchief, but the man's face also returned to normal.
Smack!
The girl's handkerchief fell to the ground, and her eyes showed surprise. (To be continued......)