A full moon slowly climbed into the sky, spreading a cool glow and covering Lingyun Peak with a layer of pure gauze.
Zheng Lin lay flat on the stone bed, with his head raised, looking at the small copper lock.
At first glance, the small copper lock looks like an exquisite ornament, half-moon shape, with a small hole in each of the two arc corners. A red silk spike connects the two small holes in series. There are four grains of rice in the belly of the small lock.
crystals of similar size.
This small copper lock was a personal belonging of another "Zheng Lin" and had never been taken seriously. It played some role in the competition, but it did not completely resist Dongfang Liushuang's ice soul energy. Instead, his spirituality was destroyed.
Completely reduced to useless things.
After looking at it for a long time, Zheng Lin didn't see anything extraordinary about the small copper lock, so he hung it around his neck and slowly fell asleep.
At midnight, Zheng Lin's door was pushed open quietly, and Zheng Lin, who was extremely tired, was still asleep.
The person who came was dressed in black clothes, with black silk covering his face. He walked quietly to Zheng Lin's bed, with a hint of contempt in his eyes.
Zheng Lin, who was sleeping soundly, suddenly felt a pain in the back of his head, and then fell into a coma completely.
The man in black held Zheng Lin's wrist with his shimmering hand and exerted slight force. Zheng Lin, who had already been unconscious, woke up with pain. As soon as he opened his eyes, he was knocked unconscious again, but he could see clearly.
He could see the fierce look in those eyes.
In the early morning, the rays of the morning sun cast on the windowsill just like the moonlight last night, illuminating the entire stone house.
"Junior Brother Zheng, Junior Brother Zheng..."
Zheng Lin, who was feeling dizzy, heard someone calling in his dream. He struggled to open his eyes. Before he could see everything around him clearly, he felt that the world was hanging upside down, and there seemed to be a lump of straw in his throat.
His body suddenly straightened up, and Zheng Lin spit out a mouthful of blood. After feeling his breath relax for a while, blood began to pour out from his abdomen again. After vomiting out several mouthfuls of black and purple blood clots, Zheng Lin slumped down on the bed again.
From the first mouthful of blood that Zheng Lin spat out, the girl seemed at a loss. She kept grabbing Zheng Lin's arm with her delicate hands, calling: "Junior Brother Zheng, what's wrong with you? Junior Brother Zheng, are you okay..."
"Senior Sister Fuyu, do you want to shake me to death?" Zheng Lin was already suffering from dizziness. Being shaken by the girl kept shaking him, and he felt his energy and blood surge, so he reminded him bitterly.
This girl is Xiao Lu's daughter Xiao Fuyu. She is quirky and doesn't like to practice. Although she was carefully cultivated by Xiao Lu, she has never become a talent. Now, she is already twenty-eight years old. She has been practicing for ten years, but her cultivation level is Tongqiao Six.
level, only one level higher than Zheng Lin.
Among Xiao Lu's disciples, Xiao Fuyu had the best relationship with Zheng Lin, mainly because Zheng Lin used to be very dull and honest, while the naughty Xiao Fuyu liked to tease Zheng Lin the most.
Over the past ten years, Xiao Fuyu had the most contact with Zheng Lin, but it was always Zheng Lin who suffered.
"Junior Brother Zheng, you must not let anything happen to you."
Xiao Fuyu pretended to be pitiful. In the past, Zheng Lin would have immediately known that this little girl was going to cause trouble again, but now Zheng Lin is very unfamiliar with this girl and has no understanding of her temper.
.
"Isn't this little girl having an affair with that boy?" Zheng Lin thought in his mind as he looked at Xiao Fuyu in front of him.
Xiao Fuyu is as beautiful as a flower, with a wind bun exposing her temples, her brows are lightly swept and her eyes are full of spring, her skin is as smooth as warm jade, and her small cherry mouth is as red as a drop of beauty, and the two strands of hair on her cheeks are gently blowing in the wind.
Adding a bit of seductive charm, and the flexible eyes move smartly, a bit naughty, a bit naughty, wearing a light green dress, with a waist that is not full, so beautiful, so flawless, so beautiful that you can't eat the fireworks of the world.
!
"Junior brother Zheng, you, you, your eyes are so strange." Xiao Fuyu said to Zheng Lin, who had a strange look in his eyes.
For so many years, Zheng Lin had been annoyed by Senior Sister Fuyu, but he dared not speak out in anger. In the end, he completely compromised, but he never stared at Xiao Fuyu so boldly.
At this time, Zheng Lin was no longer the Zheng Lin of the past. However, as a gangster in his previous life, Zheng Lin had seen many beauties, and those beauties with a strong vulgar aura were different from the delicate beauty in front of him.
Xiao Fuyu's appearance is completely different.
Afraid that his words would reveal his weirdness, Zheng Lin didn't say anything more and just said: "I'm fine."
Even when he was attacked by men in black last night, Zheng Lin did not dare to say anything for fear of causing an accident.
Xiao Fuyu glanced at Zheng Lin, but found that Zheng Lin's wrist was covered with bruises. She grabbed it and took a look, and then a warm current came from her slender hand and penetrated into the veins of Zheng Lin's arm.
That strange warm current quickly traveled through Zheng Lin's body, making everything he passed feel as comfortable as a spring breeze.
"This should be the legendary operation of skill." Zheng Lin felt the warmth like a clear spring and thought to himself.
When Xiao Fuyu retracted his delicate hand, he looked slightly nervous and said: "Junior brother Zheng, how come your muscles and veins..."
Zheng Lin suddenly remembered the sinister look of the man in black last night, and couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart. He asked eagerly: "Senior Sister Fuyu, what's wrong with my muscles?"
Xiao Fuyu held Zheng Lin's wrist again, and the warm current reappeared in Zheng Lin's body. After a while, Xiao Fuyu said with a complicated expression: "Yesterday there was no problem with your tendons, how come they all broke overnight?
Woolen cloth?"
When Zheng Lin heard this, he felt as if he was struck by lightning. He secretly cursed the man in black for his vicious methods. He had just come through time and space, so it would be fine if he didn't have any extraordinary skills, beauties and rare treasures. If his skills were destroyed, he wouldn't mention them, but if his muscles and veins were broken,
Now, how will I practice in the future?
In the battle with Dongfang Liushuang, Zheng Lin's hard-working skills for more than ten years were reduced to nothing, but his muscles and veins were still intact. He only suffered some damage to his inner abdomen and head, which did not affect his continued cultivation.
However, now even his tendons and veins have been severed, and his qualifications are mediocre. If he hadn't had such a great opportunity, he would have been out of reach of the ethereal immortality.
Zheng Lin struggled to sit up straight, but his whole body was weak and weak. As soon as he moved, he felt a heartbreaking pain throughout his body, and his arms bent immediately as soon as they were straightened.
"Don't worry, I'll tell daddy." After saying that, Xiao Fuyu quickly walked out of the stone house.
When she arrived at the door, she murmured to herself: "This guy is really unsatisfactory. I have to find a way to cure him, otherwise I won't be able to play anymore. I wonder if daddy has any Peiyuan Pills?"