(There is no charge for this paragraph, so count me nagging. In fact, the number of words is not that small now, and book friends who have been chasing books all the way should know what kind of person loneliness is. I am a relatively lazy person.
I rarely ask for recommendations, monthly passes, etc. Even for new book issues, I rarely ask for collections or recommendations. To be honest, as an author, who wouldn’t like these things? But I have always believed that as long as book lovers really like it,
This book has been written, even if I don’t speak, everyone will contribute their own strength. But the results have been really bad recently, and the subscriptions have been ups and downs, which makes me feel really uncomfortable. To be honest, monthly tickets,
I really don’t care about recommendations and collections. Of course it’s nice to have it. I’ll never force you to have it if you don’t have it. However, the subscription of a book is directly related to the author’s income. If you know that even if you update 10,000 words a day, there will still be few.
Money, I don’t know how many people can continue to persevere. Coding is boring, but it is my means of making a living, and even if I am a junior, one thousand words is only three cents, even if I spend everything I have now from beginning to end.
I have subscribed to chapter v, which is actually just the price of a bottle of drink. But is anyone really short of these few dollars? Of course not. Here, I just implore all book friends to try their best to subscribe to the genuine version.
This is an encouragement to loneliness. Even if you are hungry, you must insist on writing a book. I don’t know how many people can do it.
Ling Jing paused for a moment, and then he was overjoyed, cupping his fists and saying, "Senior, please give me some advice."
What he expected was indeed true. Since this "Corpse Valley" is the foundation of the Poison Sect, how could this old woman not have a backup plan?
"Follow me." After the old woman said this, she immediately put her foot down and jumped deep into the forest. Her figure was erratic and her speed was extremely fast.
Ling Jing smiled bitterly. If he was in his prime, his lightness skills should not be much worse than this old woman from the Poison Sect. But at this time, his internal strength has only just recovered a little, and he is seriously injured. How can he follow it?
Go up.
The sky behind him has been turned red by the sea of fire, and the billowing smoke continues to rise. Ling Jing seems to be reminded of the forest fire in his previous life. In this situation, martial arts has become a bit insignificant. Even the masters of the artistic conception level may not dare to step on it.
Half a step into the sea of fire.
Lianyi's body was weak, and she had to resist the torment of cold poison. She was not very fast, so Ling Jing immediately picked her up and chased her forward amidst Lianyi's sweet cries.
The trees on both sides continued to retreat. Ling Jing endured the pain that was like tearing his body and kept chasing the figure of the old woman from the Poison Sect. But in the end, he could only see a blurry black spot in front of him.
His breathing had become a little rapid, and drops of cold sweat were constantly dripping from his cheeks.
Now that he can barely maintain this speed, it's thanks to the system's enhancement of movement attributes. If he relied solely on internal strength, he probably wouldn't even be able to see the back of the old Poison Sect woman.
Lian Yi's body was close to Ling Jing's arms, seeing him running hard but never leaving her alone. She was very moved in her heart, and the expression on her face gradually softened.
She gently held the hem of her sleeves, wiped the cold sweat from Ling Jing's face, and whispered: "Master, why did you save me?"
The expression on Ling Jing's face paused slightly. In fact, he rescued this woman just because he had many doubts in his heart and needed her to answer them. However, when he met the Mingjiao group again later, it was because he wanted to be more brave and diligent in martial arts.
, then he vowed not to retreat.
But how should we answer now?
Ling Jing's speed did not slow down, and he suddenly lowered his head and said with a smile: "Girl, didn't I tell you before that we have to get married when we go out? Isn't it right for me to save you?"
Lian Yi's face turned red and her heart trembled slightly. She said angrily: "Young Master loves to talk nonsense."
Ling Jing saw that her beautiful face was full of blush, and there was a hint of charm in the coldness. It was really touching, and he couldn't help but froze for a moment.
"She is indeed the most beautiful woman in Mingjiao." He thought to himself. Only then did he remember that this stunning woman was being held in his arms at the moment. Her pair of slender jade legs were held by his right hand, and his
His left hand was placed just above the girl's abdomen, only a slight distance away from her jade peak.
Because of the critical situation before, Ling Jing didn't have any strange thoughts. Now he was moved by Lian Yi's beauty, and his heart inevitably began to feel a little charming.
Ling Jing didn't know why he actually had other thoughts in this situation, but he always did whatever he thought of. As he ran forward, he joked: "Girl, you said we all
We are about to get married, should I go visit your parents first after we go out?"
Hearing this, Lian Yi suddenly became a little lonely and said, "Sir, I have no parents."
"Well" Ling Jing saw that she was a little depressed and knew that he had said the wrong thing. After smiling, he said: "Girl, don't be sad. In fact, I don't have parents either. We Liao are really destined."
Lian Yi smiled and thought, is this considered fate? He said: "Sir, it turns out you like talking nonsense so much."
Hey, why do these words sound so familiar? Ling Jing smiled bitterly, but saw the old woman from the Poison Sect running further and further away, so she quickly chased after her.
In less than a moment, several people had arrived at the edge of the jungle. From a distance, Ling Jing saw the old woman suddenly stop, and then the melodious sound of a flute could be heard.
Ling Jing hugged Lianyi and rushed over, only to see that the end of the valley was already in front of him, surrounded by dense mountain walls. When he looked up, he could hardly see the end.
In the middle of the three cliffs is a cold pool, with traces of white mist seeming to be curling up on the water.
Ling Jing frowned and scanned the surrounding environment, but did not see any exit, and immediately looked at the old woman again.
The sound of the flute gradually became lower and silent after a long time. The old woman put away the recorder and said, "Boy, it seems that your injuries are not serious."
Previously, she and Ling Jing had fought hundreds of moves in a row, regardless of the outcome, so she knew that this boy was amazingly powerful. But now, at such a small distance, this boy was actually so far behind her. Even though he was still holding someone in his arms, if it really happened
If he hadn't been injured, he would never have been so slow.
Ling Jing smiled coquettishly, knowing that he couldn't hide the fact that he was injured, so he immediately said: "Senior, don't blame me, I never said that I was not injured."
The old woman was startled for a moment, then thought about it and realized that this was indeed the case. Then she snorted coldly and said, "Boy, aren't you afraid that I will kill you now?"
Ling Jing put Lianyi down, but still supported her body with his right hand, shrugged, and said calmly: "Senior, if you insist on killing me, then just do it."
The poisonous sect old woman's eyes flickered, and she suddenly threw an object from her sleeve. It shot directly towards Ling Jing.
Ling Jing's eyelids twitched, and he raised his hand to catch it, only to see that it was not a hidden weapon, but a recorder. He raised his head and asked in confusion: "Senior, what does this mean?"
The old woman did not answer, but took out a bracelet with a bell from her arms and shook it gently. Suddenly there was a sound of footsteps in the forest, and then she saw the poisonous man walking out.
"Boy, I don't have to kill you, and I can even tell you how to get out of the valley. But you still have to agree to one condition." The old woman said solemnly.
"Senior, it's okay to say it." The situation is stronger than the situation, let alone one condition, even ten conditions, Ling Jing has no room for bargaining.
The old woman's old face showed a smile that was uglier than crying, and said: "Boy, you can escape from the valley, but you must take her with you!" She pointed at the poisonous woman, a pair of faint green eyes.
His eyes were fixed on Ling Jing for a moment.
"Huh?" Ling Jing was slightly startled. This poisonous man was already like a living dead. What on earth did this old woman mean? Do he still want to take her with him to escape?
He frowned slightly, but still said: "Okay, I promise, senior."
The old woman finally nodded with satisfaction. Then she threw the bracelet towards Ling Jing and said, "Boy, this bracelet and the recorder can control poisonous people. The exit is under the pool, you can take care of it yourself."
After that, he turned around and ran back to the back road, and the jungle was already a fiery red.
Ling Jing was surprised when he saw the old woman turning around. In fact, he felt something was wrong when he heard the old woman talking before, but he didn't expect that she really wanted to stay in the valley. He blurted out: "Senior, the way out of the valley entrance is already there.
If you are sealed, why don’t you leave with us.”
A cold voice came from the forest, saying: "I want to see who is the master who is destroying my Poison Sect's foundation. Boy, get out of here and just remember to promise me."
Ling Jing was silent for a moment, then turned around and said, "Girl, let's go."
Lian Yi nodded and saw Ling Jing glance at the poisonous girl standing blankly in the distance with complex eyes, and then slightly shook the bracelet in his hand.
The sweet ringing sound came out and echoed in the valley.
The poisonous girl followed the ringtone and walked to Ling Jing expressionlessly. Ling Jing looked at the cold puddle in front of him, suddenly took a deep breath and said: "Let's go."
The fire in the "Corpse Valley" burned for a full day and night before gradually dissipating. Everything in the valley was reduced to ashes. The sea of corpse flowers and the sea of snakes were all things that the people in Puyang were deeply afraid of.
, and has since been burned to the ground.
This news soon spread throughout Puyang City, and countless people in the world clapped their hands and cheered. This "Corpse Valley" has always been a taboo place in this area. I don't know how many martial artists died in it before. Now I see this place being
It is really satisfying to uproot people.
Since the poison sect old woman separated from Ling Jing and others, there have been no rumors about her in the world. After Ling Jing and the others escaped from the passage at the bottom of the pond, they fell into a deep mountain again.
The sun was setting in the west, and the clouds on the horizon were rendered bright red by the setting sun.
In a jungle deep in the mountains, a young man was holding a woman with a face as golden as paper. He kept walking through the forest with an ugly face. Behind him, there was a girl with poisonous scales on her face.
Ling Jing would check Lian Yi's pulse from time to time, and sometimes he would reach out and touch her forehead, but his face gradually darkened.
Lian Yi curled up in Ling Jing's arms, her breathing was very weak, and she just kept coughing.
"Sir, am I going to die soon?" Lian Yi's long eyelashes trembled slightly, she covered her mouth with one hand and coughed violently again.
Ling Jing's face was as dark as water. In fact, he himself knew the situation of Lian Yi best. First he was hit by Qin Baichuan's poison dart, and then he took a "ice palm". The cold poison entered his body. If he hadn't been hit by
He used the "Heavenly Doctor's Pulse Cutting Hand" to temporarily suppress it, but he was afraid he would have died long ago.
But when he passed through the passage under the cold pool, the water in the pool was so cold that even he couldn't believe it, let alone Lianyi at this time.
As Lian Yi spoke, she couldn't help but cough. It was obvious that the cold poison had invaded her lungs. If she didn't get treatment, she might not be able to be saved even if the miracle doctor reincarnated.
Lian Yi's body was shivering constantly, and she hugged Ling Jing's chest tightly, as if she wanted to draw a little warmth from him.
Ling Jing felt a little uneasy when he saw that she kept covering her mouth with her hand while coughing. Then he grabbed her little hand and took it away to look at her. His expression was immediately startled.
