City Lord Miao was sitting on a wicker chair, his face was a little pale, and he coughed a few times.
"City Lord, are you okay?"
Miao Hong stepped forward quickly, his face full of worry.
City Lord Miao smiled and shook his head: "Don't worry, you won't die!"
Miao Hong looked like he was hesitating to speak. In the end, he didn't say a word and just poured a cup of hot water for City Master Miao.
After City Lord Miao drank the hot water, he smiled and said, "I feel much more comfortable now."
Miao Hong finally couldn't bear it anymore and said: "City Lord, you gave all the wine in the last wine gourd to Mr. Yang, what will happen to your body?"
Except for City Master Miao and Miao Hong, no one knew that City Master Miao was in very bad health now, but the last bottle of wine from the gourd was the best medicine for him.
However, City Lord Miao gave the last bottle of wine to Yang Chen.
City Lord Miao said with a smile: "I have been drinking wine all my life, and I only left him this one bottle. Speaking of which, I feel a little sorry for him. Besides, even if I leave this bottle of wine, it is nothing to me."
It doesn’t have much effect, it can barely make me feel better, so it’s better to give it to him so that he can practice faster.”
"Don't worry, I won't die yet!"
Miao Hong suddenly felt sad, and said with red eyes: "City Lord, how can I cure your illness? Even if Miao Hong dies, he will help you find a magic medicine that can cure your illness."
City Lord Miao smiled and shook his head: "I am not sick, but old. Can you stop a person who is about to die of old age? I have lived for so long and I have lived enough. Apart from that incident, I have no regrets.
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Miao Hong said: "City Lord, so many years have passed since that incident. Are you still feeling guilty?"
City Lord Miao just smiled and then said: "Okay, you can go out! It's time for me to rest!"
Miao Hong nodded and retreated respectfully.
At this time, beside Longxi, Yang Chen was still resisting the strong pressure brought by the mysterious substance. Within a hundred meters around him, everything had sunk down by about half a meter, as if a tamping machine had compacted the ground.
generally.
This mysterious substance is too heavy. With his strength comparable to the peak of the Seventh Extraordinary Realm, it is so difficult to hold it. I am afraid that only a strong person in the Eighth Extraordinary Realm can hold it easily, right?
Yang Chen was secretly shocked: "What on earth is this thing? How can it have such a strong power?"
But what made him happy was that in just a few hours, his strength had improved. If he continued at this pace of cultivation, it wouldn't be long before he could reach the Seventh Extraordinary Realm.
The Seven Extraordinary Realms are a hurdle that many people find difficult to cross throughout their lives.
If his realm reaches the Seventh Extraordinary Realm, can his combat effectiveness reach the Eighth Extraordinary Realm?
Throughout the night, Yang Chen struggled with this mysterious substance. Although it was very hard, this night's practice was worth his usual week's practice.
His martial arts realm has reached the peak of the Sixth Extraordinary Realm, and he has faintly touched the barrier of the Seventh Extraordinary Realm. It seems that he still lacks a chance to break through.
For three days in a row, Yang Chen was practicing beside Longxi. Since he separated from City Master Miao three days ago, City Master Miao has never been here again.
On the third night, a strong man in black robe appeared quietly at the edge of Longxi River.
Seeing the person coming, Yang Chen frowned. From the other person's body, he felt a terrifying martial arts pressure.
This coercion is at least that of a strong person in the Eighth Extraordinary Realm.
Yang Chen looked at the other party and asked: "Who are you?"
"Kill your people!"
After the black-robed man finished speaking, his figure was as fast as lightning. Almost instantly, he arrived in front of Yang Chen and slapped his palm on Yang Chen's head.