Jiang Nu had a very long dream, in which the scene changed several times in a row, but no matter how the scene changed, he always felt like his hand was being dragged by something, and he couldn't get rid of it no matter how hard he shook it off.
She saw her mother, who was waving to her. She tried her best to run towards her mother, but was dragged by the invisible hand, making it difficult for her to move. She could not reach her mother.
And her mother saw that she was ignoring her and was getting further and further away from Jiang Nu's field of vision. Jiang Nu desperately shouted to her mother not to abandon her, until her shouts were useless until she disappeared into the chaos.
She saw her brother again. He gently stroked her head, his eyes full of doting. He opened his arms and wanted to give her a warm hug. Jiang Nu also wanted to hug him, but he still couldn't.
She was pulled by the invisible big hand and couldn't move. Her brother couldn't get a response from her, so he stood up and left indifferently. She wanted to explain, but his brother couldn't seem to hear her explanation. He turned his back to her and drifted away. No matter what,
Although he begged, he did not look back and eventually disappeared.
She saw a very scary thing in an unknown place. She was so frightened that she couldn't even run away from the scary thing. She was about to be swallowed up by the scary thing right before her eyes.
It was the invisible big hand that pulled her again, but this time she didn't complain about the big hand, it was the big hand that dragged her away from that terrible thing.
The scenes are constantly changing, some can be remembered clearly, and some cannot be remembered clearly. There is a voice calling me vaguely.
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A group of carriages drove slowly eastward. It had not rained for an unknown number of days. The scorching sun was baking the earth, and the vigorous trees were holding their heads back, begging for mercy from this ruthless sun.
There were four or five carriages, leisurely walking along the forest path. The fat man waved his riding crop in boredom, and lightly whipped the horses' buttocks. It was neither painful nor itchy, and instead drove the mosquitoes away from the horses.
"Why, you are absent-minded. Are you still thinking about the little beauty you brought back?" Senior Sister Jiang, who was sitting in front of the carriage with Fatty, bumped Fatty's fat body with her shoulder.
"Senior sister, I'm old enough now. It's time to find a wife. Didn't God arrange one for me? You see, a hero who saves a beautiful woman must give her life to her." The fat man shook off his fat body. "
No, I have to go and have a look, I have to let her see me as the first thing she sees when she opens her eyes."
"Just stay still." Senior Sister Jiang held him down. "There are already enough people in that carriage. If you leave, the carriage will collapse."
"It's unreasonable. I do the hardest and most tiring work."
Senior Sister Jiang slapped him on the head and said, "Am I not accompanying you?"
"hehe."
"What do you mean?" Senior Sister Jiang looked over with cold eyes, which immediately made the fat man feel a chill in this hot summer day.
"No, I just feel so cool and comfortable."
In another carriage behind them, the two people who were approached by this group of people were lying there quietly, their clothes had been changed into a new set.
"Grandpa Song, is he really not dead?" Junior Sister Xia's delicate voice sounded in the carriage.
"I'm not far from death." Old Man Song glanced at the two people lying there. "You guys stay here, I'll go out and get some fresh air. The smell of medicine here is too strong, and I don't like it, old man."
"Yes." Several women in the carriage agreed.
After the old man got out of the carriage, several women came closer and talked quietly.
"What on earth did this young man go through? Senior Brother Chen and I gave him medicine before, but the wound was too leaky. How could anyone survive such a serious injury?"
"There are no bandits or robbers around here. Where did they come from?"
"This girl is really pretty."
"Guess what the relationship between them is? Are they a desperate couple or a brother and sister in trouble?"
"I guess it's a desperate mandarin duck. Look, this man, Grandpa Song, also spent a lot of effort to break his grasp on her hand. It's clear that he will never be separated."
"Can't brothers and sisters do it?"
"I have never seen siblings be so good."
"Yes, yes, when the fat senior brother hugged this girl, his eyes were straight. It seems that his soul was taken away again."
"Senior Fatty Brother has a lot of souls, he can seduce every girl."
Outside this carriage, Old Man Song and Senior Brother Chen were sitting in front of the carriage.
"How's it going, Grandpa Song?" Senior Brother Chen asked.
"The girl is fine, but the boy..." Old Man Song thought deeply.
"The boy can't be saved?"
"It's hard to say. None of you would be able to survive his injuries. He can still hang up with his own breath. If he lets go of his own breath, he will be dead." Song
The old man clasped his hands, put one foot on the carriage, leaned his back against the carriage, and looked at the sky through the shade of the trees.
"So he is also a practicing master?"
"This kid is at least one level." Old Man Song said.
"At least?" Senior Brother Chen doesn't understand. One realm is one realm, and two realms are two realms. With Old Man Song's strength, it is quite easy to distinguish them.
"I can't feel a trace of his true energy flowing. If he is in the second realm, even if the true energy in his body is exhausted, there will still be traces, but there is nothing on him that I don't feel."
"Then he is in the same realm, isn't he?"
"It's not that simple. If he only had one realm, he would have died long ago." Old Man Song shook his head.
"Oh, what do you say?"
"Do you still remember when the sect master let you feel the sword energy entering your body?"
"I remember, that feeling is still fresh in my memory. It almost destroyed my realm. Fortunately, Grandpa Song was watching over me." Senior Brother Chen grinned as he thought of that experience.
"That boy also has sword energy in his body."
"Ah?!" Senior Brother Chen was surprised.
"And it's quite terrifying. I'm afraid your three senior brothers may not be able to withstand the sword energy that remains in his body." Old Man Song said in a deep voice.
"No way?" Senior Brother Chen still couldn't believe it, but Old Man Song wouldn't lie to him. How terrifying was the sword energy in this young man?
The master tried it, but it was only a weak one, and it has been unforgettable to this day. "Then, Grandpa Song..."
Old Man Song shook his head, knowing what he wanted to ask, and said: "No, there is a delicate balance between them now. If I take action, this balance will be broken and the boy will be killed instantly."
"I was able to help you resolve it because I was familiar with the sect master's sword energy, but that's not possible in the current situation."
"Then this kid is not doomed." Senior Brother Chen sighed, which couldn't be described as sad.
"This little baby is not simple. The person who hurt him must be at the same level as the sect master, or above. For such a strong person to deal such a heavy blow to a little baby, it may not be a wise thing to save them. "
"Grandpa Song, are you afraid of getting into trouble?"
"Afraid? Our Jianyan Sect is ranked among the top five in the Shang Kingdom. There are only a handful of people who can scare us. No, it's not fear, it's just fear."
"That's alright. The sect leader is always doing chivalry and justice, and he has never flinched because of any big shot. This is why we people follow the sect leader. This world is in chaos and we need people like us."
"You brat, the sect leader is not a clairvoyant, why are you flattering him here?" Old Man Song was amused by this junior's words.
"I speak from my heart."
"Come on, don't explain to me, an old man. I won't be your mouthpiece, so don't talk nonsense to me." Old Man Song exposed this junior's little thinking.
"Grandpa Song, let's see what you said." Senior Brother Chen rolled his eyes at Old Man Song.
At this time, a horse came over. The young man on the horse was the man who was a bit thin-skinned and was called Junior Brother Song. This man was the grandson of Old Man Song.
"Grandpa, how are those two people?" Junior Brother Song said in a timid voice.
"Okay, do you want to go in and take a look?" Old Man Song looked at his grandson, saw the big prize in his eyes, and then said, "No, it's already crowded enough inside, so don't make things worse for me."
After saying that, he waved him away.
Junior Brother Song did not dare to refute his grandfather, he just sighed and left.
Looking at Junior Brother Song's back, Senior Brother Chen smiled and said, "Grandpa Song, aren't you trying to beat a mandarin duck? If your grandson can't find a wife in the future, don't blame him for not seeing you off to death."
"A dog can't spit out ivory. It's because you, the senior brother, have spoiled him and made him unwilling to make progress, so that he has been unable to break through." Old Man Song said angrily.
"This is called not wanting to make progress. He works much harder than others. It's because you control him too strictly. Look, in front of you, he doesn't even dare to breathe, for fear of being punished by you accidentally. "Senior Brother Chen also followed Old Man Song's example and leaned against the carriage.
"They all just followed his mother's whim and have no masculinity at all." Old Man Song said angrily.
"What's wrong with this temper? I think it's quite good and the girl likes it. Don't you think so, Junior Sister Xia?" Senior Brother Chen Mo Chen asked in a raised voice after speaking.
The whispers in the car behind him suddenly subsided, followed by another burst of laughter.
"Old man Song, don't worry. Junior Brother Song has worked very hard. I guarantee you that when you return to the sect from this trip, Junior Brother will definitely advance to the second level."
"What if it can't be done?"
"If I can't do it, I will let my newborn baby recognize you as his grandfather."
"Bah, I don't care. If I accept your baby as my grandson, won't it mean that I will be a generation older? You are such a thief, but you still want my grandson to be your uncle?" Old Man Song spat.