One thousand six hundred and forty, can you give it back to me?
"Yun Xiao, even if you live another life, you can't escape the fate of death!"
In the confusion, Yun Xiao suddenly heard a voice that was engraved in his bones. When he followed the sound and turned his head, what he saw was the tip of a spear with a cold light.
Crack!
There was a soft sound, and Yun Xiao felt a pain in his heart. A spear had already pierced his chest. He felt that this scene was extremely familiar, even so familiar that he had experienced it personally.
"Cang Long Emperor, Lu Qinwan, it's you again!"
When Yun Xiao raised his head and saw two figures whose faces were unclear but exuded a familiar aura, he couldn't help but become furious, because those were his two biggest enemies in his previous life.
"Give up, Yun Xiao, you can't get revenge!"
As if the sound of a sigh came from an extremely distant place, De Yunxiao felt a burst of strength from nowhere and suddenly retreated, exiting the range of the domineering spear.
Bang!
However, at this moment, Yun Xiao suddenly felt a pain in his lower abdomen, and then his whole body rose into the air like a dragon riding in the mist, and finally fell hard.
Poof!
There was a sound of falling water, and Yun Xiao felt that his eyes, ears, mouth and nose were wrapped in water, and he could not even breathe. Finally, he fell into coma again due to holding his breath.
After being so confused and confused for an unknown amount of time, Yun Xiao opened his eyes again, but what caught his eye was a wooden roof with seemingly small holes on it, dripping water drops downwards.
.
"It turns out that what happened before was just a dream!"
Yun Xiao opened his eyes and forced his slightly sore body to sit up from the bed. He seemed to have figured out something and couldn't help but murmured.
In fact, Yun Xiao's last memory was before he was teleported out of the Sky Stairway space using his device heart. What happened next made his eyes really darken.
It was only at this moment that Yun Xiao finally figured it out. At the same time, he felt a little afraid, secretly thinking that he might have been a little reckless this time.
With the help of the teleportation from the heart space, Yun Xiao was indeed teleported to the Nine Levels of Longxiao, but not only did he fail to catch up with Jiang Jingyu, the genius of Chongxiao Sect, but he made himself miserable.
This is very similar to when Yun Xiao teleported from Qianlong Continent to Tenglong Continent, but at that time he fell from the sky, this time he fell directly into the river.
"Looks like someone saved me!"
Yun Xiao is so smart. Although his mind is still a little unclear, he can still guess a rough idea. If he had been unconscious in the water, he would have been drowned long ago, right?
"What is this place?"
After thinking about these obscure details, Yun Xiao began to look at the situation inside the room, and then he discovered that this was an extremely simple shack. Not only was there air leakage from everywhere, but the drizzle outside was not even covered by the roof.
live.
Crunch!
Just when Yun Xiao was taking stock of the situation in the room, the simple door was pushed open from the outside, and then a rather ugly young man walked in, making Yun Xiao immediately turn his attention away.
come over.
"Ah, you're awake?!"
The ugly boy who just walked into the room was naturally Wang Zilang, who rescued Yun Xiao from the river. But this time when he entered the room, he saw that the man actually sat up from the bed and stared at him.
, couldn't help but exclaimed, his voice filled with a touch of joy.
To be honest, after rescuing Yun Xiao that day, Wang Zilang only came back after carrying water because of Zeng Lianhu's words.
Zeng Lianhu, who said "Leave it to me", finally just threw the young man outside his hut, and later he had to help Yun Xiao to the simple bed.
I originally thought that in such a harsh environment, this guy who had been soaked in the water for countless days might not really be able to wake up, but I didn't expect that this guy not only woke up, but also seemed to be recovering well.
Whoosh!
Just when Wang Zilang was surprised and happy, the young man on the bed suddenly stood up and stood in front of him. His eyes that seemed to flash with a flash of lightning stared at this man.
The third young master of the Wang family.
"What...what happened?"
For some reason, even if there was no strong aura erupting from this young man in rough clothes, it still made Wang Zilang's heart beat violently. He subconsciously took a step back and uttered a trembling question.
"Did you save me?"
There was a glint in Yun Xiao's eyes, and he asked directly. After seeing the ugly boy nodding, he asked in a deep voice: "Can you give me back my waist?"
It turned out that Yun Xiao suddenly jumped out of bed precisely because he found that the waistband around his waist was missing. His first suspicion was naturally the ugly young man who rescued him.
Yun Xiao even thought for a time that the guy who fished him out of the river might not be really kind-hearted, but was interested in his own pocket and wanted to make a fortune.
Therefore, Yun Xiao made up his mind that if this boy took the initiative to return his money to him, he would not care about it, and it would not be impossible to even give him some reward.
But if this kid pretends to be stupid and refuses to hand over the money, then he will no longer care about the life-saving grace. After all, there are many things that are extremely important to Yun Xiao within the money.
Not to mention anything else, Yun Xiao already regarded the dragon tree spirit dragon as his own son. He still wanted to rely on this cheap son to win Shen Xingmou's favor.
Of course, the waistband that belongs to Yun Xiao has been soul-restricted by him for a long time. At least cultivators below the Tongtian realm, or cultivators who have not reached the heaven-level advanced soul, it is impossible to open the waistband.
Take out what's inside.
Perhaps this is the reason why neither Golden Snake Insect Xiao Wu nor Ancient Sky Phoenix Hong Yu took action when Na Yao was taken away. They were both waiting for Yun Xiao to wake up and solve the problem on their own.
"Na... Nai Yao?"
However, after Yun Xiao's question came out, Wang Zilang was confused. The rhetorical question in his mouth made Yun Xiao sneer in his heart, secretly thinking that this seemingly simple young man has quite good acting skills.
But the fact is that Wang Zilang really didn’t know what he was doing. He fished Yun Xiao out of the river that day, and he only wanted to save people. Just after draining the sewage from Yun Xiao’s belly, Zeng Lianhu came over and whipped him.
A whip.
Therefore, when Wang Zilang really had time to pay attention to Yun Xiao, it was when he came back exhausted physically and mentally from carrying water, and by that time, the waistband on Yun Xiao's body had long since disappeared.
"Boy, if you hand over your waist now, I can pretend that nothing has happened. It's not a big deal even to help you cure this innate pulse. But if you still don't know what to do, don't blame me, Yun Xiao."
ruthless!"
How could Yun Xiao come to make excuses with this ugly young man? With his knowledge and perception, he could immediately sense Wang Zilang's innate vitality. He believed that using this method of repayment to seduce him, the other party would not be able to resist.
"What? Can you cure innate terminal meridians? I...I...I..."
Sure enough, after Yun Xiao finished speaking, Wang Zilang suddenly trembled and said the word "I" three times in a row, but he was so excited that he didn't know how to express what he meant.
From the time when Wang Zilang was sensible, he was told that he was suffering from congenital pulmonary disease and that he might not be able to practice pulmonary qi throughout his life. When he became an adult, he was sent to this remote Wuhuang Village.
With the financial resources of the Wang family, they certainly found many powerful pulse refiners to heal Wang Zilang's innate pulses, and some even hired a high-level heavenly pulse refiner.
It's a pity that a disease like congenital terminal pulse is a terminal disease in Tenglong Continent, and not everyone in Jiuzhong Longxiao can cure it at will.
When Yun Xiao was able to use a method of isolating air, he asked Qian Sanyuan and others, who were at the level of earth-level pulse refiners, to initially control Xue Ningxiang's innate pulse. This was mainly due to the holy power of Longxiao War God in his previous life.
The methods of a level pulse refiner.
As for Wang Zilang's innate pulse, even a true holy-level pulse refiner might not be able to resolve it. Therefore, his father, the head of the royal family, was desperate and sent him down.
It’s Wuhuang Village.
"No, this is impossible, please stop trying to make me happy!"
However, after a brief surprise, Wang Zilang finally retained a trace of reason. Even a high-level heaven-level pulse refiner was helpless. How could this young man who seemed to be just over 20 years old be able to cure the innate pulse?
In Wang Zilang's view, this young man must have been desperate to get his wife back, and he didn't know where he had heard about his congenital disease, so he was making alarmist claims.
"But I remember where your waist might be!"
Just when Yun Xiao was about to say something, Wang Zilang shook his head dejectedly and heard him say: "But I advise you not to think about taking it back, lest you risk your little life.
Get in there too!"
It seems that Wang Zilang thought of the ruthlessness of the Zeng family and his son. There was once a passing cultivator who was assassinated by the Zeng family and his son, and ended up with no bones left.
As the saying goes, eliminating wealth and avoiding disaster, Wang Zilang had already guessed that when Zeng Lianhu brought this man back that day, he must have taken away his waist.
Zeng Lianhu did not harm this young man's life, which shows that he is in a good mood. If you insist on not giving up and come to your door, he may become angry and his life will be difficult to save.
Bang!
However, just when Wang Zilang finished his words of admonishment, the door of this small thatched hut was kicked open by someone from the outside, and then he walked quickly into a tall and thick figure. When he stood there, there was
A strong sense of oppression.
"Tiger...Brother Tiger?!"
When Wang Zilang turned around in surprise, he immediately recognized that it was Zeng Lianhu, the son of the village chief. Even his voice was trembling. This guy kicked the shed door to pieces. It was obvious that the person who came was evil.