"I have read the master's handbook. He passed by this place more than a hundred years ago, accidentally entered a certain tribe, and found the Resurrection Flower, which should be nearby. As long as the Resurrection Flower is obtained, I believe that Sanmei will be able to recover.
memory."
The man in dark red robes, He Ping, who gave the "Baicao Jingzhu" to Zhuo Mufeng, said with expectation.
Ye Linlang, a woman in green clothes, also held the hand of her sister in white clothes and said with a soft smile: "Third sister, in order to help you recover, my eldest brother has been working day and night and running around all year round. This time I finally got a clue. He is happier than you!"
"
Hearing this, the elder sister in white glanced at He Ping, her face as beautiful as a hibiscus rose red, and whispered: "Thank you, elder brother, thank you second sister."
A flash of fire flashed in He Ping's eyes, and he pretended to reprimand: "Third sister is out of touch when she says this. You and I are a family, and we should help you as brothers."
The sister in white clothes has her head lowered and her face is smeared. Although she has lost her memory and has a simple and kind temperament, a woman's natural intuition has already made her realize that He Ping has a certain affection for her, which is somewhat unbearable.
While she was lost in thought, her body was suddenly pushed hard, and the sister in white let out a heavenly exclamation. The moment of panic made her delicate and pitiful charm even more touching.
He Ping was stunned for a moment, and instinctively wanted to get angry at Ye Linlang for making a move, but when he saw Ye Linlang's meaningful eyes, his heart moved slightly, and he quickly reached out to hug his sister in white.
Unexpectedly, before her fingers touched her slender waist, the sister in white rotated her body a few times, and while standing firm, she just avoided He Ping's hand. She looked at Ye Linlang with feigned anger: "Second sister, what are you doing?
Well?"
Ye Linlang stepped forward and held her arm, and said with a smile: "You were just joking with me, Third Sister. Look, you almost fell down just now. My brother was almost sweating from fear."
As expected, the sister in white looked at He Ping who secretly expressed pity. He Ping was a little embarrassed and shouted: "Second sister, you are not allowed to scare third sister in the future!"
"Hey! Brother knows that he feels sorry for the third sister. I, the second sister, am bothering you, right? Let me see, when the third sister regains her memory, you two might as well get married."
"Second sister!"
The sister in white clothes stomped her feet, blushing with embarrassment, and hit Ye Linlang's chest with her pink fist. Ye Linlang was not afraid at all, but started quarreling with her sister in white clothes with a giggle.
He Ping looked at this scene and found it quite pleasing to the eye. He recalled Ye Linlang's words just now, his eyes passed over the graceful figure of the sister in white, and his heart was filled with enthusiasm. He smiled and said: "You two rest here, I will go look for you nearby."
Order food and don’t walk away.”
After that, he flew away with a speed that was not inferior to Meng Jiuxiao.
Here, Ye Linlang took her sister in white and sat down, and began to talk about the benefits of marrying He Ping: "The eldest brother is the next head of the Tianhai Sect, a top figure in the overseas martial arts world, rich, powerful, and handsome.
Now he is less than forty years old, and his future is limitless. I don’t know how many girls want to marry him. Once my third sister becomes the wife of the Tianhai Sect’s sect leader, I’m afraid she will have endless blessings in this life.”
The sister in white twisted her waist and said shyly: "Second sister, you are really not ashamed. My eldest brother is so nice, why don't you marry him!"
She looks extremely young, and with her charming temperament, people would believe her when they said she was eighteen or nineteen years old, so this action was not inappropriate.
Even Ye Linlang, who is a woman, was dumbfounded, and then said half-truthfully, "Eldest brother doesn't like me, otherwise I would do my part."
The sister in white clothes was even more embarrassed by her frankness. Seeing her in a daze, Ye Linlang immediately teased: "Look, are you jealous? Third sister, don't worry, the second sister will not compete with you for a man."
The two girls had another good fight.
But at this moment, a fierce burst of air suddenly sounded. Whoosh, before the sound of air explosion dissipated, two figures had already broken through the air, and the surging inner energy radiated around the figures, sending a group of people into the air.
Big trees were broken by the earthquake.
Ye Linlang screamed and quickly unsheathed her sword. The light of the sword was like water waves, guarding her and her sister in white. However, under the powerful impact of Qi Jin, it shattered like glass in the blink of an eye.
"puff!"
Blood spurted out from Ye Linlang's mouth. Her eyes were full of horror.
She has been in the martial arts world of the Central Plains for more than a year, and she has fought with many masters. She even competed with Xu Kaiyang, the 50th ranked master of the Sword Flower Palace, "Flying Sword and Flower".
Unexpectedly, today I couldn't stop the aftermath of these two uninvited guests.
Seeing the aftermath coming one after another, Ye Linlang couldn't resist it. In desperation, the sister in white took a step forward and grabbed Ye Linlang. Like lightning, the two girls quickly retreated for more than ten feet, so fast that Ye Linlang was moved.
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"Spare my life..."
One of the men in the fierce battle shouted, but was pressed on the head by a skinny hand, and then a scene that horrified the two women happened.
I saw the skin and flesh all over the master's body twisting like waves, as if something was forcibly pulled out of the body and flowed into the master's body through the skinny hands.
The owner is an old man with disheveled white hair and a skinny body. He has a long, narrow and gray face, and his eyes are sunken like turbid black stones. He doesn't say a word.
The master's body continued to wither, but the old man's complexion improved a little.
The two women could see clearly that what was absorbed by the man was not his skill, because the old man's Qi had not improved at all, but was more like the essence of the body's origin, which replenished the old man's energy and spirit and made him strong.
"The Marrow Absorption Technique?!" Ye Linlang screamed, her expression as frightened as if she had seen a ghost during the day.
The four words "marrow-absorbing method" seemed to evoke some memories of Sister Bai, but they disappeared in an instant. Without thinking, she slapped the old man with her palm and said softly: "Senior, please stop!"
Although the sister in white is weak, the power of this palm made Ye Linlang's eyes widen. The invisible force of the palm suddenly changed from spring breeze to rain into a violent storm, and the soil was rolled up two feet thick.
layer.
The sudden change did not allow the skinny old man to slowly absorb the prisoner's essence. He forcefully swallowed it in with his five fingers. The master's body more than doubled in size, leaving only skin and bones.
At this time, the palm force was less than three feet away from the skinny old man. The skinny old man did not panic. He clenched his other hand into a fist and punched it out straight. His figure was like a fragile scarecrow in the violent palm force, but then he
With a thud, the overwhelming palm force suddenly stopped.
The skinny old man's white hair was straightened back, and his pair of turbid black eyes suddenly erupted with bright light, and he whispered softly: "Magic skill, Xuanyin flow."
The right claw that had just absorbed the essence was struck forward at the same time, tearing to the left and right, and suddenly the palm force was torn apart like cotton wool. The big trees on both sides were broken and flew away in random directions, and the cracks were like being gnawed by wild beasts. It was because the claw force was out of control.
The damage caused cannot be endured by ordinary Earth Spirit Ranking experts.
And this was just a casual blow from the sister in white and the skinny old man.
Seeing the corpse on the ground, a look of unbearability flashed across the face of the sister in white, but before she could speak, the skinny old man opposite had already said: "Ren Sihai, looking for the magic dragon?"
He probably wanted to ask, what is the relationship between Sister Baiyi and Ren Sihai, and whether she also came here to find the magic dragon like him? But the way of asking was too strange, making it difficult to understand at once.
Seeing that the sister in white clothes was silent, the skinny old man snorted and took the initiative this time to attack. Fast, too fast, his body was like a weightless smoke. He was as strong as Meng Jiuxiao, but his speed was much slower than that.
Before Ye Linlang could react, there was a roar, her eardrums stung, and she felt dizzy. Immediately, a surging internal force burst out in all directions.
She had to draw her sword and slash with all her strength, but she was still shaken by the force and her feet rubbed the ground. She kept pushing back until she was six feet away, then she stumbled a few times and stabilized, but her face turned pale.
When Ye Linlang looked at the place where the battle was taking place, her face turned even paler, because the sister in white and the skinny old man had changed places, as if two shadows were overlapping each other, and they were flying away quickly under the intense fighting.
"Third sister, come back quickly!"
Ye Linlang shouted anxiously and was about to give chase when a figure passed her and rushed past her like the wind. Waves of tsunami sounds surrounded the man, pushing him to continue to accelerate. In an instant, there was only a black dot left, which was where he was going.
And He Ping returned.
After he heard the noise, he used Tianhaimen's peerless Qinggong to rush over with all his strength, but unfortunately he was still a step too late.
The skinny old man and the sister in white who forgot to display their martial arts were both better than He Ping in martial arts. By the time He Ping arrived at the scene, the two had already drifted away, and in the end even their voices disappeared.
"Third sister..."
He Pingyungong roared like an enraged lion. He refused to give up, believing that the third sister would definitely leave clues, but as he chased after him, he found that all signs of the battle had disappeared inexplicably, as if they had never existed.
The surrounding forest seemed boundless, and no matter which direction he chose, he could not rush out. He shouted to his third sister, his eyes red as if he was about to lose his mind.
In the notes left by his master, there was never any mention of such a weird thing. He believed that the master would never hide it if he encountered it. If he had known this, he should not have brought his third sister here rashly.
After three days and three nights of searching, He Ping, with his hair disheveled and his head downcast, suddenly saw a beautiful figure in the forest.
He rushed over in surprise, and when he got closer, he realized it was Ye Linlang. He was disappointed in his heart, and reluctantly stood in front of her, forcing a smile and saying: "Second sister, are you okay?"
Ye Linlang also looked a little embarrassed, with a haggard face, and said softly: "Brother, I've been so scared these days, and I'm so worried about you."
He Ping: "I'm fine. The most important thing now is to find Third Sister. Let's find her together."
Ye Linlang saw that he didn't ask about her situation, and only talked about her third sister. Fortunately for her, she was so worried about him. She felt a sense of grievance and resentment in her heart, but her face remained calm: "Well, I'll go look for him with you."
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Zhuo Mufeng wandered in the wild forest for a full month.
During this month, he slept in the open air and had already finished all his dry food. However, for some reason, there were very few insects and beasts in the forest, causing him to starve for many days. If it were not for his extraordinary skills, he would have turned into a corpse.
If Zhuo Mufeng, the most majestic master of the True Qi realm in the Eastern Zhou Dynasty and known as a peerless genius, died of hunger, it would really become a big news in the world.
But Zhuo Mufeng really couldn't hold on any longer. The life and death of Wu Yuanyuan and Meng Jiuxiao were uncertain. He wanted to find them quickly, but he didn't even have time to break through in cultivation.
Just when he was describing the wind and frost and feeling exhausted, he suddenly saw rows of vague buildings in the forest through the light white mist. There were many connected streets and formed a boundary of its own. There were figures walking back and forth on the road. In the distance,
There were even shouts and shouts.
For Zhuo Mufeng, who had been away from human life for a long time, it was undoubtedly like hearing the voice of a fairy.
He didn't have time to care whether it was the illusion he encountered before, so he stumbled and ran towards that direction. By accident, he rolled down the hillside, and finally rolled and passed out, landing in front of a wooden house.