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- After Yan Xiaocang activated "Linghuo No. 3", he immediately took out the small bottle of life-saving liquid that never left his body and poured it into his mouth. Suddenly, his vision went dark, but the stone was blocking the sun in the air and rolling all the way. flew over,
Countless martial arts moves and magic flashed through my mind, but I couldn¡¯t find a way to reverse the situation despite severe internal injuries and weakness of limbs.
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The smooth sailing after entering Qimeng Paradise had cultivated his arrogance and self-confidence, but he had suffered heavy blows recently. Finally, when he was so close to death, Yan Xiaocang understood many things that others had told him, And the truth that he has always disapproved of,
The dark shadow of the stone casts on Yan Xiaocang¡¯s face. The sun is right next to him, but he has no strength to touch it.
The dark shadow is still on his face,
The dark shadow continued on his face,
Because the stone stopped in mid-air,
I don't know when, Pei Zhendong stood on this stone, hovering in the air with the stone. Even a monk hunter, using magic such as levitation and light feather, can only slow down the speed of descent. The legendary Eight Star The flying technique that can only be used by monk hunters of the above level is only for flying at low altitude.
Flying and hovering are never the same level of difficulty.
Dragonflies, hummingbirds, these creatures with the ability to hover are all the objects of human research. Even so, helicopters did not come out until long after the Wright brothers invented the gliding aircraft.
Pei Zhendong, as a combat hunter, has easily achieved a state that is difficult to achieve even with technology and magic, and he has also been able to hover in the air together with a rock weighing several hundred kilograms.
??Could it be said that when the Eastern martial arts practice reaches its peak, such an effect can be achieved?
"If the one-eyed grimacing monster had seen Pei Zhendong's exposed hand at the beginning, he would have given up his plan to treat Yan Xiaocang as lunch, dinner and midnight snack, and even given up the cave.
However, now it has entered a state of rage. Thousands of compound eyes are glowing red, as if it can only walk in a straight line, forgetting to turn, and running straight towards the rocks in the air.
However, this does not mean that the one-eyed grimacing monster has become an idiot. It refused to hit the stone with its head. It used its legs and jumped into the air. When it reached the same height as Pei Zhendong, it rushed over like a small mountain of meat.
At this time, the life-saving medicine began to take effect. Yan Xiaocang felt that the pain in his chest and lower abdomen was much weaker. He pushed up his upper body and looked at Pei Zhendong intently. He knew that the one-eyed grimace monster was definitely not Pei Zhendong's opponent, but for Pei Zhendong, who showed great strength, was still full of curiosity as to how he would kill this monster.
Pei Zhendong's hands-on style is very similar to Yan Xiaocang's. It seems that his movements are very slow, and every move is clearly discernible. However, he is able to block the one-eyed ghost-faced monster that rushes at high speed. It seems that he just moved his wrist, and the one-eyed ghost-faced monster just moved. He fell straight down, his limbs twitched, and he closed his eyes unwillingly.
As soon as the figure flashed, Pei Zhendong stood in front of Yan Xiaocang with his hands behind his back.
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"You can't die yet." Yan Xiaocang said angrily. After today's near-death experience, his admiration and respect for Pei Zhendong have dropped a lot.
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No matter how Yan Xiaocang helped him climb up the cliff little by little, Pei Zhendong had no intention of helping him: "The one-eyed grimace monster has no magic or supernatural attack capabilities, and the intensity of its physical attacks is even worse than that of dragon monsters. Yuan, what it relies on is that it is more difficult to kill. If you can't even defeat such a monster, how can you guarantee your survival in the dream paradise?"
Yan Xiaocang's face was ugly, his legs were trembling, and he still couldn't stand up straight. He gritted his teeth and said, "I understand, and I will work hard. If Uncle Pei has time, please take me to find another similar monster."
"No, I didn't kill it, I just knocked it out and let it rest. Let's come back to it tomorrow."
With a "plop", Yan Xiaocang fell softly to the ground again.
That night, Yan Xiaocang tossed and turned, unable to sleep alone.
Living with the idol you admire, receiving personal guidance from the idol, fighting to the death with powerful monsters without dying, all these are the dreams of any hunter who is committed to the cause of Dream Paradise, but?When the dream life came to his head, Yan Xiaocang suddenly discovered that it was not as beautiful as he imagined.
Although the life-saving liquid has a remarkable effect, it also has a fatal weakness. For open wounds and injuries to internal organs, the life-saving liquid can cure the injury and is extremely effective. However, if the injury is a bone, the situation will not be good.
If the bone is broken, at most it will form a protruding osteoma at the location of the crack. If it is broken, the life-saving medicine will flow out of the fracture and promote the rapid growth of the periosteum until it is reconnected. The problem is that the hunters The injuries will not be so neat, and the fractures will inevitably be dislocated, so the bones that grow crazily are like the blind male and female protagonists in "The Heroes". The distance between the two is clearly within reach, but they pass by each other.
So, one bone might become two.
This is lucky. If it is a comminuted fracture, the countless bone fragments floating in the muscles and blood will be automatically judged as useless by the life-saving liquid and ignored, and only the parts connected to the nerves will be identified. The result is what When you move, the bones around the wound will click.
Yan Xiaocang was beaten around by the One-eyed Ghostface Monster like a sandbag. Although he had a strong sense of self-protection and protected his vitals, two ribs were broken. When Pei Zhendong knocked out the One-eyed Ghostface Monster and checked his wounds By the time, the life-saving medicine had begun to take effect, and the ribs were connected together, but the connection was misaligned.
?? If we don¡¯t say that Nine Star Hunters are all strong men, Pei Zhendong was not polite. He didn¡¯t even use anesthesia, nor did he find any fluoroscopy or the like. He directly broke the injured ribs again with two punches and reconnected them.
Yan Xiaocang fainted cleanly.
When I woke up, I found myself lying on a soft blanket, with a bonfire burning brightly behind a stone shelter from the wind. The army pot was steaming, and the fragrant smell tempted people's appetite.
Another advantage of being with Pei Zhendong is that the food, clothing, housing and transportation are all very comfortable. He has been hanging out in the dream paradise for more than ten years, traveling all over the snowy mountains and deserts, and spending more than 200 days in the wild in a year. If he treats himself badly, , even an iron body cannot withstand it,
Therefore, unlike those heroes who practice hard in martial arts novels, Pei Zhendong¡¯s life, although not luxurious, is definitely exquisite.
For the same barbecue, he carries more than a dozen spices with him, ranging from cumin native to Xinjiang to Indian curry. Others only know what kind of plants are edible and what kinds of plants are poisonous, but Pei Zhendong can tear off a few from the tree. An inconspicuous piece of tree bark is cooked to taste like hand-made noodles.
Yan Xiaocang got up from the blanket and walked a few steps. He found that the injury was almost healed, only some faint pain remained.
The firelight illuminated Pei Zhendong's broad shoulders. Under the night, the man who was putting condiments into the marching pot gave Yan Xiaocang the feeling of being as immovable as a mountain.
If it weren¡¯t for the intense stimulation brought to Yan Xiaocang during the day, he would not have had the idea of ??sneaking away.
He knew that Pei Zhendong was doing it for his own good, and he also knew that Pei Zhendong had been controlling the situation and would not let the one-eyed grimace kill him. However, this training method was too terrifying.
After a full meal of wild mushroom soup, the naan baked according to the authentic Xinjiang people's technique was baked on the fire. It was soft, soft and delicious. Yan Xiaocang took big bites and ate twice as much as the night before.
Pei Zhendong looked happily at the young man who was engrossed in eating and said, "That's right. Eat more so you will have strength tomorrow."
Yan Xiaocang didn¡¯t dare to look up at him, fearing that he would change his mind after touching his gaze as profound as the sea, and stay and continue to suffer inhuman suffering.
It was late at night, and Yan Xiaocang didn't fall asleep for a long time. He listened to the tireless chirping of unknown insects and the crackling sound of the bonfire, and finally waited until Pei Zhendong fell asleep.
Standing up quietly, Yan Xiaocang bowed to Pei Zhendong, determined the direction from the bright stars in the sky, and walked towards the exit of Dragon Tooth Valley,
"I'm sorry, Uncle Pei, I have failed to live up to your expectations of me. I am not giving up practice, I just want to change my way" After walking away, Yan Xiaocang whispered softly, as if to find a reason for himself, so that he could feel better. Some,
Who knows, just as he finished speaking, he heard a sigh coming from the dark night,
"Who is there?" Yan Xiaocang was startled, pulled out his staff and pointed it in the direction of the sound.
A person came out from behind the tree. Seeing him getting closer and closer, Yan Xiaocang felt that his throat was so dry that he could not speak, and his face turned red into a big red cloth: "Uncle Pei, I"
Pei Zhendong's face was solemn, contrary to his usual cordiality: "Xiao Cang, you have thought about it, you really want to give up this opportunity to practice."
"I" After hesitating twice, Yan Xiaocang couldn't continue. He felt that seeing Pei Zhendong's disappointed eyes was more uncomfortable than being beaten by the one-eyed grimace monster.
"I have something to talk to you about. If you really want to leave, just wait until dawn." Pei Zhendong passed Yan Xiaocang and passed him.
After hesitating for a moment, the young man followed him.
He added a few dead branches to the bonfire to let the flames burn again: "Why have I only heard you talking about your mother these days and never heard you talk about your father?" Pei Zhendong asked casually,
Originally thought that Pei Zhendong was going to reprimand him, but he didn't expect that he would ask this as soon as he opened his mouth. Yan Xiaocang was stunned for a moment and said firmly: "I have no father."
Pei Zhendong was shocked. He lost control of his hand and threw a dead branch straight into the soil: "How can you say that?"
"I really don't have a father. I heard people say that after my mother had me, my grandma and grandpa were very angry because my mother would kill me even if she didn't say who my father was. Later, my grandpa kicked us out, and when I entered Qimeng Heaven, that dad never visited us either.¡±
Pei Zhendong absentmindedly picked up the fire with the branches in his hands, splashing a cloud of sparks every time. After a long time, he asked in a dry voice: "Do you hate your father?" - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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