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    At dawn, the rain became heavier and heavier.  Under the erosion of rain, the roads were muddy, and terrible flash floods even broke out in many places.  The hard-working people in the past either continued to sleep soundly or took shelter from the rain at home. No one went out on such a heavy rainy day.  At this moment, a stumbling figure appeared in the previously inaccessible mountains, rushing in the rain at dawn.  This figure's body looks concave and convex, with the figure of a young woman; however, she is dressed in the attire of an old man, with a large cloak on her head, and her facial features are blurred, making her look like an old woman.  old woman.  Although I stumbled at the beginning, I climbed all the way south and climbed many mountains.  Later, the speed became slower and slower, and I fell to the ground several times.  The last time, I fell into a puddle next to an unfathomable deep stream, and I still couldn't get up.  "Is everything going to end?" The young woman raised her head and looked at the seemingly endless rolling mountains in the distance. Her hands and feet were getting colder and colder.  His face turned blue, and black spots appeared on the skin all over his body. In despair and pain, his body kept shaking, slowly shrinking into a ball, getting colder and colder.  The rainwater in the puddle accumulated more and more, gradually covering her neck and getting closer to her nose.  If this continues, it may not take long for her body to be completely submerged.  However, looking at the water level getting higher and higher, she remained motionless.  Maybe it was despair, maybe it was too tired, and I no longer had the strength to move.  There are more and more dark spots on his body, and the magical talismans in his body are getting darker and darker, and are about to fall apart.  While Mufeng was healing his wounds with all his strength and undoing the seal, Jing Wushuang, disguised as an old woman, quietly left his side.  Walking alone in the mountains, hoping to return to the hidden grotto in the fairy prison and spend the rest of his life quietly alone.  Although the injury was serious, in order to prevent Mufeng from being unable to leave after waking up, she left in the rain without caring about dealing with the injuries inside her body.  I thought that I could at least stay away from the mountains behind Mu Mansion so that Mu Feng could no longer find traces of him.  Unexpectedly, my body was barely able to hold on at first, but in the second half of the night, my body completely deteriorated and I could no longer hold on.  The injuries left by the masters such as Li Henshui and the right protector in black robes were minor. For her, the real fatal thing was the backlash of the poisonous Heart Sutra.  In order to protect Mu Feng, she overextended her own strength along the way, and was no longer able to suppress the poison of the poisonous Heart Sutra, and suffered a terrible backlash.  Now, there are black spots all over the body, and it will not take long for the whole body to fester and turn into a pool of pus and die.  The power of the Poison Heart Sutra is astonishing. Once you understand it thoroughly, your poison skills are unparalleled in the world; however, the cost of practicing this technique is also extremely tragic.  At that time, because of practicing this skill, the ghost mother Li Feifei became neither human nor ghost, and could only hide in a cave without seeing the light all year round. Murong Bi, the leader of the Poison Sect, was slightly better, and the Poison Sect was passed down from generation to generation.  Other cultivation techniques suppress the poison of the highly poisonous Heart Sutra. It doesn't look so scary on the outside, but secretly it is still tortured.  In the end, the catastrophe was about to come, and both body and soul were destroyed under the bombardment of the catastrophe. The entire Poison Sect had to relocate as a whole and hide in a more secret place to avoid the enemy's pursuit.  After Murong Bi's death, as her close disciple, Jing Wushuang naturally became the next leader of the Poison Sect.  With his talent in cultivation and refining medicine, he not only made rapid progress, but also outdid others, cultivating the Poisonous Heart Sutra to the sixth level.  In the end, he broke through the bottleneck in one fell swoop and entered the realm of saints, and his poison skills were unparalleled in the world.  With his unparalleled poison skills and extremely poisonous heart sutra, he can kill people invisibly, making it impossible to guard against him.  When you first break through to the Saint Realm, even if you encounter a super master in the middle Saint Realm or even the late Saint Realm, you will have nothing to fear.  Jing Wushuang is very powerful, but unfortunately, in order to protect Mu Feng this time, all he encounters are the best among masters.  In the end, Mu Feng was safe and sound, but she ran out of energy and suffered a terrible backlash, and the damage from the poisonous Heart Sutra completely exploded.  "It's better to die here like this. At least, it's better than dying ugly in front of Mu Feng!" Looking up at the distant sky again, Jing Wushuang looked bitter and sighed secretly in his heart.  Since her face was completely disfigured and she became neither human nor ghost, she no longer has much nostalgia for this world, and her life has become boring.  The reason why he is still alive is, on the one hand, to lead the disciples of the Poison Sect through the difficulties and to find a suitable successor before his death according to the rules of the Poison Sect; on the other hand, he is concerned about his brothers, such as Tianhu and Mufeng, and many other people.  I have so many relatives, I hope I can see them more often in my lifetime.  ??According to her inquiries over the years, her brother, Li Tianhu, had already died on the battlefield after joining the army in northern Xinjiang, with no bones left.  Now, after saving Mu Feng's life at the critical moment and helping him survive a disaster, he no longer has any worries in his heart.  Just?There is nothing to regret if you die here quietly.  "Shuang'er, Shuang'er" Just when Jing Wushuang was in a trance and about to pass away, familiar calls came from his ears.  When I opened my eyes, I saw a young, stalwart man coming in front of me at some point, with an anxious and concerned look on his face.  With sword-shaped eyebrows, a high nose, and a face as sharp as a knife, who else could it be if it wasn't Mu Feng whom I worried about day and night?  "Mu Feng, you, why are you here, I" Seeing Mu Feng suddenly coming in front of him, Jing Wushuang was a little panicked, and instinctively stretched out his hand, preparing to pull down the big cloak on his head and cover it.  Terrible face.  Unexpectedly, when he grabbed it with one hand, the big cloak that was originally on his head fell off at some point.  She wanted to pretend to be an old woman again, but she was at a loss under Mu Feng's sharp eyes.  "Shuang'er, there's no need to deny it anymore. I know you are Shuang'er. No matter how big the change is, you are still the same Shuang'er that I am." Looking at Jing Wushuang who was seriously injured for himself and dying, Mufeng's nose felt sour and he stretched out his hand.  He picked her up gently.  "No, Mu Feng, don't" Jing Wushuang struggled for a while, covering her face with her hands, tears streaming down her face, "Mu Feng, let's go, let's go quickly. The way I look now, I'm no longer worthy of being with you, even being you  I don't have the qualifications to be a book boy or a maid. Go away, Shuang'er doesn't want you to see this ugly look. Brother Mu Feng, please go away!" "No matter how good your appearance is, it will grow old and remain unchanged.  It¡¯s the days we walked together. Shuang¡¯er, no matter what you become, you will always be my Shuang¡¯er. From now on, we will never be separated again. Come, come with me and follow me back to the East China Sea.  !" Mu Feng gently opened Jing Wushuang's hand and kissed her face covered with abscesses.  Then he picked her up and stirred the wheel of time and space in his body to fly away in an instant, returning to the distant East China Sea.
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