Counting this day, Yang Wu had been hungry for four full days.
He finally got a piece of food to fill his stomach, but it was kicked over by someone, and he was so angry that he filled his forehead.
The bamboo pole that kicked over Yang Wu's food also stepped on the food that fell to the ground. Then he looked at Yang Wu condescendingly and said coldly: "Boy, don't forget what our sister Wang said. If you don't obey her, you will Just wait to starve to death.”
"You're looking for death!" Yang Wu rushed up without thinking and punched the bamboo pole in front of the door.
Unfortunately, Yang Wu's fist was weak, and the bamboo pole was not an idle prison slave. He grabbed Yang Wu's hand, and with a twist, he directly broke Yang Wu's hand.
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Yang Wu screamed in pain and broke out in cold sweat.
"What a worthless piece of trash. If Sister Wang hadn't thought you looked like a dog, I would have made you splash with blood today." Zhugan said with disdain, and kicked her hard again. The ground hit Yang Wu's lower abdomen and kicked him two meters away.
Yang Wu lay on the ground and could not get up for a long time.
"Listen up, kid, if you don't crawl into Sister Wang's bed tonight, you will be waiting to die." After Zhugan said this, he left.
The other prison slaves looked at this scene with a bit of jealousy. Who didn't know that Wang Yan was one of the best people in District 68, and being favored by her meant that he could live a very comfortable life in District 68, but The kid in front of me doesn't seem to be very sensible.
Yang Wu was lying on the ground, unable to get up. The anger in his heart was really suppressed to the extreme, but it was a pity that he had nowhere to vent it!
The thin monkey came forward and helped Yang Wu up, then tore half of the bun in his hand and handed it to Yang Wu: "Come on, brother, I still have half here, eat it."
The red color in Yang Wu's eyes slowly faded, replaced by a complex emotion: "If you do this, you will definitely receive revenge from them."
"What's the big deal? Don't look at me thin, but I'm not allowed to be beaten. Don't be afraid!" said the thin monkey, patting his chest.
Yang Wu took the half of the bun and showed a sincere smile: "From now on, you will be my brother, Yang Wu."
Then, he quickly stuffed the steamed bun into his mouth, fearing that the bamboo pole would come back again.
After the thin monkey ate half of his steamed bun, he walked over and picked up the steamed bun that had been trampled on by the bamboo pole. He cut off the dirty places and took the rest in his hand and gestured to Yang Wu. "Do you want some more?"
Yang Wu shook his head lightly. He would never accept such dirty food, but the next moment he watched Shouhou stuff the dirty steamed bun into his mouth.
"If you don't even have a chance to survive, how can you leave here?" Thin Monkey murmured to himself.
After Yang Wu heard this, he felt extremely emotional in an instant, "Yes, if you can't even survive yourself, how can you leave here?"
Then, he took the dirty steamed bun and stuffed it into his mouth, realizing in his heart how difficult it was to live.
After Yang Wu and Shouhou finished eating, they didn't talk about anything and went back to their own dens to rest.
There are no houses for rest in this mountain prison. Every prison slave has to dig a den of his own and get in to escape the cold wind at night. If he cannot withstand the severe cold at night, he may freeze to death. possible.
Yang Wu ate half a steamed bun and his condition improved a lot. The most important thing was that the peach core tied around his abdomen seemed to have a magical power, making his health better and better.
After he returned to the den, he took out the peach core and looked at the little black dog huddled aside.
"Xiao Hei, is this some kind of treasure? I always feel that it is extraordinary."
The little black dog blinked, and then nodded slightly, as if answering Yang Wu's words in the affirmative.
"Then do you think if I eat it, will all my injuries recover?" Yang Wu asked again.
Xiao Hei still nodded, his eyes were very smart.
"If there really is such a magical peach core, I'm afraid it would have been devoured by you long ago. How could it be my turn?" Yang Wu sighed with emotion, and then tied the peach core in his belt again, without really putting it in his hands. have eaten.
Now, he has received some food supplements and has recovered a lot of his physical strength. Unfortunately, all his original martial arts have been destroyed, and it is difficult for him to gather strength again, which makes him extremely sad.
"If the Dantian cannot be fully restored, I, the Viscount, will die here sooner or later. Do I, Yang Wu, deserve to be like this?" Yang Wu muttered to himself unwillingly, and then he added: "It's pitiful that my Yang family has been loyal for generations, but in the end I was killed. King Quan abandoned it so easily, if I can get out of trouble in the future, I must restore the lintel of my Yang family and suppress King Quan!"
The little black dog heard all this in his ears, and his eyes were filled with an inexplicable light.
Yang Wu fell asleep without knowing it.
At this moment, the little black dog jumped on him, grabbed the peach core from his waist, then held it in front of Yang Wu's slightly open mouth and fed the peach core to him.
If anyone saw this scene, they would be shocked. A little black dog actually kissed a big man.
If Yang Wu knew about it, he would feel even more miserable. He didn't even let a dog go, and even took away his first kiss. This made him feel so embarrassed.
After the peach core was fed into Yang Wu's mouth by the little black dog, the little black dog gently scratched Yang Wu's face. Yang Wu only felt itchy, so he opened and closed his mouth, and the peach core was directed toward his throat. Roll down.
The peach core was as big as an egg. If it was swallowed unexpectedly, no matter who it was, it would be stuck and suffocated, and Yang Wu would be no exception.
Just when Yang Wu was about to wake up, the peach core emitted a warm luster, as if warm water flowed into his throat, making it fall into Yang Wu's belly easily.
Yang Wu did not wake up. He turned over in a daze and continued to sleep again.
After the peach core entered Yang Wu's body, Yang Wu's body immediately felt like fairy music was playing, and like flowers blooming. Immortal energy instantly filled his twelve meridians, limbs, bones, internal organs, and a burst of vitality. It hit him all over.
Before he was imprisoned, Yang Wu's Dantian Xuanqi had been directly abolished by masters, and his Dantian was even shattered. He was no longer able to absorb the Xuanqi of heaven and earth, and could no longer practice martial arts. Now, the position of Yangwu's Dantian has been replaced by a peach core, and it is once again reunited with the Twelve Sutras. After taking the connection, a recurring mysterious energy escape ring was formed, re-forming a Qi-absorbing martial body.
A martial artist cultivates Qi into the body, turns it into a rainbow, penetrates the meridians and acupuncture points, and his strength becomes a gang. He can split mountains and split the earth, overturn rivers and seas, and is omnipotent.
When Yang Wu established his Dantian again, he had the opportunity to become a warrior again. This was undoubtedly a reinvention.
It must be known that if the martial bodies of many warriors were abolished, it would undoubtedly cost their lives. If Yang Wu hadn't still cared about him, how could he have lived happily.
The peach core occupies the Dantian. Thousands of holes on the core's body breathe out mist. Wisps of dense air travel along the twelve main meridians. All the meridians of the whole body are moistened. Some hidden diseases are all cured. The scars are also healing with the naked eye, the meridians are getting bigger and tougher, the acupuncture points are also shining brightly, the internal organs are full of blood, and the vitality is increasing explosively.
This is definitely a change that cleanses the marrow and cuts the pulse. It forcibly transforms Yang Wu's body into an extremely powerful one, and his lifespan has also been greatly increased. It can be called a heavenly creation.
Yang Wu was still in a sleeping state, unaware of the changes in his body. He only knew that he was having a sweet dream and his saliva was drooling.
He dreamed of entering the fairy palace, where auspicious air was steaming, spiritual beasts were flying, thousands of purple clouds shone across the fairy river, fairies like flowers and jade were holding bamboo baskets, jade vases, or colorful ribbons... Soaring in the clouds and riding the mist. They flew into the fairy pond. They were all beautiful, like spring orchids and autumn chrysanthemums, with different temperaments and beauty.
While they were playing, they took off their fairy clothes one by one. Their ivory-like skin was crystal clear, and their graceful figures were like finely carved jade. They were so natural and alluring.
No man can bear this rare beauty in the world.
Yang Wu was like a shameless peeping tom, with nosebleeds constantly flowing out.
The fairies discovered his presence and did not avoid it. One fairy walked over to him gracefully and gave him a sweet kiss.
Yang Wu was completely intoxicated. He no longer knew that he was in a dream, he just giggled infatuatedly.
If he knew that it was not a kiss given to him by a fairy, but a kiss given to him by a little black dog, I wonder if he would be able to laugh again.
The fairy took Yang Wu and flew away.
Not only did they let him come down to bathe with them, they also teased him from time to time, making his virgin face turn red with shame.
However, these fairies were very innocent and did not really have anything to do with him. Instead, they shared a feast of flat peaches with him. When the flat peaches entered his belly, he felt that he had ascended to immortality. Later, they taught him various ways to fly in the clouds and ride on the mist. , the overwhelming magical skills made Yang Wu astonished.
Would such shocking means really exist in the world
The little black dog witnessed the fairy clouds floating on Yang Wu's body, and there wasn't much in the dog's eyes. It wasn't until Yang Wu showed a mean smile that it showed a look of disgust.
When the fairy glow on Yang Wu's body converged into his body, a ray of light suddenly shot out from the center of his eyebrows and fell directly into the center of Yang Wu's eyebrows. An extremely mysterious mantra was like a morning bell drumming in a tomb, rippling in Yang Wu's mind. Author: "The number of days is nine, the sky is endless, chaos is beginning to separate, yin and yang are harmonious, the stars are moving, the sky is opened, the mysterious essence is transformed into qi, the qi is gathered into a river, the silver falls in the sky for nine days, a glimpse of the martial arts becomes an immortal..."
After the little black dog finished all this, he lost his energy and fell asleep directly.