Waking up in the cliff cave early in the morning, the first thing he saw was the bloody and terrifying scene, followed by fleeing and fleeing again. Although there were a few short conversations, in fact, this was the first time Chen Changsheng Have time to take a serious look at the appearance of this white-clothed girl. I don't know if it's because of the poisoning or some other reason, but the girl in white has abnormally swollen cheeks. Although it can't hide the beauty of her eyebrows and eyes, even without the swelling, it's just beauty--to ordinary girls, beauty It is an excellent adjective, but the Xiuling tribe is the descendant of the mixed blood of the ancient elves and the tree demons. They have always been famous for their beauty, otherwise they would not be the most greedy objects of humans and demon nobles. Since the girl is Xiuling The clansman, the word Qingli can only mean that she was born very ordinary.
She hugged her knees like a baby, lying on her side on the green grass, her eyes were tightly closed, her long eyelashes did not blink, as if she was in a deep sleep, but Chen Changsheng remembered her eyes, those eyes were on the cliff. The cave left a deep impression on him, his eyes were very clean, Luoluo and Tang Sanshiliu both praised him for being able to illuminate people, her eyes were also very clean, but they were different from his.
Her eyes are like autumn water, but they are not lake water, but a lighter and clearer water color.
The celadon bowl rested quietly under the eaves, a fresh spring rain fell on the ground, dripping down the corners of the eaves, tick-tock, and gradually became the music of a piano. The next bowl is the same as before, but there is more water in the bowl. It has no color, but it seems to have spring flavor, and it has no taste, but it seems to have been brewed with new tea.
Yes, it is the layer of water in the porcelain bowl, clear and shallow, but not thin.
Looking at the sleeping girl, Chen Changsheng really wanted her to open her eyes, so that he could see the color of the water after the new rain on the empty mountain again.
Immediately afterwards, he remembered that when he first met her in the cliff cave, he had seen some strange green flames around her pupils—if the prediction was correct, it should be the poison planted by Nanke—the drama of the peacock’s tail feathers. The poison is very difficult to get rid of. No wonder the people of the Xiuling clan who are close to nature and are very good at detoxifying herbs are also made so weak by this poison.
Chen Changsheng put his hand on her meridians, and found that her meridians were empty, with almost no real essence remaining. What was even more frightening was that her blood had obviously lost too much, and her pulse was already slippery and weak. If this continues, I'm afraid that she may die silently in her sleep.
This discovery made him nervous, and he quickly thought of a solution, but the medicine and food he carried with him had already been thrown out to beat people in the battle yesterday, he thought for a while, put his consciousness into the hilt of his sword, and fell silent for a long time After a long time, I finally found a box in the seemingly empty place.
That was the last box, it was very heavy, just when it appeared on the green grass pile, the ground sank three points into the water.
Opening the lid of the box, countless bright and eye-catching gold leaves and a full box of spar appeared in front of his eyes, and there was a thin book on the top, which was the master formula of Li Shan swordsmanship.
This is the most direct and most important part of the teacher apprentice ceremony that Luoluo gave him.
If the gold leaves and crystals in this box were used to buy a house, it should be easy to buy the entire Baihua Lane.
If he was willing to destroy the general formula of Lishan swordsmanship, even Lord Qiushan would come to give him a big gift to thank him.
But in this dangerous grassland, the golden leaf and the general formula of the Lishan swordsmanship are useless, so he pushed all the gold leaves aside, put the general formula of the Lishan swordsmanship back, and took all the crystals from the half box Come out, pile up beside her, and then walk to the edge of the green grass, staring at the shallow pools of water and start to be dazed, not knowing what to think or what to do.
After a while, his right hand plunged into the lake.
It's just that now his breathing and heartbeat have become extremely slow, and his movements are naturally even slower. The movements of his hands do not match the plan at all, and the water splashes slightly, but falls to nothing.
Just when he was feeling helpless, he suddenly found a layer of frost forming on the water surface around his arm.
The next moment, he pulled his hand out of the water, holding a plump water snake tightly between his fingers. The water snake didn't struggle, it was obviously frozen.
He doesn't even have the ability to catch a water snake now, but the cold aura emanating from his body can help him do something.
Slowly moving back to her side again, he drew out his dagger and chopped off Shuisou's head, then moved to her lips and began to pour blood into it.
She was unconscious at this time, so she naturally didn't know how to swallow. Some snake blood inevitably overflowed from the corner of her lips, and the picture looked bloody.
After a while, the blood in the water snake drained, he put the snake's body aside, looked at the girl's face, took out a handkerchief from his sleeve, and began to wipe her carefully.
Even at such times, he is still living as usual.
The water snake's blood contains pungent fire, so it is most suitable for replenishing blood. Coupled with the extravagant spar piled up around her, it can at least guarantee that she will not die in her sleep.
It was only at this time that Chen Changsheng breathed a sigh of relief. Sitting beside her, he looked at the green grass that could not be seen all around, and began to truly be in a daze.
Lack of medicine, unable to replenish blood directly, it is difficult to cure her, and his own condition is also very bad.
The black dragon was sleeping deep in the lake outside the Youfu, and the mysterious frost emanating from it kept repairing the wounds on his internal organs, but it could only treat the symptoms.
He was very weak at this time, and his heartbeat and breathing were extremely slow, similar to the situation of those cold-blooded animals before the approach of winter.
That means hibernation is coming.
The method used by the black dragon to save him is to hibernate.
Hibernation is sleep.
What he needs most at this time is to sleep, to sleep until the sky is dark and the earth is dark.
But he can't sleep.
Because she was sleeping, he had to be awake.
This feeling is painful.
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Wanting to sleep but not being able to sleep, how beautiful the picture is, as the most effective means of punishment, one can imagine how difficult it is. In order to prevent the heavy eyelids from closing, Chen Changsheng made even more efforts and attempts, patting his face and washing his face , pinching his legs, trying to concentrate, until finally, his consciousness fell on the black stone, and he really woke up in an instant.
The black stone was placed together with the notes in an extremely remote corner of his world, and it was easy to miss it if one did not search carefully, or it was because of this reason, or even when he was dying, he instinctively knew it was precious, so Yesterday he didn't throw the black stone and notes and other things into the two wings of light to help him escape.
From Xining Town to the capital, retiring the marriage has never been an important matter. For him, the important thing is the big court exam, because only in this way can he meditate in Lingyan Pavilion for a night, and he has spent an unimaginable amount of time for this With energy and energy, he finally achieved this seemingly incredible goal. However, compared with the price he paid before, what he gained in Lingyan Pavilion seemed a bit pitiful in comparison. Secretly, I only got this black stone and notes.
So of course he will cherish the black stone and notes, hoping to get more things from them, and the fact seems to be the same. On the night before the mausoleum of Tianshu Mausoleum, those stone tablets floated in his sea of consciousness, but he still couldn't fill them all. In that starry sky, Black Stone played an extremely important role at that time, helping him break through to the upper realm of Tongyou in one fell swoop, so what about this note
The position is relative. This is the first sentence in Wang Zhice's notes, and it is also the sentence that impressed him the most.
He looked at the grassland that was so green that it couldn't be melted away, silently comprehended these words, and found nothing, but suddenly remembered that yesterday he and Zhexiu jumped into the cold pool from the top of the cliff, but in the end they swam out of the lake. When he kept sinking to the bottom of the lake in order to avoid the pursuit of Nan Ke and his two attendants, he finally returned here and jumped into the night sky... Are the positions relative or opposite
Isn't the world of Zhouyuan a plane, but a combination of two opposite planes? With the cliff at the uppermost stream as the boundary, the lakes and mountains over there are a world, and the mountains and grasslands here are another world opposite. The pond outside Yuli
Chen Changsheng silently calculated these worlds in his heart, and then he thought about why he went to the world on the other side of the cliff with Zhexiu yesterday, and why he returned to the world in front of Zhou Garden from the world there... It was all because A sword intent, initially chasing after the sword intent, seemed to be taken out by that sword intent in the end.
He was about to die in the depths of the lake last night, how could he forget what happened at the last moment.
He looked down at the metal ball in his palm, stroked it lightly, thoughtfully.
With the slight movement of the divine mind, there was a subtle and intensive sound of friction and impact, and in an instant, the yellow paper umbrella appeared in his hand.
After a moment of silence, he stood up and stretched forward with the yellow paper umbrella.
The yellow paper umbrella did not respond.
He turned his body, and the yellow paper umbrella moved slowly in the air, bringing up several breezes.
When the yellow paper umbrella pointed to a place in the southwest direction that he thought at this time, it suddenly stopped.
It wasn't that he made the yellow paper umbrella stop, but that the yellow paper umbrella didn't seem to want to move anymore, and even the wind on the grass pile disappeared without a trace.
A slight but clear tremor passed from the umbrella surface to the umbrella ribs to the umbrella handle, to his hand, and finally to his heart.
A sword intent appeared far ahead.
This sword intent was very ethereal, just like what he felt at the edge of the cold pool yesterday, but it was also very strong, which made him instinctively feel awe.
The sword words were silent, as if they had been there for countless years, but their appearance itself represented a kind of calling.
Chen Changsheng thought about the scene of the yellow paper umbrella running wildly with him at the last moment of last night, and murmured, "Is this sword intent looking for you?"
After a moment of silence, he looked at the yellow paper umbrella and said, "Or... are you looking for this sword intent?"
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