Chapter 7 Four Monsters White Wolf
Lin Ruhai's body is empty, and there is no sword element at all. The sea of gas is even more depleted and dry like a rice field that has experienced a great drought, and it is extremely cold as a cold universe. Lin Feng's face changed greatly. You know, the difference between a swordsman and a swordsman is whether Dantian can form a system. At this time, Lin Ruhai's gas sea system disappeared without a trace, and the air sea seemed to have been abandoned. Even if Lin Ruhai wakes up, he is afraid that he is just a useless person. From then on, he has no chance to practice.
Lin Feng's face turned white, and his heart was even more guilty. Looking at the [Fire Ganoderma] in his hand, his eyes suddenly lit up and vaguely remembered the record of [Fire Ganoderma] on the [Yingjing]: [Fire Ganoderma], the second grade of Lingcao. Although the medicine for invigorating qi and nourishing yuan has the tyrannical nature of fire, it has been moistened over the ground for many years and has a stable effect. It is a rare therapeutic fire medicine. It is of great benefit to fire practitioners. If you take one plant when his swordman crosses the sword, you can get twice the result with half the effort. By chance, [Fire Ganoderma] is upgraded to three grades, which is more useful. It is more useful to wash the meridians, change the body, improve the fire aura of the practitioners, and so on.
"The father's physical condition at this time is similar to that of the swordsman who first entered the sword, and he is also a fire swordsman." Lin Feng pondered and looked at his pale father, and his heart suddenly became cheerful: "In this case, let him walk the road of practice again. I don't think there is a big mistake. If you are lucky, you may be lucky to get rid of the hidden wounds of more than a decade ago and go further.
Thinking of this, Lin Feng couldn't help smiling. He carefully helped his father up, gently pinched Lin Ruhai's mouth with one hand, and put the red and bright [Fire Ganoderma] into his mouth with the other hand. [ Huo Lingzhi melted in his mouth and quickly flowed into his stomach along Lin Ruhai's throat.
"It melts at the entrance?" Lin Feng was suddenly stunned. After a moment, there was an ecstasy on his face, and he couldn't help laughing up to the sky. Sure enough, God has eyes! This is actually a three-grade elixir! Three-grade [Fire Ganoderma]!
[Drug Classic] There is a cloud: the three elixirs are spirits, which can turn into ** by themselves and integrate into the patient. The medicinal effect can be absorbed up to 50%. Therefore, one three-grade elixir can be equal to two hundred, which is not exaggerated.
"Father, good people really have good retribution." Lin Feng was so happy that he simply forgot the root cause of his father Lin Ruhai's entry into the mountains to find medicine, and even forgot his miserable meridians full of all kinds of spiritual power that could collapse at any time. He just quietly looked at his father's warm smile, whose face was gradually turning white and rosy, like the newborn sunrise in the morning.
"Wow!" An angry wolf roared up to the sky, full of resentment and unwillingness, and an inexplicable sadness and sadness.
"White Wolf?" Lin Feng was stunned, and then his mind turned sharply. Unexpectedly, he didn't die?! He never thought that the white wolf could escape from the shocking sword. He clearly saw that the four-grade monster was cut down by his father's sword, and there was no trace of it!
But it's a white wolf, just a white wolf!
Only one of the front legs of the white wolf disappeared. At this time, it was staring at Lin Feng with bloody red eyes. Just now, it killed the sky-high sword at the cost of a foreleg and escaped its life. But even so, it also hurt its vitality and pain. Reluctantly stopped the bleeding wound with broken leg, but it raised its head and happened to see the scene of Lin Feng feeding Lin Ruhai [Fire Lingzhi]. How can this make it feel!
After squatting for several months, it finally waited for the maturity of this mutant [fire Ganoderma]. It's just that he took a small nap on the eve of the ripening of the elixir and was immediately taken away by a strange human.
fought with this human for two days and two nights, sacrificing most of his younger brothers. Seeing that this powerful human being could not stand it, he unexpectedly jumped out of Cheng Yaojin. And this oily man saw Cheng Yaojin like eating ** and emitted a sword light that was enough to threaten his life.
I exchanged my precious front legs for my life. I can keep the clouds open and see the moon. At the end of the life of the weak journey, I will get the coveted [Fire Lingzhi], but I watched the three-grade spiritual grass enter the belly of the previous human beings. What a cruel joke! This damn black humor!
There is no more hope! The white wolf didn't know whether to cry or laugh, and couldn't help but destroy everything for a moment.
What's wrong with this world? The white wolf couldn't help roaring at the sky. Its physique is gloomy and cold. It just wants to use this gentle positive elixir to improve its strength and enter the fifth grade, but why does God play tricks on people and completely lose its hope?
What's more hateful is that I not only got nothing, but also lost a large number of loyal little brothers, but also lost a front leg. This is undoubtedly for it to live in the back mountain that advocates the law of the jungle.
"These are the two guys in front of us!" The more the white wolf thought about it, the more angry it became. He couldn't wait to kill the two people in front of him immediately.
With one of his front legs, regardless of the broken leg still ticking with blood, the white wolf slowly approached Lin Feng.
Lin Feng vigilantly held his father to the flat ground behind him, and then slowly walked forward with his sword. In any case, he can't let the battle affect his father. Even if the enemy in front of him made him look up like a mountain and made him despair.
Even if this mountain breaks a leg, isn't a quarter of the mountain that collapsed still a mountain?
The murderous intention faded out, floating on the dagger, like a dancing elf, beautiful and touching but murderous.
At the same time, a sense of recklessness gushed out of his body. That's a kind of protection, a kind of belief.
Many times, when a person is guarded and persistent, he can exert unimaginable power.
Consession, obsession. It is a very powerful force.
The white wolf's eyes became colder and colder, especially after the weak Lin Feng vaguely felt the similar meaning of the sword light that almost killed him, his trembling broken leg stopped trembling, and its awkward pace became normal due to the lack of one leg.
Pu, without hesitation, move forward.
A white figure drew countless beautiful lines before and rushed to a young man with a pale face and ragged clothes. Unexpectedly, there is a kind of momentum that covers the sky and the sun cannot be avoided.
Lin Feng raised his dagger and picked it towards the rushing mountain.
However, the mountain drew a flexible trajectory, and the unprecedented momentum actually turned a corner and rushed towards Lin Ruhai.
Lin Feng gritted his teeth, waved his sword, retreated, and blocked the white wolf's way forward with his own body.
The white wolf retreated freely, with a few rotten cloth strips hanging on its sharp claws, and a few blood flowers on the rotten cloth strips, delicate.
Lin Feng gasped violently, looked at the white wolf's knife-like claws, looked at a few blood marks on his chest, and smiled slightly.
"I really can't beat it. Can't I do it?" Similar scenes have been repeated several times. Lin Fengmo resisted the white wolf awkwardly with the new wounds on his body, and his breath became more and more disordered. His hand holding the sword was particularly pale and his dagger was swaying.
Looked at the father who was still unconscious but obviously had a normal red face, and then looked at the broken-legged white wolf in front of him who still refused to give up. Lin Feng took a deep breath.