Chapter 65 Powerless to Return to Heaven

Seeing that she was speechless, he smiled more happily: "No more, right? So how do you see my ability?

The hand of red sandalwood close to his waist was immediately pulled out when he heard the words, and the thin whip sprinkled a slight dragon sound in the air and split it on Mu Qing's head.

Mu Qing sneered. How could he give it a chance to succeed a second time when he saw something once! The nails harder than diamond made five openings in the air and collided with the thin whip, and the red sandalwood fell to the ground with the sound of explosion. He covered his chest and coughed out a few mouthfuls of blood. The sparks fell in front of him, but the other end was empty. There was a shock in my heart. When I was secretly saying that it was not good, I suddenly felt that my neck was tightened, and my whole body was picked up.

Breathing the air with difficulty, she heard a voice in her ear and said with a low smile, "I will let you die slowly and enjoy the process."

Pervert! Her legs were hanging in the air, and her pinched throat hurt. She said word by word with all her strength, "You'd better kill me. I won't die. You will never feel at ease."

Hearing this, he laughed and was arrogant for her: "Kill me? Haha, it's up to you? Haha, the man who stepped into the coffin with one foot still wanted to kill me. It's so funny. Don't you know? As long as I twist my hand so gently and click, it will be wonderful.

Staring at the cliff in front of her, she grabbed her throat and said, "Don't fucking talk nonsense."

"Oh?" He leaned over to look at her and looked at her tight cheeks, but he was not satisfied. He looked at the cliff with her wide open eyes. He said thoughtfully, "Do you want to jump off the cliff?" Well, I'll take care of you."

Ghosts believe it! The red sandalwood closed its eyes and didn't see it. Unexpectedly, the zhe in her throat suddenly disappeared and her whole body fell to the ground. She opened her eyes. However, before she could reflect, she felt the pain of drilling her heart. The feeling that the meridians of the whole body were pinched and crushed in the palm of her hand was all over the depths of her nerves.

"Destroy your meridians and send you to the cliff, okay?" She heard him laugh cruelly behind his back.

What does it mean for her to crack and destroy the meridians of her whole body? Are all the martial arts useless? No! It means that she is a useless person from now on, and she doesn't even have the ability to move her hands and feet! Totally rubbish! What will happen if you don't fall off the cliff? She closed her eyes, and her eyelashes trembled slightly. It was dead, nothing, complete, and corpse. Did she travel through thousands of years just to die again?!

"click, bang..." The sound of her body was infinitely magnified in her inner ear. When the last huge internal force was injected to destroy her whole body, she finally couldn't stand a long roar from the sky, "Ah--!" The erect body fell to the ground.

The blue sky and daytime pierced her eyes. She subconsciously wanted to raise her hand to block it. She moved hard. She couldn't move, and she couldn't move at all. Except for a pair of eyes, no one can move, the meridians are broken, not even a complete place, and the most powerful continuous meridian pills are useless. She knew that this life was so useless that no one could save her.

An enlarged head appeared above her. She clearly saw the black vine stretching from the corners of his eyes and listening to him condescendingly, "Aren't you yearning for the cliff? OK, I'll take care of you."

Her body was dragged up like sackcloth, and the sky and the earth swayed in her eyes. When her eyes were still, she felt a dangerous breath in her ears. He whispered, "If you don't die, I'm not at ease."

Then, as soon as the body was light, the distance of the face became farther and farther. If she doesn't die, he doesn't feel at ease. As long as she doesn't die, everything she owes must be repaid!

She thought that after the martial arts conference, she went back to the cliff and continued to practice. On the day of Dacheng, she went back to get back all the things that belonged to her. She thought that the eldest brother seemed to have any strange disease and find time to let the master take a good look. She thought that the master seemed to have a lot of secrets and many mysterious friends. When will she have to inquire about it. Tan; she thought that the boy Wulan took advantage of her several times and she must find a way to get it back...

She thought a lot. In fact, she really thought too much.

The soft and angular facial features, and the clear eyes slowly close. That's all, if you don't come to the world, you have to decide from birth, and it's impossible to leave alive.

The blue robe flew between the cliffs, the black hair was three thousand ink scattered, and the blue bells at the waist were gently raised, like a drop of blue tears dripping down the earth.

The highest stone tip at the bottom of the cliff is covered with a cyan robe. The stature body, black hair is loosely tied behind the head, and there is a pipa behind it. She looked up at the cliff with her head slightly up. Her long eyelashes covered half of her eyes, and her gray eyes floated blue. She spread out her hands and let the blue sink into her arms.

The slender finger gently touched the tip of the person's nose in his arms, and the pink lip corner was gently hooked. Fortunately, it was not too late.

For the first time in many years, there was a guest - a female guest. The cyan clothes of the water nightingale slid across the rugged path on the cliff. The fragrance under the cliff did not affect her at all, and the vegetation and mud between the cliff did not hurt her at all. The beasts and birds kept a certain distance from her. Look at her and then look at the people in her arms.

A person in her arms, with a pipa behind her, the cliff towering into the clouds. She didn't need to fly, step by step, although it was slow, stable in the end, the rugged cliff, like walking on the ground. This is her sincerity and respect.

After walking for two hours, when she turned a big stone, she finally saw something that could get close to her, and a white tiger among the beasts jumped to her with elegant steps. When the white tiger came to her, he did not look at her, but a pair of tiger eyes stared straight into her arms. With a sound, he bent down, and his big head drooped a little sad.

The water nightingale sat sideways on the tiger's back. The white tiger didn't know where it came from so fast, and its whole body was so tense that it was so fast that it could hardly see the replacement of its legs. The cliff is ten thousand feet, but it feels like it is only instantaneous. When I stopped, it was in front of a bamboo house.

With the dying man in his arms, the water nightingale stepped over the falling bamboo leaves and stopped in front of the bamboo door. The moment he stopped, the door opened. Opposite the open door, there stood a man in a green shirt in front of the bamboo window. Hearing the sound, he turned his head. When they saw the situation in her arms, their eyes were turbulent for a moment. They quickly stopped in front of her, and their hands almost trembled. They took over the person in her arms and asked coldly, "What's the matter?"

"The meridians of her whole body are broken, and she is seriously injured. Even you can't save her." The calmness she said was not at all scared by his murderous eyes.

When he passed, he knew that even he could not save her at all. Is it possible that he has been rampant all his life, and he is omnipotent, and can't even save his apprentice in the end? Covering his eyes, he muttered to himself, "If even I can't save her, who else can save her? Who else? And..."

There is no one in the world who is more powerful than his medical skills. Is it really necessary to return to the sky by force? Holding the girl who was no longer distinct in his arms, he staggered the door and walked out. He didn't know where to go, but he had to leave. Who could save her?

Looking at the lost person passing by her and hiding in the bamboo forest, the water nightingale's pink lips were gently raised. Linmu, the master, really cared about her. Her nightingale-clear voice fell in the bamboo forest: "There is only one person in the world who can save her."

subconsciously stopped, and he looked back at her. Although he thought it was impossible, he looked forward to it.

"This person has no medical skills and no ability to resist the sky." The water nightingale fell calmly. Seeing him, he just asked calmly, "Who is this person?" I don't care what he does, as long as he can save the little disciple.

Her pink lips rose gently and her words were clear: "Lan Huang, Wu Cang Jue Lan."

Chi Dao frowned. He has seen that boy. He is a genius, but if he can solve what he can't cure, why should he do?

Understanding his eyes, she said, "With him being Lanhuang, he can enter the blood pool that only Lanhuang can enter in the world."

"What? The blood pool is in the Lan Palace!" He was surprised.

She didn't answer him, but just took out an old book from her arms and flew to him in two fingers, accompanied by a sentence: "Go quickly, I'm afraid she can't wait. The book is for her.

Chi Daocang took it with one hand and saw the strong and smooth pen on the dark yellow book cover. The two words: Guanyin. He looked up, and there was no one at the door. There was no time to care who she was. He took the book in his arms and hugged the man in his arms and galloped to Languo with the limit of his flat speed.

Anyway, save her.