Chapter 17 Five [Ganlin Grass]

Sometimes, living a long life is also an advantage, a kind of capital.

The golden area suddenly rolled and fluctuated, and golden swords shot fiercely.

I easily took over these powerful golden swords, but my smile disappeared. He looked at this golden area doubtfully and couldn't help thinking about it. Is this guy dead??

took a step over the golden area and stared, but there was no trace of Lin Feng's consciousness.

"Is this?" Huan casually resolved several fierce swords, looked at the depths of the rolling golden area, and a touch of shock suddenly appeared on his face.

"What a fucking madman!" He shouted in a phantom and swooped down and went straight to the center of the golden area.

The sword is vertical and horizontal, fiercely pumping on the black fog of the phantom body.

The black fog is swaying and decreasing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The phantom face is gloomy and scary, as if black water can drip at any time. He didn't care about the shaky protective fog that could disappear at any time, but rushed his head towards the center of the golden area.

In several breaths, a black figure broke out of the golden area like an arrow and landed steadily next to the black stream. It's just that the previous strong black fog is already ethereal and extremely thin.

"Madman!" Huan gasped and looked at the golden area with lingering lingering heart. Then he looked fiercely at Lin Feng, who was lying in front of him like a dead dog, and gritted his teeth.

There was a narrow wound on his white neck, and a drop of gorgeous red blood hung there, which was particularly strange.

Countless black light sprinkled down from the stars and the black moon, covering Lin Feng's dilapidated consciousness, as gentle as water.

Fantasy suddenly calmed down and quietly looked at Lin Feng's consciousness, which was gradually getting better in front of him, and was silent.

For a long time, he sighed deeply, but his hands changed.

A series of dazzling movements poured out of his hand, indescribably elegant and calm.

The silent sea of knowledge, the black curved moon, the black stars, the black flowers, and a black stream winding to the distance. The dexterous hands quietly do all kinds of strange but beautiful movements. In this dark world, they are even more ethereal and ethereal, without a trace of fireworks, there is a different kind of charm and magnificence.

Black fog wrapped up from the silent stream and rushed to the forest wind with the starlight in the sky.

After finishing this whole set. The illusion of the action can no longer maintain the previous dusty atmosphere. He suddenly collapsed to the ground and gasped without a big breath, but his eyes were fixed on Lin Feng's consciousness.

Lin Feng quickly opened his eyes and looked at the dog-like illusion in surprise.

He scolded viciously, "What are you looking at? It's not for you! Boy, don't gloat the disaster. Don't think you have much face. I just want to recover my strength quickly.

Lin Feng quietly looked at the illusion that had always been calm and embarrassed at this time, and thought of the fantasy 'sword saint level', but suddenly there was a touch and warmth in his heart. Fantasy is also a guy with fault.

"Thank you." Lin Feng looked at the dog-like illusion, and his voice was a little hoarse. He couldn't help frowning. It seemed that the power of the sword in the golden area was really horrible, and his body was also affected.

Listening to Lin Feng's hoarse voice, he couldn't help frowning. He also thought of this problem.

With a smile, Lin Feng left this problem behind him. He quickly got up and came to the edge of the golden area again.

"What are you going to do?" He looked at Lin Feng inconceivably, and his eyes were like looking at a psychopath.

"Continue to understand the meaning of the sword!" Lin Feng answered as a matter of course, and as soon as he fell, he was about to jump to the golden area.

"You are not just a madman, you are simply an unreasonable psycho!" Looking at Lin Feng's natural expression, he was stunned and cursed, "Don't you want to die?"

Lin Feng was indifferent and expressionless, but only a few steps closer to the golden area.

"You are cruel enough!" He watched Lin Feng walk towards the golden area step by step and gritted his teeth.

"Okay, okay, stop." Seeing that Lin Feng was still walking steadily, he stepped into the horrible sword Yang again. He said helplessly, but there was a trace of anger and deep frustration in his tone.

Lin Feng was overjoyed and knew that this hateful guy was finally willing to take out some of his own things.

"First of all, time has not allowed you to understand the sword again." The illusion pointed to the sky outside, the moon had already returned to the mountain, and a little fish belly appeared in the mountains at the edge of the sky.

Lin Feng looked at the new day that was about to jump out of the mountain with some surprise, which was a little incredible: "Time flies so fast?"

I can't laugh or cry, but I have a little understanding in my heart, which is probably the reason why genius is a genius.

"Secondly, if you are abused without summarizing experience and summarizing the gains and losses, you will never understand the meaning of the sword." He stared at Lin Feng with burning eyes and said seriously.

"However, at the moment I came into contact with the overwhelming sword, I was in a coma. How can I summarize my experience and summarize the gains and losses!" Lin Feng looked at the illusion with an innocent face and said pitifully.

huan: "......

Lin Feng looked foolishly, and his eyes were full of pitiful innocence.

He looked at Lin Feng in a daze, and his eyes were full of anger.

For a long time, the relatively speechless two finally stopped looking at each other affectionately.

"Then how did you go deep into the center of the golden area?" Huan asked depressingly. You should know how horrible the core of the golden area is. Now he dares not go deep, and there is a possibility of damage in it if he is not careful.

"I don't know!" Lin Feng's expression was even more innocent: "I walked in."

"So you said earlier that you would be in a coma as soon as you entered?" In the phantom eyes, there is a kind of flame called the desire to choose people to eat.

"Are you kidding? Don't be so nervous and serious." Looking at the fable eyes, Lin Feng said anguously, "I don't know why. As soon as I entered the golden area, I went straight there, and then I fell into a coma."

"That's it!" Huan couldn't help touching his chin, and his eyes subconsciously looked at the golden area, muttering in a voice that only he could hear: "Old friend, are you still alive? Or are you going to return to the world one day?

The golden area is as usual, overflowing with golden swords and crisscrossing, without any difference.

"Do you really have no understanding?" Huan looked at Lin Feng with some immortality.

Looking at the phantom, attentive and poor eyes, Lin Feng frowned and sounded seriously for a long time, and then said seriously, "It's a little bit."

"What?" I was overjoyed, and I couldn't help but feel great relief, and the children could be taught.

"It's so fucking painful that my heart and lungs are going to explode." Lin Feng concluded seriously and played freely by the way: "If you encounter a hateful and stubborn enemy in the future, you can consider this move if you force a confession after torture."

huan: "..."

Then, a heartbreaking scream instantly resounded through the sea. In the afterglow, you can catch a glimpse of a black figure drawing a beautiful arc in the air and falling into the golden area.

It's finally dawn.

Lin Feng returned home and looked at his mother who was still standing by the bed talking, his father who was still sleeping like a baby, and the two bowls of rice porridge that were still full of rice porridge. His heart suddenly felt as heavy as a stone slab.

"Mom..." Lin Feng shouted softly.

Lin's mother turned her head and looked at Lin Feng kindly. She smiled gently, and her white hair was particularly dazzling in the wind.

"Oh, it's the wind! What's the matter?" Lin's mother tone is the same as usual.

"Nothing." Lin Feng held back his tears, but he didn't know what to say.

"Oh, it's dawn." Lin Feng looked up and stood up and said, "Wait, I'll cook for you."

Lin Feng hasn't reacted yet, and Lin's mother has stood up.

As soon as she raised her steps, she staggered like a candle in the wind, as if she might fall down at any time.

Lin Feng quickly went up to her and comforted her softly, "Mom, sit down. I'm so old that I can cook."

Carefully put his mother back on the stool, and he quickly ran out of the room.

The corners of his eyes couldn't help wetting again. Lin Feng leaned weakly on a pillar, and he felt that his heart was so painful.

A white handkerchief with a familiar fragrance stretched out, "What's wrong?" A gentle voice came.

"Nothing." Lin Feng wiped his eyes with his arms and smiled.

"Auncle and uncle are still like that?" Lin Menger looked at Lin's mother's room worriedly.

"Hmm." Lin Feng's tone was low.

"What's wrong with you? Why are your eyes full of blood? Lin Menger was shocked to find the red clouds in Lin Feng's eyes.

"Nothing." Lin Feng shook his head gently and staggered towards the kitchen.

"Go and have a rest." Lin Menger couldn't help pushing him into the room and walked towards the kitchen.

Lin Feng saw the determination in Lin Menger's eyes, smiled helplessly and walked into Lin's mother's room.

"Is the dream coming?" Lin's mother's eyes were warm and quietly enveloped Lin Feng.

"Hmm." Lin Feng's voice is like a mosquito.

"Meng'er is such a good girl." Lin's mother's smile is somewhat meaningful.

"Mom..." Lin Feng's face couldn't help but have a fever. He was a little coquettish and uny.

Lin's mother smiled and stopped talking, just looked at Lin Ruhai quietly again.

"Mom, don't worry." Lin Feng stretched out his hand and took Lin's mother's hand and said seriously, "I will definitely cure my father!"

The voice is not high but particularly firm, and there is a convincing power that goes deep into people's hearts.

Lin's mother stiffened and held Lin Feng's hand, as if holding the last straw in her life.

Lin Menger has come in with three bowls of porridge and two side dishes.

Placing the food on the table, Lin Menger looked at Lin Ruhai worriedly and suddenly smiled and said, "Aunmother, don't worry, I know a very powerful doctor. I think he will definitely cure my uncle. I'm going to invite him."

Without waiting for Lin's mother to answer, Lin Menger hurried out of the room.

Lin's mother sighed and said softly again, "Meng'er is such a good girl!"

Lin Feng gently picked up a bowl of porridge, held it in front of Lin's mother, and comforted him softly, "Mom, eat something. Otherwise, when Menger invites the doctor to cure my father, my father will definitely not spare me when he sees your appearance.

"Little devil!" Lin's mother reached out and patted Lin Feng gently, took the hot porridge, and drank it gently.

The sun quietly enveloped the three families through the window, which was hazy and had a very warm feeling.

When Lin Feng's family had just finished eating, Lin Menger came in with a red-faced old man with crane hair.

Before entering the door, I heard the old man's loud and abnormal voice: "Oh, I said, Meng girl, who on earth is it that asked you to pick up the little old man early in the morning and walk so fast. This bumpy road, I'm afraid my old bone will be damaged in your hands a few times.

"Hmm!" After hearing a crisp and gentle cold hum, the old man's loud exclamation sounded outside the house.

"Dream girl, I only have these baby beards left. If you hold them again, you really won't have many." The old man wanted to cry without tears.

While talking, they had already entered the room.

As soon as the old man entered the room, he looked around and couldn't help but realize when he saw Lin Feng: "Who am I talking about?" It turned out to be the wind boy. Not bad, Meng girl has a good vision, and Feng Boy is lucky!"

Lin Menger was embarrassed, and her face suddenly turned into peach petals, and the peach red straight towards her neck.

"I'll wash the dishes." Lin Menger lowered her head, picked up the plate and left.

"Tut, it's really virtuous! I'm so diligent before I enter the door. Mrs. Lin is so blessed!" The old man continued to speak unobstructedly.

"Grandpa Yao, why are you so disrespectful!" Lin Menger, who walked to the door, couldn't help but be coquettish, but her face became more and more red.

Lin Feng's face couldn't help but turn red, and he looked helplessly at this respected but disrespectful old urchin.

Grandpa Yao doesn't know where he is from. He has been seeing people for everyone since he settled in the forest 20 years ago. His superb medical skills and the open and open hearts of the Lin people. Lin Feng has been taken care of by the old man since he was injured in recent years, otherwise he would have seen his dear Grandpa Yan long ago with his small body.

"Oh, will the wind boy also be embarrassed?" Grandpa Yao was surprised and his eyes were funny.

Lin's mother couldn't help but smile on her face, with some emotion in her heart, more comforting. The child has finally grown up.

stopped laughing, and Grandpa Yao began to work.

He looked carefully at Lin Ruhai's eyes, nose and heart, and then condensed his pulse.

A few minutes later, his face was still grim, and even the smile that often hung on his face restrained a lot.

"The situation is very serious!" After sitting quietly for a long time, his sparse beard was broken.

There is no time to care about his precious beard. Grandpa Yao said seriously, "Ruhai's body is now in a wonderfully balanced state, and his life is not in danger. The little old man dares not do it easily. Any subtle action may destroy this balance, and then the body of Ruhai will become a battlefield, and then it will be over.

"So, Ruhai may be like this all his life?" Lin's mother's eyes were full of helpless prayers.

"This is the case in theory." Grandpa Yao is very honest.

"Theory?" Lin Feng grabbed these two words and a glimmer of hope bloomed in his eyes. He took a few sharp breaths and said, "So, is it still possible for my father to wake up?"

"Yes." Grandpa Yao looked at Lin Feng in surprise and said, "Unless it is Wupin [Ganlin Grass]."