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The bare roof has no decoration.

The white credit fell from the roof, because the time was too long, it was dusty, it was grayish white, the spider web fell in the corner of the roof, and the whole room was filled with a moldy smell.

This is a firewood house.

This is the picture and guessed content that Ling Feng wakes up to see.

His eyes were sloppy and described as dry, like an old man who was going to be a wood. At this moment, he was staring at the roof and lying on the old bamboo bed.

"Oh!"

When the sun went down, the Chaifang was pushed away. A teenager dressed in plain clothes came in and looked at the direction of the bamboo bed. When he wanted to remove his gaze, he could not help but hold it.

"Wake up? Did he wake up?"

He did not carefully look at the wind, but rushed out of the room and quickly rushed out of the room...

quickly.

A fragrant wind blows, a graceful and plump body, is placed in front of the bamboo bed, holding a pair of jade-like jade to look at the Lingfeng, half a sigh has never been opened, this person has a double-eyed, like a vicissitudes of life, he It seems to be thin, but it is heavy and extraordinary.

This is a very contradiction.

"who are you?"

Finally, the beautiful woman asked, her voice was like a jade falling on the plate, crisp and dusty, and people couldn’t help but want to look at it more.

Ling Feng did not respond, and the Buddha was a vegetative person.

“Can you hear me talking?” The beautiful woman frowned, this person was her back, and paid a top-level panacea.

but.

Since returning from that day, this person has not woken up. For twelve days, when they were about to give up, he even opened his eyes. Originally, she did not care for such a small person.

Wake up and wake up.

He recovered and naturally left the Qin family.

She doesn't care about his origins, just as she doesn't care if the top spirits fall into the mouth of martial arts, or the mouth of a mortal.

but.

The little man who was fixed in life and death could still wake up. His vitality was too tenacious, and she could not help but doubt and curiosity. Then she came to greet, but things were not as simple as she thought.

Tea kungfu.

Qin Sirong stood up and determined that this person may have been demented. The spirit has been broken up. Even if he wakes up, he is just a vegetative person. He shakes his head in disappointment and is about to lift his foot.

"can!"

The sound of mosquitoes and flies is sounded, and it is as light as it is to spit out, and it is blown off by the wind.

"Can you hear?" Qin Sirong glanced, and the brows that couldn't help but let go of a few points, sat down and asked. "Who are you?"

"Like... wind."

“As the wind, the wind is like the wind?”

Qin Silong asked. "How did you get into the water?"

"……Can not remember."

Ling Feng hollowly looked at the roof, frowning with some pain, exhausted all his meditation, but the more the meditation is the more painful, can not help but scream, the voice is like a **** cuckoo.

"Don't think about it. It's useless to think of it in vain. Get well as soon as possible."

Qin Silong took a shot of Ling Feng’s shoulder and stood up and walked two steps in front of the door. He stopped and said. “When you get cured, leave here as soon as possible. It is not for you.”

"Spiritual rain, give him some care as much as possible."

She looked at the previous teenager and whispered that the person had brought it back. The top Ling Dan had been integrated into her body and could not be fished back. She would not mind giving him more time and care.

As for whether this person will return to the top of the panacea, she never thought about it, a mortal...

"As the wind, your luck is good, and we are married to Miss Qin, hehe..."

After Qin Silin left, Ling Yu smiled and walked, looking at Ling Feng and not saying nothing. "Not that no one is so lucky."

Ling Feng did not answer.

"For example, is this your last name?"

"No."

"What is your surname?"

"spirit!"

"It’s like a wind, it’s very domineering."

......

The sunset star is now.

The firewood room calmed down again, and the spiritual rain also left. Although the "arrival" of Lingfeng did make the Qin family have some whispers, who would have to go with a mortal?

A mortal... Naturally no one will value it.

"A top-level panacea... salvage from the water, this Qin Silong is a character."

Huaguang was secluded, and it came in from the window, so that the firewood room was not as dim as imagined, but the person lying on the bed sat up in amazement, looking at the empty courtyard, and the mouth was light.

"Death is a difficult thing."

Ling Feng mouth sneaked a sneer, and it was incompatible with the description of the dryness. "There must not be too cheap for those people."

Yes!

Ling Feng did not fall, his sorrowful spirit has never been annihilated. When the brand was flying, he first shattered it, but it was born with the cultivating of life and spirit, so that its spirits blended and reshaped.

then.

Regeneration is extremely deductive, and it has broken through the seventh weight in life and death, recasting the gods and spirits, and Taiyi Zhenshui provides its divine power, and the prohibition provides protection.

thus.

He was able to kill himself, perform magic in the river, recast his body flesh and bones, and the only regret is that his dantian smashed, it is a seven-fold regeneration, and it is very difficult and time-consuming to reshape.

Dantian smashed.

This also means that at the moment he is indeed a mortal.

He walked through the river for three months, and God could completely dry up. He could only let the wind and rain hit. However, if there is nourishment of the water, he will not be wiped out by the wind and rain, and the top spirit, right For him, it doesn't make any sense.

but.

He is still very grateful to the woman who has a rich rhyme. At least, she gave her the most precious panacea. At least, she did not let him fall to the river, and could become a prey for the wolf beast.

of course.

He also has no memory loss, and the painful appearance is nothing but pretending.

"She wants to catch people!"

Ling Feng said angrily. "You have brought people back, and they have settled down. How can you catch people?"

"If you bring me up, you will be responsible for my life!"

He said with a sullen look. "I want to drive me away, no way!"

The sound fell lightly and slowly, just like his mouth full of smiles, with his current injury and realm, oh, he has no realm of realm, like waste, if he leaves the Qin family, he is the prey of the beast.

This is the world of martial arts.

The weak meat is the cruel truth. If he is not killed by the spiritual gods, he must be careful and live. He must try his best to save his life and raise the realm as much as possible to return to the peak.

and.

His identity is too sensitive. The genius of God's wild talent, the devil of the devil, or the devil of the gods, once the news leaks, waiting for him will be a disaster, he has no doubt that at this moment, his "fallen" "It has been resounding throughout the martial arts, and the rebellion is being ruined.

but.

He can't leave now, not to say whether he can return to the anti-God, even if he returns to the anti-God, it will be cumbersome, and may bring more disaster to the anti-God. A tiger that has been extracted is a living target.

therefore.

Before returning to the peak of the king of God, he stayed in the Qin family and did not leave.

The woman who is rich in rhyme wants to fight with him, and it is too tender.

"However, the smashing of Dantian is indeed a problem."

Sitting on the bamboo bed, Ling Feng brows up, seven regenerative surgery can indeed reshape Dantian, Taiyi Zhenshui also has such a role, but they are self-running, and the full force of Ling Feng is two different things.

Simply speaking, it is too slow.

When Dan Tian reinvents it, I am afraid that it will take years, or even ten years. At that time, I am afraid that it is very likely that there will be big problems in reversing the gods. He will also be abandoned by the whole era, and ten years will be spent. Climbed to another realm.

"Can't wait."

He sighed and said.

......

"Let me in!"

The firewood door was pushed open, and a handsome young man pushed in the door and looked at the bamboo bed, describing the dry wind, said indignantly. "Do you know, because your sister suffered a lot of criticism? That is one Ming Ling Dan."

"I tell you, you have to pay back this spirit, this generation is not yet, then I will be a generation in my Qin family, I don't want my sister to be sad."

"it is good!"

Ling Feng's eyes are scattered.

"..."

Qin Muqing had a glimpse. He did not think that this "like the wind" did not rebut, and he should have come down, so that he did not know what to say next, and care about a mortal?

Looking at the ashamed look of "like the wind," he was so heartbroken.

"I don't want to marry you, but I don't want my sister to be sad." Qin Muqing squatted and left without returning. The voice came from far away. "Sister is not easy, she is too kind, but I don't want her to be deceived. Before I agree, you can't leave the Qin family."

"Just waiting for you."

Ling Feng smiled in the heart, Qin two brothers and sisters are not evil people, Qin Silong does not care about a spirit, this Qin Muqing also do not care, he is only concerned that his sister was bullied.

Some people give pillows when they sleep, and Ling Feng feels that the whole world is full of sunshine.

"The Qin family should have such a teenager!"

Ling Feng said in his heart: "Before you can pay off the top spirit, how can you leave and leave? That is an insult."

Can Lingfeng accept insults?

Obviously, no!

Therefore, he decided to stay, you hit me, you have to pay the price, you saved me, you are responsible for me!

You see, how good is his jealousy?

in spite of.

He slept in the firewood house, drinking rice paste, very simple treatment, but he was as good as he was, he wanted to restore the peak, but it is not the time, his body is still recovering, at least one month Resting.

Urgent, then wait.

A month later.

Ling Feng’s injury has indeed improved a lot, at least it is not so dry, but still very embarrassing, this day he is walking in the wood house, thinking about how to reshape Dantian as soon as possible.

"Oh."

Suddenly, the firewood door trembled, and a slender hand was pushing it away.

Ling Feng mouth corners, he is now in this state if the owner of the hand knows, afraid that he will wave his hand, so when the slender hand owner walks into the wood house, he is very crisp and neat... Planted on the ground.