Even if we meet, we should not know [new version]

After a while, the voice of old fairy Deng Lin came over.

He said with great joy: "Good boy, hey, he still has a little bit of talent. Come on, come up, I will teach you two interesting sword skills..."

Before the old fairy Deng Lin finished speaking, Qianqing's hands holding the Taifu Queyan sword suddenly loosened.

This too heavy Taifu Quyan sword disappeared in the air, and was received in Qianqing's Qiankun sleeve.

Qianqing groaned in pain, then suddenly knelt down on one knee, embraced her arms, and said, "It hurts so much, my hand hurts so much."

Lin Zichu hastily put the Kun Qiao sword aside, and then knelt down, rubbing Qianqing's arm with spiritual energy in the palms of both hands, only felt that Qianqing's arm was as hard as steel, and he couldn't relax even now.Lin Zichu said heartbroken, "Ah Qing, you..."

At this moment, Qianqing leaned forward, and suddenly rested her head on Lin Zichu's chest.

Lin Zichu was taken aback.

Qian Qing's hairy head arched against Lin Zichu's chest, and after finding a position carefully, she smiled and said, "Brother, I heard the sound of your heart."

"..." Lin Zichu's hands also began to shake.

"..." Elder Deng Lin raised his head and took a sip of his wine, and said displeasedly, "These two little bastards never forget to talk about love."

Qianqing laughed for a while, then started laughing and shouting pain.

Although this kind of muscle soreness can be relieved by spiritual power, Qianqing was seriously injured, and when holding the sword, she could barely support it with willpower.But once the sword was put down, the pain in the muscles and bones of the arm was revealed, and now even if he didn't move, the pain was unbearable.

Qian Qing leaned against Lin Zichu's side, and after crying out in pain a few times like a baby, she said patiently, "I lied to you. Actually, it didn't hurt much."

Lin Zichu looked at Qianqing's swollen arm and remained silent.

Despite the pain in his hands, Qianqing seemed to be in a good mood. He raised his head, slowly leaned into Lin Zichu's ear, and murmured:

"Brother, I seem to...know something."

Since Qianqing's words were endless, Lin Zichu didn't understand, and asked, "What?"

"I...seem to know." Qian Qing hesitated, and said, "What is the Dao that I want to practice in the future."

Lin Zichu was overjoyed: "Really?"

Qianqing nodded, but still hesitated: "It's just that this way seems to be different from my parents, grandfather, and master...this way..."

"This way, it should be..." Qian Qing hesitated, but his eyes were serious, and he said solemnly: "It should be the way to control beasts."

Lin Zichu was stunned, and repeated in a low voice: "The way of controlling beasts, this..."

This seems to be a field that Qianqing has never touched.

Qian Qing said: "That's right, big brother. I've been thinking about the way I should practice for several years, but I couldn't understand it. When I came to the frozen forest wasteland, I seemed to have a feeling somewhere. Today I finally figured out that this way of controlling beasts, then It is the path I will choose in the future.”

As soon as the words were spoken, there seemed to be a mysterious feeling in Qianqing's body, something was taking root and sprouting, scrolling the aura of heaven and earth, making Qianqing ignorant for a moment, and forgot about the soreness in her arms.

There are three thousand avenues, which are complex and different.

Others said that Qianqing's single-fire physique, the way she cultivated should be the same as my father looked at me in Dongkun, and it was related to 'fire'.Or follow Master Feng Zhaoming Xianjun to cultivate the way of fighting spirit.

Not only others, Qianqing herself thought so for a long time.

However, just now, when Qianqing discovered that there was an omission in the Xuanwu swordsmanship No. 18 style taught by the old fairy Deng Lin, the first thought that came to Qianqing's mind was not to use the "five ways of protecting the way" to block, or to fight. Dao artistic conception attack.

That's right, the Dao of War Intent, the Dao of Time, the Dao of Single Fire, the Dao of Ice and Snow, the Dao of Sword, the Dao of Clouds and Mists... No matter how brave, brave, and powerful, those are not his Dao.

The avenues are different, but they are all related to the laws of heaven and earth.

It is not the way of choice that restricts a monk's ability.Only the monk's own willpower can restrain the monk.

There is no such thing as the strongest Dao at all, only the strongest monks.

It is not the Dao that chooses the monks, but the way that the monks choose.

After thinking about these things clearly, for a split second, Qian Qing's mind was clearer than ever before.He straightened up, sat cross-legged in front of Lin Zichu, and smiled at him.

A mysterious and powerful aura rises from the vicinity of Qianqing's dantian.

"Brother," Qian Qing's face was full of energy, like a jade shining brightly. "I'm going to hit Jindan's cultivation."

After saying that, the hair on Qianqing's shoulders rose without wind, and he slowly closed his eyes, without any expression on his face, like a statue carved out of stone with an axe.

Lin Zichu got up and retreated quickly, about a zhang away from Qianqing, so as not to interfere.

At the same time, he raised his head and shouted: "Senior, there is a lack of spiritual energy here, and a lot of spiritual stones are needed."

However, Old Immortal Deng Lin, who was supposed to stay above, did not answer.

In the ground of the broken sword, there was no sound other than breathing.

Frozen forest wasteland, inside the town.

The tall woman in black looked anxiously and expectantly at the two men lying on the hospital bed.

The two men were about 20 years old.

The one lying on the left is elegant and pale.

Lying on the right was an extremely handsome and tall man with a neat mustache on his upper lip, which made him look even more youthful.

Xu Xiyin looked at the two people lying side by side on the bed, and said to herself, "It should be today...why haven't you woken up yet? Could it be...my heart transplant surgery failed?...No, it won't, The two of them are still breathing, no..."

While Xu Xiyin was muttering to herself, the man lying on the left suddenly moved his index finger.

After a while, Xu Wangwen opened his eyes.

Xu Xiyin was overjoyed and stepped forward to approach him, saying, "Brother, what do you think?"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly saw a lot of cold sweat breaking out from Xu Wangwen's forehead.His brows were tight, and his right hand stroked his chest, as if in extreme pain, he yelled.

"what……"

The severe pain caused Xu Wangwen's whole body to convulse as if dancing, he clenched his teeth, the veins all over his body throbbed, and the blue veins bulged.

Xu Xiyin was stunned by her brother's violent reaction, but she was a doctor after all, so she recovered quickly.She turned Xu Wangwen's head to Wen Renshao's neck with both hands, and shouted at the same time: "Brother! Hurry up! Drink his blood, then you won't feel so badly heartbroken."

Xu Wangwen, who was pale and not human, touched the neck of Wen Renshao who was in a coma.

Lips caressed the smooth skin of the man, and he opened his mouth, his teeth pressed against Wen Renshao's tendons.

The bloodless tip of the tongue greedily licked and kissed along the direction of blood flow.

But the next moment, Xu Wangwen lowered his head, groaned in pain, and said intermittently:

"Give...the silver needle...to me."

"Silver needle?"

Xu Xiyin hurriedly took out a roll of sheepskin, spread it out, and it was pierced with fine silver needles.

Xu Wangwen's breathing was weak, and his lips were as pale as white paper.He stroked his chest with his right hand, his fingers were in the shape of claws, as if he wanted to dig out the heart.Even though Xu Wangwen tried his best to endure and clenched his teeth until his mouth was bloody, he still trembled in pain, as if he couldn't take it anymore.

Xu Wangwen made a painful sound in his throat, it was too painful.

He also knew that it would not be a comfortable thing to exchange for a heart stained with Hanlong Woxue's blood through heart transplant surgery.But Xu Wangwen never thought that this would be so painful, it seemed to tear him alive from the heart.Xu Wangwen raised a silver needle with difficulty and pierced it towards the Yunmen acupoint on his right arm.

Both Xu Xiyin and her elder brother are practicing medicine, but her medical skills are far less superb than Xu Wangwen's.For a while, Xu Xiyin didn't know what was going on with her brother, but seeing him in severe pain, she couldn't help urging, "Brother, what are you waiting for? Drink the blood of Senior Brother Wenren, otherwise, you will be killed alive." It hurts to death."

As if Xu Wangwen didn't hear it, he took a long breath, tried his best to endure the trembling of his body, and dropped the needle steadily and accurately, and stuck it on Yunmen acupoint.

After getting an injection, Xu Wangwen seemed to be able to endure it a bit.This time, he picked up three silver needles at the same time and stabbed them in Qinglengyuan, Tianjing, and Quchi.

Xu Xiyin saw something tricky, her eyes widened, and she looked at her brother in disbelief, as if she didn't know him.

More and more silver needles fell on Xu Wangwen's body. The silver needles pierced Xu Wangwen's skin and pulled out a slight chill.

The cold air was like ice, freezing the silver needle extremely hard.

When Xu Wangwen pulled out the silver needle from his body, he was finally able to endure the bone-piercing pain, no longer convulsed, but slumped back on the bed, gasping for breath.

Xu Wangwen turned his head to the side, looking at Wen Renshao's sleepy side face with complicated eyes.

Xu Xiyin's eyes were also complicated and melancholy. She looked at her exhausted brother and spoke with a bitter voice:

"... Brother, what are you doing?"

Hearing his sister's voice, Xu Wangwen turned his eyes to Xu Xiyin.

A weak smile appeared on his pale face, and he opened his mouth to speak, but only made an inexplicable gasp.

Xu Xiyin couldn't help shedding tears, and murmured: "What are you doing? You...you suppressed it with silver needles, forcing yourself not to drink the blood of senior brother Wenren. But...you can do this every day, can you do this every day? ?”

I thought this kind of questioning would wake Xu Wangwen to his senses, but instead of understanding it, his elder brother showed a resolute expression. He said intermittently: "As long as I don't drink his blood, I can control it. Once I drink it once, I can't help it next time... Xiyin, I can't just drink people's blood when my heart hurts."

"Brother, you gave him your heart, you saved his life, so what if you drink his blood?"

Xu Wangwen shook his head with a smile. He looked at Wen Renshao's side face again, and said softly, "In the future, when you two get married, I'm like this. It's not good for you. Since there are silver needles that can relieve pain, use them instead. Why not do it."

"But... how much pain can this silver needle suppress you relieve?"

"..."

"Brother! You are...you are so confused!" Xu Xiyin yelled and ran out of the room crying.

Xu Xiyin has always admired her elder brother the most, and regards his words as a standard, and saying 'confused' is the most extraordinary accusation.

It's just that Xu Wangwen wasn't angry either.He just looked deeply at Wen Renshao's profile, because of the pain in his chest, he couldn't fall asleep, so he could only look at Wen Renshao like this, and it felt better.

What he didn't answer was that, of course, only relying on silver needles to suppress the pain could not relieve much pain, it could only change the pain in Xu Wangwen's chest from unbearable to gritting his teeth and enduring it.

But this is also impossible.Xu Wangwen thought to himself, although drinking Wen Renshao's blood can effectively relieve the pain, but the next time he drinks it, it will be the second or third time... In the future, he can't always put his arms around Wen Renshao's neck and bite it He sucks his blood.This is very bad.

Xu Wangwen took a deep breath, turned sideways with difficulty, and curled up his body.

He thought somewhat painfully in his heart, after his younger sister married Wen Renshao, Xu Wangwen would stay far away from the two of them, and he could no longer get close to Wen Renshao.

Even if they were blood relatives, sometimes Xu Xiyin couldn't understand why her elder brother was so persistent in wanting her to marry Senior Brother Wenren.Only Xu Wangwen knew why he insisted on entrusting his sister to Wen Renshao.

Because of that man, he is the best person in the four continents, if he wants to entrust Xiyin to someone else, Xu Wangwen can only feel at ease.