Traveling through memoirs

Chen Ling went to look for a way out the next day, but as Qing Luo said, he found nothing.

Surrounded by continuous high mountains, most of the cliffs are steep, and the places that are not steep are covered with lush trees and weeds. It is extremely difficult to open a road.

Helpless, the two of them could only recuperate honestly, planning to return the same way after their injuries recovered.

After ten days of recuperation, Qing Luo's injury was almost half healed, and she became a non-disabled sub-healthy person with the ability to take care of herself. At the same time, Chen Ling's leg was almost healed.

Qing Luo thought, it's time for him to practice kung fu, and the movement of his true energy will also help his muscles and bones heal.

However, the house leak happened to rain overnight, so I didn't know if I didn't work hard, but I was shocked when I worked hard.Qing Luo discovered that she had encountered the same problem as Merry Daddy—the meridians were retrograde.

What does retrograde meridians mean?

In Qing Luo's words:

Compare zhenqi to water, dantian to a water tank, and meridians to one-way permeable water pipes.Water enters from the water inlet pipe, and while flowing along the water pipe, the outside water enters the one-way permeable water pipe, and finally flows back to the water tank from the water outlet pipe.

And the meridian goes retrograde, that is, the water inlet pipe becomes the water outlet pipe, and the water outlet pipe becomes the water inlet pipe.

If it's really a water pipe, it's okay to change like this.But the meridian, this is not a matter of changing it as soon as it is changed.

After failing to perform the exercise, Qing Luo spurted a mouthful of blood far away, her heart, liver, spleen, stomach and kidneys were wrenchingly painful, and Qing Luo's entire upper body didn't know how to cover it.

'Grass... It really is farting on TV, spitting blood and waving your hands to say nothing, just stand up is pure nonsense! ! 'If it wasn't so painful that he didn't have the strength to move, Qing Luo would have just rolled on the ground to vent the pain.Leaning against the cave wall, he huddled into a ball and gasped for a while, but managed to recover.

"I'm fucking you shit!!!" Qing Luo pointed her middle finger at God, "It's fine to become cannon fodder through time travel, but you still play me like this! If you want to kill me, just do it!"

After cursing a few words, Qing Luo's whole body ached, and she moved weakly to nest on the dry grass. Qing Luo took out the medicine for internal injuries with shaking hands, and poured it all into her mouth in one go.

Chen Ling, who came back from hunting, was greeted by the smell of blood as soon as he entered the cave, his heart tightened, and he subconsciously looked for Qing Luo.

"What's going on?" Chen Ling stepped up to Qing Luo's side and wiped the blood from the corner of Qing Luo's mouth with his sleeve: "Who hurt you?"

"The meridian is retrograde, and it has the same problem as Qing Ziyan." Qing Luo sat up straight with Chen Ling's strength: "I guess it was caused by my internal energy exhaustion before falling off the cliff and still working hard."

There is a problem with the meridians. Qing Luo naturally has to think about how this problem arises. Qing Ziyan’s meridians are retrograde because of her insanity during practice, but Qing Luo doesn’t remember that she has been insane...

After much deliberation, Qing Luo could only blame it on Luo Ya's desperate act of squeezing his true energy.

Chen Ling took Qing Luo's hand and felt his pulse: "Then what should I do?"

"What should I do? Good question, I also want to know what to do..." Sitting too tired, Qing Luo simply leaned on Chen Ling.

Speaking of this, I have to talk about Qing Luo's original plan.

At first, Qing Luo thought that Qing Ke's skills had recovered before he fell off the cliff, so it shouldn't be a problem to deal with those cannon fodder.So, eight out of ten, Qing Ke should be the only one who survived in the end.And since he falls off a cliff and doesn't know his life or death, [Purple Mist Valley] will definitely not be obsessed with people whose chances of dying are greater than those of living.

That is to say, as long as Qing Luo hides his identity well, once he successfully leaves here, he will be a free man. [Purple Mist Valley] I don't care about him, and righteous people don't even know his existence.Then Qing Luo naturally wanted to go wherever she wanted, and what she wanted to do, there was no longer any constraints.

On this basis, Qing Luo's original plan was to embrace Chen Ling's thick thigh wholeheartedly after leaving here, as a good friend of the protagonist, and share the protagonist's aura by the way, so that the radiance emitted by the protagonist can shine on the cannon fodder.

In fact, Qing Luo is more inclined to live a secluded life, like Tao Yuanming, "picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, and seeing Nanshan leisurely." '.But considering his own status as a villain cannon fodder and his dignity as an idiot in life.The superimposed collision of facts and facts made Qing Luo have to succumb to this, honestly hugging the thighs around him, this is the basis for survival!

Follow the protagonist, even if [Purple Mist Valley] didn't let him go, he was caught.But with the protagonist by his side, it's no different from getting high-end insurance!Can the protagonist let the Demon Cult give him a 'click'?Certainly not! !That's the honest protagonist!

Therefore, no matter how you calculate, following Chen Ling is a bright road!Follow the protagonist to have meat to eat.

But now!The skill is gone! !

What does this mean to Qing Luo?It is equivalent to stuffy crabs without crab roe, grilled chicken without chicken thighs, grilled cold noodles without sauce, and beef skewers with only bamboo sticks.

I want to hug the protagonist's thigh, but I don't have the strength to protect myself!It's obvious that I can't hold it even if I want to hug it!The protagonist can reach the pinnacle of life!How can I bring an ordinary person by my side all day?How can the protagonist conquer the world.

But what about not hugging the protagonist's thigh?To be an ordinary person, living in the market?What if someone from [Purple Mist Valley] finds out?Can they keep a failed young master candidate? In addition - this candidate is still useless, [Purple Mist Valley] is a demon sect!With a 'magic' word too!Which is so easy to get along with.

Although Qing Luo knew that the chance of [Purple Mist Valley] coming to him (or meeting him in the vast crowd) was very slim, but this possibility cannot be ruled out!Without internal strength, not even the strength to fight, just waiting for death every minute, is there any? !

Qing Luo's head hurts, her egg hurts, and she is very irritable...

So, Qing Luolian missed a chicken leg for dinner.Don't underestimate this chicken leg. For someone like Qing Luo who can't afford to eat less than a bite of food, eating one less chicken leg is already a big problem!

Chen Ling naturally discovered this problem, and in his opinion it was even more serious!Qing Luo had just been allowed to be made meat, and Qing Luo, who was so addicted to meat, didn't even eat chicken legs at the moment!If this is a small matter, then it is probably not a big deal!

Picking off the meat from the chicken leg and putting it on the lotus leaf, Chen Ling sat next to Qing Luo who shrunk into a small ball with the meat in his hand.

"It's okay, the skill will come back." Chen Ling is a little poor at words, he has never been good at comforting others: "When my meridian was injured, I also felt that there might be no hope, but now, my injury is not healed. Is it?"

"You don't understand at all..." 'You are the protagonist, so no matter what happens to you, there will be a good result in the end.and I?I am a time traveler, and this world rejects me.I have also transmigrated to characters below cannon fodder and below. If I don't work hard, I will die! '

Qing Luo sighed: "I've decided, I want to practice 'Ye Chun Pin', only this exercise can solve the problem of my meridian retrograde."

After much deliberation, Qing Luo still made such a decision.

Practicing 'Ye Chunpin', he only needs to take a risk once, as long as he successfully starts practicing, he will have no worries in the future; if he doesn't practice 'Yechunpin', he may always be in fear because of his status as cannon fodder, Mrs. Qing Luo But he was afraid that it would be difficult for him to change the fate of the cannon fodder of the original body.He was afraid that when he really faced that moment, he would not even have the chance to resist.

Qing Luo was afraid of death, he didn't want to die.But he is even more afraid that fate is not in his own hands, and he never wants to hand over the choice to others.Even if it really came to the moment of death, Qing Luo would die by his own hands.

"The risk of this exercise is too great. I know you want to use this exercise to heal your injuries. But have you ever thought about it, your meridians are retrograde now. If you want to practice this exercise, you not only have to bear the pain of meridian retrograde, You also have to bear the pain of the exercise itself. If you can't persist, you will only die!" Chen Ling held Qing Luo's cheek with both hands, and the two faced each other, eyeball to eyeball.

"Qing Ziyan has survived, why can't I survive?" Qing Luo said lightly.

"He is the leader of the Demon Cult! You..."

"I'm his son." Qing Luo interrupted: "Qing Luo, Qing Ziyan, and the trial of fratricide. Chen Ling, it's impossible for you not to think of it."

Chen Ling paused and did not speak again.

How could Chen Ling not think of Qing Luo's identity, but he didn't want to face it, didn't want to think about it.He was afraid that he would not be able to accept Qing Luo's identity - the son of the leader of the Demon Cult, an existence that completely deviated from the righteous way of the world.

However, at this moment, facing Qing Luo's identity directly, Chen Ling didn't feel any disgust at all.It can even be said that Chen Ling is very calm now, he has absorbed and accepted this fact well, and his heart is very peaceful without any disturbance.

Chen Ling didn't know whether his current state was right or not, but what he knew was that his most urgent task was to dispel Qing Luo's idea of ​​cultivating 'Ye Chunpin': "Your father is your father, you are you, he can do it." Just because you can do it doesn't mean you can do it."

Chen Ling paused and said again: "Wait a little longer? Just...give me some time. If it is true, there is really no other way, can you go to practice again?"

"Don't easily gamble with your own life, please..." Chen Ling looked deeply into Qing Luo's eyes.

Lowering her eyes, Qing Luo pursed her lips tightly.

He didn't understand why Chen Ling could do this for himself.Begging him because he didn't want him to take risks was something Qing Luo could hardly imagine.

Taking a deep breath, Qing Luo said, "Half a year..." Qing Luo raised her head and looked at Chen Ling, "After half a year, if there is still no other way, I will practice 'Ye Chun Pin'."

According to Qing Luo's character, it was impossible for him to compromise so easily.For half a year of living a life of powerlessness, I have to leave everything to others to choose.Although it was very difficult, Qing Luo still made such a decision.

One is because this promise was made by Chen Ling. Chen Ling, who has the aura of the protagonist, is very likely to be able to fulfill it. Maybe he can really successfully recover martial arts without taking risks.Qing Luo weighed the pros and cons, agreeing to Chen Linghe's direct practice of 'Ye Chun Pin' seems to be a balanced choice.The second reason is that because of Chen Ling's word 'begging', Qing Luo was emotionally inclined to Chen Ling's plan.

"I will definitely help you recover your skills." Chen Ling smiled.

Qing Luo twitched the corner of her mouth and said, "Then it's up to you..."

Before the words fell, there was movement at the entrance of the cave.Qing Luo fell silent, and the two looked at the entrance of the cave in unison.

"Brother?" The person who came into view with the voice came into the ears was a big man who blocked all the light.