[Comprehensive] Travel to the world of martial arts and raise a boss

Lu Chongming was woken up by waves of heat. The billowing smoke choked him uncomfortably, and he coughed violently while covering his lips.

Has the natural disaster not passed yet?he is still alive?

Before he could figure out why, suddenly his heart tightened, and the wind rang in the back of his head. Lu Chongming subconsciously reached for his waist, but found nothing.

At the critical moment, there was no room for him to hesitate for a moment, he kicked his legs, and the whole body rolled forward quickly, and when he stretched out his right hand, he held half of the wooden stake in his hand.

With a click, the wooden stake was cut off, and the raised sword roared, wrapped in strong wind, and slashed at Lu Chongming's head.

Huh——Lu Chongming twisted his waist and jumped forward, and quickly jumped onto the opponent. The wooden stake that was cut into a sharp point fell hard, and inserted into the man's neck. Fresh blood burst out and splashed on the man's body. On Lu Chongming's face, this gave him a dangerous charm.

A series of smooth and neat movements made Lu Chongming unable to exert any more strength. He really wanted to just collapse on the ground regardless, but the instinct to survive strongly drove him to leave here immediately.

There were red flames everywhere in front of his eyes, and the raging flames dyed half of the sky red. His mind was in a mess, as if someone was holding a stick and kept stirring, stirring, stirring...

It was already difficult to breathe, his lungs were extremely stuffy due to the lack of fresh air, he tightly covered his mouth and nose, suppressing the itchiness in his throat, if he attracted another enemy , he is absolutely unable to deal with it, the opponent can easily split him in half.

In the billowing thick smoke, all his sights were blocked, and he was rushing forward like a headless fly. Suddenly, his feet staggered, and the whole person fell to the ground at once, and the dust and smoke flew up. He could only hear his own pounding heartbeat and heavy breathing.

His vision gradually blurred, and the red fire light slowly faded from his eyeballs like a ferocious monster. His painful head and weak and numb body made him unable to hold on any longer, and he fell into a coma...

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In the groggy state, Lu Chongming was not stable. The life of another person was like an old black and white movie, which was played out in front of his eyes one by one. When he opened his eyes again, one person's life was over.

The whole body was in pain. The bones all over the body seemed to be dismantled and reassembled, and there was a creaking sound when he moved lightly. The pain in the waist and abdomen was even more unbearable.

"Don't move!" A hoarse voice sounded from behind, and then there was a warm and cool feeling in the waist and abdomen, and the severe pain that was unbearable just now eased a little.

"Your injury is serious. When you slashed with the knife, you hurt the vitals at the tailbone. If you don't survive well, you may be paralyzed in the future."

The opponent's hands were a little rough, and the place where the medicine was applied at the end was a little awkward, Lu Chongming lay on the cart full of straw, buried his face in his arms, and asked to hide his discomfort, "Who are you? "

"Crazy! They call me a wine lunatic! You can call me that too." The man took the medicine, but because he was afraid of touching the wound, he didn't help him put on his belt, and just covered his waist with a coat. lower body.

The man sat down beside him, picked up the wine bag and took a sip with his head up. Only then did Lu Chongming see his face clearly.

Well, maybe it's not too clear, the other party has a beard and disheveled hair, but only a pair of eyes, which are extremely clear and energetic.

"Want a drink?" The man shook the wine bag in his hand and said, "Maybe you need it now."

Lu Chongming didn't hesitate, he reached out to take the wine bag, and took several sips with his upper body sideways. The man next to him had a painful face and said, "Less less, there is not much in it, give it to me." Save a little."

The transparent wine was left along the corners of the lips, and was wiped off by Lu Chongming casually. His chest was hot, and even the pain on his body seemed to be lessened.

Finally recovering some energy, Lu Chongming felt the warm sunshine shining on his body, and said, "Dongfang Han, thank you benefactor for saving his life."

The man waved his hand, "It's a coincidence, it's just a coincidence, thank my horse if you want to thank it, it ran the wrong way yesterday, otherwise it would never have met you."

Lu Chongming looked at the skinny horse that was dragging the cart with no one pulling the rein in front of it, and was a little speechless. He took a last sip of wine, and then returned the wine bag under the other's eager eyes.

The man was overjoyed at first, then shook the wine bag, shook it again, and finally turned the wine bag upside down and shook it. When he didn't even pour out a drop of wine, his face instantly collapsed.

Lu Chongming returned to the original place again, and after a long silence, he said, "Dare to ask my benefactor, where did you find me? Are there other survivors nearby?"

The man seemed to tremble for a while, and said in a tangled manner: "You can just call me a lunatic, I don't feel comfortable listening to benefactors or something." After a pause, he continued: "I have passed by Xiaohan Village several times, and I didn't expect to see it overnight. The border area has never been peaceful, and I don’t know which side’s bandits did the crime. However, there are no living people in the village except you. I will notify you when I get to the next town. Officials, today's bandits are too rampant." In the end, he couldn't help but sigh again, if he had arrived one step earlier, would the result have been different?

Lu Chongming fell silent. Was it Tucun?

If no one survived except him, what about the child in Yuanshen's memory?What about his mission?Why didn't he wake up on that familiar sofa, but directly entered another world?

Also, his life as Ningxia Ze was already dead, so what about Xuan Qing who was facing the punishment of heaven with him?dead too?Completely out of soul?

After all, the situation of the two people is different. Compared with him, Ning Xiaze is just a trial, and he will leave after he dies. Although the place where he wakes up this time is different, he is still alive after all, so don't worry that it will be true. Died, but Xuanqing actually belonged to that world. In the face of such a natural disaster, could he still live?

Lu Chongming's breathing stagnates, and his head hurts even more. Although that person has a cold temper, he has a cold face and a warm heart, and he has helped him a lot over the years. If possible, he hopes that he can survive , although hope may be extremely slim.

"Are you okay?" A worried voice suddenly sounded, a face full of beard and hair, unable to see the real face came close to him, there was some worry and tension in the clear eyes, "I know you are sad, but don't worry , the people in the government will definitely find out those insane murderers and avenge you."

When he uttered these words, he seemed to have a guilty conscience. Nowadays, no one knows, Chao Gang*, the emperor’s licentiousness, and the customs here is a place of chaos. The government is just a decoration. Kill all the people who destroyed Xiaohan Village!

Looking at that pale and sickly face, his bear-like head shrank back, but he quickly raised his chest again. If the government can't help, then he can just come by himself. The people of a village, no matter what they commit Whoever is responsible for this crime, that group of people really deserve to die.

There was a trace of sharpness in the eyes covered by the hair!

Lu Chongming touched his face, did he look very sad now?He just felt a little regretful, and judging from the memory left by the original owner, that incident was quite unusual, and it might have something to do with the person the original owner accidentally saved a few months ago.

So, you can eat food indiscriminately, but you can't save people indiscriminately. Not only did he kill himself, but he also implicated the whole village, and he couldn't even find his son.

Thinking of the child with a bright smile in his original memory, it is absolutely impossible for Lu Chongming to believe that the other party died so easily. He must still be alive, and he just needs to work hard to find it.

His head seemed to hurt more than the wound on his body. He couldn't figure it out. With Ning Xiuyi's gentle, kind and kind personality, it should be because of his successful upbringing. Why didn't he go back, but was assigned another identity?Could it be that there is something wrong with the Nandai witch, or is it that the hermit type who is indifferent to the world does not work, and the real success must be achieved by the other party who has been raised to achieve an earth-shattering career? !

Lu Chongming got a headache thinking about it, so he simply stopped thinking about it. He is a sick patient now, so let him be an obedient sick patient. There must be a way for the car to reach the mountain, and everything will be discussed after the injury is healed.

The old horse dragged the two of them, and a cart of straw, to the north, and finally arrived at the destination before it got dark - a post station with an extremely old facade.

"Hello! I'm back!" The angry roar resounded in mid-air, and everyone in the station probably heard it.

The sound of pattering footsteps came from far to near, and when Lu Chongming looked around, he saw a middle-aged man with broad shoulders and a fat body, holding a large bowl and walking out with cloth shoes.

The person who came was careless at first, as if he was dozing off, but when he saw Lu Chongming he suddenly woke up, his small eyes narrowed into a slit at this moment, looked up and down and said : "I said old lunatic, I asked you to go shopping, why did you pick up a person?"

The old lunatic scratched his head and said helplessly, "I'm injured and lying in front of my car. I can't just leave him alone. I'll be struck by lightning."

"Fart!" The man said disdainfully: "An extra mouthful of people means an extra mouth to eat. Our inn is already so poor that we can't get rid of it. If you pick another person back, it will still be a seriously injured person. The food for the medical expenses , Where did the money come from to find the doctor? Will you give it?!"

"I'll give it, I'll give it, and it will be deducted from my salary!" The old lunatic waved his hand and said rather grandly.

The middle-aged fat man greeted him with a slap, and said with great disgust: "Get out! Your salary has been deducted by me until the next life, you have a fart salary."

The old madman pretended to be stupid and laughed, he picked up Lu Chongming, and rushed to the post station quickly, leaving only one sentence, "Everything you want is in the car, move slowly by yourself, I don't have time now. "

The man's scolding voice was left behind, getting farther and farther away. When the old lunatic lowered his head, he saw a pair of displeased eyes.

"Well, don't be angry." The old lunatic said with a smile in his eyes: "The postmaster has that temper. In fact, he just has a bad mouth. He is still a good person. I was picked up by him back then."

Lu Chongming lowered his eyes, his pale face was stained with a thin layer of blush, his body was rigidly embraced by the other party obediently, and he suddenly felt that his treatment was getting worse every time.