'Stupid' back to the world

After chasing and beating, every time I encounter unbearable pain, the breath in the dantian will become stronger. The Shocking Art has been recovering at an incredible speed every day and night, and the skill is also recovering...

Where is he going?Where should I go?to find them?But now he doesn't even know the way to Xuanyuan, let alone walking all the way to Xuanyuan.And—they must have known something happened to him, right?Or thought he was dead?And Mu Chengyu, before his treacherous plan succeeds, it is impossible for him to let him go, but now he has only recovered to the first level of the Shocking Art, and he is not Mu Chengyu's opponent at all.Ah - who are they?Who is Mu Chengyu?

So... where is he going?He engraves the time on a piece of wood every day, or engraves everything on that piece of wood when he thinks of it recently-now he is in his arms, what have he thought of recently?Ah, I remembered a man named Xuanyuan Wuji, I remembered a killer named Yunjiba, I remembered that I had a second brother who was kind to me in every possible way, and I remembered a name called Mo Qixuan... ··Are they important to you?

No, he was originally hesitating about his relationship with them. No matter how ruthless or unruly Mu Qingyao is, he is an educated modern person. Love is different from business. In the case of Xiaosan, this is real, love.So he and them, is it the so-called love?So... It seems that because of this, he was pushed off the cliff when he was in a trance.They... Although he can't remember who they are?However, they must be the most important people to themselves!

Originally, the Shocking Art had been practiced to the last level, and it was possible to maintain the bigu period, but when it fell off the cliff, its meridians were almost cut off, and its skill was even incapable of self-protection, and the filth all over its body made others misunderstand it as a beggar Well, he wasn't—he always knew he wasn't a beggar!That's why he always managed to survive until the outskirts, and then he fumbled for some tree roots and grass roots to fill his stomach.

Touching the scratched cheek, the finger-long wound had already begun to ooze pus. Now he could feel his cheeks swollen and painful, but there was nothing he could do...

"I am in my twenties, but I have a face that is not as good as 40 years old. How do you think I got the scars on my face? Mu Qingyao, you have no idea how I escaped from the gangster's den , you don't know at all..." "Do you know what kind of mood I felt when I slid my face down with a knife?" "You know when I changed my voice with poisonous weeds, yes What kind of mood?"

Every midnight, there is always such a hideous and terrifying face, and a hoarse or vicious voice reminding him that he seems to owe someone a debt, and when he wakes up, the sweat on his face reminds himself , everything in the dream is probably not just a dream, but maybe it is reality.So every time I touch my injured face, I feel that it doesn't hurt so much... Who is he?He is Mu Qingyao, who said he wanted to be his own Mu Qingyao!Regardless of whether it was a previous evil debt or not, it is no longer Mu Qingyao's business...

"Go away! Go away quickly! Don't get in the way of Mr. Luo's carriage!" Suddenly there was a gorgeous carriage roaring in the distance. Although he couldn't see it clearly, those things in his memory were made of familiar cloth The curtain of the carriage, from a distance, he could roughly see the carriage roaring towards him!

"Go away!" The driver flicked his horsewhip, and the people around him dodged, but the house slave who raised his horsewhip saw a dirty beggar standing in the middle of the road, and didn't think about it. , maybe it was a domestic slave who usually didn't take human life seriously raised his whip, as if to whip it at the beggar in the middle of the road!

"You dare to stop Mr. Luo's carriage!" The whip was raised high, and it was about to hit the "little beggar", but amidst the exclamation of everyone, the little beggar dodged embarrassingly, " With a sound of "bang", the horsewhip was thrown on the roadside stall. It seemed that he was a domestic slave with some martial arts background, and the wooden stall by the roadside instantly became wood chips.Everyone couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. If the little beggar slowed down, the terrible whip would have broken the little beggar's neck...

Seeing that the beggar dodged his whip, the servant felt humiliated, but instead of being angry, he laughed and raised his voice: "A little beggar dares to stop my master's carriage, huh, my master is acting in the name of the prince!" Hurry to Linhai," said the prince, the servant's face raised a smug smile, but ignored the little beggar's face for a moment of trance, the servant raised his whip again, but sneered at the little beggar—"Looking for death!"

He said - Prince.His body shook, but his mind was in a trance. Suddenly, a face that was holy and godlike flashed into his mind. He said, "Qingyao, no matter what, you are the most important." No matter what, I That's the most important thing... In a daze, the powerful riding whip was thrown towards him again, and it was in front of his eyes. The chill flashed by, it's not that he can't dodge it, but it will take more than half of his hard-earned recovery of the Shocking Art, he is not reconciled, how can he be reconciled? ——

A hand blocked his eyes, although it was only a gray world, but he could see this thin but powerful hand.

"Is this how the prince ordered your master to treat others?" A cold voice sounded in his ears, his body trembled almost undetectably, and a familiar voice, cold and emotionless, even a bit sinister , he turned his head and desperately opened his eyes, trying to see clearly the person who made the voice and this somewhat familiar face, no, no, he couldn’t see it clearly at all, really...so he didn’t recognize it ·····

The visitor saw that the little beggar was looking at him all the time, and looked at the filthy beggar strangely. The disheveled hair covered his face, so he couldn't see the real face of this face clearly.

"Then, the so-called Prince Wuji is just a hypocrite!" The man turned his head, looked at the dog-legged servant on the carriage, and sneered disdainfully.

No, he is not a hypocrite!He shook his head, Prince Wuji... Xuanyuan Wuji...

"You!" The house slave raised his whip viciously.

"Stop!" There was finally a low shout from the carriage, the curtain of the carriage was lifted by a fat hand, and the fleshy "Master Luo" showed his face, and saw a man in white, a dirty little The beggar sneered, "What is the identity of the crown prince? You need to be known by a scumbag like you! If it wasn't for something serious happening in Xuanyuan, if it wasn't for this official rushing to Linhai to meet the prince, you scumbags, you! You—and you! He waved his hand and swept across the people all over the street, "I can't even eat and walk around!"

"go!"

The carriage swayed, but the man looked thoughtful. "An important event happened to Xuanyuan? What event will happen to Xuanyuan..."

He is going to Xuanyuan!Where is Xuanyuan?He didn't know, but the man said he was going to see the prince, Xuanyuan's prince, Xuanyuan Wuji, was it him?No, wait, he is going to find that Xuanyuan Wuji, the pain in his chest is always telling him that he must...

"Hey! Little beggar!" The man looked at the swaying beggar and shouted, but saw the beggar chase after the carriage that had gone away, but within two steps, the little beggar swayed and went straight Fall straight down!The man swept by with a gust of wind, and held the beggar in his arms with both hands. He didn't think it was dirty, and picked up the almost weightless man by the waist...

"Guest officer, the water you want!" The boy at the inn brought hot water and closed the door behind him, leaving only the strange man and the beggar he picked up inside.The man stood up, took the towel and walked to the bed...

Wiping his face clean, he gasped.How could it be him?Didn't he become the lord of Bailian Palace in Bailian Palace?Maybe, he shouldn't be in Xuanyuan... Wait, something big happened in Xuanyuan... Will it be...

"This young man was seriously injured, probably because he fell from a high place, so his bones were almost completely broken, his internal energy was lost, and his memory was blurred because of this. As for the young man's eyes... Xu He was poisoned and sprayed with poison, so he became like this..." The old doctor felt the pulse of the person on the bed, and sighed softly. "Young Master Yun, it's really a bit..."

His whole body's bones were broken, his meridians were cut off, and his internal energy was completely lost... His eyes widened. He had only left the Bailian Palace for a few days.

152. Old friend?

The bones in his body were broken, the meridians were cut off, and his internal energy was completely lost... His eyes widened. He had only been away from Bailian Palace for a few days, and this person became what he is now. The incomparable Yun Yao, that god-like Yun Yao looked down on everything, but compared to his eyes, he looked haggard, his face was thin, and there was even a hideous scar on his cheek. Where did the previous Yun Yao go?

"Maybe heal his eyes?" At least, he can see the world clearly. Even if he loses his inner strength, he is still the master of Yunyao Palace and Bailian Palace. In fact, a little imbalance has long since turned into clouds. He looked at the person who was not sleeping soundly on the bed with a complicated expression,