The wind of the thunderbolt

The owner of Fengxiu, who was severely injured by the owner of Fuyingzhai, was rescued by the hero who lost his way, and is now being placed in Hanguang Yishe.

"Xiang Ling, how is Qiezi's injury?" Han Yancui stood quietly beside the bead curtain bed, so quietly that people almost ignored her existence. Her calm appearance could not hide the turbulent waves in her heart. The scene of Feng Bujing became the thorn in her eyes.

Xiangling stopped the hand that was inputting internal force to Master Fengxiu, wiped off the sweat from his cheeks, and breathed a sigh of relief. "Although Mr.'s life is hanging, but the internal injury is serious, and the Marquis of Triumph is ruthless to kill again. If this continues, even if the wedge friend doctor Xie Tianbugu hangs this breath with the seven god needles, the injury into the original body may be difficult for the gods to save. , You have to use 'Lianruo' to achieve the effect of quickly repairing the primordial spirit." Alas~ It really is the cruelest existence in the Huo Zhai Buddha Prison—the Marquis of Triumph!His martial arts are not inferior to Mr., maybe even higher... How to do this? Mister is really a match for him.But although the master sometimes resorts to extreme methods, he has a pure heart after all, but the triumphant prince...

Han Yancui smiled silently, thinking quietly, the healing holy medicine of the Huo Zhai Buddha Prison - Lian Ruo, grows on the top of the Qilin Mountain, the highest in the Huo Zhai Buddha Prison, soaring into the clouds, it is difficult for ordinary people to reach, 'Lian Ruo' is an extraordinary herb , it is difficult for non-medicine-students to recognize, not to mention that there is no way to reach the top of the mountain, only relying on a strong foundation to forcibly leap...

For Hanyancui, it is difficult to fly over the mountain, but it is not difficult. The difficulty is that Xiangling does not know martial arts. Hanyancui will take a Xiangling with him, it will be very difficult, but this is not the most difficult ~ the most difficult What is-

"'Lianruo' is pure in nature, clean and untainted. If it is contaminated with a little blood and dirt before it is made into a medicine, it will lose its medicinal properties. And...you must be a pure woman to pick it. If not, it will wither." Unexpectedly, in the fire house There is such a pure existence in the world where blood and killing coexist in Buddha Prison.

Sighing, Han Yancui said slowly - "Xiang Ling, forgive me, sister Cui can't help you this time either."

"Why? Didn't my sister always want to repay my husband for saving his life?" Xiang Ling looked at Han Yancui in disbelief.

"I'm sorry, Xiang Ling. I can take you to the top of Qilin Mountain, but I need you to pick the dog lotus." Han Yancui turned her back, not daring to look Xiang Ling in the eye.

"Why? Why do you want me to pick it up? Isn't it okay for my sister... Could it be?!!!" Xiang Ling grabbed Han Yancui's hand in shock, forcing her to look her in the eyes. "Could it be that my sister..."

Gently breaking away Xiang Ling's clenched hands, Han Yancui showed a painful expression, as if the scar that had been hidden for a long time had been untied. "It's what you think, Xiang Ling. Sister Cui already..." She didn't speak, but Xiang Ling already knew the meaning of the words.

Sure enough, as clever as Xiangling, she was beyond shocked: "Sister Cui~you...who are you? Who is that person? Did he force you? Who else in Huozhai Buddha Prison has this ability? Could it be Hardship? Sister, you must have suffered a lot, right?" Xiang Ling suddenly thought of something, "I'm sorry, Sister Cui, I asked a lot of questions that shouldn't be asked, what if Xiang Ling never asked?"

Xiang Ling didn't guess who Han Yancui was in love with, because she knew very well that such a guess would only chill Han Yancui's heart, how could she sit idly by Han Yancui's affection?Can't repay her love in this world, but can choose to treat her in the most gentle way, maybe this is Xiang Ling's tenderness.

Taking Xiang Ling's hand, "Let's go." Han Yancui walked out of the house with her, and slowly rushed towards the bloody dark abyss.

Within six out of Piaoying, Nan Feng Bujing, who had been waiting in the wind and snow all night, stared blankly at the seemingly invisible morning sun at the foot of the mountain in the distance, his brows turned into frost, his body was covered in heavy snow, and he had already condensed into a snowman!

Presumably, Nanfeng Bujing has not closed her eyes all night~ Standing in the place where she turned into a stone statue, keeping that promise - wait!

The winter wind blows in the early morning, and it is bitingly cold, but it is not as cold as the south wind does not compete with the heart at this moment.

I'm waiting for your return, Lingqing.

Qilin mountain top

Han Yancui wiped off the hot sweat from the forehead, crossed her legs, and breathed a little.Carrying Xiangling to the top of the mountain just now has exhausted most of his energy, so he had to stop at the same place and let Xiangling look for 'Lianruo' alone.

On the other side of the mountain, Xiang Ling didn't care about resting, and she was sweating profusely and refused to stop. There was only one thought in her heart, to find 'Lian Ruo' and go back to save her husband.

In fact, if you want to save Master Fengxiu, the Qishenzhen, who is not alone in the sky, hangs his life, and it will be fine within a month. Why is Xiangling so eager to find this life-saving flower?Maybe it's for that unfinished agreement.

From the restoration of the human body, I had resentment and hatred towards him at the beginning, and my impression of him was always that he killed innocent people in vain and did not know how to repent.Later, I was overwhelmed by his persistence, and every time I faced his giving, I always felt inextricably complicated.But now~ unconsciously, that resentment faded away, and she was able to face him calmly.

but.

At this moment, Xiang Ling is unwilling and unwilling to face the complicated heart directly.

'Lian Ruo'

The holy flower of Huo Zhai Buddha Prison, the most unbearable existence of filth.

At this moment, standing quietly in front of Xiang Ling...

Her hands didn't move.

It's not that she doesn't want it.

But before she is absolutely sure, she - can't make a move!

This strain is the most special royal family in 'Lianruo'——

'forever'

There is only one bunch of this flower in the world.

The rhizome winds up and bears two flowers.

There are two flowers.

There is only one chance.

Once the wrong choice is made, all the 'Lian Ruo' in this flowering period will wither as if inspired.

Its budding is 1000 years, and it is also 1000 years to bloom.

No patient can afford to wait for the flowers to bloom again. They can only choose other 'Lianruo'. No one dares to bet on this one-half game.

At this moment, this king flower is shaking with the wind on the top of the mountain, but this twin flower is also very surprised,

The flower on the left is immaculate and blooms white, facing the sky.The flowers on the right seem to be stained with the dirt of the world. Although the flowers are white, they have a little gray color, and the flower openings hang sickly to the ground.

I used to read about the 'Lianruo' king flower in ancient books, but the shape of each issue is different, but the two plants are almost pure white in color, which is not as clear as it is today.

The answer is already clear at a glance.

Xiang Ling hesitated for the last time.

If he made up his mind now, he and Hanyan Cui could go to rescue the master of Fengxiu. It is now ten o'clock in the evening, and there is still time for the unfinished agreement to rush back.

But what if you choose the wrong one? ! If 'Lianruo' is completely destroyed, the owner of Fengxiu will undoubtedly die.

Giving up this 'Lifetime' now and looking for other 'Lianruo' means giving up the agreement with Nanfeng Buding.

This is a dilemma.

Xiang Ling's hand paused between the plants.

Can't stretch, can't accept.

-------------------------------I am the dividing line of choice------------- ------------------

The author has something to say: I stayed up late today to add a chapter...

I don't have time... I can update it when I'm free in November...