The 371st chapter is terrible

The next day, in the middle of a forest, under a big tree, the branches that were covered there suddenly began to tremble slightly, and the white tigers were always white, and the white tigers with their wings were crawling out of the tree holes covered by the branches. A pair of bright and pure eyes curiously looked around, and the mouth continued to make a "squeaky" voice.

Xiaobaihu’s little tiger head looked around and looked around for a long time. Finally, the nose sniffed around and then left, and the direction of its departure was the direction that Jian Chen walked.

The little white tiger is still very young, and the short limbs can't even support its body to run on the ground. It only step by step, even rolling and climbing, moving at a very slow speed.

I don't know how long it took, consciousness finally woke up from the chaotic state. Jian Chen opened his eyes with some difficulty. The first thing that came into the eye was a wooden roof. Although it was old, it was cleaned. Clean.

Suddenly, a painful burst of pain suddenly attacked the brain of Jian Chen, so that Jian Chen could not help but make a painful snoring. His head was very painful, making his face instantly pale, without a trace of blood, facial The muscles were in the drawers, and there was a heavy vertigo. The sword dusted and fainted.

Soon after Jian Chen was in a coma, a snoring came and the wooden door of the wooden house was opened. A young man who was about twenty years old and had a tiger head and a tiger came out from the outside. He went straight to the front of Jian Chen and saw Looking at the sword dust that was in a coma with his eyes closed, he reached out and wrapped his head around his head and muttered: "Weird, I just heard that there was a voice coming out, how he had not woken up, and he was in a coma for three days." Subsequently, the little fat man left the log house.

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Xiaobaihu continued to crawl in the same direction for three consecutive days, and even fell from the steep place several times, but the fine skin and tender meat did not suffer the slightest damage, just a white hair has been It turned into a piece of gray, covered with dirt.

After three days of hard work, it finally came to the place where Jian Chen and the Eight Sky Masters fought.

Xiaobaihu sniffed the nose with his nose, and then a short "squeaky" sound in his mouth seemed to be very sad. He seemed to be crying, and then he climbed harder toward the front and soon came to a piece of blood stained with red. In front of the earth, the blood here has dried up, leaving a red blood mark on the ground, and some dry viscera remains on the ground.

The little white tiger kept screaming like a sorrow, and the little tiger head looked around. Finally, the nose sniffed the already dry blood of the ground, and then ate the viscera in the mouth and ate it in the mouth. stand up.

Although the internal organs have dried up, but there is a strong energy inside, after eating the internal organs, the white tiger's limbs seem to be more powerful, and gradually support its body standing straight, and finally start with the naked eye. The visible speed has grown a few sharp tiger teeth.

The little white tiger swallowed the visceral debris scattered on the ground, and the mouth screamed like a sorrow. After a while, the visceral debris scattered on the ground was swallowed up by the little white tiger.

At this time, although the body of Xiaobaihu did not undergo too obvious changes, its actions became more agile than before. A pair of limbs were strong and powerful, and it was no longer as difficult as before.

A small white tiger tiger mouth, a piece of soil directly biting down the ground is contained in the mouth. After a while, the soil is spit out from the mouth, and the soil spit out by it has recovered its original color. The dry blood mixed in the soil has disappeared. not see.

For five hours, Xiaobaihu is constantly biting the soil on the ground and sucking the blood in the mud. There is not only the blood of the sword dust, but also the blood of the sky sage, which contains not weak energy. For the current Xiaobaihu, it is a pretty good supplement.

As the blood sucked more, the white tiger became more robust, and the teeth that grew out in the mouth became sharper.

After all the blood contained in the soil was sucked, the little white tiger walked around the field in a strong circle, the nose sniffed and sniffed, and finally ran in a direction, and the pair of wings on its back Also stretched out, as the pace of its running quickly swayed up and down.

In the stunned sword dust, there is a scene of scenes constantly appearing, sometimes seeing a chaotic space, and sometimes seeing a strange gas. Sometimes I saw an old man with white hair and a crane. Sometimes I saw a large red cloud floating in the air, and I was constantly reducing the lightning that could tear the space. From time to time, I saw a purple and a green sword flying like a couple in the air, and made a smooth sword. Sometimes I saw an old man with a crane and a child's face control a purple and a green sword flying in the air, constantly licking the head of the demon. From time to time, I saw a purple and a blue sword in the air, and with the power of destroying the earth and destroying the land, fighting in the endless void, let the space burst.

In the end, Jian Chen saw a purple and a green sword split into pieces of the sky, flying from the inside, two groups of faint purple blue light disappeared into the bottom of a mountain range disappeared.......

I don't know how long it took, and the sense of sleep finally woke up slowly. Jian Chen slowly opened his eyes. Suddenly, the feeling of a headache hit the brain of Jian Chen again, but this time it was lighter than before. There were a lot of injuries, so Jian Chen endured for a while, and the pain gradually disappeared.

Sword dust looked at the surroundings with some stunned look and found himself lying in a wooden cabin made of wood. The bed was a hard wooden bed, and the ground was a wooden floor with many footprints on it. The cabin is not large, the length and width are about two feet, and the furniture inside is also very simple.

"Where is this?" Jian Chen looked around with a blank look, his face was puzzled, and when he wanted to get out of bed, a painful pain came from the body, ruthless Destroy the look of the sword dust.

The violent pain made the sword dust difficult to control, and the forehead was covered with cold sweat. A face with a few ruddy eyes was also pale because of the pain.

Jian Chen silver teeth bite, struggling to raise his head to watch the situation on his body, this moment, suddenly let him stay, I saw a huge hole 30 cm in diameter appeared on his chest, almost put his chest Divided into two halves, the whole body became horrible, with dry blood and horrible wounds, which seemed to be creepy.

Looking at his own physical condition, the tide-like memory emerged from the raging spurt of Jian Chen’s brain. The scene of the fierce battle with the eight Sky Masters suddenly came to mind.

"Don't I die?" Jian Chen looked a short sluggish look, but even as he woke up, his eyes immediately showed an ecstatic look.

"I didn't die, I didn't die, I didn't die!" Jian Chen's look was hard to conceal the excitement. The whole body was shaking slightly, but it immediately involved the wound on the body. The painful sword dust was a while. The fangs are cracked and miserable.

Half a ring, severe pain slowly receded, Jian Chen body seems to be vain general inability to lie in the big mouth and mouth gasping, when calm down, immediately calm down, feeling the condition of his body.

The situation inside the body appears as a clear and incomparable picture in the brain of Jian Chen. The perception of Jian Chen is actually several times higher than before, but he is too late to be happy for it, or even not aware of his own. The change was immediately stunned by the terrible situation in the body.

The injury in his body is very serious. It is a terrible mess. The internal organs and all kinds of organs have disappeared. Even the heart has broken the powder. It should not have survived such a serious injury, but Jian Chen did not die.

This is not the most serious. What really makes Jian Chen unacceptable is that the sacred light sword that he has cultivated for more than ten years has disappeared from Dantian, and even the purple scorpion in the dantian Sword Spirit is not known.

His sacred soldiers have been broken, and there is not even a little left. Dan Tianzhong has lost the source of strength. He has earned a lot of achievements in his hard work for more than ten years.

Jian Chen is completely stunned. He who lost the sacred soldier is tantamount to someone who has lost all his martial arts. From a talented master to an ordinary person who does not have any martial arts, this matter is against Jian Chen. Caused a light blow.

“Did, have I become a waste person?” Jian Chen’s eyes looked at the roof with a hollow look, but his heart was full of unwillingness, because he still had too many things to do, and to do these things, Have a strong strength.

"Hey!"

At this time, the door was opened, and a middle-aged man dressed in a very simple style came in from the door. He was about forty years old, and his face was fortitude, although he wore a patchwork of coarse cloth. But still can't conceal the extraordinary temperament of middle-aged men.

"You are awake." The middle-aged man looked at Jian Chen with a gaze and said openly.

Jian Chen returned to God, his eyes looked at the middle-aged man with some godlessness, whispered: "Thank you for saving me."

The middle-aged man went to the sword dust and looked at his injury. He smiled and said: "Your life is really big. It has not been dissipated by such a heavy wounded soul. If you change it to other people, even if it is It is absolutely impossible for the other party to be a Sky Master to survive."

The middle-aged man paused and said: "The injury on your body is very bad. All the internal organs are destroyed, unless there is a senior Guangyi sage for you. Otherwise, your injury will be difficult to recover."

Jian Chen is silent, but now his mood is very low, the sacred soldiers are broken, and the martial arts loss has caused a great impact on him.

Looking at Jian Chen’s sluggish look, the middle-aged man sighed and said: “Young man, want to open some, become a waste person who won’t be martial. What about it, it’s not the same ordinary life, though Lose a lot of wonderful stories, but you will get tired sooner or later, take care of you, and I will ask for a bright **** for me, because it will help you recover soon."