Ding Jingxiang’s master?

Couldn’t that be Zi Qi and He Mingran’s master, the legendary most amazing elder of the Xiang tribe—Ding Ming!

Zhu Dali has always had a bearded image, and no one could see his appearance clearly. Even his eyes were covered by the beard, let alone his face.

At this moment, the beard on half of his face fell off, and his handsome face was exposed. His cheeks were smooth and filled with a combination of fortitude and handsomeness. His chin was slightly square, and the beauty mark on the corner of his lips revealed a hint of his beauty.

Silk tenderness.

Tick-tock——

A drop of blood slowly dripped from his cheek, across his smooth jaw, and slowly slid down his neck until it was hidden in the blood-stained collar.

Ding Ming was breathing heavily. He should have entered this underground forest earlier than everyone else. He had some scars on his body, and his whole person was filled with an angry aura.

As the heads of the rotten corpses fell to the ground with a "gud!", Ding Ming rushed forward quickly, like a cheetah, rushing towards Mr. Xue who was dragged by corrosion.

Wanqi Linmu said: "He is Ding Ming? Your master?"

Ding Jingxiang had not yet recovered from the shock, and said naa, "No, that's right, the one who won't admit his mistake is Master!"

Ding Ming rushed towards the rotting corpse, shook off the corrosion, and grabbed Mr. Xue.

Everyone rushed over quickly. He Yinjin quickly checked Mr. Xue's condition, breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Fortunately, there are no fatal injuries."

As soon as he finished speaking, Mr. Xue's throat made a sound of "ho...ho...", as if he couldn't breathe.

Wanqi Linmu said: "What's going on?"

He Yingjin was also a little panicked. He checked again and said, "There are really no fatal injuries. How...how could this be happening?"

Mr. Xue looked very uncomfortable. His whole face was pale, much whiter than his original fair complexion. He had an illusion of dying, as if just touching him, Mr. Xue would break into powder, no, disappear into thin air!

Everyone ignored the explosive news that Zhu Dali was Ding Ming and said, "Are those corrosion poisonous? Is Mr. Xue infected with corpse poison?"

Luo Shen quickly opened his backpack and said, "The medicines are still complete."

The pale Mr. Xue seemed to have heard their "noise" and slowly opened his eyes. His eyes were dull and his voice was very soft and hoarse as he said: "No... no need..."

He said, paused, and said intermittently: "I... was not poisoned, and I was not... injured... just because I was not injured..."

His words plunged everyone into chaos, just because they were not injured. What does that mean?

Luo Shen narrowed his eyes and suddenly said: "That's it."

Wanqi Linmu said: "What's going on? What riddles are you playing? Save people first and then talk about it."

Mr. Xue shook his head, opened and closed his lips several times, but could not say a word. He seemed very tired.

Luo Shen said: "There was so much corrosion just now that Mr. Xue was dragged away, but there were no wounds on his body..."

Indeed, the scene just now was almost like a little sheep falling into a pack of wolves and about to be cut into pieces in a matter of seconds. However, when they rushed over, they found that Mr. Xue was not injured.

The strange thing is that Mr. Xue was not injured but was dying...

Luo Shen said: "You are indeed a Po."

Mr. Xue nodded and said: "I have no body..."

No wonder Mr. Xue said that it was because he was not injured, because Mr. Xue was a Po and had no body at all, so he was not injured. But at this moment, he was already dying because the Yin Qi of the Po had dissipated too seriously and he was about to die.

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Wanqi Linmu murmured: "How could this happen..."

When they met Mr. Xue, he was normal except for being a little weak. No one could tell that he was a weakling.

Mr. Xue said in a hoarse voice: "The flaps... I only have two flaps left, and I have used them both."

Wanqi Linmu felt suddenly enlightened when he said this, and said: "You are... Wang Tremella?!"

Mr. Xue hid two flaps of Tremella kingis under the cracks in the ground. In order to save Wanqi Linmu, Mr. Xue fed one of the flaps to Wanqi Linmu. Wanqi Linmu was injured so seriously that a miracle occurred immediately.

As if healed.

The second half of the picture is that not long ago, Mr. Xue fed it to He Yingjin. At that time, He Yingjin went crazy and lost his mind. No one could control him.

After using the flaps of King Tremella twice, Mr. Xue's body suddenly became transparent for a moment. In fact, it was no accident, because Mr. Xue was the King Tremella they were looking for, and the flaps were Mr. Xue's "flesh and blood".

Afterwards, Mr. Xue will naturally become weak.

Mr. Xue looked at everyone weakly and said: "I lied... I know the whereabouts of Wang Tremella because I myself... am Wang Tremella."

Mr. Xue, who is holding the piece of King Tremella, is actually not a rich man who wants to seek King Tremella. He himself is King Tremella.

What Mr. Xue wants to find is his true body.

Mr. Xue said hoarsely: "I...my body was locked up in this tomb for many...many years without seeing the light of day...I only know that the owner of the tomb here is called...Luo Shen."

He fixed his gaze on Luo Shen and said: "He cultivated many, many Tremella fuciformis... Tremella fuciformis is... their nourishment. When the corpses crawl out of the tomb... they need the nourishment for rebirth, they will... be

Eat us..."

There is no difference between Mr. Xue and other Tremella fuciformis. If there is any difference, Mr. Xue is a King Tremella fuciformis, while the other Tremella fuciformis are just ordinary wild Tremella fuciformis.

Mr. Xue just waited for death quietly, looking forward to death day by day. At least if he died and was eaten, he wouldn't have to live in this hell-like land every day.

However, one day, about a month ago, there was a sudden heavy rain. No one expected that the flood would break out, the mountains and forests would be submerged, and the tombs would be filled with river water.

Because the tomb leaked, the feng shui changed. Although Wang Tremella's body was imprisoned in the tomb owner's coffin, his soul finally escaped from the tomb.

That is Mr. Snow...

Mr. Xue's voice became more and more strenuous as he said: "Although I escaped, I only have two flaps on my body... I know... I know that I am not going to die soon. I have had the extravagant hope of finding my own body and bringing my true body...

Dig it out, that way...that way I can get relief..."

Mr. Xue found some thugs on the road and prepared to dig up "Luo Shen"'s tomb. At this time, Ding Yinxi found Mr. Xue and talked about the matter of teaming up. The reason why Mr. Xue agreed immediately was actually for no other reason.

Because at that time, Ding Yinxi found him as a partner under the name "Luo Sanye".

Mr. Xue said with difficulty: "I think... I want to test you."

After all, this is Luo Shen's tomb, and Luo Shen took the initiative to find Mr. Xue. In order to know the whole story, Mr. Xue wanted to test Luo Shen and deliberately agreed to work together.

"I...I thought I could escape..." Mr. Xue laughed weakly and said, "But I...I'm so stupid."

"Don't talk, don't talk..." Ding Ming hugged Mr. Xue and whispered: "Shh... be quiet and rest your soul. You will be fine."

Mr. Xue smiled. His eyes were a little distracted. After searching for a long time, he finally found Ding Ming. He slowly raised his hand and grabbed it in the air, but he was too tired and his hand fell down instantly.

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Ding Ming grabbed Mr. Xue's fallen hand and held it tightly in his palm.

Mr. Xue said softly: "Is it you?"

"It's me." Ding Ming only said two words.

Mr. Xue said with some sigh: "Let me... let me take a good look at you."

Ding Ming didn't say anything. He suddenly raised his hand and pulled off the beard on his face with a "hiss" sound.

It turned out that those beards were fake at all. They were ripped off in an instant and thrown to the ground. Ding Ming's original appearance was finally exposed.

I don’t know if the Xiang people are born with racial advantages. At first, everyone thought that Zhu Dali was just an ordinary butcher who opened a butcher shop, but unexpectedly, this butcher’s appearance was somewhat different.

He had already revealed half of his face before. When they saw half of his face, everyone thought that this man's appearance was very upright and handsome. However, when his entire face was exposed in front of everyone, everyone didn't know how to sigh.

All I can say is that she is indeed a sweet person...

Ding Ming's facial features are regular, his chin is slightly square, and his whole face is resolute, filled with an air of unruffled majesty. However, the beauty mark next to the corner of his lips adds a touch of gentleness to Ding Ming, making him look like an elegant person.

, and a decent person.

Seeing this appearance, it is hard to imagine that he is a butcher...

Mr. Xue murmured: "Is it really you... I didn't have eyes before, so I couldn't see your face, and I didn't have a mouth before, so I couldn't eat the food you cooked... But I remember, I remember you like to cook.

...You always hide and cook alone."

Ding Ming held his hand tightly and said, "It's me, it's really me..."

As he spoke, a crack appeared on his handsome face, and he seemed very anxious, saying: "Didn't I let you go! Why... why did you make yourself like this?! How uneasy are you!?

"

Mr. Xue's eyes instantly filled with tears, and he said hoarsely: "I thought... I thought you hated me, that's why you let me go... Don't hate me..."

"How is it possible..." Ding Ming smiled sarcastically, with complex eyes full of regret, and said: "How could I hate you... If I hate you, will I always support you? It's too late for me to like you..."

"Really?" Mr. Xue's hazy eyes were a little sparkling. His expression was like that of a child who was praised. Even though he was weak, he was extremely happy. He murmured: "That's great...that's great...

…”

Zhu Dali has a name that has been around for a long, long time. No one has called him that for a long time.

he is……

——Ding Ming.

Ding Ming is the most respected elder among the Xiang clan.

Because Ding Mingtian is a genius and has pioneered many incense people. Many incense techniques that are now handed down or have been lost were pioneered by Ding Ming. It can be said that without Ding Ming, there would be no entire incense clan.
To be continued...