Jiang Yi kicked me into the lake with great force. I didn't feel any pain, but my whole body fell into the lake.

The blood coming out of my body has turned the surrounding lake red, but I am falling rapidly. I know very well that I am not dead yet, but the situation cannot be worse, and I am not two steps away from death.

As soon as Jiang kicked me, his strength dissipated, and the buoyancy of the water finally came into play. When I had no strength to struggle or make any movements, he slowly lifted me up and floated on the lake, slowly following the fluctuations of the lake.

Slowly drifting away

I was extremely hypoxic and my body was in severe pain, but all of this became blurry as the brain's self-protection turned on.

I felt the roar of Silly Tiger. My last thought was Silly Tiger, don’t move, you will die. Then my consciousness became blurred and I fell into deep darkness. At that time, I couldn’t tell whether I was in a coma or already.

In a state of death.

At that time, I vaguely remembered that I had a long dream. In the dream, there was a fog, and I kept walking. I kept thinking, I have seen so many ghosts, how can I still be afraid of death? But if there is reincarnation,

I will be sad if I forget everything in this life.

There is no end in sight in the fog, and this thought has always been with me, making me sad to the extreme. I can't help but want to cry. I don't want to forget Ruxue, I don't want to forget my relatives and friends, and I don't want to forget my master.

As I thought about it, I really cried and then opened my eyes.

In the blur, I saw that there was still a bright moon in the sky, and then I saw Uncle Zheng's face. The severe pain in my body came again, stimulating my thinking. I only had one thought, am I not dead yet?

Then I felt a bitter taste coming from under the tip of my tongue in my mouth. I knew it was the taste of fine wild ginseng. When I was a child, when my master was still able to produce precious medicinal herbs, I also ate wild ginseng, so its

I know the taste

And usage like this has only one purpose, and that is to hang yourself!

"Don't move, don't move, but don't sleep, don't sleep." In the blur, Uncle Zheng's voice came to my ears, calling me urgently.

My mind was full of chaos. I wanted to say something to Uncle Zheng, but I didn't have the strength to say anything. I could only listen to Uncle Zheng's words and try my best to keep my eyes open. If there was a possibility of survival, who would want to die?

But the temperature of my body is disappearing rapidly, but there is another kind of wonderful warmth surrounding me, and there is another thought that keeps confusing me. After sleeping, the pain will no longer be?

"Chengyi, you can't sleep. Think about the person or thing in this world that makes you miss the most, and think about your regrets. You must not sleep. It will be over if you sleep." There was something in Uncle Zheng's voice.

anxious.

I felt that he had taken off my wet clothes and was wiping my wounds, and then sprinkled some powder on it, and bandaged me. I tried hard to think about Master, and what I missed in this world.

All in all, I tried my best to keep my consciousness clear and let Uncle Zheng handle everything.

I felt that the position I was in at this time was exactly on the long reef where I had fought. But what was going on with Jiang Yi, I didn’t know, and I didn’t have the ability to turn around and look at him. Thinking of him, I originally

I should hate it, but the strange thing is that I can't hate it.

Just because my thinking is relatively clear at this moment due to the strong soul, I wonder if Jiang Yi really wanted to kill me, he could just blow my head off, or shoot me directly from behind, from such a close distance

, you don’t have to worry about not hitting my vital point, why are you nagging me?

Didn't you kill me with a few shots? Why did Uncle Zheng appear here again?

All of this made me unable to hate Jiang Yi. Instead, I thought of him and began to analyze. My vague will gradually became clear, and the pain became clearer.

"Fortunately, a strong soul means that the soul's will is strong, and the yang will not be separated from the yin due to the weakness of the body. In that case, the gods will not be able to save it." Uncle Zheng said while busy, looking at

My eyes gradually became clearer, and he couldn't help but feel happy, so he sighed.

"No matter how good your physical condition is, how much did Jiang Lizhun love you when you were a child? How much money did you spend to sustain such a serious injury? However, the attack was really cruel. I am afraid that this attack will damage the vitality of the body. In the future, your master will give you

I'm afraid the foundation you laid is gone, but

I can replenish myself slowly and practice slowly, but in today's world, it is not easy to replenish the body." Uncle Zheng seemed a bit verbose, but I knew he was doing it for my own good. Seeing that I was gradually waking up, he worked hard to talk to me.

Talk more and keep me in this state.

I weakly wanted to squeeze out a smile in response to Uncle Zheng, but found that this usually very simple thing was so difficult for me to do now, so I had no choice but to give up.

But what Uncle Zheng said just now made me feel uneasy. How is my health? In fact, I can only say that it is average. What happened to me when I was a child almost made me unable to survive. Later, it was Master who saved me and allowed me to grow up healthily.

big.

After arriving at Zhulin Xiaozhu, Master said, despite my big size, in fact, the experiences I experienced when I was a child depleted my body's vitality, and I have to make up for it later.

My mind was wandering, and I recalled the pots making medicinal soup that made a gurgling sound every night in the bamboo forest house at that time. I soaked comfortably in the fragrant soup every night, and the master next to me was smoking a dry cigarette.

The years are hard to turn back, but my heart is very warm. It was night after night that gave me a good physical foundation to cope with the current situation, right? Master may not have thought of what he had done over time for the smoothness of my practice in those years.

Things have now become the biggest reason for my survival.

There is no concept of time in my memories, and I didn’t hear clearly what Uncle Zheng was saying. I don’t know how long it took, but the sound of a paddle breaking through the water came, and I woke up from my thoughts.

God, I found a ship approaching us quickly.

"Don't worry, we are one of our own." Uncle Zheng comforted me.

In fact, even if he didn't say it, I could recognize it. That boat was one of the two boats unique to Hu Village. Uncle Zheng is here, so naturally the boat that appeared here should be his own.

The boat quickly docked and stayed at the spot where the ferryman had parked the boat. Two people jumped out of the boat, quickly tied the boat, and then ran towards this side. I am familiar with both of them. One is Monsoon, and the other is also the same person that day.

The people who entered the lake with us.

"Oh my god, how did Chengyi end up like this?" Ji Feng arrived first and exclaimed when he saw my appearance. I saw real worry and sadness in his eyes. This person is really good.

The same was true for the other person. Faced with their attitude, Uncle Zheng shouted, and then said: "Don't ask anything, just carry him to the boat and hurry up. Although I simply helped him stop the bleeding,

But he won't last long."

Ji Feng and the others didn't dare to neglect me. They quickly lifted me up and carefully carried me onto the boat.

Although they were extremely careful during this process, I almost fainted without pain. When we got to the boat, they almost covered me with their clothes to avoid the cold, and the monsoon wind even pulled down half of the boat canopy.

"Chengyi, I know you have a lot of problems now, but just hold on a little longer until the boat docks." Uncle Zheng said to me, while Ji Feng was rowing hard over there.

I agreed with my eyes. According to my current situation, even if I was told everything, I couldn't think about it in detail. Although my thinking was very clear, my spirit gradually began to fail again.

Uncle Zheng tried his best to talk to me, funny things, magical things, scary things, in short, he kept talking about everything that could stimulate my emotions. In order to maintain the fastest speed, Ji Feng and another man,

Rowing alternately from time to time.

I am very grateful to these kind people in Hucun, but I cannot express my gratitude at this moment.

As time went by, the situation became worse and worse. I gradually lost my reaction to Uncle Zheng's words, and my sense of the outside world became slower and slower. Apart from knowing that I was still awake, my thinking began to become blurry.

I even felt like I was floating a few times.

I heard Uncle Zheng sadly saying to Ji Feng: "If it doesn't work, just use a secret method to forcibly lock the soul. It can delay it for a while."

Ji Feng almost roared: "If your body fails, the soul lock will not last long!"

"If we can still save him, I can buy some time." Uncle Zheng's voice became deeper and deeper.

"Tell Chengyi to hold on. I will hold on. We are almost there. We can even see the shore." The monsoon was almost roaring.
Chapter completed!