all the way to fairy

Chapter 94
With a wry smile, there is no fairy fate, all roads are hopeless, he closed his eyes, fortunately he went to see his father before, without foundation building, he can still reincarnate, right?What about Ali?Can she escape from Remnant Night Pavilion by herself?

Since he practiced, he has never slept again, practiced day and night, he worked so hard, just because he said lightly that he didn't have a celestial relationship, so all his efforts would be wasted.
Thinking of this, he opened his eyes, feeling a sense of resentment and resentment in his heart, as well as a tragic desolation.
When Fist Wind was only an inch away from him, the fist suddenly froze. Not only the fist, but also the angry expression of the young man in red froze on his face. In the air, the falling stopped, and the flying dust on the ground maintained its previous position.

The world, except for him, stopped.

He blinked in disbelief, what happened?Has time stopped?

In his astonishment, a woman in Tsing Yi walked out of the void in front of her. She glanced around casually, her brows slightly frowned, and she raised her wide sleeves. The monster monks who were aggressively chasing him disappeared immediately. .

There was no fluctuation of spiritual power, and it was silent, as if they didn't exist in the first place.

Xianxian brushed away the green leaves in the air and raised sand, and moved lightly with lotus steps. The woman slowly came to him, bent down, and Mu Mi's peach blossom pupils stared at him for a while, and the corners of her lips parted slightly: "You only have three days!" Oh."

After the words fell, two light-white fingers touched lightly, and after a crisp sound, the stagnant leaves in the air fluttered and spun down again, the raised silt fell to the ground, and time began to flow again.

Wei Lin's eyes widened, horrified, what kind of method is this?
Freeze time? !
The Nascent Soul cultivator of the highest rank in the Canglan Continent is no better than an ant in front of her, and can barely be counted as a grain of dust!
As if amused by his reaction, the woman smiled lightly, "Oh, why are you as stupid as her."

As she spoke, she slowly disappeared into nothingness.

A green leaf fell on Wei Lin's face, the faint coolness and real touch made him realize that this was not a dream.

After a long time, Wei Lin raised his hand with difficulty, grabbed a rare piece of good meat on his arm, and he really survived!

What does only three days mean?
Thinking of those monks and monsters that disappeared out of thin air, wouldn't they be trapped for three days?

The phoenix eyes lit up, and joy came to my heart. Even if he was not injured, he had no chance of escaping under the pursuit of this group of monster monks who were at the Nascent Soul stage. Now, after three days, he finally had a Live out the hope of escaping Tianwu Forest little by little.

Enduring the severe pain, he straightened the misplaced ribs first, and as soon as he moved, he broke out in cold sweat. He thought of Yunli's complaint after each advanced stage, "That kind of pain hurts the heart, and I really want to die." Forget it. '

In the past, he thought that the little girl was too hypocritical. She was raised in a deep boudoir since she was a child, and she had never suffered much. She couldn't stand the slightest pain, but now he believed it.

I have never personally experienced this kind of pain, so I can't get such a vivid description.

Fortunately, the spiritual power in his body was not exhausted, and he could protect his heart veins. He didn't use much spiritual power when digging the soil. He was unlucky. Naturally dare not be unreserved.

Later, he used the earth escape talisman all the time, and his spiritual power was still useless, but these spiritual powers, facing the power of the Nascent Soul, were like a drop of water and the sea, with or without it, there was no difference.

He gritted his teeth, tried not to care about the pain, and forcibly connected the ribs one by one. When the last rib was connected, he was almost dizzy from the pain, and his whole body seemed to be fished out of the water. All soaked.

After taking a breath, he rested for a while, and took out the Rejuvenation Pill with great difficulty and swallowed it. Such a simple action caused him to gasp in pain.

With his five hearts turned to the sky, he slowly closed his eyes, calmed down and worked hard to dissipate the power of the medicine.

The bright moon was in the sky, the night wind was whimpering, and the trees were rustling. In the previous night, all the fancy howling sounds of various monsters and beasts had disappeared. The entire forest seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep, and there was no other sound except the sound of the wind.

Wei Lin opened his eyes and collected his energy. It took five Rejuvenation Pills before the broken ribs finally started to glue together. As for the complete growth, it is not something that can be done in a short period of time. It has to be raised slowly; the most important thing is The most important thing is that the internal organs are broken and injured, and this can only be warmed up slowly.

There is no rush, but his life is hanging by a thread now, it is impossible to raise him slowly!
More than half a day had passed, he hurriedly got up, ignoring the danger of a second rupture of the wound, and left quickly with startling steps.

I don't know if it's because of the woman in Tsing Yi, or if it's the chrysanthemum inhalation that attracted most of the monsters, but the way out was extremely smooth, without encountering a single monster.

It's just that the rush was too fast, the internal organs were slightly bleeding, and the broken ribs showed no signs of improvement.

Before dawn, Wei Lin arrived at the entrance of Linxi Town. He straightened his back, his wound was pulled, and he grinned in pain. He took a breath, adjusted his expression, and put on a calm face before walking towards the town.

He knocked on the counter, tried his best to control the trembling of his voice, pretended to be nonchalant and said, "A bottle of Rejuvenation Pill."

Wang Hu put down his pen slowly, took out a jade bottle from under the counter and put it on the counter, "150 Lingshi."

His eyes fell on the pale fingers on the counter, his eyes paused for a moment, then moved away, he took the Lingshi and continued to count the bills, when he heard the footsteps getting farther away, he raised his head and looked at the thin and thin man. The figure shook his head.

Why bother.

At such a young age, what to do so impatiently, Tianwu Forest is so easy to advance!
But he saw that figure stopped, standing at the door with the light on his back, under the soft light and shadow of the morning, that figure seemed to fade into the light.

The young man turned his head, a halo appeared on his flawless face, and he asked softly, "Is there a convoy to Ziguang City today?"

Wang Hu paused, he didn't expect such a delicate young man, his cloudy eyes moved, and he said: "No."

After finishing speaking, he lowered his head, but at the moment Wei Lin stepped out of the door, he spoke again: "There is a convoy going to Saijin Town, and it departs from the entrance of the town at [-]:[-]."

"Thank you." Wei Lin thanked him softly, turned and left, walking slowly and firmly, making a crisp patter on the bluestone road.

Turning the corner of the street, out of Dantang's line of sight, he leaned on the wall and bent down, the gray wall was pressed down slightly, and the mud and sand fell down, and after a while, the cold sweat on his forehead also dripped down on the ground, he got used to it for a while, He raised his head, his face like gold paper suddenly felt dazed for a moment, he closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, the dizziness in his head receded, and his phoenix eyes gradually became clear.

He straightened his back slowly again, and rushed to the entrance of the town. It was already a quarter of a hour, and at his current speed, it was a bit difficult to reach the entrance of the town in a quarter of an hour.

Hurrying quickly, he finally arrived at the entrance of the town before [-]:[-] pm. He leaned against the dilapidated stone gate, gasped for breath, found a comfortable posture, closed his eyes and rested his mind.

clatter!clatter!clatter!
A slow and long crisp sound rang in his ears, he opened his eyes, and the convoy was coming.

"Let it go, let it go!"

Looking sideways, an ox cart pulling straw was a few feet away, rushing out of the town.

His eyes turned around the Blast Tiger cart driving out from the end of the long street and the ox cart in front of him, he took a step outside, waved to the skinny man wearing a bamboo hat on the cart, and shouted: "Uncle, can you Take a ride?"

Most monks pride themselves on their identities, no matter how poor they are, they don't bother to ask for help from ordinary people. A monk will choose the team of the Gale Tiger Caravan and the Bullock Cart. If the people behind catch up, they will definitely guess his choice. Why doesn't he do the opposite? But what about choosing a bullock cart?
Although it would be a matter of time before he was discovered if he chose an ox cart, but if he could delay for a while, the hope of escape would be a little higher.

(End of this chapter)