The descendants of Taiwu are very famous

Chapter 32 Escape
Before, he was a little decadent due to excessive blood loss, but he instantly returned to his best condition, and the open wounds on his body were also closed up and stopped bleeding.

Dangdang glanced at Jin Huang'er who was rushing towards him, and immediately turned around and began to retreat.

She knew that judging by the strength Jin Huang'er showed before, even if she absorbed the new internal force of Fu Yu's sword hilt, her strength was far from enough.

Seeing Xiang Dangdang running away, Jin Huang'er did not give up directly like Dayue Yaochang, but used lightness kung fu to catch up.

Although the internal strength has been greatly improved, the only lightness kung fu she knows is Shaolin Temple's light body technique. Jin Huang'er chased after him in two or three strokes, and slashed fiercely with the long knife with a faint red blade in his hand.

With a resounding gallop, holding the Lianzhu flying stick in his hand, he quickly hit the ground, and the Phoenix Cocoon was so thrilling that it rubbed against her back and smashed heavily to the ground.

With the loud sound of shaking the earth behind him, the speed of Dangdang accelerated again.

Still in shock, she turned her head and looked behind her, only to find that Jin Huang'er had jumped out of a torn apart deep pit, and was running towards herself again.

Such an astonishing power, what happened to this Jin Huang'er? ?Whether it is strength or personality, he has completely changed a person.The cold sweat on Dangdang's face splashed everywhere as she ran fast.

Just chasing each other like this, after running for nearly half an hour, just as he felt the astonishing killing intent behind him getting closer again, Ning Shuning's voice suddenly came from the front. "Dangdang sister, hurry up!!"

A familiar carriage appeared in front of Dangdang in the distance, she could see the two steeds, frightened by Jin Huang'er's murderous aura, they were very impatient, jumping and neighing continuously, if Ning Shuning hadn't died Pulling the rein, he had already fled under the instinctive trend.

Seeing that hope was in front of him, Dang Dang didn't hold back any more, and rushed all the internal energy in his dantian to his numb legs. His lightness kung fu was raised to the limit, so that the veins of his feet began to feel pain

In the blink of an eye, the two of them were ten feet away from the carriage, and when the sound was about to arrive, finally the black horse of the carriage couldn't bear the murderous approach, no longer stopped by Gu Ning Shuning, and ran towards the exit crazily .

Dangdang saw that he was moving away from his carriage, with an anxious expression on his face, he was almost there! !
"Chirp~!!" The bird chirping behind him made Dang Dang very anxious.

At this extremely critical moment, Ning Shuning opened the car window behind her and threw out a thick hemp rope.

Dang Dang slammed his feet, swung his long stick and hit the flying mechanism bird directly. With the help of the recoil, he finally grabbed the rope in the air.

After returning to the carriage along the rope, she quickly turned her head and found that Jin Huang'er had disappeared at some point.

Seeing that she was finally out of danger, she was sitting in the compartment with a bang, and with the support of perseverance, she unloaded in one breath, and the wounds all over her body began to ooze blood again.
A strong sense of dizziness enveloped Dangdang's head.Looking at the five-headed Ning Shuning in front of her, she smiled resoundingly and weakly, and slowly closed her eyes.

In the haze, Dangdang seemed to be back in the bamboo hut in the valley, and his adoptive father was beside him, holding a piece of red wood carving in his hand, watching with a sad face.

"Old man, you're back? Where have you been? Let us have a good meal—" the resounding words came to an abrupt end, and she stared at the left hand that passed through her adoptive father's shoulder, and was stunned.

Just when she was at a loss, a childish voice beside her asked, "Father, who are you woodcarvers?"

When she heard the prestige, a little girl in green children's clothes appeared in front of her.

Dangdang remembers this little child, this is herself, this is when she was a child!
The old voice of the adoptive father next to him brought Dangdang back to his senses, "Daughter, this is your sister."

"Sister?? Then why haven't I seen it before?" Xiang Dangdang looked at his own foster father when he was a child, and looked at the wood carving curiously.

"Hehe...your sister...she...gone."

"Gone? Where did she go?? Will she come back??"

"..." The adoptive father did not speak, but gently touched the wood carving with his hands.

Xiang Dangdang leaned over, looked at the statue of a girl with a pretty face and a sword on her waist in the hands of her adoptive father, and said in her heart: "This happened when I was a child?? Why don't I have any memory?? "

Xiao Xiangdang looked at the silent adoptive father and asked again: "Father, what is the name of this sister?"

"Hehe, baby girl, if you remember in the future, on July [-]th, you have to burn some yellow paper to buy food for your sister. She is greedy, remember, her name is..."

Just when Xiang Dangdang was about to hear the name of the elder sister, he shook his whole body and woke up, shaking his body slightly, telling him that she was still in the carriage at this time.

Ning Shuning, who was holding a medicine bottle in her hand, saw the sound of waking up, her eyes narrowed into a line, and she laughed.

"Miss Dangdang, you finally woke up. You have been in a coma for three days. If you don't wake up again, I plan to take you to the Valley of Flowers."

He coughed loudly and stood up with difficulty. "I had a dream, and I've been asleep for three days?"

"Don't move, you are seriously injured now, so you can't move around." Ning Shuning quickly stopped her loud movement.

Recalling everything in the dream just now, Dangdang asked Ning Shuning with some doubts: "Shuning, have you ever heard the old man say that he raised a woman before us?"

Ning Shuning tilted her head in doubt, and stretched out her hand to touch her loud forehead, "Isn't it burning? How can you be talking nonsense?"

Dangdang knocked her hand away angrily, "Don't make trouble, I'm not joking with you."

Ning Shuning shook her head seriously, "No, besides, if there is, why haven't we seen her?"

Dangdang sighed, and slowly closed his eyes.That's right, Father Anti-Justice asked me to burn money for this sister on July [-]th, and it's likely that she died prematurely.

Just when she was half asleep and half awake, a picture in her dream suddenly came into her mind.

"No!!!" Dangdang struggled to get up with a terrified face, and the wounds all over her body burst open with her violent movements.

"Miss Dangdang, I told you not to move, your wounds are bleeding again." Ning Shuning who opened the door curtain hurriedly stopped the loud movement.

Ning Shuning looked at the sound of cold sweat all over her body, and excitedly grabbed her arms and said, "Shu Ning, that wooden carving is wearing the Fuyu sword!! It's a perfect Fuyu sword!"

(End of this chapter)