The best waste god

Nangong Haotian always felt that something was wrong all over his body, so he also took the opportunity to use his kung fu secretly to observe the injury silently. The tiny power of chaos flowed slowly in the tendons without hindrance, and he couldn't find out the cause of the discomfort, so his brows frowned involuntarily.

Aunt Shan and Liu Qianwen looked at each other, and asked with concern: "Miss Zhao, have you ever noticed how many Buddhist nunneries there are in this mountainous area?"

Zhao Ling'er was bouncing and walking in front, when she saw the question, she smiled without hesitation and said, "I don't want to be a nun, why should I pay attention to this?"

Although Aunt Shan had a bad nose, she still had something to say, and she didn't contradict Zhao Linger, she continued to ask: "Miss Zhao, do you have cousins ​​from other relatives?"

"I have neither a cousin nor a cousin? There really is a cousin!" Zhao Ling'er shook her head and smiled, then looked back at Nangong Haotian who was walking behind with an affectionate smile!

Liu Qianwen was startled when she saw it, her face changed immediately, and she subconsciously called out: "Could it be that Zhao Linger is really Nangong Haotian's cousin?"

His thoughts moved, and suddenly he saw Zhao Ling'er who turned his head to look at Nangong Haotian, his pretty face changed, and he asked in panic, "Young Xia Nangong, what's wrong with you?"

Liu Qianwen and Aunt Shan always walked behind Nangong Haotian, but when they heard Zhao Linger's exclamation, they couldn't help being surprised, and hurried forward to check.

I saw that Nangong Haotian's face was pale, his sword eyebrows were tightly frowned, beads of sweat had already oozed from his forehead, and in addition to the extreme cold here, the beads of sweat condensed into fine ice crystals, hanging on Nangong Haotian's body, and his head was also covered with ice crystals. White ice crystals.

After the battle with the Second Junfeng, Nangong Haotian could no longer maintain the unrestrained style of flying snow, and even a chilly breath emanated from his body, which was a bit colder than ice and snow.

Liu Qianwen's beautiful eyes froze for a moment, she hurriedly supported Nangong Haotian's arm, and asked anxiously, "But does your heart hurt again?"

Nangong Haotian stood on the spot, nodded and said: "I still feel cold all over, and my heart hurts more than before..."

Aunt Shan said anxiously and bitterly: "You should never have let Second Junfeng go just now!"

Liu Qianwen looked at Zhao Ling'er who was also anxious, and asked with concern: "You said that you have been poisoned by Second Junfeng's palm, is there an antidote?"

Zhao Linger's beautiful eyes were already a little red, she shook her head, and said, "I don't know, I think the old monster Xuanling must have a cure for this kind of palm technique?"

"Old monster Xuanling?" Aunt Shan asked in bewilderment, "This old monster Xuanling you're talking about? Is he the master of Second Junfeng?"

Zhao Ling'er nodded anxiously and said: "It's him, if we want to save Haotian, we must beg him as soon as possible!"

"Forget it, people who study this kind of vicious martial arts must be ruthless and merciless. In addition, I injured his beloved disciple, so it's fine if I don't kill me. How could I save him? Go and beg him, no Is it like sending it to your door?" After Nangong Haotian said these few words, he gasped a little.

Zhao Linger thought for a while, and felt that it made sense, and said anxiously: "Then let's go to my aunt, she knows the old monster's details, and may have a way to heal her, but Nangong Shaoxia can't leave... "

Aunt Shan said: "It doesn't matter, I will carry our young master on my back."

"It's okay, it's better now, I can still leave after this period!" How could Nangong Haotian let Aunt Shan, a [-]-year-old old man, go behind her back, and quickly waved his hand to stop him.

"In order to buy time, it's best to have the three young girls carry you there, as it may be difficult to cure after a long time!" Zhao Ling'er suggested.

Just as Liu Qianwen was about to say something, there was a sudden sound of clothes ripping through behind her!

Liu Qianwen and Aunt Shan looked back when they heard the sound, and saw a girl in a silver satin dress with a sword on her back, a silver velvet cape on her shoulders, flying towards this side at a high speed in the snowflakes flying.

Aunt Shan is an old man who has been in the world for a long time, and she has seen countless people. One look at the girl in silver satin, with black eyebrows and phoenix eyes, creamy skin, and extraordinary temperament, like a fairy, she is a dignified and kind-hearted girl. girls.

Looking around, Zhao Ling'er next to her seemed to see the savior, jumping up and down and shouting excitedly: "Okay, the second sister Wudie is here!"

While speaking, the girl in the silver satin dress, the girl Zhao Linger called the second dancer, had already arrived in front of her!

Zhao Linger said anxiously: "Sister Wudie, you came just in time!"

The second dancer, the girl in the silver satin dress, had already seen Nangong Haotian and the others clearly. Seeing the question at this moment, she hurriedly stopped and asked with a quiet smile, "Sister Linger, what's the matter?"

Zhao Linger looked anxious, and hurriedly introduced: "This is Nangong Shaoxia, Nangong Haotian..."

"Oh?" But before the words were finished, the second dancer had already smiled happily and said: "This is the cousin you often talked to me about, you have had a marriage contract since you were young, the famous Nangong Haotian ah?"

Zhao Ling'er looked embarrassed and uneasy, her pretty face flushed with shame, and she kept pacing.

Nangong Haotian's labor pains had passed, and his expression gradually returned to normal. Seeing that he was being teased by a girl, he didn't bother to explain. At this moment, his mind was all on the waste-turning-god art, and he began to work silently with all his strength.

The spiritual power in the whole body surged over, turning into the purest energy and merging into the body, following the movement of the waste-turning-god art, the tendons and veins were running, and finally turned into the most powerful chaotic power and poured into the divine source crystal .

Liu Qianwen and Aunt Shan are in disarray, at the moment they only think about how to heal Nangong Haotian, and they are not in the mood to argue about it.

Fortunately, a pair of phoenix eyes kept looking at Nangong Haotian's No. [-] Wudie, and he saw that something was wrong, so he asked with concern: "Sister Linger, how is your cousin?"

Zhao Ling'er said anxiously and annoyed: "Just now your younger brother blocked the way in front and fought with Haotian at the slightest disagreement, and then..."

The second Wu Die didn't feel nervous, but smiled and said: "Ling'er, you are always smart, how can you let the two of them meet together? My brother has a deep love for you. When he saw your cousin coming to you, he was Your fiancé-in-law, how could he not be so jealous and fight?"

Zhao Ling'er's round forehead was already sweating, blushing went straight to the back of her ears, she stomped her feet anxiously, and said angrily: "Sister Wudie, please stop talking, please hurry up and try to save Nangong Shaoxia!"

"What?" The second Wudie turned to look at Nangong Haotian with her beautiful eyes, and still asked calmly: "My brother has cast Xuansha palm?"

"Probably so!" Zhao Ling'er nodded anxiously and said, "Young Xia only feels that after a while, there will be a burst of heartache!"

The second Wu Die glanced at Nangong Haotian who was downcast and silent, and then smiled and said: "I don't think your cousin has been poisoned deeply, and there will be no drastic changes in three to five days..."

Zhao Linger was taken aback, Nangong Haotian was indeed hit by the Xuansha palm of Second Junfeng, he couldn't help saying in panic: "Sister Wudie, I beg you..."

The second Wu Die smiled and said: "Sister Ling'er, seeing how scared you are, I will ask my master for the antidote when I go back, and I will deliver it for you in an hour at most, okay?"

Zhao Linger hurriedly nodded and said repeatedly: "Okay, thank you sister Wudie!"

The second Wu Die generously nodded slightly to Nangong Haotian, Liu Qianwen, and Aunt Shan, said to see you later, and immediately began to use lightness kung fu, and flew straight to the depths.

Liu Qianwen and Aunt Shan stared blankly at the second Wudie galloping away like flying, with neither expression nor words on their faces.As soon as the two of them heard that Second Wudie was Second Junfeng's older sister, their hearts turned cold!

Seeing the two people in a daze, Zhao Linger said shyly and uneasy: "It's all my fault. I should be responsible for today's consequences, but... I have no other choice..."

Nangong Haotian adjusted his breath for a while, and now he feels much better, and the power of chaos has recovered almost a level. With confidence in his heart, he waved his hand and said: "The mistake has been made, and it is useless to regret it. I'd like to ask Miss Zhao to take it as soon as possible." Let's go see Aunt Ling..."

Zhao Ling'er smiled shyly, nodded hurriedly and said, "Okay, let's go!"

Turning around after the words, the four hurried forward.

In order to reassure Nangong Haotian and the other three, Zhao Linger moved forward and said with relief: "As soon as the second Wu Die gets the antidote, we will give Nangong Shaoxia..."

"Are you so sure?" Aunt Shan asked.

Zhao Linger was taken aback for a moment, then said seriously: "She is very good to me!"

"Better than her younger brother?" Aunt Shan curled her lips with disdain.

With such a question, Zhao Linger suddenly had nothing to say!His face turned red and white, and tears welled up in his eyes.

Liu Qianwen didn't see Zhao Ling'er's expression, and said worriedly: "I don't think that Bai girl knows that her younger brother has been injured and vomits blood. If she goes back and sees that the second Junfeng is injured so badly, she will send him away." Is the antidote coming?"

Zhao Linger lost confidence even more, but she still said hopefully: "She is a very good person, she is different from her master and younger brother, and she also has a lot of discord in private!"

"Isn't Second Junfeng's master called Old Man Hengshan?" Aunt Shan asked puzzled.

Liu Qianwen asked puzzledly: "Why did you call him old monster Xuanling just now?"

Zhao Linger said: "My aunt told me this!"

Aunt Shan asked: "So, your aunt knows his details!"

Aunt Shan just said the words, and suddenly saw Nangong Haotian stop suddenly, his body was trembling all the time, a layer of frost also slowly condensed on his body, but it dissipated immediately, and the two remained in a stalemate.