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Chapter 235 Hanyin Mo Si Xian, in the nameless mountains

In almost twenty years of life, I have never seen such a beautiful girl, let alone spoken a word to such a beautiful girl so close.

Before, when the mire submerged his legs, he did think that if he had to die today, it would be worth it and God was treating him well.

With such a lovely woman accompanying him, even if he dies, he will not be alone in his life.

But when the mud flooded his chest and almost submerged his throat, these thoughts were instantly driven away by the strong desire to survive.

He wants to live.

He wants to survive on his own.

As long as the girl gently picked up a branch and handed it to him, or worked harder and tied the branch to his body, he would not die in this quagmire today.

It is simply an easy way to think of it.But this girl refused to save her and was still crying in front of him, looking even more aggrieved than him.

He was angry, he was very angry.

I'm angry that my life has been mediocre, and I'm angry that the girl didn't save her.

If he died like this, he would be swallowed up by the earth and become part of the forest.

No one in the world will remember him.

Did he ever live?

No, no one will remember him because he doesn't even deserve a decent cemetery.

Yes, he has become the flower mud, the flower mud that nourishes the flowers and plants in the mountains. He can be trampled on by people, bitten by insects, flooded, and exposed to the sun.

No, he can't.

The air flow is slow, and you hold your breath and concentrate.

At the last moment, he thought of Xuan Feng and the white-haired boy he had met on the mountain.

Yes, it was Xuan Feng who tortured him into a half-mad and half-foolish person. He knew how powerful it was, but he couldn't control it, so that he finally forced himself to a dead end.

Humans are no longer human, and beasts are no longer beasts. Could it be that he has become a demon?
No, how could such a shameful thing happen? What he met was clearly a god from Kunlun Heaven, but how could he inexplicably turn into a demon's art?

There must be something wrong. It must be that I have not mastered the mystery of Xuan Feng. This must be the case. How could the immortal be wrong? What's more, if there were no immortals to teach the art of Xuan Feng, where would we be today?

Just listen to the girl say again: "Don't save me until you die? No, no, I can't, I can't do this."

"Is it something that cannot be saved without saving someone's life, or is it that one cannot be saved?"

Jiu Wen asked using his last strength.

At the moment of despair, when the swamp was about to swallow him completely, a vine passed through the swamp and reached into Jiu Wen's hands, and then wrapped around his waist in the darkness.In an instant, he was dragged to the tree.

He opened his eyes with a look of embarrassment, accompanied by a violent and comfortable vomiting.

He couldn't count how many times he had vomited, and there was nothing left in his stomach to spit out.

A mouthful of saliva mixed with blood.

When she looked up, she still had that innocent and beautiful face, looking at him with wide eyes.

"It stinks, it stinks, it really stinks."

said the girl.

"What stinks?" Jiuwen responded helplessly.

"It stinks, you stink," the girl said again, covering her nose.

"Me? It stinks?"

Jiuwen couldn't smell his own scent.He didn't smell himself at all.

The blood and flesh didn't smell anything special to him.However, I imagine that the stuff vomited out of a person's stomach won't smell very good. Just like moldy food, it definitely has some odor.

Moreover, this swamp doesn't smell too good. It's been in the damp ground all year round, and it has swallowed many wild beasts and passers-by. How could it smell good.

But it can't be said to be smelly anyway, and the expression is really a bit too much.

"Girl, are you saying that I'm so ugly covered in mud?"

"No, he is extremely ugly. He is good-looking, but not ugly." The girl quickly waved her hand, "No, no, the young master is not ugly, not ugly."

"Girl, you say you're not ugly at one moment and smelly at the other. What are you talking about?"

Having just been rescued, Jiu Wen was in a happy mood. Although there should be many wounds on his body, he felt no pain.

This experience is exactly the same as that in the cave.He quickly returned to his usual appearance, obviously seriously injured.

Could it be that Xuan Feng made my wounds heal naturally again?
When I was holding my breath and concentrating just now, had I already mastered the secret of Xuan Feng, or could I make Xuan Feng become my power only at the critical moment of life and death?

If this is the case, Jiu Wen first feels lucky, and secondly feels melancholy.

The frustration in his heart could not be concealed across his face.

"It stinks, it stinks, it really stinks."

The girl he admired kept saying bad words in front of him, and Jiu Wen really didn't know what to do.

He was a little angry and a little impatient. If a good-looking woman could only repeat the same words stupidly, then no matter how beautiful her face was, it would not interest Jiu Wen.

He knew that his fate was bumpy, and he never dared to fall in love with any woman. He also knew that if he could not become strong in the world, even if he did like a woman, he would not end well.

What does he do to like someone?What could another person like about him?
The love between people also depends on their family status. How could anyone casually fall in love with a poor and ugly person like him?

Which girl would like a man who is sick, defenseless, ambitious, and powerless?
Not to mention that there is no one in Qi State, even if you look around the world, there will be no such woman.

As for the person in front of him, his heart was moved. At the moment of life and death, love was indeed profound, but the reality was even deeper.

Thinking about it this way, Jiu Wen had already secretly made up his mind, what else should a woman do? It would be good to live a happy life alone.

He was born with low self-esteem and knew that he was weak and sickly. He was always polite and courteous to others, thinking that this would bring him some benefits.

This trick is indeed effective. Most people, especially the people in the village, are simple by nature. If someone says something nice to them, praises them with a few words of praise such as diligence and reliability, they can often kill chickens and sheep and treat you as a person. Distinguished guests and friends.

But even if he had a sharp tongue that could talk to people and tell ghosts, Jiu Wen didn't want to stay with this girl anymore.

He's had enough, he's really had enough.

Just because this girl was clearly treating him like a monkey.

If this continues, he will lose the last of his dignity.

"What on earth are you going to say?" Jiuwen coughed and sounded more serious.

But the girl was still pointing at Jiu Wen's face with her white fingers as before.

"Your face is not ugly. You just stink."

"Very good, my face is not ugly, and your face is not ugly either." Jiuwen forced a smile.

"Thank you."

Finally had a normal conversation.

"Miss, can you tell me, what is this place?"

"No, you can't."

The girl shook her head vigorously.

(End of this chapter)