Martial arts Lingyun

Chapter 52 The Dumb Girl
Mad Demon Mountain Range, a remote hill, inside a thatched cottage.

"Well……"

Xiao Ling exhausted all his strength to open his tired eyelids, looked at the dim hut in front of him, and slowly propped himself up. The pain that permeated his body made him frowned and fell into deep thought.

After escaping from Zhenwu City, he was pursued by Junlin, and finally he was thrown into the river by Xiaojin and escaped the catastrophe.

However, he understood that although he was saved, Xiao Jin was doomed.

Thinking of Xiao Jin's resolute reluctance before leaving, Xiao Ling's fists were slowly clenched, and his face became even more ugly.

Having been together for a long time, he has witnessed Xiao Jin's growth, and he has already regarded Xiao Jin as his own child.

Now, Xiao Jin should be killed by Jun Lin and others, which made him grit his teeth, and secretly planned to tear these people into pieces!

"I'm like this, I should have been saved by a good family."

To take revenge, naturally one must take good care of the body first. Xiao Ling looked at the bandages on his body, which had already been covered with medicine, and the arrows on his body had been pulled out, which made him feel grateful.

If he hadn't been lucky enough to be transported to a good family to save him, he might have been eaten by a monster right now.

"Wait a minute, we must repay the savior well."

Xiao Ling was certain in his heart that he had always believed in the principle of a drop of water and a spring of water repaying each other, good people must be rewarded with good things.

Click.

At this moment, the door of the small hut opened, and a girl with a medicine bowl walked in slowly.

The girl Mo Yue, dressed in plain clothes, has a melon-seeded face and eyes like lacquer, she is delicate and elegant, she has a slender figure, her long hair is draped over the vest, and she is gently held by a green vine, making her look ethereal. , without a trace of worldly vulgarity.

The girl moved with lotus steps, and there was a delicate fragrance on her body, which permeated, making the whole small hut glow.

Seeing this unearthly girl, Xiao Ling was stunned for a moment, then regained his composure, got off the bed immediately, cupped his hands and said: "Thank you, Miss, for saving me, I am very grateful."

Because he got out of bed faster, implicated the wound, and made him frown slightly.

"Yeah!"

When the girl saw Xiao Ling getting out of bed suddenly, she yelled, her beautiful eyes were full of blame, as if she was saying that Xiao Ling should not get out of bed and walk around.

"Girl, you can't talk..."

Seeing the girl yelling, although the voice was clear and moving, Xiao Ling was taken aback for a moment, he was not a fool, looking at the situation, the ethereal girl in front of him should be a mute...

"Yeah."

The girl nodded and came to Xiao Ling's side, her beautiful eyes beckoned Xiao Ling to sit down.

Feeling the scent of the fragrance blowing towards his face, Xiao Ling's stomach was inexplicably filled with a trace of evil fire, which made him curse himself, then sat down slowly, looked at the girl, his eyes were full of gratitude.

"Yeah."

The girl picked up the medicine bowl and stirred the medicine soup with a spoon. She blew the hot air carefully, then took the spoon and put it in Xiao Ling's mouth, yelling, as if telling Xiao Ling to open his mouth to take the medicine .

Xiao Ling said: "Girl, I'll do it myself."

"Yeah."

The girl shook her head, her beautiful eyes were full of determination, as if she was telling Xiao Ling not to make claims without authorization.

"All right……"

Xiao Ling touched his nose and asked a girl to give him medicine, which made him feel weird.

Immediately, Xiao Ling opened his mouth and swallowed the medicine given to him by the girl.

After the medicinal soup entered his stomach, Xiao Ling felt a sense of coolness pervading, which eased the pain a lot.

Looking at the beautiful and delicious girl in front of him, Xiao Ling did not expect that the girl's medicine skills are very superb, and the soup and medicine made here are much better than some pills.

A while later, under the careful feeding of the medicine by the girl, Xiao Ling drank the whole medicine soup.

"Yeah."

The girl nodded in satisfaction, with a faint smile on her face, like a spring breeze blowing on her face, moistening her heart.

"Thank you girl."

Xiao Ling cupped his fists and said gratefully: "I don't know the girl's name, but Xiao Ling will be grateful to repay her in the future."

The girl put the medicine bowl aside, sat down slowly by the bed, grabbed Xiao Ling's palm with her fair and tender hands, and wrote on Xiao Ling's palm.

Feeling the throbbing feeling coming from the palm, and smelling the fragrance from the tip of his nose, Xiao Ling swallowed his saliva, and concentrated on looking at the words written by the girl on the palm.

Xiao Ling said: "Your name is Yaxuan?"

"Yeah."

Yaxuan nodded her head, and then continued to write in Xiao Ling's hand.

"You rescued me while washing clothes by the river, and then brought me back. After finally treating my wounds, you took care of me with painstaking efforts, and hoped that I would heal well..."

Xiao Ling read it slowly, with a warm current in his heart, and thanked him: "Thank you, Yaxuan."

Yaxuan smiled slightly, and continued to write with her head down.

"I was in a coma for half a month. During this period, I was very worried about you. Because your injury was the worst I have ever seen. If it weren't for your own strong willpower, I'm afraid you would have died."

There was admiration in Yaxuan's beautiful eyes, which made Xiao Ling touch his nose, smile wryly, and said, "I don't want to die easily."

"There are so many things on my back."

"I can't fall down easily."

There was a firm look in Xiao Ling's eyes, his life was saved by Xiao Jin, if it wasn't for Xiao Jin, he would have fallen into the hands of King's Landing, or the belly of a monster.

He clenched his fists, the karma of revenge burning in his heart.

The Holy Martial Academy was wiped out by powerful men all over the sky. With his weak strength, he could only watch these cruel things happen, but he couldn't make any resistance.

The lord of Zhenwu City chased and killed him frantically. If it wasn't for the sudden help of Junliu, he might have died in Zhenwu City.

Everything, the reason is that he is too weak.

If he is strong, no one will dare to be arrogant in front of him, and no one will be able to harm what he protects.

"Strength! I need stronger strength!"

Xiao Ling said softly: "At the pinnacle of martial arts, no matter how bumpy the journey is, I will never hesitate. Not for anything else, only for what I protect, and never leave myself..."

"Yeah."

Yaxuan looked at the handsome young man in front of her, her immature face was full of determination, her beautiful eyes were shining brightly, and she wrote on Xiao Ling's hand.

"I support you."

"It's just that if you want to accomplish your goal, you must have a healthy body. Therefore, the only thing you have to do now is to heal your injuries quietly."

"During this period, you can lie on the bed and heal your wounds with peace of mind. You have to drink all the medicine you need, will you be obedient?"

Looking at these words written by Yaxuan, Xiao Ling felt a warm current flow in his heart, and said with a smile: "I understand, I will obediently listen to your words, and stay in the small hut to recuperate."

"Yeah."

Hearing this, Yaxuan smiled and nodded slightly, writing on Xiao Ling's hand.

"I'm off to work, and you are recuperating in the house."

After finishing writing, Yaxuan got up, took the medicine bowl, and left the small hut.

"What a beautiful and kind girl."

Looking at the beautiful figure of Yaxuan leaving, Xiao Ling smiled, touched his chin, and murmured: "It's just that Yaxuan can't speak, this is the injustice of heaven."

Xiao Ling naturally remembered Yaxuan as his savior.

Such a beautiful woman, unable to speak, is too reckless.

"In the alchemy technique, there should be some unique prescriptions that can solve this dumb problem."

Xiao Ling is a pharmacist, and he understands that there are many miraculous pills that can solve some problems that cannot be solved by soup.

If I can refine a elixir to cure the dumb, I will use it to repay Yaxuan.

"The most important thing now is to restore strength."

Xiao Ling sat cross-legged on the bed, with his hands in mudras, and began to heal the injuries in his body.

He activated the Blood Reversing Divine Art, continuously draining the vitality in his body, slowly opened up those blocked veins, and then repaired the injuries in his body.

After Zhenwu City bloodbathed Kuangjian Martial Arts Hall, his strength has reached the level of an eight-star martial artist under the influence of Xueyan refining blood energy and taking it for his own use.

After all, Tao Han's strength has reached Wuling, and he lost a lot of blood because of using the mad sword.Even so, under the refinement of Xueyan, it also helped Xiao Ling break through the realm and reach the eight-star martial artist.

After being in a coma for half a month, Xiao Ling's physique recovered very quickly because of practicing the Bamen Dunjia and the Blood Reversing Magic Art.

At this moment, Xiao Ling's injury can be fully healed as long as he recuperates for a period of time.

"A hundred cities compete in martial arts, and the strong are like clouds."

Xiao Ling's dark eyes flashed sharply, and he murmured: "Take Junliu's brother Junlin as an example. Junlin's strength has reached a six-star martial spirit, and his strength is very strong. He is completely capable of obtaining No. 1 in the True Martial City."

"So, if you want to advance successfully in the Hundred Cities Tournament in Zhenwu City, you must defeat King's Landing!"

Of course, Xiao Ling would never forget Jun Lin.

Chasing him wildly from Zhenwu City forced him to a corner. In the end, Xiao Jin sacrificed himself to let him survive.

The hatred for Junlin made Xiao Ling understand that in just two and a half months, he must practice hard before he can confidently participate in the Hundred Cities Tournament.

"The realm of martial arts, you must first reach the realm of martial arts, otherwise, when I compete in a hundred cities, I will have no chance of winning."

Xiao Ling knew very well that his current strength was still too weak.

The tight time made him feel a lot of pressure.

"However, I have the blood flame martial soul. As long as I refine the blood energy of a powerful warrior, I can continuously break through."

The Blood Flame Martial Soul is Xiao Ling's trump card for advancement, as long as he frantically refines the blood energy in the remaining time, it may not be impossible to reach the level of Martial Spirit strength.

"Not only that, but I also need to hone my swordsmanship and practice the last move of the broken swordsmanship."

The broken swordsmanship is completely tailor-made for the Wufeng sword.

Take the move of breaking the extreme weapon as an example, the negative effect of the complete blade shattering of the Wufeng sword can multiply the power of the breaking edge weapon.

There is also the second type of army-breaking mad attack, which erupts crazily in an instant, and can completely suppress the enemy.

Therefore, Xiao Ling was looking forward to the third form of the broken and horizontal cut.

In addition to swordsmanship, he also needs to practice Fengxingbu. As for Chiyan's chain kick, he will use it as a hole card.

"Wait, King's Landing."

There was confidence in Xiao Ling's eyes, and he said: "When the time comes, we will compete in a hundred cities. I will return the shame you have given me to you twice!"

(End of this chapter)