Breaking the Day

Before coming, Zhao Xiaobao and Han Tianxing had made sufficient psychological preparations, but just like Li Chengfeng, they did not expect that the pain had far exceeded their imagination and the limit they could bear.

When this large Universe Marrow Pool was activated again, Zhao Xiaobao and Han Tianxing's two handsome niches almost turned into **** blood, every inch of their skin burst open, and every piece of flesh seemed to be torn into pieces.

Standing by the pool, there were three bloody, bloody, half-life pieces of flesh standing in the Qiankun Marrow Washing Pool, and it was almost impossible to tell that it was a living person.

Li Chengfeng had experienced such a terrible **** of pain, he was prepared in his heart, and he was still able to hold it, but when Zhao Xiaobao and Han Tianxing suffered such severe pain for the second time, their injuries had not yet healed, and the wounds were once again Tear, this kind of severe pain is very much tolerable.

Both of them subconsciously felt that they must be dead this time. Although they were once again inspired by Li Chengfeng's courage and fighting spirit to face the rehearsal again, the terrifying pain once again struck the mountains and instantly destroyed theirs. The will, the strong desire for victory of the weak beings rooted in the depths of the soul was stimulated. After the second training, they just fell to the ground, and the two of them squirmed and crawled out involuntarily.

This time, the two people's minds were blank, and their five senses and consciousness were even blurred, and crawling out had become their survival instinct.

Li Chengfeng struggled to get up again, trying to dissuade the two of them, but as soon as he was supporting him to stand up, the sharp pain in the muscles of his legs made him unable to hold his body, so he thumped and fell into a hard position. On the face, the wounds on his body were immediately dripping with blood, and he began to bleed a lot, but the strong resilience produced by the Qiankun Marrow Pool quickly allowed his wounds to grow and recover.

Although his body was growing and recovering rapidly, the severe pain did not abate at all. On the contrary, the pain made Li Chengfeng's eyes black, he almost fainted and couldn't get up on the ground for a while.

Zhao Xiaobao and Han Tianxing were almost completely dark in front of them, and they could hardly hear any sound in their ears. At this time, their world was like a chaos, surrounded by a deep black mist, as if it was pressing on them, preventing them from turning over. Of evil.

In the darkness there is like a pair of giant hands that are invisible in the dark, pressing them, holding them, grinning wildly, this sound comes from afar, buzzing, but every single one can shake them. The thoracic heart made them throb with fear, and subconsciously wanted to escape.

When they suddenly shook their bodies and felt their feet being grasped, they heard a cry from a very distant place in their ears. It was very faint at first, but slowly it began to resound. , After a while, the tide suddenly poured into the two people's minds, and it became clear.

"Little treasure, Tian Xing, cheer up!!! Don't run!!!"

Zhao Xiaobao trembled and looked back subconsciously, but saw Li Chengfeng struggling to crawl towards him. He was covered in blood, and there was a long blood ditch behind him.

Zhao Xiaobao immediately cried: "Master, Xiaobao really can't hold on!!"

Li Chengfeng struggled to climb up to Zhao Xiaobao, grabbed his ankle, and yelled: "Xiaobao, don't run, have you forgotten our vow!"

Zhao Xiaobao’s escape was driven by the instinct of life. At this time, he was dissuaded by Li Chengfeng, and his willpower began to gather again. As he cried, he struggled to get up. The two people trembled, supporting each other, and two tremors. Shaking, trembling, struggling to stand up again.

But at this time Han Tianxing was struggling to climb to the edge of the pool. He stretched out his hand, struggling to climb out, but seeing that he was about to grab the edge of the pool with one hand to climb out, suddenly Li Chengfeng behind him grabbed one. he.

Li Chengfeng shouted hoarsely: "Tian Xing, don't give up, don't run!!"

Han Tianxing turned his head, his eyes were faintly focused. After a while, his eyes gradually condensed, and his wits regained. His eyes were filled with blood and tears, crying: "Brother Chengfeng, we will die, we It will die!"

Li Chengfeng gritted his teeth, grabbed Han Tianxing with his hands like hooks, and struggling to grab his front flap, he yelled, "If you give up, what is the difference between you and death!"

Han Tianxing cried: "Brother Chengfeng, I can't die, I leave my mother alone..."

Li Chengfeng was furious. He didn't know where the strength came from, so he picked up Han Tianxing. He roared, "Have you ever thought that if you escape like this, you missed the only opportunity to become stronger!" If you can't become stronger, can your mother have a good end? Think about the humiliation you have suffered, think about your mother's expectations of you, and think about your and your mother's end if you fail!!"

Han Tianxing suddenly stiffened, his eyes straightened, his body trembling, and instantly recalled the past, the scenes flashed before him like a revolving lantern.

...

"My son, if you fail to practice cultivation, then come back, my mother will not blame you." Under the old locust tree in the village, a gray-haired, wrinkled Cui held Han Tianxing's hand reluctantly, although she He was only in his early forties, but he looked like he was in his fifties.

The heavy labor and the pressure of life made her aging early. Only from her facial features can she be recognized as a lovely and beautiful woman when she was young.

Han Tianxing dressed up as a scholar, carrying a bag, and kowtow to his old mother: "Mother, if Tianxing fails to cultivate, Wuyan faces his mother, and Wuyan faces his hometown elders!"

Cui wiped his tears and choked up: "My son is unable to practice cultivation, and no one will laugh at you. Why are you doing this?"

Han Tianxing gritted his teeth and stubbornly said: "In order not to let the subordinates who look down upon others deceive my Han family, and to prevent the squire who bullies the male and female squires from humiliating my mother again, the child must also practice successfully, and in the future, he will return home and serve his mother. Ask for an explanation, for fairness!"

Cui knew that her son had an idea since he was a child, and that he had made up his mind. It was the eight cows that could not be brought back. She covered her face and cried, sobbing, "In that case, my son, go early and return early. For my mother...waiting for you to return home!"

Han Tianxing was under the old locust tree in this village, and slapped his head three times at his old mother. With a touch of tears, he got up and shed tears.

...

In the shadow of Zangqing Pavilion, several seniors were punching and kicking Han Tianxing who was curled up in a ball.

"Say, did you steal it!"

"This thief must have stole it. This thief just glanced at the spirit jade for several times. He must have stole it!"

Han Tianxing shouted loudly with a blue nose and a swollen face: "I didn't steal it, it wasn't me!!"

"You said it wasn't you, what evidence is there?"

"You said it was me, so what evidence is there?"

"Oh, I'm **** Nima, you **** ask Lao Tzu for evidence?"

Han Tianxing clearly remembered that the brother untied his belt, **** on himself, then shook his pants, laughed and said, "I have a bigger fist than you. This is evidence. , Are you jumping up to clean me up?"

After speaking, he laughed wildly with the other seniors around him.

...

Han Tianxing’s eyes were full of tears at this time, and the intense anger and humiliation made him lose his courage and strength and reunited. He struggled to hold Li Chengfeng’s hand, choked and said, "Brother Chengfeng, you are right. Yes, I, I can't run!"

Li Chengfeng’s head with both hands on Han Tianxing, his forehead resting on his forehead, and the weight of his body almost weighed on Han Tianxing’s body, but Han Tianxing gritted his teeth and stood swayingly, even though his legs were shaking. The body swayed like willow branches in the wind.

Li Chengfeng yelled: "Hold on! Let those who bully you and humiliate you regret it!! Don't give up a thousand swords, how can a golden carp jump over the dragon gate!!!"

Han Tianxing's eyes were full of tears. He wiped his tears and nodded and said: "I remember, Brother Chengfeng! If you don't give up a thousand swords, how can a golden carp jump over the dragon door!!"