Douluo's Heavens Upgrade

"Father, this is senior's test."

Taking the thin man's hand away, the girl's body was still kneeling tightly in the snow.

She had forgotten how long she had been kneeling in the snow, and only knew that the cold wind and blizzard in front of her were constantly destroying her, and she seemed to be someone forgotten by the world?

"Qian'er, you..."

The emaciated man's expression changed, with a look of shame in his eyes, he lowered his head, and saw that in the snow under him, the white snow was a bit bright red.

When I looked closely, I saw that the legs that had been kneeling all the time seemed to be integrated with the snow, and there were slight bloodstains on the side, which was shocking.

"It's useless to be dad, it's useless to be dad."

A drop of tears fell, falling into the snow and turning into crystals. The man secretly blamed himself in his heart. As a father, he failed to fulfill his father's responsibilities, and he couldn't even protect his daughter.

Tears were silently shed, and a sense of sadness filled the air. In the wind and snow, the cold wind was cold, and what was colder than the cold wind was the powerless heart.

In the teahouse in the distance

Chen Xiaoming stared at this place while making tea, and he was unmoved when he saw a deeply touching scene of a father and a daughter.

It is true that this scene is indeed very sympathetic, but as far as Chen Xiaoming is concerned, it has nothing to do with it.

There are so many touching things in the world like a vast sea of ​​smoke, does he have to sympathize with Chen Xiaoming when he sees it?

He is not a saint, just like he decided to practice medicine in the world, for the cause and effect, for the origin, and for the self.

I have been in this vast river of time, and I have never detached myself. How can I have the leisure and elegance to be the saint who saves the world.

"Calculate the time, it should be almost."

Looking at the sky, Chen Xiaoming picked up the brewed tea, poured a cup, and sipped it leisurely.

In the deep winter, even though the girl was a monk on the fourth floor of the Qi Condensation Period, she was still not much different from a mortal.

Reiki resistance to wind and snow is limited, and with the latter's cultivation base in the condensing period, it is approaching its limit.

Under the snow, in the street

The emaciated man and woman knelt together in the snow, silently enduring the cold wind.

The emaciated man's body, which was seriously injured, changed instantly as the cold air invaded, but he still gritted his teeth and persisted.

He's useless, he can't even protect his own daughter.But as a father, all he can do is bear with his daughter.

"Are those two stupid, kneeling in this snow?"

"You don't know, that girl has been kneeling for a long time, getting up and leaving without saying anything."

"It's a pity that such a poor child will be frozen to death alive."

"…………"

There was a sound of puzzlement and sighs, and some kind people came to help, but they were all rejected.The two skinny men looked like they were about to freeze to death in this snowy day, which made everyone puzzled.

"puff."

Under the blizzard, a mouthful of blood was recognized, the thin man's body softened, and he fell directly on the snow. The girl who was holding on to the side woke up instantly. gathered again.

"Father, what's wrong with you? Father!"

With an eager shout, the girl stretched out her hands, trying to help the thin man's body over, but the arm distance was not long enough.

With a mouthful of blood, the emaciated man fell directly into the snow, unconscious, and his body, which was already seriously injured, could not withstand the attack of the cold wind. At this moment, his breath gradually weakened.

"Dad, don't scare me, I'll be right here."

Tears fell in the girl's eyes, and she felt distressed for the man. She bent down, stretched her body forward, and walked towards the man.

But there was still a slight difference from the man's body.

Thinking of the test, she glanced at her father's body again, and the girl had a decision in her eyes.

Didn't he accept this test because he had the strength to protect his father?

Now that my father is alive and dead, I still have to insist on what to do in this test.

Just when the girl decided to get up, a majestic voice rang in her ears.

"If you stick to half a cup of tea, you can become my disciple. Are you going to give up now?"

The voice was made by Chen Xiaoming, and the girl was taken aback when she heard the words, but then she resolutely left it behind.

Even if he can become a disciple of a senior, it is not as important as his own father.

"You have to think about it, become my disciple, you will definitely be able to step into the top of the heavens in the future and become a peerless powerhouse overlooking all living beings, do you really want to refuse?"

The voice of the words came again, and the bewitching meaning in the words was self-evident.

The girl frowned, her eyes slowly raised, and she looked at the vast world in front of her.

"Yes, I refuse!"

When the words fell, the girl did not hesitate. The legs that were frozen by the ice and snow had long since merged with the snow. At this moment, she wanted to stand up, but she took the flesh and blood of her legs down.

"Gah..."

Gritting her teeth, the sound of teeth rubbing came out. The girl's face was already ferocious and scary. She used both hands and feet to get up from the snow tremblingly.

On the legs, the flesh and blood were blurred, the tattered clothes and the flesh and blood were mixed together, and the blood was unbearable to look directly at.

Lifting up slowly, stepping out one step at a time, the girl seemed to have exhausted all her strength, and her broken consciousness, which had been tortured, still did not persist under the severe pain.

As her body softened, the girl glanced at the father in front of her with deep nostalgia, thinking that she could leave with him, and stretched out her hands to him involuntarily.

The distance between the two, with that step, was finally enough, but the girl lost everything.

Just before his consciousness completely fell asleep, in the snowstorm, a vague figure appeared, and a sigh echoed in his ears.

"Oh, what a similar character!"

Chapter 215

Hansa City, inside an inn

Two figures were lying on the simple wooden bed, a man and a woman, and on the table beside them, a middle-aged man with silver hair stared at the figure of the girl.

"It's such a familiar character."

The silver-haired middle-aged man is Chen Xiaoming, and he whispered softly, as if thinking of something, a figure in white flashed in his mind, standing peerlessly, with a wry smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Forget it, let's help you once."

Getting up slightly, Chen Xiaoming walked to the bed and looked at the bodies of the thin man and the girl. One of them was severely injured and even invaded by cold air. The internal organs of the body were severely damaged. He shook his head, sighed, and turned away.

"It's alright, the lifespan is not exhausted, there is still more to save."

With a light voice in his mouth, a stream of light flashed in his hand, and an elixir appeared in his hand. He opened the opponent's mouth and stuffed the elixir into it.

It melted in the mouth, and a gentle medicinal power evaporated, and the wounds in the thin man's body gradually recovered. Above the medicinal power, there were wisps of red light that dispelled the cold in the body.

The emaciated man was seriously injured, and even with Chen Xiaoming's medicinal pill, he would not be able to wake up for a while.

Feeling the improvement in the man's body, Chen Xiaoming ignored it, put it aside, and then came to the girl.

The blood of the legs was blurred, and the torn flesh and the torn clothes were mixed together, and the blood was stained, which was shocking.

"What a stubborn girl."

With a wave of his right hand, a faint immortal energy swept across, and the flesh and clothes on the girl's legs were separated. Immortal energy nourished the girl's body, and the injuries on her legs had begun to recover slowly.

Without using medicinal pills like a man, the injury in the girl's body was not serious, but the latter's mental consciousness was exhausted from being tortured in the wind and snow, so she fell into a coma under the severe pain.

Immortal energy dispelled the cold air in the girl's body, and the girl in a coma felt a warm current running through her body, and slowly opened her eyes for a while.

What you can see is Chen Xiaoming's handsome smiling face even though he is old.

"Former... senior."

"woke up."

With a sigh, he woke the girl up. Chen Xiaoming turned around and walked to the table, pouring a cup of tea on his own.

"Huh? Dad!"

Turning around slightly, the girl saw the thin man beside her. She couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise. She got off the bed as soon as her body moved. The expected pain did not come. She looked down and saw her legs. has been restored.

Before she had time to think about it, the girl stepped in front of the man's bed and grabbed it out of her father's hand in frustration and worry.

It was warm, slightly felt, and even felt the beating of the pulse. It was strong and powerful, and the girl couldn't help but rejoice.

"Gudong."

As soon as she turned around, the girl knelt down directly facing Chen Xiaoming and slammed her head on the ground.

"Thank you senior for saving your life!"

The girl is not a stupid person, her own integrity and her father's recovery are all thanks to the person in front of her.

"Ah."

He replied with a sigh and nodded, the other party was so gracious, it was not bad, it made Chen Xiaoming very satisfied.

"Your father still needs kung fu to recover, so get up first."

He picked up the teapot in front of him, poured a cup of tea, and handed it over. The girl looked terrified and quickly got up to take it.

But he was at a loss and didn't know what to do.

Thinking that she had failed the test before, although the girl wanted to worship Chen Xiaoming as her teacher, she was too embarrassed to speak again.

She sighed softly in her heart and glanced at her father's figure on the bed. The girl had decided to wait for her father to wake up and leave without disturbing her.

Time passed by, Chen Xiaoming sat quietly, the girl was a little uneasy.

"Ok?"

The thin man on the bed made a soft noise and opened his eyes slightly. What he saw was not the snowy sky, but the roof of the inn.

"Dad, you are awake."

There was a sound of surprise, and before the thin man could react, the girl's figure was standing beside him, slowly helping him up.

"Qian'er!"

Looking sideways, he saw that his daughter was looking at him crying with joy, and the emaciated man opened his arms and hugged the girl tightly in his arms.