The Southern Song Dynasty began with the apprenticeship of Huang Shang

Chapter 91 The Tomb in the Valley
"Snapped"

At this time, a bolt of lightning lit up, illuminating the dark night like day.

Yang Chengye looked up at Song Huilin and asked, "Who are you?"

Song Huilin was afraid to look Yang Chengye in the eyes, and said, "I am Wu Tuya, the princess of the Tatar tribe."

Yang Chengye asked: "We have no grievances or enmities, why do you plan to deceive me?"

Wu Tuya whispered: "Young Master Yang, I'm sorry, I can't speak!"

"hehe"

Yang Chengye threw away the curled long sword in his hand, laughed at himself, and said, "Just pray that I can die today!"

As Yang Chengye said, his body fell backwards, and behind him was a cliff.

"do not want!"

Wu Tuya yelled, and quickly rushed to the cliff, watching Yang Chengye fall into the abyss from the edge of the cliff.

"Snapped"

At this time, a bolt of lightning flashed across, and hit a boulder with a "bang", smashing the boulder instantly.

Wu Tuya rolled his eyes, fainted, was hugged by a Tatar tribe soldier behind him, put him on the horse and returned to the Tatar tribe.

The rain is still falling, and it is getting bigger and bigger, as if the sky is crying.

Yang Chengye's body fell straight down, and the strong wind in the air blew his body like a knife.

One picture after another appeared alternately in Yang Chengye's mind like a slideshow, and familiar people kept appearing one by one.

Yang Chengye has been a human being for two lifetimes, and he has never felt that death is so close to him.

He can't die, he has a lot of things to do, and those things must be done by him.

Thinking of this, a strong desire to survive sounded in Yang Chengye's heart. At this time, the Yi Jin Jing began to work in his body, stretching his meridians so painfully, coupled with the scars all over his body, he immediately rolled his eyes and fainted.

After an unknown amount of time, Yang Chengye felt his body was icy cold, the cold penetrated into his bone marrow, and when he opened his eyes, he found that there was water all around him. He opened his mouth, and choked a mouthful of water into his mouth.

Yang Chengye hurriedly used his hands and feet together, and floated towards the surface of the water.

"crash"

Yang Chengye came out of the water, climbed onto the shore, and lay on the ground panting heavily.

After a long while, Yang Chengye recovered. He felt that the clothes were tightly attached to his body, which was extremely uncomfortable. He hurriedly launched the attack, trying to dry the clothes.

When he was about to mobilize his internal energy, he suddenly felt empty in his body, he couldn't feel the existence of internal energy at all, not even a trace of internal energy in his dantian, and the seal that Huang Chang had set for him had disappeared without a trace.

This discovery immediately shocked Yang Chengye.

How could this be?
Ever since Huang Chang poured all the power into his body, Yang Chengye has grown from an unknown boy to a first-class master in the Jianghu.

Now all of this has disappeared in the blink of an eye, it has to be said that it is a trick of good fortune.

Yang Chengye's face was ashen. At this time, he had no martial arts moves, but no internal strength. Even a low-level figure could easily crush him to death.

After a long time, Yang Chengye breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Forget it, those internal forces are not yours at all, if they are gone, they will be gone."

Fortunately, Yang Chengye still remembered the "Nine Suns Manual" and "Yi Jin Jing" in his mind. At worst, he could practice again from the beginning. Zhang Wuji could become a master by practicing the "Nine Suns Manual", why couldn't he?

"Grumpy"

At this time, Yang Chengye's stomach suddenly rang.

He didn't know how long he had been in a coma, let alone how long he hadn't eaten, but now he was terribly hungry, so let's fill his stomach first.

At this time, Yang Chengye began to observe the surrounding environment. This is a valley, and all of the above are towering cliffs, and the top cannot be seen at a glance.

The valley is full of exotic flowers and weeds. There are countless kinds of flowers. Butterflies dance among the flowers, which is a beautiful picture.

At the foot of the mountain is a lake with a radius of more than ten miles. Yang Chengye swam out of this lake.

At this time, a fat whitebait jumped out of the water, vomited a bubble, and fell into the water again.

"There are fish!"

Yang Chengye was overjoyed immediately, and immediately fell into the water.

After about three inhalations, the surface of the water churned, and Yang Chengye came out of the water, holding a fat whitebait in his arms.

The silver fish kept swinging in Yang Chengye's arms, trying to break free from his restraint.

How could Yang Chengye let go of it, this is Yang Chengye's lunch!

Yang Chengye put the whitebait aside, picked up some dead branches and leaves, and began to use the most primitive method to drill wood to make fire.

About half an hour later, Yang Chengye was already dripping with sweat, but he also lit the bonfire.

Yang Chengye was drooling while grilling the fish.

After another half an hour, the fish was finally roasted. It was golden in color and fragrant. Yang Chengye suddenly moved his index finger and started to eat it voraciously.

The fish meat melts in the mouth, soft and fragrant, and there is nothing more delicious than this in the world.

Yang Chengye squinted his eyes, and quickly ate up a fish, and almost swallowed his tongue.

Yang Chengye began to tour the scenery in the valley with a full belch.

Yang Chengye turned around the valley, and found that there was no way out of this valley, and all around were towering cliffs, and the cliffs were so jagged and rocky that they couldn't be climbed at all.

Yang Chengye sighed, it seemed that he was going to be trapped here.

Suddenly, Yang Chengye saw a tombstone, and behind the tombstone was a tomb overgrown with weeds.

There are tombstones, which means that there must be people in this valley.

Yang Chengye came to the tombstone excitedly, and wiped off the weeds and dust on the tombstone with his hands, revealing the words on it.

When Yang Chengye saw the words on the tombstone, his eyes narrowed.

I saw engraved on it: the tomb of my beloved wife Ah Zi.

At the bottom is engraved: Fu Xiaofeng.

This is actually the place where Xiao Feng and Ah Zi fell down. Being able to build a tomb for Ah Zi proves that Xiao Feng is not dead, at least he was not dead when he fell off the cliff.

Thinking of this, Yang Chengye began to search in the valley again, but he almost turned over every inch of land in the valley, and he didn't find Xiao Feng, not even a trace.

Yang Chengye grabbed his hair, thinking carefully, did Xiao Feng leave?
No, there must be a place I haven't found yet, so what kind of place could it be?

Suddenly, Yang Chengye remembered the martial arts novels he had read in his previous life. Could there be another passage in the lake?

Thinking about it, Yang Chengye jumped into the lake.

Yang Chengye kept diving in the lake, the lake was so deep that it was difficult to see the bottom.

The more Yang Chengye dived, the greater the water pressure, almost suffocating his lungs.

Yang Chengye secretly said: "It seems that there is no bottom, so we can only return."

At this moment, a ray of light lit up, Yang Chengye looked over, was overjoyed, and hurriedly paddled to swim over.

Yang Chengye swam towards the direction of the light, getting closer and closer, and suddenly an undercurrent surged in, wrapped Yang Chengye's whole body, and swirled rapidly in the water.

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