Legend of Fei

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Wu Chuchu had no choice but to wait silently on the side. Unexpectedly, she waited from dawn until dawn, and from dawn until dawn. The servants of the house came to deliver two meals, each time heavy outside the hospital When she knocked on the door, she was going to be shocked for a while. At every moment, Wu Chuchu couldn't help but reach out to explore Zhou Fei's nose, for fear that she would die silently.

Ku Rong was really angry like a group of uninvited guests. He rolled around Zhou Fei's body violently. Wherever he went, although the skin sac was intact, the blood and flesh inside seemed to be stirred up all the way, and went all the way to explode, and then forced her into the sea of ​​anger. She antagonized her original internal information chamber and slammed her back and forth. There was no point in wanting to work together.

Duan Jiuniang is really a good man who pits the dead and does not pay for her life. In such a complicated process, she used only the word "submit" to summarize Zhou Fei, not to mention the exercises, there are no sentences or words-even if there is, Zhou Fei She didn't dare to listen to the letter. She really couldn't believe that Duan Jiuniang's "seven ups and downs" could still hold a word-for-word formula.

Gradually, Zhou Fei lost her perception of the outside world, whether it was cold or warm outside, whether it was day or night, she didn't know at all, her weak consciousness almost broke off several times, but there was a lingering hang in the end.

She refused to admit that she was afraid of death, but she could not die silently in such a small yard when Qiu Tianji searched her anxiously, Zhou Fei thought that she would send Wu Chuchu back to Shu to find the old man. People, personally informed of the bad news, and coming back to find Beidou to avenge her...... She even finally went down the mountain, and she hadn't had time to meet her father.

Zhou Fei repeatedly muttered these reasons why he couldn't die, and the thoughts were like sand, but the gravel rolled along the same track hundreds of times, and it almost became a fatal obsession.

Towards the evening, the old servant burned a pot of water, wore a cold bun that was as hard as a pebble with a long pick, and heated it over the fire and handed it to Wu Chuchu: "Girl, have something to eat."

Wu Chuchu confronted Zhou Fei, who didn't know what to do, and another who sat next to him like Duan Jiu Niang, who was sitting by the old nun, had nothing to do. She had nothing to do, she could only think wildly, thinking about her vast past and a difficult future. It's bleak, it's already wide-hearted not to find a long rope to hang and hang on the spot.

She smiled bitterly, waved her hand in refusal, hesitated again and again, and finally couldn't help talking to Duan Jiuniang, who was so quiet for a day.

Wu Chuchu asked: "Madam, when will she be good?"

Duan Jiuniang opened her eyes, first looked at her confusedly, and then looked at Zhou Fei, Wu Chuchu's heart hung into his throat, lest Duan Jiuniang blurted out, "Who are you, what's wrong?"

Fortunately, Duan Jiu-niang remembered it hard. She looked at Zhou Fei's complexion and frowned frowningly. She pressed Zhou Fei's wrist and stared for a moment, muttering, "Strange. "

Duan Jiuniang said, stood up, turned around Zhou Fei for several laps, and chattered the ins and outs of Ku Rong's hand to Wu Chuchu again and again. In addition to "this technique is very evil, if you don't make trouble, you will die", Wu Chuchu, a foreigner, understands nothing.

Duan Jiuniang raised her head and asked her, "How long?"

Wu Chuchu said: "All day long."

Duan Jiuniang frowned and murmured: "Strange... It's weird. It stands to reason that the person who first touched with Qirong Qi can support up to three hours, and the one who can't hold it will die, and the one who can hold it, Naturally, Qi Rong can be turned into her own little by little. Why is she the same all day long?"

Wu Chuchu burst into tears: "How can I know?"

Duan Jiuniang didn't think about everything since she went crazy. At first she used her dust-covered brain as if a person who had been paralyzed for eight years practiced walking on legs—basically unable to move, she had to move around like a donkey.

Wu Chuchu was dizzy by her. She recalled Fang Cai Duan Jiu Niang’s words in the clouds. When she felt something was wrong in her heart, she said anxiously, "Madam, you just said that your Master would not wither Rong Rong. Hand all to you?"

Duan Jiuniang frowned: "The old ghost is uneasy and kind, he didn't mean to teach us, he just intended to use him to practice his functions, and he naturally refused to teach with all his heart."

Wu Chuchu didn't understand what it means to "practice his functions", so he ignored the past and didn't think about it, and then said with his finger: "Withering can pass glory, and glory can pass withering, that is to say, a person who practices glory Can you give merit to the people who practiced Rong Rong, but not to the dry one?"

Duan Jiuniang said: "That nature."

"So in the end there are two people left, one withered and one with no honor, and no one can help anyone practice with each other, which makes sense. But I heard from my wife that after three years of studying art, there are five teachers left. Brothers, except for the brothers, they must all have their hands dry. If the masters are uneasy, why don’t you fear that your four bare hands will pass on each other?"

Duan Jiuniang rightfully replied: "That's naturally impossible, Ku Rongshou is the world's most powerful and overbearing inner-gong mentality. Come quickly and be alone, and not compatible with other Kung Fu, unless you practice Ku Rong Erqi at the beginning. Three years later, the internal merits are small, and the introduction of a diametrically opposed Qiong Rong Qi, is it not to die?"

Wu Chuchu's ominous hunch came true, and his face suddenly turned pale.

Duan Jiuniang asked impatiently: "What?"

Wu Chuchu said slowly: "Madam, A Fei has practiced what you said to be "Kung Fu" for more than ten years."

Duan Jiuniang: "..."

In fact, for someone who knows a little bit about martial arts, they will understand it when they hear it. However, there is only one madman and two laymen who think of one at a time. Zhou Fei understands it, but he has no chance to speak.

Duan Jiuniang froze for a while, and then said indifferently: "That was my negligence, but this is nothing. I see that her previous internal practice is also sparse, and there is no use at all. The technique is that the old ones don't go to the new ones."

When Wu Chuchu heard it, his heart became even more bleak immediately. According to this statement, reincarnation after death is also "the old one does not go to the new one".

When Zhou Fei woke up, he found that he had moved to the bed without knowing who. She seemed to haven't closed her eyes in a lifetime, and couldn't help but want to fall into the bed and lie in the sky. But soon, she felt something wrong-she was soft, and her hands and feet were not as heavy as the original long pair. !

Zhou Fei was stunned for a moment, and the "boom" exploded in her mind. In an instant, it was really a hundred and eighty sleepy worms ran out. She grabbed a bed mattress and tried to hold herself up, unexpectedly those worn fingertips And the broken nail finally stopped the bleeding, and it was broken again by this scratch.

With ten fingers together, Zhou Fei hissed and fell back again.

Wu Chuchu was sitting on the chair next to her, and she was sleepy and crooked. She was shocked by her movement and rushed over: "A Fei, how are you?"

Zhou Fei's lips twitched a little, but he didn't speak. She ignored Wu Chuchu, and her cold eyes fell to the door-Duan Jiuniang's scourge was standing against the door frame.

Zhou Fei didn't say anything. He just stood up and slowly grasped the long knife at the head of the bed. Seeing someone raise the knife, it was almost the same as "serving the tea", and had a fixed meaning.

Duan Jiuniang noticed her animosity, stopped in her footsteps, and stopped three feet away from her. She said negatively: "I temporarily blocked the two internal forces in you by using the method of power...how do you feel?"

Zhou Fei squeezed two words from his teeth: "Temporarily?"

Duan Jiuniang nodded: "It's good, just for a while. After two days of cultivation, I can take away your internal force and rest assured that it will not damage your meridians, and then you can successfully enter my door."

Zhou Fei listened to these strong buys and strong sells, and felt a rush of gasps in her heart. After a few breaths, she felt that the pain of the skin and bones would come back again. She had never feared anything in her life. At this moment, she couldn't help but flinch. I was afraid that the painful and innocent pain at that moment would be repeated. However, the pain didn't break out, and it was quickly cut off by something, leaving only the constant pain.

Zhou Feitou also felt that she was a little pitiful in the night, but she really wished she could kill Duan Jiuniang's **** stick.

It's a pity that at this moment, Yomo has only the strength to cut an apple, so she said coldly: "When did I say I would put it in your door?"

This is not the same as what Duan Jiuniang thought. The crazy woman was a little puzzled and said: "I'm so lucky to be alone in the world. What's wrong with investing in my door? Besides, what can you do now, if you don't break the old and create a new one, you can't live."

But Zhou Fei is tough but not tough, where is the person who can bend and stretch?

Forty-eight villages pay little attention to the difference between the martial arts. If someone tells her in a good voice, she may not necessarily see how serious it is to "turn to other schools and learn from other people's kung fu". At this step of the field, he was still so crazy that he didn't feel that he was wrong, and threatened her with all his mouth.

Zhou Fei immediately said without hesitation: "What does Ku Rong's hand count? It's not worthy to give me shoes, I won't learn even if I die!"

"Qu Rongshou" is Duan Jiuniang's most proud name in her life. He Qi prides herself. She immediately became furious and grabbed Zhou Fei's shoulder: "You say it again..."

Zhou Fei blurted out: "What if I say it ten times? Duan Jiuniang, have you ever done the right thing in your life?"

The mad woman listened to this and was stunned. The expression on her face seemed to be stabbed.

Wu Chuchu whispered: "A Fei..."

Duan Jiuniang stood there for a moment, and suddenly let go of Zhou Fei, muttering: "Yes, in my life, I really did not do the right thing."

When she had a clear mind, she could come and go anywhere in the world, but she would act arrogantly and repeatedly.

Now that she knew she was wrong, she was old, silly, and unable to remember things, and became a waste that would cause trouble.

Duan Jiuniang turned around innocently and left. Wu Chuchu hurriedly shouted, "Madam, wait..."

"Don't care about her!" Zhou Fei gritted her teeth and sat up, just thinking about taking two steps, she felt her legs were as soft as cloth, and she used a long knife to support the ground.

Wu Chuchu asked, "What do you do?"

Zhou Fei feels that since she went down the mountain, she has been unfavorable for the period of time. She has never encountered a good thing. This is also a mess in her heart, but at this time, there is already a Six Gods without a master. He had to pretend to be indifferent to "the sky collapsed and was covered", and said to Wu Chuchu: "You don't need to control, it's no big deal."

She calmly appeased Wu Chuchu, and reluctantly walked around the house a few times, but a few steps later, she was a little panicky and short of breath. "This time it became a shellless king."

Zhou Fei is very self-aware, knowing that most of her strength comes from the knife in her hand, but what if she doesn't even have the strength to lift the knife? Then she really didn't know what to do. To say a bachelor's word, it's a big deal and it can be retrained, can it still be recovered?

How much can be recovered?

How many years will it take?

Zhou Fei had no idea at all, and for a while, he did not know where to go.

This wound was worse, and I was too tired to know that I should lie down and rejuvenate, but the piles and pieces of things were pressed heavily in my heart, and I couldn't solve it. I didn't dare to tell Wu Chuchu.

Zhou Fei flipped back and forth for a long while, and inadvertently touched something from his arms, and took a look at it through the dim light in the room. It was the thin “Book of Taoist” booklet, which was thin and light. He put it in his arms and pretended to be out, but he was "free from death".

Zhou Fei stared at it, thinking that he had no long body, and ended up companionship with it, he laughed at himself and flipped through it, trying to use his book to "solve all his worries in one sleep".