Shen Yin Wang Zuo Chapter 29: Reincarnation Virgin (1)

Chapter twenty-nine saint maiden (1)

Yang Wenzhao's breathing became difficult because her right lung was penetrated, and her throat became hoarse. He had never felt death so close to himself.

She came for him. Long Haochen must come for Long Haochen.

The last thorn of Caier pierced his right chest, but also left a hope in his heart, because if the sword is shifted a little further towards the center of the chest, it will completely destroy him If Xinghai Lingluo falls on his left chest, then it will run through her heart.

How could an assassin in her realm be crooked? She already is merciless.

Feeling the horrific murderous attack coming from the face, Yang Wenzhao smiled bitterly: "The six temples are originally a family, you ..., ah ..."

Cai Er's dagger turned slightly, and suddenly Yang Wenzhao could not speak.

"You also know that the six temples are originally one? He is still in the same temple with you. Did you hurt him the same?" The more intense Murderous Qi burst out.

Everyone is afraid of death, especially genius.

Yang Wenzhao reluctantly defended: "It was his sacrifice skills, not hurt by me, and that was just a game."

Caier said coldly, "I don't care, he was injured because of you anyway. If it wasn't for the game, you are now a corpse in already."

At this moment, her ears moved slightly, her figure was retreats, and her dagger was pulled out. Suddenly, a puff of blood spewed out from Yang Wenzhao's chest, but the speed of collecting children was extremely fast, and his body was not contaminated.

The dark shadow flashed, and the next moment, she had disappeared into the night. Even the green bamboo stick disappeared.

Yang Wenzhao reluctantly urged Lingli to seal his wound, his eyes were dull, his body leaned slowly against the wall, and he didn't have much resentment in his heart. Can't help but think, is this a disaster? Perhaps, only by riding on the mount can you fight with the female assassin.

Although the Xingling armor blocked most of Caier's attacks, the Thousand Strike Furnace still left dozens of inches of deep wounds on him, and the chest blow was even more serious. A lot of blood loss already made his consciousness a little fuzzy.

...

The consciousness gradually recovered, and Long Haochen opened his eyes with some difficulty. There was a feeling of dryness in his throat, as if he were in the furnace at this time. From head to toe, there is a feeling of burning.

Slightly struggling, Long Haochen suddenly felt everywhere in the whole body pain, barely looking inside, and suddenly shocked to find that the body's spiritual power was missing, only the Holy Spirit Furnace hovered quietly in the chest Within, but its light also dim a lot.

A arrogant "sacrifice"! It only took ten seconds to make himself weak to this point. Fortunately, there is no damage to the meridians in the body, and there is still a faint sacred Aura that is constantly moisturizing his body.

He didn't know that this was the effect of Holy Healing. The powerful healing ability of the seventh step protected his meridians in time and avoided the most serious consequences. Although he was weak at this time, he didn't hurt at all.

This is also due to the constitution of his Son of Light. As the owner of the purest divine light spiritual power, the cost of sacrificing skills is terrible, but because of the purity of his spiritual power, it only consumes his potential and blood. It didn't really burn. This is why Long Xingyu dared to put the sacrifice skill on the seal of the fifth order for him to understand. Long Xingyu originally prepared this skill for him to be desperate in times of crisis. But he did not expect that because Long Haochen already touched the edge of the liquid spiritual power, when he fought with Yang Wenzhao, he broke through the seal of fifth-level skills in the ring of inheritance with that heroic spirit. This skill was used in a fourth-order cultivation. If it weren't for Holy Healing, I'm afraid he would have been in bed for at least a month.

With the return of consciousness, the pain of Long Haochen also gradually weakened. He had a faint feeling. There seemed to be a spiritual power in his Holy Spirit furnace. Although he didn't know how to motivate this spiritual force, he could feel that his cultivation had not completely disappeared, and it was only a matter of time to recover.

A smile rippling around the corner of Long Haochen ’s mouth. He fought with Yang Wenzhao. Although he lost, he was invigorating. Long Haochen believes that with this struggle, he will wait until his spiritual power is restored , It can really impact the fifth order.

Yang Wenzhao is really strong. He even has a furnace, and he is also an attacking furnace. In a one-on-one battle, the role of the Xinghai Spirit Furnace is significantly greater than his Holy Spirit Furnace.

Yes, that's right. The best way to discipline the knights to improve themselves is to keep fighting and feel and comprehend in the battle. Before the Finals of the Hunting Trophy, I should be able to recover. According to time calculation, the preliminary competition of the six temples will take at least three days, because there should be a lot of competitions in the temple of soldiers.

There will be three days off after the preliminary round. With these six days of buffering, I should be able to recover cultivation. It would be best if I could break through the fifth stage. Although Haoyue was absent, maybe I could get a good place in the finals.

This battle brings me a lot of benefits, but why do I always feel that I have forgotten the most important thing?

Suddenly, the smile on the corner of Long Haochen's mouth froze. His eyes, which were obviously dim, opened suddenly, and his pale and handsome face instantly showed violent mood swings.

Caier, Caier ...

Long Haochen just felt as if he had been hit **** his chest, and suddenly turned over and sat up.

The violent movement caused a twitch-like pain in his body, but at this time already could not care about it.

Damn, **** it, I missed my appointment. When the game is too focused, the attention is completely on the opponent. I missed my appointment.

Long Haochen barely stood up, at this time already in his heart was full of anxiety. An unspeakable emotion made all his calmness completely disappear. The only thing in my mind was the thin, thin figure holding the green bamboo stick, gently.

She will wait for me, she will wait for me for a long, long time, me, **** it ...

Long Haochen slaps himself severely, regardless of the convulsions of convulsions in the body, so he stands up and walks towards the door leaning on the wall.

I'm going to find her. I'm going to find her. At this moment, there is only this thought in his heart.

The night already is deep. When Long Haochen staggered out of the hotel, he felt a chill burst suddenly. His physical strength was exhausted, and already could not protect himself. Fortunately, the cultivation of external spiritual strength made him very strong. Although a burst of weakness continued to impact his perception, his strong and persistent faith supported him step by step out of the hotel. , Moved towards the place where he and Caier agreed to meet every day.

The loss of "sacrifice" is too amazing. At this time, Long Haochen is completely in a state of weak hands and feet. She barely takes a step, she will sweat a little more, and she has no roots. She almost fell several times.

Fortunately, the hotel where he lives is not too far from the place where he and Caier agreed, heh, slowly moving forward. At this time, Long Haochen was full of guilt. The game is important, but how can I lose my appointment? How disappointed she will be!

Walking forward step by step, Long Haochen's vision already was a little blurred, and the coldness of the night gradually attacked his body.

It's not a long time to come, it's not long, but he walked for half an hour, and finally, he saw the place where he met Caier every day. However, already was no longer there, and everything around was empty and silent.

Feng Tong, Long Haochen finally couldn't stand still anymore, he fell to the ground in a fall and turned around, he seemed to see countless stars circling around his eyes.

Caier already is gone, yeah! The night was so deep, how could she not leave?

A bitterness appeared on Long Haochen's lips, and he fell to the ground, his heart full of regret. If he were to choose again, he would never go to desperately with Yang Wenzhao. He himself was somewhat surprised to find that in his own heart, I don't know when it is more important to send Caier back than to upgrade the cultivation.

I'm going to the hotel to find her and apologize to her. But will she forgive me? She couldn't see the road and left in the disappointment of waiting. It was I that caused her so much pain. Will she forgive me?

No, I can't go to her. The night already is so deep, she must have been waiting to sleep because she was tired during the day. How can I bother her?

She must have waited for me for a long, long time. In that case, I'll wait here. I have to wait longer than her to ask her for forgiveness.

Thinking of this, Long Haochen's panting sound gradually grew louder, and a strong sense of dizziness kept filling his brain. He had never felt so weak before, and it was never wonderful. There is always the possibility of coma again.

No, I ca n’t pass out. I have to wait until she comes. This is the way she must go every day.

While thinking, Long Haochen supported his body to slowly stand up and stand, at least to make him more concentrated. He was afraid that if he fell down there, he would fall into a coma or fall asleep before long.

Time has elapsed, and Long Haochen is always in a groggy state. Whenever his body cannot support it, he will immediately fall down there. This fall, naturally Let him wake up temporarily. Then he barely got up again and again.

Cai Er stood in Long Haochen's room blankly, a little at a loss, but he wasn't here? Where did he go?

Here was Yang Wenzhao's Hou Caier. He came here. Although she couldn't see it, the other five senses were extremely keen. As soon as she entered the room, she found that Long Haochen was not here.