This chapter is an update for Lin Hai Tingtao. Both are writers. I know the hardships of typing. A plot is not so easy to write. Tingfeng is not a great master, it is just a flop, writing a story I like.

Lin Hai is the author I like, and I have never met him. He has been reading his books for a long time. He has been reading them all these days and has been updating them wildly. He is really worried about him. He will not be able to stand it in this way.

I like his sentence "Dreams are flowers that grow on cliffs." I also have dreams, and I feel this kind of emotion in old books.

Tingfeng is just a student, he has no money, and he reads pirated books. I'm sorry, I'm sorry to add another chapter today. Here I would like to ask for the next month's ticket for the master Lin Hai. Tingfeng knew that he was not very popular, so he could only do his best.

As a writer, I can only pay tribute to Master Lin Hai! Thank you!

Ning Wuque felt that he had a bad life. It took only a few months to come to this world and he had already fallen into a coma three times.

I picked up a broken sword and actually sucked blood!

No wonder Nalan Hongye lent the sword to himself without any scruples, and was not worried that he would steal the sword.

A sword that can suck blood?

Who would want it? Only stupid women like Nalan Hongye would want it. What is Moye Sword? It actually took the initiative to suck human blood. No wonder Nalan Hongye was seriously injured and must have been sucked by Moye Sword often.

Chen Chen woke up from his drowsiness. Ning Wuque felt dizzy and starry eyes, and black and white in front of him. This was a reaction of excessive blood loss. He remembered that he was slashing Chen Qinglong with the arrow shaft and stood aside with Mo Xie Jian, and then, he fainted.

In a coma, he seemed to hear a woman's sad voice calling for something "Gan Jiang" and some other voices, but he couldn't hear clearly. Ning Wuque had heard the story of Mo Xie and Gan Jiang. Since Nalan Hongye was holding the Mo Xie sword, the female voice he heard during a coma should be Mo Xie sword spirit Mo Xie.

Ning Wuque was confused and touched his side. Without Mo Xie Sword, he was shocked. Ning Wuque opened his eyes and searched around, "Where is Mo Xie Sword?"

If the cold Nalan Hongye knew that he had lost Mo Ye Jian, he would not have killed him!

"Young Master, are you awake?" Zhang Ling walked in and saw Ning Wuque sitting on the bed, and hurriedly walked over.

Zhang Ling held a bowl of medicine and showed gratitude and a hint of respect to Ning Wuque. They licked blood on the edge of the knife and rarely truly respected people. He heard Chen Qinglong talk about the grudges between Ning Wuque and the others. After Chen Qinglong was injured, Ning Wuque did not let it go, but instead borrowed swords, medicines, and even injured because of this. What Ning Wuque did made Zhang Ling secretly admire him. He is such a great husband!

"This is the old ginseng soup. The doctor said that the young master lost too much blood. Ginseng replenishes qi and nourishes blood. You should drink more."

Ning Wuque was aware of Zhang Ling's change in his tone and attitude, but he didn't care. He took the ginseng soup and breathed a sigh of relief. Finally, it was no longer a bitter medicine. He drank the warm ginseng soup in one sip. Ning Wuque looked at Zhang Ling, "How is Chen Qinglong?"

"The eldest brother has woken up. The doctor said that he would recover by just resting for a few months. The young master saved the eldest brother's life, which is to save me, Zhang Ling. If the young master is driven by the sword, he will go up to the mountain and go down to the sea of ​​fire. Zhang Ling will never say anything and will die!"

Zhang Ling knelt down at Ning Wuque and kowtowed deeply. This was his heartfelt words.

"Get up, I want you to go up the mountain and the sea of ​​fire to do what you do? I'm not eating too much and having nothing to do." Ning Wuque smiled slightly. Zhang Ling values ​​affection and friendship. He is a rare man, but he just is a little ignorant. "What day is today?"

Zhang Ling stood up, "It's the tenth day of the seventh month! The young master has been in a coma for three days. Miss Ruolan is taking care of the village, and the government has sent someone to deal with it."

Three days? Ning Wuque was shocked and he had been in a coma for so long.

"Where is Mo Xie Sword?"

Zhang Ling looked at Ning Wuque. He didn't know about the Mo Ye sword, but immediately remembered the evil sword in Ning Wuque's hand. "It was taken away by a woman named Nalan Hongye. The sword was very evil. Others could not take it, and they would even emit red light to hurt people. Only the Nalan girl took it. It was okay. After she took the sword, the young master's blood stopped."

Ning Wuque was speechless, no wonder she was in a coma for three days. If it weren't for her strong internal organs and strong hematopoietic function, she wouldn't have been sucked into adults? The more beautiful a woman's heart is, the more vicious she was. She sucked so much blood with a sword.

Thinking of this, Ning Wuque hated Nalan Hongye so much that he was itchy.

"Oh, by the way, young master, there is also a young master named Ruo Liufeng who is backed by sword, coming to you, saying that he wants to settle the score with you, but seeing that you are unconscious, he laughed here and left after laughing for three times."

What if the wind is flowing?

Thinking of Ruo Liufeng, who was gentle and gentle but had a crush on Nalan Hongye, Ning Wuque felt a lot of depression. If he married an ice rose like Nalan Hongye, he would wait to be stabbed to death.

With a thought, Ning Wuque looked at Zhang Ling, "Do you know where they went?"

People like Zhang Ling were once spies and were very sensitive to some information. Zhang Ling just didn't know how to adapt and was not a fool. He would never have thought about these people's origins. Without Ning Wuque's instructions, he had already paid attention.

"I heard some people say they were going to kill demons and eliminate demons. The young master Ruo Liufeng seemed to mention that he was going to Black Mountain. After they left, I asked the inn's guy and asked. One guy heard something when he was delivering tea."

"Heishan? What did you hear?" Sure enough, who was looking for the old demon in Heishan, Ning Wuque thought about it. The old demon in Heishan was only in the realm of refining Qi. Last night, Ice Rose Nalan Hongye and another woman in white were all in the realm of refining Qi.

If a Yuxian Sect sends out two Qi-refining cultivators, other sects will not be weak. If you deal with an old Black Mountain monster, so many people will be dispatched?

"That guy said that a demon appeared in the Black Mountain and captured a woman named Nie Xiaoqian and was about to become an immortal on July 14th. He didn't hear it very clearly. I wonder if it would be useful to the young master?"

Zhang Ling looked at Ning Wuque. He had heard Chen Qinglong say that his young master was not an ordinary person. He thought that the background was not an ordinary person. Now he thought that this was not an ordinary person, and he probably had other intentions.

"Well, you go out first. I want to take a break. If there is something wrong, I will call you!"

When Zhang Ling went out to bring the door, Ning Wuque frowned. Nie Xiaoqian was captured by the old demon of Heishan. What does it have to do with the old demon of Heishan becoming an immortal?

"July 14th..."

"July 14th is..." Ning Wuque's eyes suddenly lit up, "Isn't July 14th a Ghost Festival? The gate of ghosts is wide open, and the evil spirit covers the pure Yang. It is indeed a good time for demons, ghosts and monsters to attack the immortal path."

"Taiyin Jue" does not mention many things about low-level things, but it mentions a lot of things about becoming an immortal, and Ning Wuque has also read it a little.

"However, the old demon of Black Mountain is only in the Qi Refining Realm. How can he impact the Immortal Way? The Qi Refining Realm is the God Transformation Realm, and the Immortal Way is only after the God Transformation Realm. Could it be that there is any secret technique? The old demon of Black Mountain is so persistent in Nie Xiaoqian, so there must be some secrets in Nie Xiaoqian."

Ning Wuque frowned.

"There are four days left on July 14th. Perhaps the Black Mountain Old Demon has the opportunity to break through, so he must recover his injuries as soon as possible."

Take out a jade bottle from your arms. This is the elixir left to him by the sloppy old Taoist that day. There are nine pills in total. I don’t know what it is to refine it. The vitality contained is more than twice as strong as Yan Chixia’s Ginseng King Pill.

Apply half a piece of Chen Qinglong’s wound, and swallowed the other half for him. One piece was left for Ning Wushuang, and there were seven pieces left in the bottle.

He put a green and crystal pill in his mouth, and Ning Wuque sat cross-legged and ran the "Taiyin Jue". At this time, the Taoist cultivators in Wuzhou City had already left, and Ning Wuque was not worried about the exposure of the demonic energy.

As soon as he started "Taiyin Jue", Ning Wuque opened his eyes and exclaimed, "What? What's going on?"
Chapter completed!