Chapter two hundred and ninety seventh life and death line
The old man and the boy, this combination is quite harmonious.
The boy held the old man's hand and knocked on the open door.
The originally sleeping woman stretched lazily, turned around and fell asleep again. Not only that, the woman actually snored slightly, and the snoring gradually became louder.
Yuan Chen's ears were not very good anymore, so he didn't hear it. The only one who heard the snoring, Ling Ling Yi, covered his ears.
"I didn't hear anything, I didn't hear anything..." As if hearing the boy's whisper, the silver-haired woman suddenly opened her eyes.
A pair of green eyes locked on Ling Ling Yi like a poisonous snake.
For a moment, the surrounding air seemed to be still, and the wind stopped in mid-air.
"Xiaoyi, what did you hear just now?" The corners of the silver-haired woman's mouth were slightly raised, as if she was smiling, but Ling Lingyi rushed forward, hugged the silver-haired woman's hand, and then burst into tears.
Come down.
"Sister Qianluo, I didn't. I didn't hear anything. If you don't believe me, you can ask my master. The master and I were at the gate of the courtyard just now."
Yuan Chen was a little far away from the silver-haired woman, so he couldn't hear the boy's voice, but he saw Ling Ling Yi pointing at him.
Yuan Chen thought that Ling Lingyi was introducing himself to Sister Qianluo, so he nodded politely.
When Qian Luo saw the old man, his eyes widened instantly, then he raised his slender fingers, pointed at Yuan Chen and asked Ling Lingyi in a low voice: "You mean he is your master, that greedy scourge!"
"That's not right. Although that guy once appeared in the past, he was already very powerful at that time and had mastered the power of time and space. How could he have become like this? Although he mentioned meeting us in the future, he didn't say anything.
I'll never get this old."
Yan Qianluo couldn't help recalling that young man's despicable behavior in his mind, and he immediately gritted his teeth in anger.
When he looked up at Yuan Chen again, he showed a sincere smile.
When Ling Lingyi saw this smile, he suddenly got goosebumps all over his body.
Now he can only mourn for the Lord.
The silver-haired woman was Yan Qianluo. She held Ling Lingyi's hand and walked to Yuan Chen. Then she bowed slightly towards Yuan Chen and said, "Does this old man have anything to do with me?"
Elderly people!?
Yuan Chen glanced at Ling Lingyi, then took a deep breath and said slowly: "I came to see Sister Qianluo today to ask you to help me recover."
In fact, Yuan Chen didn't expect anyone else at all. He knew that as long as the tower spirit returned, he would definitely be compensated.
There will be no problem in recovering your body by then.
Sister Qianluo!?
Yan Qianluo held Ling Lingyi's hand and gave it a strong squeeze. Ling Lingyi's face suddenly turned pale, the sound of bones breaking could be heard simultaneously, and the boy's eyes immediately turned red.
Ling Ling Yi: "..."
Yan Qianluo is really beautiful, especially when she is resting, like a sleeping beauty.
"Haha, I'm sorry, old man, I can't cure your illness." Yan Qianluo shook his head regretfully, and then acted helpless.
"Goodbye then, Sister Qianluo!" Yuan Chen especially emphasized the word "sister" in his words. Yuan Chen didn't believe that the woman in front of him didn't understand the previous falls.
She is deliberately making things difficult for herself.
Although it may have been that Chen who offended her in the past, she couldn't do it to herself.
In fact, Yuan Chen had a hunch that the one who bullied the silver-haired woman was definitely not him, but the weapon spirit in the Rubik's Cube.
Maybe the Rubik's Cube was thrown away by Yuan Chen, and evil thoughts grew in his heart, so he deliberately used this method to retaliate against himself.
"No." Yan Qianluo turned around and sat back in his original position, with his back to Yuan Chen.
Yuan Chen turned around and left. He didn't want to be involved with such a person anymore. After all, the other person seemed to be an elf.
Yan Qianluo's pointed ears had given her away.
The elves are definitely a hot group.
This clan is simply a tragedy. Even though they yearn for peace, they are still wiped out in troubled times!
These past events are clearly presented in a book in Master's black box called "Sui: Genocide Chapter".
That book recorded in total the names of one thousand and one ethnic groups that disappeared from the continent of origin.
The reasons for the genocide are also recorded.
Just when Yuan Chen was about to return the way he came, he was held back by a hand.
Feeling the coldness of his little hands, Yuan Chen knew that it was Ling Ling Yi who was holding him.
"Lord, I want you to be well." Yuan Chen looked over in surprise. Ling Lingyi blushed and stammered: "I... mean... I hope... the Lord's illness can be cured."
Yuan Chen laughed and shook his head: "My illness is not serious. I will get better after I find a place to rest. Is there a place for you to live here? Take me there."
Ling Ling Yi nodded happily. Being able to be alone with the Lord was a great gift to him.
Soon, they came to a thatched house. There was also a small yard here, but compared to the yard of the silver-haired woman, this yard seemed a little shabby.
But it is big enough, and there are several thatched huts here, so it is obvious that many people live there.
"This place is very close to the exit, so we can go out at any time." Ling Lingyi happily introduced his home.
Yes, this is Ling Ling Yi's home, and the one outside is just a cover.
"Lord, don't be angry with Sister Qianluo. In fact, Sister Qianluo is also very pitiful..." Ling Lingyi just said this and suddenly found himself speechless.
Yuan Chen was slightly stunned, then smiled and shook his head, saying: "I have never been angry with Sister Qianluo. I am really young, although I look older now."
Yuan Chen found a sunny place in the yard, crossed his legs and started practicing.
In fact, his soul penetrated into the fairy space.
The situation in the fairy space was worse than he imagined.
The former medicinal fields have all withered now. Yuan Chen is so painful that he almost cries. This is all his property. Now he once again feels the pain on his face when he feeds Suxian Pagoda for the first time.
The plants we used to play with have withered.
Also, those peach blossom trees are withered, and I am afraid they will no longer be able to survive in such an environment.
Yuan Chen came here because he actually wanted to find Meng Luo and others. He didn't want to see anything happen to them.
The sacrifice was too urgent before, so I didn't communicate with Meng Luo and others, but now they can't be found.
Yuan Chen's soul made a clicking sound again, and this time Yuan Chen was in even more pain.
He lay on the ground and twitched, his soul was being crushed. This was such torture.
Although Yuan Chen was in so much pain that he almost fainted, he still didn't cry out.
Because Yuan Chen knew that if he shouted out, he would probably be shattered by his own sound waves, which would be the same as committing suicide.
If Yuan Chen wants to die, he must die in a battle, and he must not commit suicide in the cradle of sweetness.
Soul Yuanchen began to have hallucinations in front of his eyes. He saw a girl. The girl was sitting quietly in front, whispering something there. The girl had a mysterious side face. Yuan Chen immediately saw that the girl might be Shui Shuihua.
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As for what Shui Shuihua said, he didn't know.
"Lord, wake up." Ling Lingyi saw the sky darkening and knew that night had come. He began to try to call Yuan Chen, but Yuan Chen didn't respond at all. It seemed that he didn't hear anyone calling him at all.
Ling Lingyi touched Yuan Chen's hand, and his expression suddenly changed. Yuan Chen's hand was still warm before, but now it is cold, consistent with the temperature of his hand. This is a very scary thing.
In other words, Yuan Chen is dead!
"No, how could the Lord die?" Ling Lingyi panicked instantly. He really didn't want to see the Lord die silently like this.
He tried to carry his origins. He originally thought that the Lord would be very heavy. After all, the Lord was so big.
But the result made him sad. He carried Yuan Chen on his back easily, as if Yuan Chen had no weight at all.
It was as if all the essence and blood had been lost, leaving only the weight of bones.
At that moment, he realized how serious Yuan Chen's injuries were, and how serious it was that he could not recover on his own.
Yuan Chen himself took the risk to come here because he realized this reason.
If Ling Ling Yi knew that he was not the one in his eyes, he might do something bad.
Although this Ling Ling Yi looks harmless and often cries, Yuan Chen directly discovers that this boy is really scary.
Of course, the most terrifying thing was Yan Qianluo. The silver-haired woman gave Yuan Chen a very mysterious feeling, but the same silver-haired woman showed a natural feeling when she was angry.
Yuan Chen is certain that this silver-haired woman has reached at least the level of an emperor.
Ling Lingyi carried Yuan Chen on his back and rushed into Yan Qianluo's yard. He shouted: "Sister Qianluo, help me, the master is dying, the master Yuan Chen is dying!"
In desperation, Ling Lingyi finally called out Yuan Chen's name. At this time, he didn't care about any instructions. He just wanted Yuan Chen to survive.
A light came on in the room, and then a woman came out holding a lamp.
"Put him on the ground quickly and let me take a look." The woman placed the lamp beside Yuan Chen and began to feel the pulse of Yuan Chen who was lying on the ground.
A person whose body is cold may not have any pulse at all. If an ordinary doctor looks at it, he will definitely say that there is no hope of saving, and it is better to arrange funeral arrangements as soon as possible.
But is the silver-haired woman an ordinary person? She took a deep breath and closed her eyes.
Ling Lingyi's eyes were red, and he asked eagerly: "How is the Lord? Who hurt the Lord? I want him to..."
"Yes." The silver-haired woman sighed, and Ling Lingyi was stunned for a moment. His face suddenly turned red. Ling Lingyi stammered and asked: "Yes."
"I mean there is a way to save him." The silver-haired woman opened her eyes and saw Ling Lingyi's red face, and she immediately became alert: "Are you drunk? That's not right. Your face wasn't that red before.
Could it be that you are in love?"
The silver-haired woman glanced at Yuan Chen's current appearance, and then gave Ling Ling Yi a thumbs up.
"You gave me a good idea. Now I know how to retaliate against those stinky men." The silver-haired woman patted Ling Lingyi on the shoulder, and then encouraged: "Sister, I take good care of you."
"Now go to the back mountain to collect herbs. It may be a bit dangerous there, but I'm at ease with your words." The silver-haired woman said, "Remember, one each of Millennium Ginseng, Ten Thousand Years Ganoderma, Blood Agate, Sapphire Mushroom, and Phoenix Nine Magpie