When he opened his eyes, Da Wuhui saw himself lying quietly on the rock without any harm.
Saint He Bo looked at him lightly and said, "Do you still want to climb?"
Da Wuhui sat up and shook his head.
Saint He Bo no longer looked at him, but looked at Guangmingya and said, "Do you want to give up?"
Da Wuhui turned over and lay on the ground, started doing push-ups without spiritual exercise. Gradually, when Saint He Bo heard Da Wuhui's thick gasp, she turned her head and looked at Da Wuhui strangely.
"Is it useful for you to do this?" Saint He Bo's tone was calm, but with a faint contempt that could not be concealed.
"It's useless... you have to do it! It's better than nothing... you don't do it!" Da Wuhui said while gasping for breath.
Saint He Bo stopped talking, but looked at the river. On the surface of the water, Bing Yi's blood-stained head was first exposed, and then his body was covered in blood.
Then, Bingyi was bounced onto the rock, and his eyes crawled towards the two of them with endless resentment.
After Da Wuhui saw Bingyi, he was doing push-ups and climbed directly on the rock, almost knocking off two front teeth. He stood up, rubbed his cheeks and looked at Bingyi and said, "You are really entangled."
It's clear."
Bingyi looked at Da Wuhui with a vicious look and said, "I want you to die without a place to bury!"
"Uh, is that right? Then do you know what it means to hit the dog in the water?" After Da Wuhui came to Bingyi, he squatted down and punched Bingyi in an incomplete face.
Bang—Bingyi was directly hit by Da Wuhui, and the river directly bounced Bingyi out and landed on the rocks.
"Are you a problem?" Da Wuhui pointed at Bingyi and shouted, "I have no grudges and grudges with you. Do you want to kill me for Mao? If it is because of hope, won't you beg me?
I am also my brother of hope.”
After Da Wuhui touched his hair narcissistically.
Bang—He punched Bingyi in the face again, and Bingyi drew a low parabola and landed in the river. Then Bingyi screamed and was bounced out by the river and landed on the rock again.
"Go to die!!!" Bingyi roared angrily after falling onto the rock, suddenly stood up and rushed to Da Wuhui's face, and then he would punch Da Wuhui's body.
He used his spiritual power in this punch.
So, he was in a tragedy, and the pressure surged around him made him unwillingly watch his fist fall down weakly at two inches of distance between Da Wuhui.
He spurted out a mouthful of blood and fell onto the rock.
Da Wuhui kicked Bingyi and said helplessly to Saint Hebo: "You see, he was not the one who defeated me, but he fell himself."
Saint He Bo ignored Da Wuhui. Da Wuhui smiled embarrassedly and climbed on the ground to do push-ups again. He wanted to exercise his arm strength, and he wanted to have the strength to climb to the top of the mountain.
"When are you going to climb the mountain?" Saint He Bo seemed very anxious and seemed to look down on Da Wuhui's behavior.
"If I really waited for four thousand years, I don't care about waiting for a while, and I won't do anything I'm not sure about." Da Wuhui stopped the action and said, then did push-ups again.
Saint He Bo did not ask again, but waved his hand, and a stream of water appeared in the river and crawled on Bingyi's body. Then, a flash of crystal light, and Bingyi was wrapped and sealed inside.
Da Wuhui was still doing push-ups, as if he had not seen Saint He Bo's movements, and he did not express his opinion.
Time is spent in Da Wuhui’s exercise, one day, two days, three days...
A month later, Da Wuhui stood under the Bluff of Guangming again with a full confidence, and reached out to climb up again, climbing upwards one after another without stopping.
This time, Da Wuhui climbed up slowly at a steady speed due to his strength and his experience this time. In the eyes of Saint He Bo, he slowly moved upward, upward, and steadily.
Climb to the top of the mountain.
However, when Ling Da Wuhui didn't expect, just as he climbed halfway up the mountain, a gust of wind suddenly blew, followed by snowflakes, and the cold wind was biting.
When the snowflakes fell on the stone, the stone became very slippery. In addition, the cold wind blew, and he could not use his spiritual power. He was so cold that his whole body was numb. Then his hands slipped and fell from the air again.
This time, Da Wuhui did not dare to use spiritual power. At least Da Wuhui felt that it would be better to use spiritual power when it was about to land. Listening to the howling sound formed by the whereabouts in his ears, Da Wuhui couldn't help but smile bitterly.
This cliff of light is indeed not something that ordinary people can climb up.
When Da Wuhui was about to land, just as he was about to use his spiritual power, he saw Saint He Bo coming to him and hugging him tightly. With a loud bang, Saint He Bo vomited blood for the sake of
She used her spiritual power to catch Da Wuhui without being hurt.
Da Wuhui stood up, looked at Saint He Bo with complicated eyes and said, "Are you okay?"
The leftover woman of He Bo shook her head and said, "It doesn't matter, you just need to climb to the top of the mountain."
"Yeah!" Da Wuhui nodded heavily and began to climb the mountain again. At this time, Da Wuhui felt more and more how cruel he was at the foot of the Lingji Sect.
As he climbed up little by little, Da Wuhui became colder and colder, his fingers were numb, and his whole body seemed to be so numb that he could not move at all.
However, Da Wuhui bit his lips and insisted on climbing upwards. This time, Da Wuhui almost climbed to one-seventh of the Guangming Cliff. However, he still didn't climb up in the end.
My hands, feet and whole body are already numb and have no intuition.
With a loud bang, the stone that Da Wuhui was holding fell off directly, and he fell from the air. This time, he was caught by the Saint He Bo, the difference was that Saint He Bo vomited a mouthful of blood.
After saint He Bo wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, he looked at Da Wuhui and said, "I shouldn't leave you a way out."
After talking about me, Saint He Bo no longer paid attention to Da Wuhui, turned around and walked to the cliff of light and started climbing the mountain! When Da Wuhui saw Saint He Bo climbing the mountain, he was stunned.
He didn't expect that the Saint He Bo was so powerful, and the mountain climbing was done in one go without leaving any trace. The Saint He Bo, in Da Wuhui's surprised gaze, came to the top of the cliff, and gave Da Da a surprise.
No regrets, a hope.
Da Wuhui looked at Saint He Bo blankly, and she actually did it.
"No way out." Da Wuhui looked behind the empty and looked at the cliff of Guangming. He suddenly realized that it was the Saint He Bo who made him face the cliff of Guangming himself.
If you climb up, you will live! If you can’t climb up, you will die!
Da Wuhui smiled bitterly, walked to the cliff of light, and began to climb along the path that Saint Hebo had walked.