Under one person, five blessings come to the door

Chapter 203 The human body situation was ruthlessly broken, and body entanglement and pain followed one after another.

Rong Jinlong managed to stabilize his mind, when he heard a gust of wind coming from the left, the speed was extremely fast, Rong Jinlong had no time to think about it, and raised his hand to block it, but suddenly realized something was wrong, resisting the pain all over his body, and using his heel Turn, turn with power, and throw a punch to the right.

Qiao Mingguang's figure was sent flying far away by the blow, and he fell to the ground, dusty and embarrassed.

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"It's really you, Lord Rong," Qiao Mingguang slowly got up from the ground, patted the loose dirt on his body, and pressed his dislocated arm upwards, with a toothache sound, The dislocated arm was connected, "In this situation, you can still react, your Hong Fist is almost reaching the realm of transformation!"

"It's almost hot, but it's more than enough to deal with you kid," Rong Jinlong took a deep breath, his voice trembling.

He suddenly felt extremely itchy again, and stretched out his hand to scratch unconsciously, but no matter how hard he tried, the uncomfortable feeling kept haunting him until the scratched place became bloody, and he didn't let it go. Come on.

"Hahaha, feel it! I specially set up the game for you!" Qiao Mingguang laughed loudly, his words were full of complacency, "In terms of fighting, I am not your old opponent, you are a famous double Bonus red stick, sit all the way to the middle hall uncle! Put it in the brothel, it is called the top card! Who doesn't know your old reputation?"

"But in this world, yin and yang can be switched, and black and white can be reversed. Strong is weak, and weak is strong. No matter how strong you are, you must have weaknesses. Even your strength itself may be a kind of weakness!" Qiao Mingguang smiled and said, "You have always been bewitched by me, and your five senses have been dulled. Now the surrounding area is full of smoke from burning tobacco. In addition to the feng shui flow of my layout, you never feel that your body temperature is constantly changing." Is it descending?"

"You are already old, and you smoke and experience wind, so I will gather these together. You will naturally suffer from gout and arthritis," Qiao Mingguang continued, "This is not exclusive to lowering your head. It is a witchcraft concept, I am destroying the bureau in your body, once the balance of the bureau is broken, people will naturally suffer from disasters."

"The layout is about conforming to Fengshui, balancing the five elements, and using the method of Yi to make it consistent, but it is much easier to break the game. It is like blowing up a balloon. When you are the strongest, you are the weakest. You only need to be at a certain point. With a slight stimulation, you will be exploded by yourself. I just want to stack all the unfavorable factors on that point. No matter how strong you are, you are a human body after all. How can you not be afraid of illness? reason?"

The more Qiao Mingguang talked, the more excited he became, and he almost couldn't help dancing.

"In the same way, you should have many other symptoms now, itching, most likely diabetes, weakness, shortness of breath, or asthma, because your balloon was blown up by me, and your body's balance was broken Now, when yin and yang collide and the five elements are reversed, it is not surprising to have any symptoms. People are such fragile things. Maybe one day the brain will have a convulsion. If a signal is wrong, people will die. No matter how great a person is, they will die In history."

"I was in awe of you and admired you before, then I followed you and worshiped you, and later I feared you and hated you, but now, I can finally look up at you from a certain height, how fragile your body is, how powerful you are For a short time, the fun of destroying you with my own hands makes me want to sing a song!" Qiao Mingguang shouted up to the sky.

"Because I am not the same anymore. I accepted the gifts of the undead people. I connected myself with them. Even if I die, I will stand up again on the underworld. I can’t remember, but after all, I left my own mark on this world. I joined the Tao, and I became eternal. I am no different from those gods, immortals, and Buddhas in history. What about you? Lord, you will only enter alone, the reincarnation that does not know whether it exists, death is like a lamp going out, qi turns into wind and flesh turns into mud, and you can't escape the ending of the loess, how sad it is!"

Qiao Mingguang said the emotional part, two lines of hot tears flowed down his cheeks, he looked at Rong Jinlong tremblingly, and stretched out his hand towards him, as if inviting him.

"So, Lord Rong, come and become one with me, become my support, and go on with me, then you are walking on the eternal road, that is the right way! It is the right way! It is the right way! Hahahahaha! Lord Rong, Lord Rong! Please, come on!"

"..." Rong Jinlong's expression returned to calm. Relying on the strong willpower honed over the years, he forcibly suppressed the pain in his body, and a mocking look suddenly appeared on his face, "Ah Guang, what did you say? Too much, I don’t know how to refute you, you know, I didn’t go to school, I started to collect debts on the street with a knife when I was nine years old, I don’t think I’m a good person, but I have never treated you I have never been biased, so I can only tell you honestly, my answer is only four simple words."

"What?" Qiao Mingguang hurriedly asked.

"Fuck you!" Rong Jinlong suddenly yelled, his figure disappeared in place, and he rushed towards Qiao Mingguang's position with his hands in a posture. Because of the pain, his face became distorted and violently Blue veins, but his movements did not have the slightest bias.

Rong Jinlong punched Qiao Mingguang in the face. Qiao Mingguang didn't dodge or dodge. He was punched hard, a row of teeth were punched out, the whole face became distorted, and the whole person was like a broken sack Flew back and hit the wall.

"Hahahahaha..." Qiao Mingguang let out a laugh that was worse than crying, and he just sat there, looking at Rong Jinlong, without any movement.

Rong Jinlong only felt dizzy at the top of his head, and he suddenly felt that his eyes were dark, and the sky was dark for a while, and the joints all over his body were still excruciatingly painful, but it didn't make him feel awake at all.

He kept sinking like a dream, and was about to fall into the quagmire.

His heart also twitched for a while, and began to beat fast and slow, and he didn't know if it was his illusion.

Rong Jinlong fell to the ground violently. He tried to stand up, and went to make another punch. With Qiao Mingguang's current physical fitness, he would definitely not be able to withstand his next punch.

But unfortunately, he couldn't do it. He is a good man, not afraid of death, but he couldn't bear the pain. He insisted not to close his eyes, because he knew that once his eyes were closed, he might die again. I can't open it either.

But the darkness gradually enveloped him, seemingly boundless, and he suddenly became frightened, like the child who left home for the first time at the age of nine. The blood that brought him down, he is old, he is dying.

The next moment, Rong Jinlong suddenly saw a little light in the boundless darkness, warm and peaceful, and he could feel his body again suddenly.

Rong Jinlong slowly opened his eyes, and what caught his eyes was Li Chengzhen's warm smile, and the surroundings were not the dark and cramped alley, but an open space under the blue sky.

"Master Rong, I'm late."

(End of this chapter)