Bai Yueguang, he closed the crematorium [Quick Transmigration]

"Sink too sink, wake up wake up!"

In a daze, he seemed to hear someone calling himself, Shen Guo frowned, and didn't want to pay attention, only felt that his whole body seemed to be very cold.

"Shen Guo! Do you want to die here? Wake up!"

The voice came directly from the brain, and after sinking, he opened his eyes in shock, Ah Xing's voice.

Generally speaking, Ah Xing rarely calls himself when he is sleeping. Strictly speaking, Ah Xing seldom comes out to be active except at critical times.

"Is something wrong?" This was Shen Guo's first reaction, but after he regained consciousness, he immediately felt that something was wrong.

A severe headache came slowly from the back of the neck, the surrounding air was heavy and bitingly cold, his body was already so stiff that his hands and feet were numb, but what was even more frightening was that he couldn't move at all!

To be precise, the hands, feet, legs and arms are tightly bound, making it difficult to break free!

With a sudden struggle, the rope of unknown material was tightly caught in the wrist, not to mention the pain, and it became tighter and tighter.

In an instant, Shen Guo stopped making any major movements, and when he collected himself, he found himself in an extremely dark room, not a wing of the palace, nor a place in the prime minister's mansion.

This is a strange room, with no warmth at all, only a broken window on a high place, which is "framed" by the cold wind.

He was thrown on the ground in a corner. After his vision gradually adapted, he could see dust and dirt everywhere in the room. The dark dirt was like blood that had not been cleaned and dried up, cobwebs were dark cloth, and his nasal cavity was filled with a stale and corrupt smell.

Where is this again?

Shen Guo fumbled to move his body, and slowly sat down against the wall to give his body a support point, but the rope seemed to be a little tighter, he frowned, knowing that he was in a dangerous situation now.

After chatting with Xiao Ping in the morning, Shen Guo started his first formal practice under the guidance of A Xing. He felt the vigor and sweetness brought by the wood spirit root in his body, and also learned Learned how to operate spiritual power correctly.

Under such a wonderful feeling, I unconsciously entered the first meditation, and then...

Then he seemed to lose consciousness.

"Finally woke up." Ah Xing breathed a sigh of relief, "I was careless too. You were drugged when you fell into samadhi, and you were beaten on the back of the neck and tied up here."

Shen Guo was puzzled: "Who did I offend...Rong Feng?!"

Ah Xing: "It's his fault, you put him to sleep, and you don't allow others to take revenge?"

Shen Guo: "...Are you speaking for him? Can you look at me as a victim?"

Ah Xing: "Ah, I definitely didn't speak for him. Think about it, is there any way to prevent him from killing you?"

Shen Guo thought for a while: "When I think about it, Rong Feng might not necessarily kill me, otherwise why didn't he do it while I was unconscious? The possibility of him threatening Hua Qiyan with me would be higher, right?"

"Idiot, if Rong blocked you, Hua Qiyan would lose hope, wouldn't he be better?" A Xing's white cloud moved back and forth, "Hurry up and think of a way!"

Shen Guo was speechless: "Why are you so sure that he will kill me?"

Ah Xing: "You have to respect my professionalism. First use your spiritual power to see if you can break free from the rope?"

Shen Guo: "I've been trying, but I just started to use my spiritual power. I'm afraid this rope is made of beef tendon. I won't be able to untangle it for a while, so I can only try it slowly."

His wood-type spiritual power fluctuated in the body with a faint smoky blue color, and it slowly moved under Shen Guo's control. The meridians where it passed were comfortable, bringing a slight warmth, and soothing the frozen blood of the body.

Wood-type spiritual power is best cultivated, and it is very compatible with the human body. As long as you are in a place with lush vegetation, you can improve your cultivation much faster than other spiritual roots.

But, at the same time, it is also the kind of spiritual power with the weakest lethality...

According to what A Xing said, most of them can only be used to purify elixirs and practice some healing and auxiliary spells.

But these techniques are slow to practice, and their effects are useless. Although the healing technique can be used to revive human flesh and bones, it requires the cultivator to reach the realm of Ninth-Rank Crossing Immortal before he can use it.

People like Shen Guo who have a sense of qi and haven't even reached the first level of qi refining can at most heal small wounds, but also have their whole body's spiritual power drained.

And the cultivation of each rank still needs thousands of years and a lot of pill resources.

Shen Guo became more and more speechless about his awakened wood-type spiritual roots after he understood more about cultivation.

Is this what A Xing said about the qualifications of the man chosen by heaven, the man destined to complete the task?

He had deep doubts in his heart.

The smoky blue spiritual power came out of the palm, and it launched a violent impact on the rope tied around the wrist.

The tendon rope only moved slightly, and it tightened even more.

He was very angry, but he could only grit his teeth and try a little bit. Even if he bet that Rong Feng would not kill him easily, he was also worried about his future fate.

If it falls into the hands of that uncertain "rival in love", I'm afraid it will not end well.

Suddenly there was a crackling sound of unlocking the door, and after a moment of silence, he immediately lay down in the original position, closed his eyes to adjust his breathing, and pretended to be still in a coma.

With his tightly bound hands facing away from the wall, Lingli continued to grind the rope calmly.

"Squeak-"

It seemed that the door was pushed open, and the soft boots stepped on the sundries, making a small but dull sound, but then there was only a trace of cold wind slowly approaching Shen Guo with a strange fragrance.

It is said that the better the lightness kung fu, the quieter it is when walking, and only when Shen Guo opened up his five senses can he hear light footsteps. This kind of lightness kung fu is probably at its peak.

The closer the fragrance is, the more anxious Shen Guo is, this spiritual power is really hard to use, if there is a knife, I am afraid it will be faster.

knife?It is said that monks in the Qi refining period can control spiritual power to be used in various forms. The so-called flying flowers pick leaves and condense water into ice.

"You are not capable enough now, if you can't do it, think of other ways?" Ah Xing's voice came.

Shen Guo didn't answer, just started to try slowly.

Why didn't he want to have other ways, but——

His chin was firmly pinched by the cold hand, he was forced to look up, his neck had to be raised with difficulty, and his body was restrained again. This posture made him pretend to sleep and immediately failed, and let out a muffled sound.

"Yo, Elder Brother Shizi is awake?" A demonic voice sounded above his head, Shen Guo slowly opened his eyes, and saw Rong Feng's face that seemed to be smiling but not smiling. , but those eyes were as cold as a poisonous snake, and he looked at himself as if he was looking at a dead thing.

He said weakly: "What do you want to do?"

Rong Feng turned his eyes slightly, and slowly stroked his eyelids with his fingers, and he was about to touch his sunken eyes: "Guess, if you guess right, I'll make your death more comfortable."

Shen Guo subconsciously closed his eyes, his cold fingertips touched his pupils and stopped, like a light butterfly with a touch of tenderness, but his heart was beating so hard that it was about to explode, he knew that as long as his next sentence didn't fit his mind , this person can gouge out his own eyes with a little force!

His neck began to stiffen due to tension, and the strange smell was still spreading from the tip of his nose, but the whole touch was only the fingertips above his eyes.

This time it's over, Rong Feng tied himself here, it's not as simple as wanting to kill someone, first the eyes, then where?He wanted to make his own life worse than death!

An uncontrollable anger rose up, and he suppressed it, now is not the time to be angry, he still doesn't have the ability to confront Rong Feng head-on!

Feeling a chuckle, the strength of the fingertips gradually increased, and the sunken eyes were painfully pressed, and finally opened his mouth: "You killed me today, all the people in the Anle Palace, and the 30 troops of the Tiger Roaring Camp, need to spend Qi Yan to come!" Be buried with me!"

"You're threatening me." Rong Feng's voice was lazy, but his fingertips were slightly loose, "You don't even know where this is, and no one else knows where you will die."

The pressure on the eyes dropped sharply, but Shen Guo still didn't dare to open them, and the palms tied behind his back tried hard to gather the spiritual power into a line, which suddenly became much sharper.

His slightly trembling body seemed to be extremely frightened, and he cut the rope along the way: "Vice General Xiao who was returning to Suchuan quickly brought my autographed letter. If something happens to me, my father and the others must know that it was Hua Qiyan who did it. After all If you want to see a person, you want to see a dead body, right? Even if I disappear, your elder brother Yan will not be able to escape this accountability, who do you think he will suspect?"

"Do you think I care?" Rong Feng's voice cooled down, his fingers moved away from his cheeks, and he took out a dagger inlaid with rubies from his waist, "He didn't want me anymore, I just wanted to cut you into pieces I want to give it to him, let him see the internal organs of his beloved, I want to see him suffer, see him suffer, and let him know that only being with me is the only way to be happy."

"He only wants to kill you, so you don't care?" Cursing the lunatic in his heart, Shen Guo looked at him indifferently, "What do you want, Rong Feng? If you want his heart, why not Just dig it out and take it home, what are you doing to me?"

"His heart..." Rong Feng laughed in a low voice, his voice was as bright as a bell, "Haha, his heart? It's here with you. Since you said so, I'll take it to see Let's see."

He lifted the knife with his hand and stabbed down mercilessly at the place where his chest had sunk. When the tip of the knife pierced a point, his wrist was suddenly held. A trace of fierceness flashed across Rong Feng's eyes. The dagger was pressed down on Shen Guo's heart.

Blood snaked out, dyed the skirt of the clothes red, and painted magnificent scarlet flowers. The blood was wrapped around the strange fragrance, and the smell became even more strange.

The point of the knife pierced into the flesh for three points, and Shen Guo spent almost all of his spiritual power trying to stop Rong Feng's hand. He had already used half of his spiritual power just now to cut the rope. Feng had an absolute advantage in strength and direction, no matter how he blocked it, it was difficult for him to control the tip of the knife from continuing to go deeper.

After penetrating into the flesh, Shen Guo felt suffocated due to the pain. The loss of blood made his head dizzy, but at the critical moment of life and death, he produced infinite strength, firmly grasped Rong Feng's wrist, and pushed the dagger upwards.

"Shen Guo, hurry up, hit Rong Feng with the seven-character formula!"

Shen Guo immediately realized, that's right, the word "sorrow", how could he forget it!

The author has something to say: Shen Guo: This exercise was originally used to deal with villains!Let me keep your heart open!

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