Yuanshin: The way to become stronger is to hurt yourself

As for Jin Peng, he will be where Feng Ling is, and by the way, he has to watch Feng Ling, don't save someone, save someone else and pick up the wounded, he can do such a thing.

The war between Liyue and the Stratorock Abyss is still going on, protracted.

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Chapter 150 The Weak Beginning

"Brother Feng Ling!"

The young man's voice was filled with joy and eagerness, and he was rushing towards Feng Ling's tent with a bowl in his hand.

At this moment, Feng Ling was discussing the next layout with Fu She in her tent.

"Tianqiu Valley and Lingju Pass need to arrange some soldiers. After all, the other party has the Demon God of Dreams. It cannot be ruled out that there will be a sudden attack on Qingxupu. Xumi's side doesn't care..."

After Feng Ling finished all the arrangements, he just heard Jin Peng's shout, and then saw the dark-green-haired boy lift the curtain, showing a smiling face.

"Let's arrange it like this, Fushe, we'll discuss it next time."

Feng Ling nodded to Fu She, and then turned to look at Jin Peng who had already walked beside him. Fu She's eyes flicked between the two of them once or twice, and an inexplicable feeling emerged in his heart.

In the end, he was glared at by Feng Ling before he walked out resentfully.

"Brother Feng Ling, how about the almond tofu I made?"

"Um……"

Jin Peng's heart and eyes were filled with "seek praise, please praise". Feng Ling looked at this almond tofu that looked good, tried to take a sip with a spoon, and then trembled slightly.

so sweet...

"That thing, it's pretty good. I think next time you do it, don't just make it for me. The guy here should like it too."

Feng Ling, who was so sweet that his voice was choked up, didn't show it, but in a slow tone, he signaled to bring them along next time.

However, Jin Peng shook his head, and responded very seriously: "I will only cook this delicacy for Brother Feng Ling! No one else will have a share!"

"Cough...cough cough..."

I always feel a little sweeter in my throat, is it an illusion?Or psychological hints...

"cough!"

Wait, as if it wasn't an illusion, Feng Ling was surprised to feel his hot chest, and the sweetness of blood mixed with the sweetness of almond tofu in his throat.

"Puff... Cough cough! Cough..."

A big mouthful of blood was spat directly on the pen and ink on the table next to Feng Ling, deliberately avoiding Jin Peng, but Feng Ling's sudden coughing up blood scared Jin Peng so much that he couldn't even hold the bowl firmly.

"Bang Dang" fell to the ground.

"Brother Feng Ling, you...?!"

"It's nothing, it's nothing...the injury hasn't healed yet."

Feng Ling stared at the wound on her arm. Although the bleeding was no longer there, it seemed that the toxin or something had penetrated deep into her body.

Jin Peng was at a loss, but Feng Ling gently raised his hand to wipe the blood from his mouth, thinking about how he could get his body back on track.

"Master Fengling, Master Zhongli has something to ask...Master Fengling?!"

Yin Yi's voice came from outside the tent, and this voice became panicked after he saw the blood on the table.

"Master Feng Ling, let me take you to find Master Zhongli!"

"Actually, it's not necessary..."

"No! You have to...someone has to help!"

"Uh... hey, little golden bird! Jinpeng, you..."

After seeing this situation, Yin Yi, who came suddenly, dragged Feng Ling to find Zhongli in a hurry. The fledgling Jinpeng didn't react at all, and when everyone was gone, he squatted down to collect the debris.

"If you encounter something you can't solve, you should go to Mr. Zhongli, I understand..."

……

"Yin Yi Yin Yi! Don't go so fast, I can't follow... Wow!"

Feng Ling originally wanted Yin Yi to walk slowly, but instead of slowing down, he turned around and hugged Feng Ling horizontally, and ran towards Zhong Li with his long legs.

"Master Feng Ling, I am very worried about you..."

"You...puchi, why do you feel that after you became sister Gui Mo's dependent, your character has become more confident?"

When Yin Yi hugged Feng Ling and ran near Zhongli's camp, he slowly slowed down, his eyes were covered by a little bit of long black hair, and he couldn't see clearly.

"Because I am one step closer to you after pursuing Master Feng Ling."

"..."

After sending the people there, Yin Yi also left Zhongli's camp in a timely manner.

Zhong Li was meditating at the moment, but after learning about Feng Ling's situation, his originally peaceful heart became confused for a while.

While waving his hands, golden light poured into Feng Ling's body, inspecting Feng Ling's whole body, and finally found black particles hidden in every corner of his body, eroding his physical fitness.

"...Sure enough, it's something like a toxin, and it seems to be specific. It only targets you. If you want to develop such a poison, the other party must have obtained something unique to you, such as blood..."

Just as Zhong Li made his first guess, he and Feng Ling were both stunned.

That being the case, the most likely existence is...

"It's really abominable. Is it Clariel's remnant? His descendant? Or... his remnant soul at all?"

Feng Ling felt that his frown was enough to pinch a mosquito to death. According to current speculation, the most likely one was a guy who should have died a thousand years ago.

And the black crow-billed demon god hovering around the palace is also very familiar to be honest.

"Whatever it is, we can't fight them anymore, not just for you, but for Stratum."

Zhongli made this decision in a very short time, and now it is No. 14 days after Feng Ling went to investigate the situation of the strata.

"Silver Memory."

"I'm here!"

As soon as Zhong Li opened his mouth, Yin Yi outside responded.

"Notify all departments of the army to take advantage of the darkness tonight to make a surprise attack!"

"Yes!"

……

You have to take your time in everything, but a sharp knife can also cut through messes. The big battle between Liyue and Layer Rock started with Zhongli's order.

And perhaps aware of the information, the Sumeru army entrenched on the opposite side of the stratum rock also formally marched towards the stratum rock abyss under the leadership of Sidi.

The ground was mighty, filled with the footsteps and roars of soldiers, Yin Yi was still at the forefront as the general of the Qianyan Army, and his battles were no longer limited to spears.

In the posture of his family members, he opened the silver wings that appeared behind him and flew in the sky. At the same time, a strong wind blew through the monsters, echoing the dust of the end.

When the war started, Jin Peng was in the Tianqiu Valley not far from spreading his wings. He wanted to participate in the battle, but he was too young now, and if he went, he would just deliver food.

The leaves in the forest at night were rustling, desolate and quiet, inexplicably making people feel a little scared, tonight the moon was dark and the wind was high, the sound of fighting in the distant battlefield could be heard endlessly, Zhongli's emerald gold power was quite conspicuous.

"...Where is Brother Feng Ling now?"

Thinking of this, Jin Peng turned around and wanted to go back to find Feng Ling, but after turning around, he saw an unexpected existence.

"you…?!"

"Oh? It's the little luotou who was with the Demon God of Symbiosis back then. Why are you here alone?"

A female figure slowly appeared from the void. The outline of the facial features could not be seen clearly, and the purple light was scattered all over her body. This was Gu Xin, the demon god of dreams.

"..."

Without hesitation, Jin Peng turned around and ran away, but his waist and abdomen were tightly entangled by Gu Xin's silk thread, and he couldn't break free.

"Do you want to take me away, or just kill me?"

Jin Peng asked in a cold voice, but he was slapped by a transparent silk thread, and a red mark appeared on his fair and handsome face.

"Ugh!"

"Who gave you the right to question me like this?"

Gu Xin's voice was mixed with Nong Nong's hatred, and the silk thread binding Jin Peng became even tighter, even making him almost unable to breathe.

But just when he was in despair, seven or eight blue water thorns burst out from the surrounding ground, piercing towards Gu Xin, but Gu Xin dodged it.

"Brother Feng Ling?!"

"Give me... let him go!"

Behind Gu Xin, Feng Ling, who was dressed in a divine attire, had a black face, gritted her teeth, and stared at Gu Xin's face and Jin Peng in her hand.

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Chapter 150 A Dream

(Ahem, let me tell you, upon request, 2v1 has been upgraded to nv1 (???) Dijun also wants to come together! There is also the man with Dao’s wife, I won’t say who it is???, but I will try to let him They each played alone, the Shura field can't grasp it)

The tide is pouring down on the earth like moonlight falling continuously, the ground of Tianqiu Valley has been covered by water, and the dark clouds in the sky have quietly dissipated at this moment, and the silver flakes are reflected by the water surface, illuminating the two people who are fighting each other in the sky at this moment. god.

"Give me back the golden bird in your hand!"

Feng Ling floated above the sky, with the moonlight as the background, the tentacles under her body were scattered like ghosts and ghosts, sketching one illusion after another very quickly in the air, trying to make Gu Xin indulge in it.

Bloodstains kept appearing on his body, and the combination of white and red gave Feng Ling a strange feeling, and Gu Xin, who had been defeated by him, had sneaked into hiding.

The contest between the two demon gods who are in charge of the environment and dreams is not fighting each other, it is full of invisible and silent murderous intent.

"Well…"

Feng Ling fell into the illusion he wove for the two gods. Due to the influence of Gu Xin, he didn't know what he would encounter, but even if it was an illusion, the breath was still there.

"Little golden bird... give me a response if you can hear it!"

There was no response, and Feng Ling's voice echoed in the void for a long time.

His arms and legs were trembling, and the influence of his inability to heal his wounds greatly reduced his combat effectiveness.

"Vasago..."

"?!"

A person's voice suddenly appeared behind him, Feng Ling's eyes turned slightly, and he turned around slowly. When he saw this person in front of him, he lost his mind for a moment.

"It's a dream, it's a dream..."

"Xiao Ke? What are you doing, father told us to..."

"Shut up! Guxin, your despicableness is beyond my expectation."

The "A Ling" in front of him was yelled by Feng Ling, and at the same time, he inflicted another severe wound on his arm. The power of the illusion collided with the surrounding space, and the environment returned to reality. Moonlight Forest.

"Uh... cough, cough cough... what... cough..."

At this time, Feng Ling suddenly felt that there seemed to be some foreign objects in his mouth and throat, which blocked his breathing and caused great pain.

Feng Ling bent over and coughed fiercely, but only spat out a stone from his mouth, mixed with blood, and his mouth was extremely painful at the moment.

...Punishment for eating rocks? !

Feng Ling recalled the contract that Zhongli signed with him before...

It's just worse...

There was no sound around, whether it was Jin Peng or Gu Xin, Feng Ling knew that Gu Xin was also struggling in the illusion he created, and Jin Peng must have been hidden by her.

Feng Ling's voice was already hoarse, but he still shouted with all his might.

"Jin Peng! Respond to me!"

"..."

From the nearby bushes, there were some rustling sounds, Feng Ling heard it keenly, and walked over there cautiously

Pushing aside the bushes, he saw Jinpeng tightly bound by silk thread. It was strange that he didn't struggle or try to escape.

"!"

Without further ado, Feng Ling directly cut off the silk thread for Jin Peng, but when he was about to walk over to help him up, the dangerous aura coming from behind made him startled.