Chapter 113 The Unbearable Heavy Life

Based on a certain law of cause and effect that I firmly believe in deep down, Ning Que did not believe that he would die, but the injury he suffered today was too severe, and the invisible spear on his chest had exceeded his cognition range, so In the sixteenth year of coming to this world, he finally had to start formally thinking about the issue of death.

He woke up, then opened his eyes hard as soon as possible, raised his head with the last force to look around, wanting to see if he had come to the underworld and whether the world really existed in the underworld.

A very white and round face appeared in the air that was extremely close to him. The eyes on the round face narrowed into two small dots, and there were doubtful and curious gazes in the small dots, staring at him.

Because this big face is round, white, smooth and tender, like the long-lost full moon in my hometown, Ning Que, who was invaded by the injury, felt a little confused, but felt very close.

He leaned against the wall, turned his head slightly to look at the big round face nearby, smiled weakly, and said, "The Yasha in the underworld should be very dark, I should not die yet, so, who are you?"

The big round face that was so close at hand did not scare Ning Que. He suddenly opened his eyes, but scared Chen Pipi. Chen Pipi stared at the pale face of the other party, and said, "I want to know who you are."

Ning Que raised his trembling right hand to cover his seemingly normal but actually painful and emptiness. He frowned and looked to the side, confirming that he was still on the second floor of the old book building. The night outside the window was already deep, and the person by the window was The female professor had left at some point, and she couldn't help but wonder why the female professor turned a blind eye to her?

Now except for himself, there is basically no second floor of the old book building for the college student union, let alone late at night. Thinking of the handwriting that was obviously left at night, he was stunned and looked at the dressed college in front of him. The fat boy in summer robe asked hoarsely, "Damn Pipi?"

Chen Pipi's eyes widened a little wider. Of course, no matter how big it is, it is just a process of turning from mung beans to green beans and then turning into soybeans. He glared at Ning Que and said incredibly: "Are you Ning Que?"

"It's right up." Ning Que stared at his round face, and a strong shocking flame suddenly appeared in his eyes. He said hoarsely: "If you don't want to see me die, just think about it quickly Save me!"

Chen Pipi didn't ask why I wanted me to save you. Although the two of them had never met these days, they already knew each other's temperament very well. What's more, idiots scold each other, claim to be above, and have mocked each other so many times, how could they watch each other die without reaching out?

Two fingers were placed between Ning Que's wrists on his legs. Chen Pipi was silent for a moment, then suddenly raised her eyebrows, raised her head and stared at Ning Que's eyes incredibly, and said, "You have been hurt so much." Why haven't you died yet? "

"It doesn't mean you won't die. I'm almost dead. How much nonsense do you have to say, you idiot?"

"You idiot, why don't you go to Chang'an City for treatment after you have suffered such severe injuries? Why are you here to save me and treat me?"

"Why not? Didn't you say you are a genius?"

"What is the relationship between genius and medical skills?"

"The first question you asked was a prescription."

"The prescription cannot be cured. You should have died now. No matter how exquisite the secret recipe is, it cannot cure you."

Ning Que's spirit was extremely weak, his eyes dissipated slightly, and he looked at the guy in front of him and said, "I have been lying here for a whole day, but no one in the academy paid attention to me, even though he looked so gentle and lovely on weekdays. The female professors have thrown me here so ruthlessly, you can't leave me alone."

Chen Pipi lowered her head and saw the bowl of clear water and two steamed buns beside him, saying, "Senior sister is quiet and peaceful. She lives in the hut on the back mountain. She has always been taciturn. She shouldn't leave you alone..."

"No need to explain anything, of course the academy should refuse indifference and warm you and me."

Ning Que raised his head tiredly, looked at Chen Pipi under the dim starlight, and after a moment of silence, he pulled the corner of his lips and laughed at himself, saying, "Anyway, I'll give this life... to you."

After saying this, his eyes drooped slightly, his shoulders loosened, and he fell into a coma cleanly.

Chen Pipi opened her mouth wide and looked at the guy who was unconscious in the corner of the wall, with an incredible face.

"What's this? I'll faint without saying a word. You're bullying me and you must save you, right? You're cheating! How can you do things like you?"

He muttered annoyedly, while squatting down with difficulty, and finally sat on the floor with his butt, relaxed his right hand, and five fat and round fingers hit Ning Que's chest dozens of times like lightning.

Before, Caocao looked at the pulse and he knew that Ning Que had suffered a serious injury, and his injury was between the Qihai and Snow Mountains. For ordinary people and even ordinary practitioners, this injury is indeed fatal, but just like Ning As hopeless as a peerless genius cultivated by Xiling and the academy, although Chen Pipi doesn't look like a peerless genius, he is really a peerless genius.

The primary temperament of genius is self-confidence, and the pride extended from self-confidence is a different matter.

Chen Pipi's confidence is all-round. Since Ning Que was not dead at this time, he firmly believed that as long as he took action, Ning Que would not have any problems. Is the fatal injuries in Qihai and Snow Mountain terrible? This genius uses the world's stream divine fingers, and uses the academy to easily pick up the pure energy of heaven and earth. It only takes every second to lift you up.

Alas? Chen Pipi suddenly screamed strangely, her fingers retracted as if touching the charcoal. Her eyes fell on Ning Que's chest that could not see anything strange. Her eyebrows were frowned as if they were about to be folded into several sections, and her expression became unprecedentedly solemn.

"It's so weird, so weird, so weird, how is this possible..."

Her thick lips moved slightly, and Chen Pipi stared at Ning Que's chest and kept muttering to herself. She didn't know what he had discovered, and her voice became more and more trembling and less confident.

"With a sharp sword intent, it penetrates your body with wood, breaking your internal organs and flesh. It should be a practitioner who hurts you, but that practitioner is at most just a mere cave realm, staying in your flesh and blood. How can the sword intent resist the world's Xizhi finger of this genius? Why is the gentleman who is taught by the teacher to be useless? "

"This sword intent is indeed fierce, it is the desperate attack that the practitioner has killed. Ning Que, a poor guy who cannot practice, actually forced a swordsman to such a position. It is indeed worthy of pride, but... ...If I can't cure you, what will I take in front of you in the future? "

"No! Where did the cold and cold breath that lingers between your chest and abdomen come from? How did it touch my heart? No! Why is there such a burning aura! Where did this destructive meaning come from!"

Chen Pipi was shocked and fell on the floor. Looking at Ning Que, who was unconscious by the wall, thinking to himself, what happened to you, why did such a strange and terrifying phenomenon appear in your body?

He gradually shrank the shock on his face, put his hands on his knees, slowly closed his eyes, and began to think about the situation he had discovered before. He occasionally raised his round hands and gently drew a few unknown words in the air in front of him. The handprint of meaning, continue to check the movements and stills in Ning Que's body carefully.

I don't know how long it took, but Chen Pipi opened her eyes and looked at Ning Que. The emotions in her eyes could no longer be calm, only endless confusion and confusion.

According to his judgment, there should be a strong and powerful force, through the passage that the practitioner broke through with the sword intent in Ning Que's chest, directly invaded Ning Que's body, instantly destroying the whole body. The stupid snow mountain with no clues. Logically speaking, the snow mountain below the Qihai Sea was directly destroyed, and Ning Que should have died immediately, but for some reason, another absolutely yin and cold breath entered the guy's body, while the snow mountain collapsed and melted. Another snow-capped mountain has been condensed again!

It must be admitted that in the world of cultivation, Chen Pipi is indeed a peerless genius who is rare in a century. He did not witness the battle of Xiaozhu by the lake with his own eyes, did not see the raised wing on the Suzaku Street, or did not see the sky. The invisible spear thrown by the cast did not see the big black umbrella swaying gently like a lotus flower. He did not make excuses like the national teacher Li Qingshan. He just used the injuries in Ning Que's body to reason about the difference in the situation at that time.

But... knowing how the injuries in Ning Que's body are formed does not mean that this kind of injury can be cured.

"The snow mountain in the body has not died on the spot after it was destroyed. A snow mountain has condensed in an instant. What a mysterious and lofty method... I'm afraid the great magic technique in the temple is just like this. Haotian Glory opened up the mortals, and probably took this path of destruction and rebirth."

Chen Pipi looked at Ning Que in a daze and murmured in a trembling voice: "But I didn't feel a trace of the radiance of the brilliance in this guy's body, and how could those great priests in Xiling come to Chang'an City? Even if they suddenly If you become an idiot, how can you spend half your life practicing to enlighten you?"

"If it weren't for the great magical art, who was moving his hands and feet in your body? Are they from the Hang Kong Temple? No, those bald monks only know how to recite scriptures and Zen, but there is no such means of presenting the world, those stupid guys in the Demon Sect Even more impossible, the master in Guanshi...he could not do it either. Such a magical method...I don't know if the master can do it, but the teacher is taking his senior brother to travel to the country, and it doesn't make sense to come back at this time."

"What the hell is going on?" Chen Pipi was puzzled and scratched her head in pain. Her black hair kept waving between her fat and round fingers, like a tired old cow plowing the black of Yan State in pain. land.

Chen Pipi knew very well that the snow-capped mountains in Ning Que's body were destroyed and reshaped, which seemed to have a great opportunity, but without the protection of the Haotian Divine Light, this extremely rough destructive rebirth is basically equivalent to death. Ning Que's chest and abdomen are extremely unstable and may collapse at any time. The aura at that place is even weaker and almost empty, and the vitality is empty. If this guy wants to survive, unless someone injects it again with mysterious means. vitality.

Where can we find vitality in the empty dark night when the world is balanced? Unless the rumored strange flowers and fruits on foreign islands that have been nourished by vitality for thousands of years can be found at this time, the dying Ning Que can have a glimmer of hope.

But where can we find those strange flowers and fruits that are nourished and ripe by the vitality of heaven and earth? There is no in the academy, there is no Chang'an City, and the entire Tang Empire is unable to do so, nor does he Chen Pipi.

Chen Pipi looked at Ning Que in a coma and looked at it for a long time. Then she lowered her head and took out a crystal clear small porcelain bottle made of unknown material from her arms. Her face showed a painful and hesitant look. Her arm holding the small porcelain bottle turned into It was trembling, as if the small porcelain bottle was as heavy as a peach mountain.