Subei was originally an outsider disciple of the ancient martial arts sect. Because of his poor talent since childhood, he was not allowed to practice in the inner sect. His grandfather secretly handed over some basic mental skills to him. Later, when he was 15 years old, he was discovered that his grandfather died under the clan rules, but Subei escaped. For ten years, he has been wandering all over the world, in order to complete various tasks, but also to avoid the pursuit of the ancient martial arts sect Kill.

It seems that he is so powerful and mysterious in the outside world, but he is not worth mentioning in the world of guwumen. Today, maybe everything will be different. When he got up from the ruins, he found some different things in the Dantian.

In the past, he could only feel the real Qi flowing like silk thread in his Dantian, but this time there was a round object about the size of a fist in his Dantian, which was continuously emitting the real Qi, nourishing the whole body of Northern Jiangsu, making all the injuries he had suffered from the thin man recover.

When Subei got up, he heard the sound of the police car whistle, which was probably far away, and his hearing seemed to have improved a lot. He turned around and saw that there seemed to be a faint light flashing in the distance. Now it was about early in the morning, and the sky was about to enter a darkest time. North Jiangsu walked towards the shimmering light, only to see a simple porcelain vase lying quietly in the crevice of the ruins.

The whole prison was destroyed by the explosion. It can be seen how powerful the * on Mulang is. However, a small porcelain bottle is intact, which is too unusual. When Subei picked up the porcelain bottle, he only saw the complicated patterns on the surface of the bottle, lifted the cork, and a smell of fragrance came to his nose.

Subei turned it upside down to his palm. A few pale yellow pills, the size of peas, rolled down from the bottle. It was cold in his palm. "Is this the Huixin pill that my grandfather once said?" Subei murmured to himself. Hearing the siren approaching, he quickly put the pill back into the bottle.

Taking a step forward, Northern Jiangsu suddenly lowers its head. In the ruins in front of its feet, there is a round ring, which is covered with mud. Northern Jiangsu leans down to pick up the ring, wipe off the dust, and engraves "my" on it. This is Mulang's ring. Northern Jiangsu suddenly feels sad. This man who has not known for a few days died for himself.

As the siren came nearer, he put the ring in his chest pocket and walked away quickly.

Ye he had a headache recently. After he received the news that the prison had been bombed, he tried to contact them in Northern Jiangsu. However, he only found the unconscious Su Qin at an emergency contact point outside the prison. However, there was no news at all from Mulang and Northern Jiangsu, which seemed to evaporate. As for the sudden explosion of the prison, the government did not give a clear explanation.

In the hospital, ye he looked at Su Qin who was still in a coma and asked the doctor, "Dr. Toma, what's the matter with him and why he still doesn't wake up?"

The doctor frowned, looked at a pile of examination reports, and said: "this little boy, it seems that there is no problem, all the indicators are normal, as for why you still don't wake up, I suggest you go to the Department of encephalopathy to have a look. After all, we can't do a full set of brain tests here."

Ye he smoked the corner of his mouth and said, "Dr. Toma, we are transferred from the Department of encephalopathy."

"Ah, is it?"?? Then go to the Department of psychiatry again! "

Ye he sighed and looked at the boy on the bed. He didn't know what he was thinking.

"Ding Ling Ling..." The ringing of his mobile phone brought back his thoughts. He got up and went out to answer the phone.

In this crevice, a figure with a hat flashed in from the door. He looked at Su Qin on the bed and quickly felt his pulse.

"Who are you?? Let go, or I'll shoot! " Yeh pointed a gun at the man in front of the bed with his back to him.

"Lao ye, it's me." The man put down his hat, but he was missing for several days in Northern Jiangsu.

"Northern Jiangsu..." Ye he exclaimed in surprise, "where have you been these days? I'm so worried."

Subei put his index finger in front of his mouth and motioned Ye he to keep his voice down. He turned and continued to feel Su Qin's pulse.

"Northern Jiangsu, what happened to that prison explosion? Why didn't Mulang come with you?" Ye he asked in a low voice, he really has too many things to understand.

Subei put down Su Qin's hand and took out a porcelain vase from his arms. As soon as he lifted the lid, ye he smelled a refreshing aroma. Subei poured out a pale yellow pill and raised Su Qin's head for him to take.

After taking the pill, Su Qin's face turned pale yellow and red. He suddenly coughed violently, and then coughed up a dark object from his throat. Subei quickly put it in his arms.

Ye he was surprised to see Su Qin who had come to life. He couldn't close his mouth with a smile and said, "my darling, you're awake at last. Xiaobei, what kind of elixir do you have? Give brother ye one, too. "

Subei turned a white eye to ignore Ye he's words, joking that this can save life thing, can you give this goods at will??

When Su Qin woke up, he saw Subei and ye he standing in front of his bed.

"Little white face, where's Mulang?"

Subei's face suddenly darkened.

"Mulang died. It's my fault to die for me!"Ye he's face became pale. It was the man he brought out. He sacrificed himself for the first time.

Subei took out the ring and handed it to Yehe.

"I owe him a life, that is, I owe you a life, and I will pay it back."

Ye he looked at the familiar ring, added some dry lips, shook his head and said: "no, Mulang is destined to have this day since he went on this road. I told him to protect you. This boy is Shicheng."

Northern Jiangsu was silent.

"Little white face, who are those people?? Why is there such a strong internal force fluctuation? " Su Qin's face gradually returned to normal. He asked North Jiangsu.

"They are members of the guwu sect. The mental arts you have practiced before are the basic mental arts spread from the guwu sect, so you can feel the fluctuation of the true Qi. I used to be an outsider of the guwu sect. I was not very gifted since I was a child. People who are not very gifted in the guwu sect are not allowed to practice mental Dharma, but people who don't practice mental Dharma in the guwu sect don't live long. "

"In order to keep me alive, my grandfather secretly taught me to practice mental Dharma since childhood. Later, it was found that my grandfather was executed by the sect rules, and I escaped under the cover of my mother. They've been chasing me everywhere for ten years, so this time I've implicated you and Mulang. "

Northern Jiangsu's eyes are flat, like telling a story that has nothing to do with itself.

"But guwu, don't you know it too?"?? Don't you have the strength to fight back? " Ye he asked.

"My so-called will is just the fur in the fur. I can't even be regarded as a beginner. It's hard to resist the general disciples in the door. What's more, this time it was a middle-level master. If it wasn't for Mulang to lead him to death, I probably wouldn't have survived." North Jiangsu returned with a bitter smile.

"What are you going to do now? Since they have found you, they probably won't stop." Ye he said with a frown.

"So I want to go to country x to hide for a while. Su Qin had better go with me. They can capture your breath. " Subei looked at Su Qin and said.

Su Qin took a deep breath, and then said, "well, I'll hide for a while, and then I'll come back to them to settle the accounts after I get well hurt."

Su Qin, who is in disguise in Northern Jiangsu, first comes to an abandoned car repair factory. After three turns, they arrive at a workshop in Northern Jiangsu. They open the door and go down to the basement. It is a small room with a complete range of goods. It has a single bed and a roll of old kraft paper books at the head of the bed.

As soon as Su Qin entered the door, he fixed his eyes on the volume of kraft paper book. He directly lay on the bed, put out a big character shape, and clearly told Subei that I occupied the bed.

He reached out and fished the book into his arms. Su Qin glanced at it casually, but his eyes stuck on it and couldn't come down.

After the cycle of a big Sunday and a small one, Su Qin felt refreshed.

"Little white face, your book is a good thing. Why are you still in this shabby house at will and not afraid of being stolen?" Su Qin stretches comfortably and opens his mouth to the north of Jiangsu who is meditating on the sofa.

Subei didn't open his eyes, but said faintly: "some things may not be safe with me. What's more, even though I have recited this book backwards, I still can't do the real Qi operation method on the last page."

Su Qin picked an eyebrow, surprised mouth: "I can, you can't?"

Subei opened his eyes, breathed out a deep breath and replied, "so I'm not qualified. Although I'm more powerful than you, I've accumulated it over time. "

Su Qin refused to say whether he could continue to use the skills in the book.

On the other hand, Subei continued to close his eyes. He used to make Zhenqi tour 36 small Sundays and 80 big Sundays in his body, because in the past, Zhenqi was always poor on the 81st big Sunday, which not only made the tour endless, but also wasted the previous 80 weeks.

Today's Northern Jiangsu is quietly practicing Qi. Unconsciously, on the 80th week, he feels that his Qi is not gradually lacking as usual. Instead, it is getting stronger and stronger. The round bead in Dantian seems to be continuously conveying Qi to himself. Northern Jiangsu grits its teeth and decides to have a try today. On the 81st week, the most important thing is to focus on it Come again.

What surprised him was that his eighty first Sunday tour was very smooth. Instead of feeling blocked in the past, it made the real Qi in his body continue to increase and expand. After a circle, Subei only felt much lighter. There seems to be a melancholy rising in the chest.

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