Chapter 3723

Through Jiang Ting's physical body absorbing spiritual energy and instinctively repairing himself, it can be seen that Jiang Ting is not dead, just fainting.

Although no one knows whether he will be seriously injured and die due to the backlash of his injuries, at this moment, he is indeed not dead, just in a coma.

Because of the body that was briefly exposed in the turbulent flow of space, the tyrannical vitality under the realm was already recovering instinctively with the help of spiritual energy.

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I don't know how long it will be, maybe a day or two, or maybe hundreds of years.

In the dark, Jiang Ting's consciousness suddenly regained consciousness.

"This girl is so pathetic."

"Not bad... Nowadays, there are not many people who can still have family like her."

"My fellow villagers and elders, my sons, masters and young ladies... woo woo, my little sister and brother, who passed away inadvertently after contracting a vicious disease, unfortunately my parents passed away not long ago, and now I can't afford to bury my elder brother, who else can I ask to buy the villain, as long as It would be nice if the villain could bury his brother..."

As soon as he regained consciousness, many noisy sounds entered his ears from the outside world.

Probably, it seems that in a downtown, there is a poor girl who is selling her body to bury her brother? Those voices seem to be beside him?

Jiang Ting also subconsciously didn't bother to pay attention to it, and when he was ready to observe his own situation... instinctively using his spiritual sense, he suddenly had a headache and almost fainted on the spot.

The meridians in the body are broken nine times out of ten.

Divine Soul is also dim now.

In short, now with his injury, how can one word be miserable.

Divine Sense cannot be used, and there is no mana in the body... Now, I am afraid that it is more fragile than mortals.

What is even more frightening is that under the severe injury, the trauma to his body is too terrifying, and it can no longer be solved by self-healing... Now, it seems that his body is intact, but in fact, it is seven floods and eight injuries.

Unless he can find a top-quality healing medicine to nourish the meridians first, let the meridians recover a little, and allow the magic power in the golden core to flow, otherwise... his injury at the moment, it is impossible to get any relief.

In the best case, it's just to wait for hundreds of years, and it is estimated that his soul can heal on its own... Probably.

The injury was so severe, but Jiang Ting didn't have much fear... If he didn't die, it would be fine.

Before, in the turbulent flow of space, I almost died... Being alive is a blessing in misfortune.

As long as he is not dead, no matter what happens, there is always a chance in the future.

"That person seems to be moving..."

"Oh my God, shouldn't it be a corpse scam..."

"What? Fraud? Don't panic, I have black blood!"

Accompanied by Jiang Ting's eye-opening action, exclamations sounded.

When he fully opened his mouth to speak, he saw that he was lying on a street surrounded by many people, and in front of him, there was a dirty beggar kneeling beside him, the beggar. The face that was originally full of sadness is now revealing countless mistakes and shocks.

As for the people surrounding him, there were quite a few people who backed away subconsciously, and a few others, who didn't know where to tinker, even carried buckets full of bloody blood.

It seems to be the so-called black dog blood?

The buckets of black dog blood seemed to be aimed at him, as if they were ready to splash him at any moment.

Blinking his eyes, Jiang Ting looked at the beggar beside him with a little difficulty again... Dirty, unable to see the exact appearance, but felt a little thin and malnourished.

I don't know if the clothes are too tattered or the whole body is too dirty. In short, although the beggar is a woman, his appearance is not good-looking.

Sell ​​your body to bury your brother?

Blinking his eyes, Jiang Ting suddenly realized that when he just woke up, he seemed to hear a little girl crying and wanting to sell her body to bury her brother? Now it seems, said, probably, as if, it was him, right?

By the way, where did his sister come from?

In his life, although he did have a younger sister... but, he died a long time ago, and the bones are probably beginning to rot, right?

The two stared at each other for a while.

That strange pounced on Jiang Ting and howled loudly: "Brother, you are not dead... woo woo... scared me to death..."

"Tear..." Jiang Ting only felt that the little beggar's musculature seemed to be displaced, and the whole body seemed to be about to fall apart.

Pain, excruciating pain!

Seeing Jiang Ting grinning and distorted face, Xiao Wei became panicked: "Brother, what's wrong with you, don't scare me..."

Seeing his sincere appearance, Jiang Ting almost thought that he was really the elder brother of this little beggar.

Fortunately, Jiang Ting's mind is extremely tough.

Although the whole body was in severe pain, he still forced a smile: "No... It's okay, after all, this is a trouble, let's leave first."

The little strange look suddenly condensed.

However, after looking around without a trace, he still nodded: "I listen to you..."

Saying that, he labored to help Jiang Ting up from the ground, limping and walking towards the end of the street.

"Didn't die? Didn't you say cheating corpses..." Several people with black dog blood looked at each other.

Immediately, some self-proclaimed kind people shouted: "You guys are really stubborn, the little girl's brother is not dead, this is obviously a good thing, but all of you are so reluctant..."

the other side.

With the help of the little beggar, Jiang Ting left the street all the way. After leaving the street, he realized that this place is not big.

After they left the street, they passed through two boxes and appeared in the wild. They waved their hands and saw that many buildings were connected... It was a town.

One, a town named Chongning Town.

And the little beggar, supporting Jiang Ting, walked about half a mile, and came to a place where the temple was broken.

Jiang Ting found a low staircase and sat down.

The little beggar lay directly on the ground, panting... It seemed like it was a huge burden to help Jiang Ting to come here.

Jiang Ting glanced at it, ignored it, and took the opportunity to look at himself.

Well, he had nothing but one piece, a ragged beggar's clothing, and he was keenly aware that there was a lot of dirt inside the ragged clothing.

His nose smelled even more, and the soil didn't seem to be in the same place... more like it was buried in the soil many times and dug up again.

Thinking of the extremely skilled words of the little beggar who sold his body to bury his brother... Jiang Ting suddenly felt a little hot on his face.

"Brother, why don't you speak?" The little beggar tilted his head with curiosity on his face.

Jiang Ting replied angrily: "My brain is not stupid... I have been buried by you at least five times, right? If I really have a sister like you, I would rather live fifty years less!"

"Cough cough..." The little beggar began to cough violently, his face flushed... It was not sad, but the truth was told.

Soon, her eyes lit up slightly: "Are you really an immortal? Grandpa said, you are an immortal who fell from the mortal world, and I have a brother and sister relationship with me. If I can take care of you until you wake up, you can help me realize my wish... …”

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