Chapter 9 Chapter 1 Sunset Autumn River Yushu Hurt

Guo Ao vaguely remembered that he had a duel with Ling Baohe in the Dongting. The two of them collided with each other on the huge blue bird egg. Ling Baohe's violent laughter resounded ear-piercingly, which Guo Ao would never forget. But now, he was puzzled, because he felt extremely blazing all over his body, as if he was in a huge furnace. Isn't he floating above the Dongting? Guo Ao tried hard to open his eyes, but his eyelids seemed to be so heavy that he couldn't open them no matter what. One sound after another, his ear drums were filled with a huge impact, which penetrated into the bottom of his heart, breaking open his dusty memories for many years.

No, it wasn't a memory, it was a nightmare he never wanted to remember again. Guo Ao's heart tightened involuntarily, and every time the impact sounded, his whole body trembled.The blazing heat wave swept all his consciousness, completely evaporating his fear, and he seemed to have returned to the childhood when he had no power to fight. In the raging fire, a black figure stood in front of him, using sinister The hammer beat his body hard. This is his god of death, his demon king. He screamed in horror, struggling with all his might.But he soon discovered that it was useless, his throat was tightly strangled, and his body was also bound in iron chains, making it extremely difficult to even move.

This scene was originally sealed in Guo Ao's heart and buried in the depths of his memory forever, but now it appeared so clearly and vividly, dragging him into the abyss of suffering again. Martial arts, tricks, all are useless at this time, he is just a piece of iron, being beaten in a furnace, enduring the torture that is worse than death. The beating sound became louder and louder, and the flames around him became hotter and hotter. Guo Ao finally gave up struggling and curled up his body with all his strength, shivering, trying to escape the boundless heat and pain. But just like many years ago, the fire was not weakened by his fear.

Suddenly, the huge knocking sound suddenly stopped, and the whole world fell into a suffocating silence.Guo Ao was overjoyed, struggling hard, hoping for a ray of light to shine on him, so that he could see clearly where he was. He never wanted to go back to the original nightmare again! A burst of coolness poured down from the top of his head, dipping his whole body, and then, the thick darkness was torn apart, Guo Ao opened his eyes impatiently, and saw a haggard face flash past. Not that person!He breathed a sigh of relief, and his frightened heart gradually calmed down. The darkness was torn away one by one, and Guo Ao gradually understood that he was not tied up, but was covered with bandages all over his body.The unbearable heat was just because the whole body was covered with extremely strong wound medicine.

He was seriously injured, and it took a whole day of surgery to barely save his life.The knocking sound he heard was the collision of surgical instruments.The voice wasn't loud at all, but when reflected in his fragile nerves, it was undoubtedly Jiao Lei bursts. Although the operation was life-saving, it almost exhausted all of Guo Ao's energy throughout the day.Great fatigue eroded his heart and soul, he just wanted to lie down as soon as possible and fall into a deep sleep. But he didn't dare to sleep yet, the restless fear in his heart made him open his eyes wide, searching for every trace he could see.

He didn't see much, it was a very simple thatched hut, and there were all kinds of weird bottles and jars in the house, most of which were strange shapes that Guo Ao had never seen before.The horror made him try to identify these things, and he recognized a two-foot-long ginseng contained in a jar. Are these jars filled with herbs?Guo Ao was more determined.There is no sword in the house, it is not the residence of the Jianghu people.This discovery made Guo Ao no longer afraid, and his eyes turned to the person in the center of the hut. The man was washing his hands, and he was washing slowly, as if trying to relieve his fatigue.

The gray cloak almost covered his whole body, and the mottled long hair was spread out, revealing his face faintly. It was an extremely clean face, but there was a sense of loneliness and sorrow in the face, coupled with the tiredness on the face, it made his whole body covered with a layer of gray. He found that Guo Ao was looking at him, and he also looked over, smiled slightly, and said: "Take a good rest, there is nothing serious." His smile was so serene that Guo Ao even felt a little familiar, but he couldn't recall it for a while. "This is yours, don't lose it again." The man smiled kindly, and put a cold light in his palm.

The heavy and cold touch is so familiar. Wuyang sword. The Wuyang Sword he had abandoned had returned to his hands at this moment. Guo Ao heaved a sigh of relief in his heart, what kind of sword heart, what kind of shackles, what kind of breakthrough, are just lies. At this moment of helplessness, only this long sword is loyally following him. He was a little moved for a moment, and he held on to the hilt of the sword firmly, unwilling to let go. The Wuyang Sword revealed a faint light, completely relaxing his heart, and a huge tiredness flooded his heart like a tide, and quickly engulfed him.

And the skill that had been lost for a long time began to recover in his body bit by bit. Strength, he needs strength, he will never allow that nightmare to happen again, his life must be controlled by him, not anyone else. That person's medical skills were surprisingly high, far beyond Guo Ao's imagination. Guo Ao was injured so badly in the Battle of Dongting that he didn't even feel that he was still alive, but under the careful treatment of this person, his fire of life was ignited again. For three whole days, Guo Ao Ao is still sometimes in a coma and sometimes awake, and the pain on his body also breaks out from time to time. He can only rest and cannot get out of bed to move around.

The thatched hut was extremely clean, and the man never appeared again after saving him.Guo Ao's whole body was still wrapped in the heavy bandages, but his facial features were exposed, and he could breathe and patrol normally. He was fully awake from that nightmare, and he couldn't help laughing at his fear. Yes, he is Guo Ao, that nightmare many years ago, who will never come back again. Guo Ao was not hungry, probably the medicine that the man fed also had the effect of curing hunger.He stared at the sunlight leaking from the hut, silently recalling everything he had experienced.Shaolin, Wudang, vendetta, and mysteries, since he entered the arena, he has never been out of it.

What happened to the Dongting Conference?Has Boyong found the murderer?Li Qingchou hates them so much, is it safe?Guo Ao found that he couldn't stop worrying about these things. He just wanted to heal his injury quickly so that he could see his friends and the world with his own eyes. A childish voice came: "Are you sick too?" Guo Ao was startled, he turned his head hastily, only to see a little girl sitting quietly in the middle of the hut, looking at him with big bright eyes.The girl's face was extremely pale, like the purest jade, it seemed that even sunlight could not leave the slightest trace on it.The long white dress was as light as a cloud, and there was not a trace of wrinkle or dust on it.Her hair was combed meticulously, her hands were placed flat on her knees, and her whole body was like a delicate porcelain doll, bathed in the slight wind of the hut. Guo Ao's heart moved, no wonder he didn't notice her existence. He hid the Wuyang sword under his body, and said with a smile, "Yes, I'm sick, but I'm getting better soon." The little girl said: "You lied to me, once you get sick, you won't get better." Guo Ao said: "No, any disease can be cured. If you don't believe me, I can run and jump in two days. I'll take you out to play bird hunting, okay?" The girl shook her head and said, "No, I can't leave this hut." Guo Ao asked strangely: "Why? This room is full of things, and it's cramped. There are flowers and plants outside, sunshine, and interesting birds and animals. It's much better than here." From the moment he saw this girl for the first time, he couldn't help but feel compassion for her. Seeing that girl's face was pale, without the slightest hint of happiness, he couldn't help but want to make her happy. Tell her what you have seen and heard. He mentioned that there are many, many large flowers on Huashan Mountain, and that there is a strange formation in the borderland of Tibet. These, he had already forgotten, but during that serious illness, he slowly recalled them.Speaking out a little bit at this moment, it really feels like a world away. The girl listened quietly, but there was no envy on her face.She has a calmness far beyond her age, which makes Guo Ao feel like a boastful urchin. The girl waited for him to finish, and said: "Daddy told me that it's not good outside, so I don't want to go out." Guo Ao is silent, the outside world is colorful and colorful, but can it really be called good?Looking at the little girl's indifferent face, he was suddenly speechless. If that world was good, he wouldn't have to be bruised all over. The girl said, "You took my medicine." Guo Ao was startled, the girl pointed to the large and small bottles and jars in the hut, and said: "These are the medicines my father picked for me." She pointed to several empty bottles, and said: "You have eaten these .” A pang of apology surged in Guo Ao's heart, and he said, "I'm really sorry, I will definitely pick it up and return it to you." The girl shook her head and said, "No need. I just want to tell you, don't take medicine when you are sick. Once you take medicine, the disease will not be cured." Guo Ao was even more surprised. He couldn't help staring at the little girl and looked carefully.The jade-like whiteness of the girl's face was so ethereal that it seemed a little illusory. The more he looked, the more surprised he became. What kind of disease did this girl suffer from? Suddenly a tired voice said: "Xiao Luan, don't disturb brother." The little girl stood up and took the man's hand.The man's face was still full of haggardness and fatigue. He stared at Guo Ao, his eyes wandered around Guo Ao, as if he had seen everything in his body, and said slowly: "Your true energy recovers very quickly. , beyond my estimate, but your body is recovering too slowly." Guo Ao smiled wryly, and he really wanted to recover quickly, but the injury was too serious. The man said: "I can't wait this long, hold back the pain." He turned to the little girl and said, "Xiao Luan, go and see if Ziyingsu is open, okay?" The little girl nodded and walked out obediently.The man waited for her figure to disappear completely before reaching out to pick up a gourd hanging on the wall.The gourd is huge, covered with purple patterns, it looks ancient. The man's face was full of solemnity, and he said to Guo Ao: "You can also see that Xiaoluan can't be frightened, so I will seal your acupuncture points first, lest you scream out in pain and scare her." Guo Ao was originally extremely tough, even if he was cut with a sharp sword, he might not scream out.But hearing that the person was so solemn, he knew that this thing was no small matter, so he nodded. The man stretched out two fingers, instantly tapped the seven major acupoints on Guo Ao's chest like flowing water, and sealed the meridians all over Guo Ao's body.His technique was extremely weird, every time he pointed, Guo Ao felt that a large piece of muscle around his fingertips was immediately uncontrollable, but the flow of Qi and blood was still smooth. The man picked up a bottle of water from the table and slowly poured it on Guo Ao.