Facing the terrifying continuous arrow, Chen Wei did not retreat but advanced. He stepped forward suddenly and the sword in his hand bloomed.

"The body is like a crossbow, and the sword is like a arrow."

This sentence popped up in Chen Shaobai's mind.

An ordinary long sword seemed to be given life in Chen Wei's hand, like a wolf coming out of the mountain. After accurately biting the pearl arrow, it turned into a blue cow's tongue in an instant. The tip of the sword twisted and licked, and the strong wind brought about the first arrow into powder in the blink of an eye.

The sword body turned again, and the strong wind was everywhere.

Bang!

The rough arrows and long swords burst at the same time, and wood chips and iron flowers scattered on the ground.

"This little beast has such a lot of strength!"

The beloved sword was destroyed by two arrows. Chen Wei's eyes were full of haze, but he did not stop for a long time. Instead, he pointed to the sword and moved to Chen Shaobai's body, and pointed gently towards his left chest.

"This is the real sword technique? It can actually use the wind to resist the enemy. Even if it disperses and does not condense, it is terrifying!"

The sharp eyesight trained by hunting in the mountains all year round made Chen Shaobai discover the mystery of the opponent's sword moves in a flash, but during the battle, life and death are all in an instant, and he cannot think too much.

Feeling the rhythm of the air flow on the other party's fingers, Chen Shaobai's pupils instantly contracted into a dangerous needle-shaped shape. While retreating quickly, he bulged the muscles around his body and smashed them with all his strength to the other party's finger sword. Although there was no structure, it was also amazingly powerful. No one would doubt the aggressiveness of this punch.

However, the facts are far more absurd than imagined. Chen Shaobai's iron fist was not blocked by the opponent's finger sword derived from swordsmanship. He felt that the upper pulse of his hand was numb, and he completely leaked out in one breath, and his movements became stiff.

Two fingers covered with blue veins were heavily printed on their chests. Chen Shaobai only heard a crackling sound, and he felt like a water bag inside his body exploded in an instant.

"Heart exploded!"

As he realized this, his breath became weaker in an instant, and his consciousness gradually became blurred. Only a few fragmented words were transmitted into his ears, seemingly without any explanation.

"Chen Wei! How can you..."

"Miss. Second Miss, this man is ambitious and pulls the bow in front... If he does not kill him, once the news of the grandfather and grandfather fruit is released, there will be endless troubles..."

"He's dead?"

"I used Xuan Ji sword to hit my left chest, my heart vein was broken, and there was no reason to survive."

"Then... you find a place and bury him. His surname is Chen. If such a talent is born in my Chen family..."

Plop!

Splashes of water bloom.

A cold touch came from the limbs and bones, making the brain, which was originally drowsy due to insufficient blood supply, a little cleared. Chen Shaobai knew that his heart had cracks under the force of Chen Wei's finger, and the surrounding blood vessels were bursting, and there was no way out.

When he was about to die, a hint of self-deprecating expression appeared on his face.

"If I could have seen the magic of swordsmanship earlier, today would definitely not be the ending!"

"Chen Wei, Muxi City, I remember you. If you don't die today, you will be able to repay your blood debts in the future!"

"The seedlings have not been raised yet... I'm really unwilling to accept it..."

Many distracting thoughts are born and destroyed in my mind, but they are unwilling to accept that they cannot stop the coming of death. The memories of the two lives flashed in front of me like flashes of light. The final picture was frozen in the scene before his time travel.

The computer assembly of miscellaneous brands exploded, and the skill interface in "Legend of Sword and Fairy" sprayed into his brain like particles.

The next moment, Chen Shaobai felt a massive amount of information being forcibly stuffed into his brain, and a violent sting suddenly came. Even though he was a human being and had extraordinary will, he could not hold on for two lifetimes, so he simply fell into a coma.

...

Cold, trembling.

Chen Shaobai suddenly opened his eyes, grabbed the rocks covered with trembling hands, climbed up the shore with all his might, and breathed in the wet and refreshing air.

After a while, he put his hand on his chest in disbelief, feeling the healthy and powerful leaping and warmth of his heart, and finally confirmed that he was still alive.

"The heart was obviously blown up..."

A stinging pain came from the palm of his hand. Chen Shaobai lowered his head and glanced. It turned out that he was cut by sharp gravel when he had just climbed ashore. The wound was bleeding, and a smell of fishy heat was emitted.

He bent down and was about to clean the wound, but suddenly he felt his palm suddenly boiling hot, and a heart-eating itch like thousands of ants was born in the wound, grinning in discomfort.

But the itching lasted only three breaths and then receded like a tide. When I looked at it, the skinny wound had already scabbed and healed.

Chen Shaobai rubbed the dark red blood scab and saw the fair skin below.

"Qi therapy!"

The scene in front of him triggered the information clip in his mind, making his dark eyes lit up, and he instantly understood the causes and consequences of everything.

What saved his life was the "qi therapy technique" - the game that Chen Shaobai was playing before traveling through time, and the first skill in "Legend of Sword and Fairy".

The information of this Qi therapy has been hidden deep in his soul, and there is only one condition to activate it: serious injury.

Thinking that the pride of the Chengwu Records, whom Chen Shaobai was so proud of over the years, was actually tied up in a cocoon, and then thought that if the rest of the skills in the Legend of Sword and Fairy in the future, wouldn’t it be able to control the sword and fly to the immortals and get along with the monsters, monsters, and gods?

"Sword Control, Concentrating the Return to the Yuan, Ten Thousand Swords... If you can obtain these abilities, it would be as easy as eating and drinking water to deal with a mere Chen Wei."

Thinking of the mysterious and magical skills in the Legend of Sword and Fairy game, Chen Shaobai was a little excited and habitually fell into fantasy.

Guru...

The intense feeling of hunger interrupted the hysteria of the otaku who killed gods and Buddhas. After waking up, he was frightened by the thoughts he suddenly developed.

"Chen Wei is cruel and ruthless, and has a superb swordsmanship. If he wants to be unfavorable to Xiao Miao..."

Chen Shaobai, who has read too many novels and TV, has been full of thoughts like cutting off the roots. As soon as this thought arises, it grows uncontrollably and gradually becomes out of control.

The more he thought about it, the more anxious he became. He didn't care whether his actions would attract other jackals, tigers and leopards to spy on them, and even more so that his weapons had been lost. After he recognized the right path, he ran back towards the village.

Today is clear and the wet animal skin hunting clothes are dried up by the scorching sun, but are soaked by the sweat gushing out of Chen Shaobai's body.

Although the animal skin is very careful with tannin, it becomes unexpectedly sticky and thick after being soaked in sweat. It hurts the skin when it is applied to the body and exudes an unpleasant smell of saline and alkali.

Chen Shaobai endured the unhappiness and decided to run wildly at the trail.

"Muxi City! Chen Wei! You'd better pray that Xiaomeng is fine, otherwise... I will kill your entire clan as well as the green sky!"

Perhaps it really came true that the saying "The Great Way" was unexpectedly relaxed. Chen Shaobai did not encounter any ferocious and bloodthirsty jackals, tigers and leopards and bandits who were increasingly rampant. The foot journey, which originally took more than two hours, was compressed into three quarters of an hour by him.

The village is not famous and not big, and it only takes one hour to get from beginning to end.

The so-called living by the mountains and by the water, the creatures raised in Qiuhuan Mountain allow many villagers to survive without farming, so even the customs of the people seem to be tough. Almost every adult carries weapons such as bows, arrows, swords and axes with them.

The afterglow of the sunset coated the earth with a layer of red edges, and the outline of the village gradually became clear in front of Chen Shaobai's eyes.

After asking a few villagers he met by chance and confirming that Chen Wei and Chen Mengxuan did not stop after returning but went back to Muxi City. Miao Yuqin was still safe and sound, he felt a little relieved.

"It seems that the grandparents and grandson fruits are really worth the two of them..."

After confirming that his lover had nothing to do, Chen Shaobai felt relieved. He quickly walked to the lakeside, turned his gaze to the water surface, and saw a boy with disheveled hair.

The boy was wearing a black leather hunting suit that was originally very well-fitting, with a big hole two fingers wide torn, and it was wrinkled on his body, covered in dust, shaped like a beggar.

"I will be teased by that little girl when I go back later."

Thinking that he would soon see the person he liked, Chen Shaobai's anger accumulated during this trip to Qiuhuan Spring couldn't help but calm down a lot, so he looked at the lake and prepared to clean up the original appearance.

As soon as he got a handful of clear water, a noisy sound came into his ears. From the tone, he could tell that it was from two men and one woman.

"Miss Yuqin, you just get rid of Boss Xiong. What's the good thing about that sissy? Where can I compare to our boss's wise and powerful?" The owner of this voice should be a young man with a sharp tone, but he was a little tempting to pretend to be kind, which sounded extremely awkward.

"Although I have never been to a private school, I am familiar with "The Wind Girls' Training" and understand the principle of being a wife, one should live in one's own end. Once I have joined the Chen family, I will never have the principle of serving others anymore. Please come back."

The girl's soft voice was like an oriole, extremely pleasant, but also had a firm smell.

The volume was very weak, as if it was heard through a door. If Chen Shaobai had not had extraordinary ear power, he would not have heard clearly.

"Then Chen Shaobai hasn't returned for two days in the mountains. I guess he has been in the beast's belly. Can you really live a life of widow for him? Why not remarry me, Xiong Yingjie, and eat delicious food and drink spicy food at that time, and your life will be as comfortable as possible, so as not to be alone and have no one to rely on!"

The tone is rough and honest. If you don’t obey the content of your words, you may subconsciously look like a honest man in your mind.

In fact, Xiong Yingjie is nine feet tall. Although he is a big man, he is inseparable from the honest and honest man. He has been here in Qiuhuanquan for many years, killing, setting fire, raping, and looting all kinds of evil. If no one could really get his handle, he would have been suppressed by the constable in Muxi City.

"Wife? Judging from your appearance, I'm afraid that Chen Shaobai has never touched you at all, are you? Tsk tsk, it's a pity for this delicate face. Don't rush to refuse. When our boss asks you to be happy later, you will never be able to leave it again after you know the taste."

The man with a sharp and harsh voice spoke again, but this time he tore his face and stopped pretending to be kind, revealing a ferocious and dirty minion.

Bang!

Hearing the sound of the door being kicked open, Chen Shaobai's chest, which was already like a fire, seemed to have been splashed with oil. His face suddenly became gloomy. Without any hesitation, he rushed straight to the butcher shop, borrowed a bone-cutting knife, and rushed into the house.
Chapter completed!