Thunder rumbling, and heavy rain poured down.

After Mu Changfeng fell off the cliff, he was in a coma. He was stimulated by the cold rain and immediately woke up a little.

All the limbs and bones were so painful that they gritted their teeth and struggled to get up, and found themselves on a piece of water candle and cattail in the wetland. The stick was crushed by his body, and his whole body was covered with yellow and white fluff.

I looked at the bottom of the cliff and couldn't help but feel secretly shocked. Apart from this wetland, there were rugged and strange rocks everywhere at the bottom of the cliff. If there was a slight deviation when it fell, it would be a crushed end.

The heavy rain continued to rain. Mu Changfeng took a few sips of rain. A coolness penetrated his heart, and the dizziness disappeared for most of it. Finally, he remembered the scene before the cliff.

Grandma Hai turned into a golden dragon, and used the dragon tail to wrap him and Fang Xiaomei and threw it off the floating bridge. He originally held Fang Xiaomei's hand and wanted to use his body to support her. Grandma Hai seemed to deliberately make things difficult for Fang Xiaomei. She swept the dragon tail and separated the two far apart.

Judging from the direction, Fang Xiaomei should have landed in a place full of strange rocks.

A chill came, and Mu Changfeng shivered with a chill, "Miss Fang, where are you?" Thinking of Fang Xiaomei's serious injury, she didn't care about the big raindrops that were pouring on her head, and she didn't care about the heart-wrenching pain, so she looked around for her traces.

"Miss Fang, Miss Fang, where are you?" Wherever you look, there is the shadow of Fang Xiaomei. Mu Changfeng's heart is like falling into the abyss, full of fear and despair.

Using the Chixiao Sword as the crook, he staggered for a long time and finally found that Fang Xiaomei landed on a huge bluestone without any bias. Her head, back, and limbs were injured by protruding edges and corners, and the bluestone was covered with dry and solidified blood.

"Boom..." The deafening thunder sounded again, and Mu Changfeng's mind also rumbling.

Before falling off the cliff, Fang Xiaomei's life and death were already on the verge of being on the verge of death. After being hit hard this time, how could she survive?

Mu Changfeng did not dare to step forward, afraid that the cold corpse would be held in his arms.

He blamed himself for being too useless, and watched Baiyun Village be destroyed and watched Fang Xiaomei fall off the cliff, all her confidence and arrogance collapsed in an instant.

After working hard to practice magic for more than ten years, he thought he had enough ability to protect the people and protect the people he cared about. When disaster came, he found that he was like a three-year-old child, and his strength was so insignificant.

Tears rolled down, Mu Changfeng plucked up the courage to walk forward a few steps, and said sadly: "I'm sorry, I can't save you."

A fire snake-like lightning flashed across the sky, illuminating the dim bottom of the cliff. Mu Changfeng suddenly realized that Fang Xiaomei's chest was slightly undulating.

After several heavy blows, she miraculously survived.

Mu Changfeng was surprised and jumped onto the bluestone, carefully helped Fang Xiaomei up and hugged her tightly in her arms.

He couldn't help but feel at ease, and he didn't care whether men and women could get married. He pressed his face tightly against Fang Xiaomei's face and said excitedly: "Thank God, you are still alive."

Fang Xiaomei suddenly moaned and said, "Dad, mom..."

Mu Changfeng relaxed his arms, Fang Xiaomei opened her eyes, looked at him in confusion, and choked, saying, "Dad, mom, don't leave me behind. Big... don't... blame me. Also... also..."

Mu Changfeng was heartbroken and set up a barrier to prevent rain, saying, "Don't worry, I won't leave you."

Fang Xiaomei said: "Who are you?"

Mu Changfeng said: "Mu Changfeng, Mu Changfeng from Yulong Pavilion, don't you recognize me?"

"Yulong Pavilion?" Fang Xiaomei suddenly developed a strength and grabbed Mu Changfeng's hand. Her sharp nails grabbed his wrist with scars, "You... deserve to die!"

Mu Changfeng was so shocked that he took a deep breath. Such vicious eyes condensed with endless hatred. It turned out that Fang Xiaomei and Yulong Pavilion had a long grudge. From beginning to end, she had always covered her true feelings with her smile.

"Miss Fang, why should we all die?" Mu Changfeng saw that Fang Xiaomei was unconscious and took the opportunity to make accusations.

Crystal tears rolled down from the corners of her eyes. Fang Xiaomei looked at the heavy rain all over the sky and was dazed in her mind, as if she had recalled the long-standing sad past.

The faint and rapid heartbeat sounded into his ears, and Mu Changfeng was stunned. Fang Xiaomei had almost stopped her heartbeat before she fell off the cliff. How could she recover without anyone being treated?

Her breath and pulse were still weak, but it was much stronger than before she fell off the cliff, and her life was worry-free.

Mu Changfeng added a little bit of doubt and surprise to his surprise.

Fang Xiaomei was obviously seriously injured, so how could she save her life after another severe injury?

Recalling the situation in Baiyun Village, He Shuhui hugged her tightly after burning herself, and there was no trace of being burned by fire on Fang Xiaomei's body, one by one, it was too incredible.

Such a violent flame could turn into ashes in an instant. He Shuhui was obviously an ordinary person, so how could she last for nearly a stick of incense without falling down? Why was Fang Xiaomei not afraid of the fire at all?

"What kind of ability do you have? Did I underestimate you too much?" Looking at Fang Xiaomei's pale face, Mu Changfeng was mixed with emotion. Fortunately, she was not dead, and she also became wary and angry about being fooled.

Fang Xiaomei fell into a coma again, and she could not hear him. Her whole body was cold and motionless.

"No matter whether you are good or evil, no matter whether you have other purposes or not, I will check it out clearly." Mu Changfeng murmured a few words, picked up Fang Xiaomei, looked carefully, and found a cave hidden behind a few vines, and immediately walked in.

The cave with a very ordinary appearance has a unique cave inside. The top of the cave is inlaid with a night pearl. With the soft and faint light of the night pearl, you can see that the tables, chairs, beds, pots and pans are all made of bluestone. There are blue quilts on the bed, and the color is bright, as if the latest sewn.

There are candles on the bluestone table, and there are squids and flints. Common candles are white and red, but the candles here are the same color as the bedding, like the high altitude in autumn, blue and distant.

In the dim light, there were vaguely stone cabinets in the corner, with knifes, troughs, and medicine jars placed on them.

All are needed to make medicinal materials.

Mu Changfeng felt aroused his heart and placed Fang Xiaomei on the bed, covered her bedding, lit a candle, opened the door of the stone cabinet, and found that there were trauma medicine, snake medicine and antiseptic medicines inside.

"Is this a place where doctors live? The bedding is brand new, and this person should live here now." Mu Changfeng thought secretly, walked around the cave with a candle, and found four lines of beautiful characters carved on a stone wall.

The content is: traveling thousands of miles to read thousands of books, walking thousands of mountains to pick thousands of medicines, and being calm in your heart, not afraid of monsters, and being righteous in your body ignores ghosts.
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