With the water gradually boiling and bubbling, I generally feel that the brush has returned to the body of Canglan, so that he can stand tall and stand upright. At the same time, the water droplets on his face will become more clear and broken, and the big water droplets of beans will rush down the sunken wound of Canglan.
A light split the silence, and the darkness was extinguished. Cang Lan felt a burning pain in his eyes, and suddenly he opened his eyes. His heavy eyelids were as sore as broken hair and trembled slightly in his eyes.
A large amount of rain splashed on the blood pupil and smashed several tiny blood clots into pieces. Suddenly, the corner of my eye was destroyed, and Cang Lan was liberated like a cage. I took a long breath, hoarse and cold, and repeatedly coughed up and tried to find the focus.
Fingers were rough and hard at once, but this injury was nothing in terms of destroying Cang Lan. He immediately buckled the ground tightly, braced his arms around, slowly sat up, and his bones were almost clearly audible. The same piece of skin contained large pieces of broken bones.
Well, Cang Lan felt cold and stiff, and the whole body had already hit him mercilessly. The rain washed the wound and gave a burst of twitching pain.
Destroy Cang Lan hold your arms tight, breathe heavily, stare big eyes for a long time, and then withdraw your consciousness from the stiff pain, and slowly feel the real qi moving in the body like a hairspring. The cold heat is turning weakly in Yuan Tianling, but the thick gas strength is gradually connected into a straight line, which will gradually destroy Cang Lan’s body.
This process is no longer tearing out Cang Lan’s wounds. Those wounds are no longer bloody, but they are all livid and brawny. The flesh and blood are turned into a dead snow blue.
Destroy the surging billow finally gradually calmed down breathing, shook his head and tossed large drops of water, stumbled up and stepped on the ground, and it was as painful as going barefoot with him directly.
Destroy the surging billows, slightly squint the blood pupil, and the chaotic clouds and moons in my brain, while I am absent and panting, comb all the gv 10 before and after. When it finally clears up, destroy the surging billows, and my right face feels wobbly, just like a few tiny blood skins floating in the wind, so I slightly tremble and touch the side face.
No force finger is entranced to catch a piece of residual meat and destroy Cang Lan leng. The residual meat has been broken, and the last connected hairspring is out of the face and body, which makes the pain seem extremely erratic. Cang Lan continues to feel the vertical and horizontal cracks, muscles and bones, and a round eye touches his finger in a blind way.
This destroyed surging billow slightly move lips and teeth will feel that half of the lips are no longer cracked, and the teeth will be broken at any time.
It’s as if the night scene of violet’s blood was just around the corner and it roared out in my mind. Canglan’s body moved heavily and stamped on the hard ground. His body was almost convulsed with pain, but he woke up and gasped and looked around.
A good blood pupil, another eyelid-less eye, the same cold and half-broken, even worse. Everything is evil. In the pouring rain, it is surrounded by misty rain. The vague scene can faintly see the steep broken face and disappear into the distance like the beast’s back.
The blue-gray sky clouds are rolling, but the clouds have a strange holiness, as if they spread, which can wash away all the floods. Cang Lan looks up and narrows her eyes. This strange touch in her heart is also hazy when she looks elsewhere.
It’s raining hard and urging the drums to destroy Cang Lan’s figure. It’s shaky and steady. Cang Lan took a long breath and slowly melted his palm. He tried to gather his strength, essence, cold and hot air in his palm together with life and death.
Smiled out surging billow backhand will this mass of gas strength heavily pat on the chest that twisted earthworm-like scar almost immediately torn to this gas strength is straight into the chest swing a very hot ice cold weave whirlwind will solidify in the chest coagulation department shock.
Cough, cough, put out Cang Lan, bend over and cough, and stumble unsteadily again and again. In the misty rain, the root can’t see clearly what it hit, and it is constantly disturbed by the vibration of coagulation and cough in the chest.
He has already hit some dizziness, and his body has also pulled several new bruises, but after all, Cang Lan wiped the lip angle when the coagulation department with faint corrosive gas vomited, and then pulled off a little broken muscle and slammed his back into a cold broken bone slate.
Yeah, in this heavy rain, my body was cold and painful, but I didn’t prevent the slate from being so cold that it directly penetrated into my soul and froze him.
He immediately pulled away, turned around and suddenly held down the slate, but his eyes gradually moved before he saw the shape in front of him.
It was a blue-gray jade stone tablet, and the misty rain enveloped a solemn figure, which was as sharp and straight as a human figure, and divided several raindrops lovingly.
Going to splash the rain drops in the face of Cang Lan, but it can’t stop him from seeing the bright red four-character curtain roll Shan Yu.
The red color seems to be coagulated blood and cold rouge, as if it were a pen dipped in blood red and written with a brush.
A strange sense of holiness deeply stung the eyes of Cang Lan, and he suddenly felt that a holy breath contained in every inch of air was ethereal and wrapped around himself, and the evil spirits were shivering in the heavy rain, making him as cold as a corpse.
This kind of breath out surging billow narrowed his blood pupil, and his right eye immediately ached as if it were going to be squeezed out, forcing him to quickly put some on his brow, as elegant as Emperor Xuanzong of Heaven, but more pure.
It’s cloudy and rainy, but it seems to be stained with ink painting. Generally, you can see a clear scene when the rain stops.
Qian Shan’s dusk snow extinguished Cang Lan pushed the jade tablet to move slowly, and his body was enlightened, his eyes were burning and his lotus flower was shining, and he also made a little effort to recover from the weakness of his work.
This is not a magical illusion, and I can’t detect the dangerous murderous look. However, Cang Lan is still stiffly tightening the body and meridians, and the eyes are also seriously injured, so he can’t relax for a moment.
Find a place where you can take shelter from the rain a little bit, first take a breath, then destroy the surging billows and cover your chest. At this time, every time your heart beats, you will get a handful of general pain. He looked around and didn’t even see trees everywhere, and it was ruthlessly washed away by heavy rain.
Seeing the endless rain whirling and sinking, the residual vibration in the mourning platform is deep, and the spirit of one middle school can be turned back like an axe. He feels an indescribable feeling standing in this torrential rain, and his body is wrinkled and his wound is blue and stiff, but he feels vaguely unobstructed.
Well, this feeling is becoming more and more obvious. Cang Lan closes her eyes and is dripping wet. She simply lifts her heavy skirt and sits on the floor, regardless of the rough ground and bruises her legs directly.
Destroying Cang Lan’s strange fingers with his hands is his only one or two dredging exercises. The palm of his hand flips and spins, and the clear light haunts his body like an illusion.
This is the most common way for Qinglian Sect to adjust their breath and destroy Cang Lan, knowing that this form can supplement their own special fingering, but it is a teacher’s effect.
The watchful eye stirs up the pain like an infected wound. Suddenly, the watchful eye flashes off, and the hole of the watchful eye reaches into the body in the opposite direction. A dark red strange image is reflected in the gv 10 and the surging billows are destroyed. You can see that the blood stasis in the meridians is gradually changing.
And all this is synchronized with the heavy rain rushing into the body and the infiltration of rain gas.
To extinguish Cang Lan’s palm pressure, slowly put the last stagnant gas into the blood, open the blood and chill the pupil, mumbling that this is not ordinary rain, but it is different from Kirin pulp. What is the effect?
Destroying Cang Lan Gong finally recovered a little, although it is not common, but it is still sharp enough to make people fear and dare not move. He stood up in a misty rain and lost his mind. He couldn’t see the red curtain behind him, and the word Shan Yu was as clear as the flashing pupil.
Destroy Cang Lan’s negative hand and stand still, slowly raise my hand to cover the terrible and broken right face, and wry smile, I don’t know what to do if I have lost my eyes and become like this again.
Laughter and laughter have not yet fallen to the ground, and Cang Lan feels a tremor in her feet, which seems to be a surge of footsteps coming from far and near. Cang Lan is slightly shouldered and quickly swept away all around, but her heart is gone, but she can’t show it to people here generously.