How To Die As Heavy As Mount Tai

The towering ancient trees cover the sunlight densely, forming a damp and dark space at the bottom. The thick leaves on the ground rot, and there are countless vine poisonous grasses. The hot and humid air and the suffocating suffocating gas caused a misty and beautiful beauty in the jungle.

This is a paradise for snake ants. A colorful spider set up a trap between the broad-leaved plants near the ground, waiting for the prey to come. It was just a busy day of weaving, and it was not harvested, it was destroyed by a delicate workmanship boots.

This is where the people seem to have not caught up. Duan Feiqing grabbed his chest and spurted a **** blood. The top of his chest was bloody. Also, I have been in this poisonous and poisonous, and I am struggling, but it is just a moment of living. Those people do not have to spend more time on these dangerous places.

Here, it seems to be the territory of Miaojiang. The Miao people who are good at poisoning are very resistant to the Han people. Those people are also guilty of arrogant Miao people who are arrogant for their own mortal people.

Relaxing with a long and tight spirit, let Duan Feiqing feel a little dizzy, this is a strong support for him, some are crumbling. He held the trunk next to him and tried to take a short break to breathe, but he felt a pain in his fingers.

Duan Feiqing looked sideways and found that the trunk was carrying a brown scorpion similar in color to the trunk, and his hand fell just on the side of the cockroach. The violent poisonous insect had bitten him without any politeness. This is extremely poisonous, and Duan Feiqing’s fingertip wounds have begun to darken in the blink of an eye.

Duan Feiqing's reflective sword-drawing, lifting the last glimmer of strength in the body, cut the cockroach into two halves. The body that was cut in half was just landing, and Duan Feiqing heard a clear drink.

"How dare you kill my little gold!"

I saw the back of the dense bushes and turned out to be a little girl dressed as a Miao. The little girl looked like she was eleven or two years old, wearing blue knee-dyed trousers over her knees, and a pair of white calves, so she was exposed. Above the ankles, wearing a few delicate silver bracelets, the small bells above, with her movements, brought a crisp sound.

The Miao girl has a pair of clear and clear eyes with black and white, and the eye is slightly picking up, as if it is meticulously depicted with a meticulous brush. She screamed at Duan Feiqing, this is a fierce expression, but because it has not faded the baby's bulging cheeks, it has no attack.

"I am very sorry." Although I don't know why this little girl is angry and accuses herself, Duan Feiqing still apologizes.

Duan Feiqing, who was born into a family of martial arts, was the first of the four sons of the martial arts. The people in the rivers and lakes mentioned that Feiqing’s sons would not be praised for their style. No matter who gets along with him, it feels like a spring breeze. Duan Feiqing is extremely ironed for people's lives, and does not make people feel the slightest discomfort.

It’s just that the Miao girl is not buying the account of Fei Qing’s son. She only sees her good-looking eyebrows: “Han! You sneak up on the site of our Miao people. What is the attempt?”

Duan Feiqing was trying to explain a few words, but his throat was sweet and his eyes were black. He fell to the ground and did not know.

Lu Heng frowned and looked at the Han Chinese boy who was lying in the mud, covered in blood, but still couldn't hide the grace of the Han people. He remembered that Auntie said that the Han people were ignorant and deceived. But this little brother is so beautiful. Lu Heng did not mean anything else. It was only this Han Chinese boy who gave birth to a face that he had dreamed of. Nowhere was not according to his heart.

Lu Heng thinks that his line is soft to some male and female faces, and some unhappy pouting. Yes, this Miao girl is actually a boy. Lu Heng’s A Niang is a contradictory woman. She hates Han Chinese, but she gives Lu Heng a Han Chinese name. In the family, others call him a hook, which is his Miao name. Lu Heng’s A Niang usually calls him A Heng. She said his Chinese name is Lu Heng.

Lu Heng himself does not know why, prefer Lu Heng as the Chinese name.

Lu Heng’s Ayurveda is the leader of the Five Immortals. The Miao people's most brilliant martial arts have always been that women do not pass on men, and the five immortals teach the Lord, and only women can serve. If the teacher does not have a daughter, he can only find a child who is excellent in the art of martial arts in the family, and teach it as a master.

Nadoro is the most advanced cultivator in the history of the Five Immortals. She is a gift of great talent, and her children are better than her talents. Nadoro did not want to waste Lu Heng's talent, so in front of the tribe, Lu Heng was a girl as a child. But in private, Nadoro still regards him as a boy.

"Wait until one day you can prove in front of the tribe that men can also practice the deepest sorcerer, you still have to restore the identity of the man." Nadoro has always taught Lu Heng.

Lu Heng walked around the Han Chinese. The more he saw it, the more he felt that the face was too good. If he let him die here and become a pile of bones, it would be a pity to think about it.

Even in the groggy chaos, Duan Feiqing felt that his back was very painful, and he couldn't help but open his eyes to see what happened. He saw layers of criss-crossing branches, and the canopies were still moving.

Duan Feiqing reacted and should be moved by himself. He looked up slightly and looked forward. What caught the eye was a slightly thin back, just the little girl from the Miao. Seeing that her hands were clutching her ankles, Duan Feiqing knew that she was dragging her by a posture of landing on her back.

The little girl looked thin and weak, and her strength was quite big. Looking at the brisk pace of the young Miao girl, Duan Feiqing had no time to care about the pain in her back, but there was such a strange thought in her mind. It was only this idea that came out. Duan Feiqing’s head was hit on a stone. This time he bumped into the eyes of Venus, and had to quickly speak out to stop this strange Miao girl.

"This girl, can you trouble me for a moment?"

Lu Heng turned his head and saw that the Han Chinese had opened his eyes. He immediately threw his hand in his hand and turned around. But listening to his girl's name, Lu Heng felt very uncomfortable: "Hook."

"Hook the girl." Duan Feiqing stunned and immediately reacted. This is the name of this Miao girl.

The word hook is Miao language, Duan Feiqing does not pass Miao language, naturally it is called some weird. Lu Heng frowned and said with a look: "Forget it, you still call me A Heng."

"A Heng girl, flying in the next paragraph." Duan Feiqing Li Shang is coming to report his name.

Lu Heng’s brow wrinkled even more tightly: “It’s good to call me A Heng, the girl girl of the Han Chinese, I can hear my teeth.”

"Since you are awake, you will get up." Lu Yong continued to say what he did not wait for Duan Feiqing.

Duan Feiqing held his elbows on the ground and tried to stand up, only to find that the poison in the body had gone deep into the lungs, and the waist had lost consciousness. He smiled bitterly: "A Heng, poisonous in the lower body, is already a medicinal stone. You don't have to bother you, just hope that after the soul return, you can clean up the body, don't let the corpse wilderness."

Lu Heng saw that his lips were dark and blue. It was indeed a deep poisoned look. He did not pick him up. He touched a silver scimitar directly from his waist and pulled it in his palm. The thick black ink is mixed with the stench of scent, and Lu Heng does not disappoint it. He wipes it with his finger and put it under the nose.

"If I am there, you can't die, but you have to find a clean place before you can detoxify you." After that, Lu Heng intends to move Duan Feiqing according to the method just now.

"A Heng, can you trouble me to change the method, the back is really very painful." Duan Feiqing quickly stopped Lu Heng, because he felt that his head was really painful, if you squatted a few times, afraid to change Become a fool.

"If you change your direction, what should you do with your face?" Lu Heng said.

Duan Feiqing inexplicably understood the meaning of the other party. This Miao girl, save myself because of this face? In this way, he instead put a warning, because the Miao people are very hostile to the Han people, and this sudden emergence of A Heng, but to save themselves. If there is no reason to say that, Fei Qing will not believe it.

Duan Feiqing’s heart smiled, this one always felt too eye-catching, but at the moment it became the key to his life. Duan Feiqing wanted to let the other half carry his own forward, but looked at his thin body and thought that the men and women were not allowed to give up, they still gave up.

Through the jungle in front of him, Lu Heng finally saw the Crescent Moon Spring. Although my strength is not small, but it is still a little tired to drag a person to walk so far.

Next to the Crescent Moon Spring, there is a clean cave. It is the place where Lu Heng likes to stay in his free time. The location is hidden and nobody knows. It is best for the Han Chinese to be injured.

Because Lu Heng often comes, there are all kinds of living utensils in the cave. Lu Heng will be in a coma, Duan Feiqing placed on a small bamboo bed, and went out to play a basin of water. Before detoxification, you must first clean this person, otherwise his dirty appearance, his baby locust must be disgusted.

Holding a soft cloth soaked, Lu Heng first wiped the face of the bed. As the blood was slowly wiped away, even with the eyes closed, the face in front of the face became more and more popular. His eyebrows flew into the shackles, his nose was like a dangling, and if he had a knife, no one was not just right.

This Han Chinese brother, after cleaning up, looked better. Lu Heng thought so, but his men did not stop for a moment, raising his hand will open the coat of Duan Feiqing. Only his hand just touched the man's placket, and was gently blocked.

"A Heng, men and women don't kiss each other, the next one is still coming down." The original person on the bamboo bed, already woke up, opened the star-like eyes and looked at Lu Heng.