When Qin Ming left the woods, it was almost dawn.


    Qiao Yuxi lay obliquely in the grass, her long hair was scattered and messy, her clothes were messy, and her face was pale without any blood color. She was dying and completely fainted. The toss in the middle of the night made her dead and alive, unconscious and awake, awake and unconscious, back and forth, lasting at least 30 times.


    In the dark forest, in this quiet corner, Qin Ming pinched her neck with one hand and controlled the resentment of Shura knife with the other hand, invading her soul again and again.


    Qiao Yuxi is also a warrior, but the realm is only Lingwu realm. He has hardly fought in ordinary times. How can he resist Qin''s Shura sword. A series of grievances, like raging rivers, rushed into her soul, invaded her mind and chilled her soul. Her eyes were staring at the sky, and her lax eyes were staring at the sky. The night seemed to turn into blood. The world was no longer beautiful and peaceful, but all kinds of killing, death, all kinds of evil spirits and ferocious scenes, and her ears echoed with sad screams.


    Qiao Yuxi seemed to fall into an endless abyss, suffocating and desperate, but she was unable to struggle and drowned alive. It was like being thrown into a bloody killing battlefield. No matter how she cried and screamed, no one came to save her until she was torn to pieces.


    Whenever she was unconscious, Qin Ming withdrew his grievances and woke her up. No matter how he begged or cried, he grabbed his neck and stimulated her with Shura knife.


    Once... Twice... Three times


    When the tenth time, Qiao Yuxi collapsed as soon as she was rescued and woke up. She knelt in front of Qin Ming and kowtowed. She didn''t want dignity, nobility, lofty and so on. She trembled when she thought of what Qin Ming had to do, and even exaggerated to tear open her clothes and devote herself.


    Qin Ming just smiled, ignored and showed no sympathy. He grabbed his neck and came again.


    The 15th time, she had collapsed, lying on the ground and couldn''t even move her fingers. Except for shaking her eyes and fear, she had no strength to beg.


    But Qin Ming still had no sympathy. He tortured him alive until dawn. He smiled and left a sentence: "treat Wenyang well. I''m not kidding you. You know what I know tonight. If others know, it''s not as simple as torturing you."


    Qiao Yuxi''s coma position was very hidden. No one paid attention to it all day. Because she usually lived in seclusion and had little contact with people in the manor, she didn''t attract attention except for her servant girls looking everywhere.


    When Qiao Yuxi woke up, it was already evening. She seemed to be seriously ill. She felt unspeakable pain all over her body. Even her soul was tingling. She seemed to have lost her soul and lay on the wet grass. A wave of resentment grew in my heart, but it was swallowed up by endless fear. I shuddered at the thought of last night''s experience. Those bloody and ferocious pictures flooded into my mind like a flood, like tearing her alive.


    Qiao Yuxi thought of Qin Ming''s smiling face, his whole body was cold from the inside out, and his teeth were shaking. Since she was a child, she was spoiled at home. No one dared to provoke her when she married here. She was indulged. Let alone beat her and scold her. There was no one to scold her. This time, she was really tossed and miserable.


    "Are you awake?" Wen Yang sat in the yard all night and saw Qin Ming coming in from the outside. Then he came back to himself.


    "Are you ready?"


    "Ah? Ah!! OK!!" Wen Yang''s depression cleared away and almost jumped up. It''s a medium-grade prefecture level martial art. It''s still thunder department. He''s excited when he thinks about it.


    "It''s inconvenient for me to tell you the name of martial arts."


    "Of course! Of course! Whatever!" Wen Yang was excited and incoherent. He might know that he had gone too far and grinned to hide his embarrassment.


    "Before I teach you martial arts, I want to transform your physique."


    "Transformation?"


    "The leap from triple heaven to quadruple heaven is the first barrier in the territory of earth and martial arts. It is not only so simple to improve the realm, but also has a direct impact on your future growth. I have some precious medicine that can help you cut hair and wash marrow, refine meridians, improve your physique, and lay a solid foundation for your leap to quadruple heaven."


    Wen Yang took three deep breaths in a row, suppressing the excitement that almost gushed out. No one has ever been so kind to him. His family, even his wife, are so indifferent, let alone support his martial arts. He bowed deeply to Qin Ming. At this moment, his eyes were even ruddy: "thank you!"


    "No, it''s a piece of work." Qin Ming smiled and helped.


    Wen Yang got up, looked at Qin Ming deeply, walked over and suddenly hugged him. "Thank you! Really thank you!"


    "Let''s see the effect first."


    "Now?"


    "You can''t be here. Let''s go to the forest and find a place where no one bothers. You should have some trusted bodyguards and take them with you."


    "Good!!" Wen Yang''s heart gushed out a heat flow again, right! Go outside! Lei Dao''s cultivation is so dynamic that it''s easy to disturb the people in the manor. In case someone comes to make trouble, his chance of waiting for many years can''t be destroyed. "By the way, I haven''t asked you. What is your realm now?"


    "Shengwu."


    "Oh, I said... What? What! Shengwu?" Wen Yang almost bit his tongue.


    "Isn''t it?"


    "How old are you?" Wen Yang knew that Qin Ming had some secrets. His demeanor was very different from the people he met, but he could see that Qin Ming was not a big grade.


    "Guess how old I am? Call your bodyguard and shut up in the mountains. Isn''t your second sister coming back in a month? You don''t have much time."


    Although Wen Yang is unpopular with the family, he is pure and good-natured and kind to his servants. His prestige in the manor is not low, and he is not stupid. He has been training bodyguards, many of whom are loyal.


    Wen Yang summoned ten Diwu level bodyguards to accompany him into the mountains. He grew up here and was familiar with the mountains and forests. He knew where to hide, where to be safe, and even where to have strong spiritual power.


    Qin Ming first avoided them and took out the bronze tripod in the hidden canyon. It was originally the treasure he used to sprint into the realm of holy martial arts. Unexpectedly, he made a wonderful breakthrough, but the liquid medicine and heart in the bronze tripod are still very precious treasures. It is impossible for a person to refine.


    He extracted some liquid medicine from it and divided it into small bottles and cans.


    "What is this?" Wen Yang became very respectful when he knew that Qin''s life was a holy martial arts. Anyone who could grow into a holy martial arts was a genius for practicing martial arts, especially those who came and went alone. It was even more difficult and extremely difficult to become a holy martial arts.


    "The precious medicine I said!" Qin Ming opened the jade bottle, and a glow came out. It was full of color, and the green awn was the most prosperous. It covered the deep valley with a layer of rosy clothes, and the strong fragrance of medicine filled the world, infiltrating flowers, plants and trees, as if all flowers and bones were blooming at this moment.


    Wenyang couldn''t help but take a deep breath. The medicine fragrance penetrated his body, like a clear spring washing blood and bones, which was unspeakably comfortable. Even the guards outside the valley looked back in amazement and breathed the fragrance of medicine, refreshing and intoxicating.


    "Now have confidence?" Qin Ming smiled and handed it to him.


    Wen Yang had no idea about the precious medicine mentioned by Qin Ming before. He just thought it was some medicine quenched by lingguo lingcao. Unexpectedly, it was such a valuable thing that he could feel its extraordinary without asking. "Confident! Very confident!!"


    Star Pavilion! A white haired old man stood on the huge star moon altar with his hands on his back, looking up at the vast starry sky. The moonlight was bright and beautiful, cool as water, with stars shining brightly and brightly. The altar looks like a full moon with embedded star awns. The engraved lines and star array correspond to the sky, as if the whole Star River were summarized on the altar.


    Moonlight and starlight spread over the island, taking care of the inner lake where Xingxiang Pavilion is located like a mirror, and all the fluorescence reflected from the lake converges to Xingxiang Pavilion, which is manifested in this ancient altar. The huge altar was lit up, clear like glass, and like a bright moon falling. All the stars seemed to fly and dance in the air, beautiful, mysterious, dazzling and charming.


    The old man was in the endless starlight. He seemed to blend with the starry sky. His white hair was windless, his robe was light, his old cheeks were cold and solemn, but his eyebrows were dignified.