Chapter 1640 Can You Give It Back to Me?

"Yun Xiao, even if you live a new life, you still cannot escape the fate of death!"

In a daze, Yun Xiao suddenly heard a voice engraved in his bones, and when he turned his head following the sound, what he saw was a spear point that was shining coldly.

Crack!

When the soft sound came out, Yun Xiao only felt a pain in his heart, and a long spear had pierced his chest. He only felt that this scene was very familiar, even so familiar that he had experienced it himself.

"Emperor Canglong, Lu Qinwan, it's you again!"

When Yun Xiao raised his head and saw two figures whose faces he could not see clearly but exuded a familiar aura, he couldn't help but rage, because they were his two biggest enemies in his previous life.

"Give up, Yun Xiao, you can't take revenge!"

It was as if the sound of a sigh came from an extremely far away place, which made De Yunxiao generate a burst of strength out of nowhere, and retreated abruptly, out of the range of the domineering spear.

boom!

However, at this moment, Yun Xiao suddenly felt a pain in his lower abdomen, and then his whole body rose into the air like a dragon riding a fog, and finally fell hard.

Puff tom!

There was a sound of falling water, and Yun Xiao felt that his eyes, ears, mouth and nose were covered by the water, and he couldn't even breathe, and finally fell into a coma again because of holding his breath.

After being so dazed for an unknown amount of time, Yun Xiao opened his eyes again, but what caught his eyes was a wooden roof, and there seemed to be small holes in it, dripping water drops downwards. .

"It turns out that what happened before was just a dream!"

Yun Xiao, who opened his eyes, forced his slightly limp body to sit up from the bed, as if trying to understand something, he couldn't help murmuring.

In fact, Yun Xiao's last memory is what happened in the sky-climbing ladder space before using the heart to teleport out. His eyes really turned black.

It wasn't until this moment that Yun Xiao wanted to understand a little bit, and at the same time, a little fear rose, secretly thinking that this time, he might be a little reckless.

With the help of the teleportation in the Qixin space, Yun Xiao was indeed teleported to the Nine Layers of Dragon Heaven, but not only did he fail to catch up with the genius Jiang Jingyu of the Chongxiao Sect, but he made himself miserable.

This is very similar to when Yunxiao teleported from Qianlong Continent to Tenglong Continent, but at that time it fell from the sky, this time it fell directly into the river.

"It seems that someone saved me!"

What a sane Yun Xiao is, although his mind is still a little unclear, he can still guess a general idea. If he had been unconscious in the water, he would have been drowned long ago, right?

"What is this place?"

After thinking through these obscure details, Yun Xiao began to look at the situation in the room, and then he found that it was an extremely simple thatched hut, not to mention the air leaks everywhere, and the drizzle outside, even the roof could not block it live.

crunch!

When Yun Xiao was looking at the situation in the room, the simple door was pushed open from the outside, and then a rather ugly boy walked in, making Yun Xiao turn his eyes away immediately come over.

"Ah, are you awake?!"

The ugly boy who just walked into the room was naturally Wang Zilang who rescued Yun Xiao from the river, but this time when he entered the room, he saw the man sitting up from the bed and staring at himself , couldn't help exclaiming in surprise, the voice was filled with a hint of joy.

To be honest, after rescuing Yun Xiao that day, because of Zeng Lianhu's words, Wang Zilang came back after finishing picking water.

And Zeng Lianhu who said "Leave it to me" just threw the young man out of his thatched hut in the end, and he had to help Yun Xiao onto the simple bed.

Originally thought that in such a harsh environment, this guy who had been soaked in the water for an unknown number of days might not be able to really wake up, but he didn't expect that this person not only woke up, but also seemed to be recovering well.

Whoosh!

Just when Wang Zilang was surprised and delighted, the young man on the bed suddenly jumped up, and then stood in front of him, those eyes that seemed to be shining with a flash of lightning, fixedly stared at this The third young master of the Wang family.

"What... what's wrong?"

For some reason, even though the rough-clothed boy didn't emit a strong aura, Wang Zilang's heart beat violently, he took a step back subconsciously, and asked tremblingly.

"You saved me?"

Yun Xiao's eyes flickered brightly, and he asked directly. After seeing the ugly boy nodding, he asked in a deep voice, "Can you give me back my waist?"

It turned out that Yun Xiao suddenly jumped out of bed precisely because he found that the waist around his waist had disappeared. The first object of his suspicion was naturally the ugly boy who rescued him.

Even Yun Xiao once thought that this guy who fished him out of the river was probably not really kind-hearted, but because he took a fancy to his own waist and wanted to make a fortune.

Therefore, Yun Xiao made up his mind, if this kid took the initiative to return his favor to himself, then he would not care about it, and it would not be impossible to even give some rewards.

But if this kid pretends to be stupid and refuses to pay the waist, then he will not care about the life-saving grace anymore. After all, there are many things that are extremely important to Yun Xiao within the waist.

Among other things, Yun Xiao had already regarded the little dragon Yinlong Shuling as his own son, and he still had to rely on this cheap son to win Shen Xingmu's favor.

Of course, the waist that belongs to Yun Xiao has already been restrained by his soul. At least the cultivators below the Heavenly Realm, or the cultivators who have not reached the high-level soul of the sky, it is impossible to open the waist. Take out what's inside.

Perhaps this was also the reason why neither the golden snake insect Xiaowu nor the ancient Tianhuang Hongyu made a move when the waist was taken away that day. They were all waiting for Yun Xiao to wake up and solve it by themselves.

"Na...Na waist?"

However, after Yun Xiao asked, Wang Zilang was confused, and the rhetorical question in his mouth made Yun Xiao sneer inwardly, secretly thinking that this seemingly simple boy has quite good acting skills.

But the fact is that Wang Zilang really didn't know what to do. He fished Yun Xiao out of the river that day, and he only wanted to save people. Just after draining the sewage from Yun Xiao's belly, Zeng Lianhu came over and beat him. a whip.

Therefore, when Wang Zilang really had time to pay attention to Yun Xiao, it was when he came back exhausted physically and mentally after picking up water, and at that time, the waist on Yun Xiao's body had long since disappeared.

"Boy, if you hand over your waist right now, I can pretend that nothing happened. It's not a big deal even to cure you of this congenital morbidity. ruthless!"

How could Yun Xiao come to make false claims with this ugly young man? With his knowledge and induction, he naturally sensed Wang Zilang's congenital failure immediately. He believed that if he used this method of repayment to seduce, the other party should have no resistance.

"What? Can you cure congenital meridians? I...I...I..."

Sure enough, after Yun Xiao finished speaking, Wang Zilang was shocked suddenly, and said "I" three times in a row, but he was so excited that he didn't know how to express himself.

Ever since Wang Zilang was sensible, he was told that he was congenitally unable to cultivate his meridians, and he might not be able to cultivate his meridian qi for the rest of his life. When he became an adult, he was sent to this remote Wuhuang village.

With the financial resources of the Wang family, it is true that many powerful pulse refiners were hired to heal Wang Zilang's congenital broken veins, and some even invited a high-ranking heavenly pulse refiner.

It's a pity that a disease like a congenital broken pulse is a terminal illness in Tenglong Continent, and not everyone in Jiuchong Longxiao can be cured at will.

At the beginning, Yun Xiao was able to use a method of separating the air, allowing Qian Sanyuan and others to initially control Xue Ningxiang's congenital inexorable veins at the level of an earth-level vein refiner, mainly thanks to his previous life, the Holy Spirit of the God of War, Longxiao. The method of a high-level pulse refiner.

As far as Wang Zilang's congenital bleed, even a real saint-level pulse refiner might not be able to resolve it, so his father, who is the head of the royal family, was also desperate and sent him down. Wuhuang Village.

"No, it's impossible, don't make me happy!"

However, after a brief surprise, Wang Zilang finally managed to retain a sliver of reason. How could this young man who seemed to be just over 20 years old be able to cure him of congenital deprivation that even a high-level pulse alchemist could not do anything about?

From Wang Zilang's point of view, this young man should be desperate to get back his waistline, and he didn't know where he had found out about his congenital morbidity, so he used it to scare people.

"But your Nayao, I remember where it might be!"

Just when Yun Xiao was about to say something, Wang Zilang shook his head dejectedly, and he heard him say: "But I advise you better not to think about taking back the waist, so as not to risk your little life. Get in too!"

Presumably, Wang Zilang thought of the ruthlessness of the Zeng father and son. There was once a passing cultivator who was assassinated by the Zeng father and son, and finally ended up with no bones left.

The so-called saving wealth and avoiding disasters, Wang Zilang had already guessed that when Zeng Lianhu got this person back that day, he must have taken his waist.

And Zeng Lianhu didn't hurt the young man's life, which means he is in a good mood, if you still insist on going to the door, maybe the other party will become angry from embarrassment, and this little life will be hard to save.

boom!

However, just as Wang Zilang's words of admonition fell, the door of this small hut was kicked open from the outside, and then a figure of five big and three thick walked quickly, and when he stood there, there was A strong sense of oppression.

"Tiger... Brother Tiger?!"

When Wang Zilang turned around in shock, he immediately recognized that it was Zeng Lianhu, the son of the village head, and his voice trembled a little.