(052 If Life Is Only as First Seen)

Hook pig followed the sound and looked, the canyon is not without roads, there are a total of five rope bridges on it, the bridges are paved with wooden planks, although it looks a little rickety, but it should be no obstacle to cross the bridge.

In the center of each bridge, there seemed to be a man standing with a sword, as if waiting.

Just by looking closely, it became clear that the sword-wielder was not a human, but a wooden puppet.

Probably, it was the old man's work in that wooden house?

And in the center of one of the bridges, a slender woman wearing a light blue skirt, with a silver sword flying in her hand, was fighting fiercely with one of the puppets.

The two sides are staggered, and dangers are everywhere.

At the head of the bridge on this side of the canyon, there were four white-clothed outer disciples like them, looking at the center of the bridge, their eyes revealing anxiousness.

These people were obviously from another Wuyuan, but they had come here before Hook Pig.

They obviously didn't want to accept the transmission on the first layer, and hoped to cross the bridge and break through directly to the second layer.

Hook Pig looked at the woman who was fighting with the puppet on the bridge.

Each of these outer disciples has reached the threefold foundation building level or above, and that woman is even more at the peak of the foundation building quadruple. What she used was not the same cloud-piercing sword technique as them, but the momentum was surging, and the strange moves were repeated, and the sword in her hand was really like autumn leaves flying in the sky, beautiful and sharp.

But strangely, the puppet always seemed to be better than her. It dismantles and unloads the force one by one, without any confusion. A beauty and a puppet, the sword moves performed are simply as perfect as a textbook. Seeing that everyone's eyes were a little straight.

"You can only go up one person per bridge. The old man said the rules as if he were a family, "You can go by any way." But don't think about taking a detour or going down the canyon. ”

"There is no end to the canyon, and I have never seen anyone who has come up from here alive. If you change your mind and want to learn swordsmanship, you can always come to me. ”

As soon as he had finished speaking, he went back to his carpenter's work, leaving a crowd of people nervously watching the results of the sword fight on the bridge.

Although there are five bridges, the other four have been empty and no one dares to break through. Obviously, everyone wants to see the results of the first person to break the bridge, and then decide on the next action.

After all, people are human beings, and it is impossible not to make mistakes. Although the woman's swordsmanship was exquisite, she fought hundreds of moves, her true qi gradually became unstable, and there were signs of slackness in her sword moves.

The woman suddenly screamed, and her moves were all messed up, and the flaws were wide open.

Hook Pig originally thought that the victory and defeat had been divided, and the puppet would stop, but he didn't expect that the wooden man didn't spare his hand at all, and the sword was sharp, and he came straight to the woman's chest.

"Senior Sister Lan, be careful!" I don't know who shouted.

Only then did the woman surnamed Lan come to her senses, and she hurriedly raised her sword in her right hand to separate the puppet's move. But only to hear the whirring wind, the puppet's sword turned and struck from the top of his head.

All moves are dead hands!

This puppet is going to take advantage of the situation to put this woman to death!

"Who said that a bridge can only be on one person!" The situation is so sinister, hooking the pig's mouth with a thought, his feet are lightly used, his toes are light, his body is galloping, and he runs to the center of the bridge in three or five steps.

If he hadn't come, this woman surnamed Lan would have died a long time ago!

Seeing the hook pig rushing to the bridge to save people, the others were also taken aback. Song Ruhai, Mu Tou and the others originally planned to hurry up, but they couldn't go up to this seemingly ordinary rope bridge. There seemed to be an incomparably powerful force on the bridge, and as soon as they stepped on it, they would be bounced off by it.

Why is it okay to hook pigs? Everybody doesn't know why. But everyone was blocked by the invisible force on the bridge, and could only watch from the bridge in a stupid manner.

This puppet has forced Senior Sister Lan to the point where there is no way out. Behind her were bridge ropes, on which she leaned her back. All other directions were shrouded in the puppet's sword light.

"What a, die!" Hook Pig stabbed the puppet in the head with a sword.

"Huh?" the puppet let out an empty buzzing sound. It also seemed taken aback, probably not expecting to face two opponents at the same time. The two swords intersected on the ground, and after separating the sword moves of the hook pig, he did not immediately counterattack the hook pig with his sword, but turned his head to find the woman's location. It seems that for it, the injured opponent is its first target.

The hook pig grabbed the woman's right arm, and then pointed to tiptoe and pulled her back violently.

Fortunately, this woman is slender and pulls it in her hand, which is really light. The hook pig took a few steps and retreated, but the vicious puppet did not chase after him.

"Ruoshuang, are you alright?" The unknown outer disciples immediately surrounded him.

The woman, named Lan Ruoshuang, was suddenly hit by the sword, blood burst out from under her right shoulder, and her face turned pale. The sword wound was still secondary, and the shock was really not light. After all, she was only a few moments away from death. This time she was rescued by Hook Pig, she was still shocked, and the whole person was paralyzed and leaned on Hook Pig.

It was very comfortable to support her slightly fragrant and soft body, and the hook pig was also very reluctant to let go, but she still had to push her to her Wu Yuan brothers, and the group surrounded her at once.

"Senior sister is injured!

"Give her medicine to stop the bleeding!"

"No," said another woman in their courtyard, "Senior sister, this wound is too big. Although this muscle-building hemostatic cream is powerful, if it can't be sutured, it is still useless. The medicine was washed away by the blood that flowed out, and the senior sister had to quickly withdraw from the Transmission Pagoda and go to the Rejuvenation Hospital to heal her injuries. ”

All four of them looked at each other a bit. Obviously, since Lan Ruoshuang was injured, it was unlikely that she would go out of the tower alone and run to the Rejuvenation Courtyard by herself. That is, at least one person should accompany them. And the person who accompanied him inexplicably lost the opportunity to receive the transmission of gong in the temple within this year, and the tuition fee was in vain, and he had to pay the tuition again when he came back next year.

What's even worse is that the remaining three people are all Wuyuan brothers, but they can continue to receive the gong here. Although the brothers and sisters of the same Wuyuan trust each other, in fact, the internal competition is also a huge pressure, and no one wants to lag behind others in strength.

For a moment it was extremely quiet, and no one answered. After a while, a junior brother who was not tall but thick and sturdy said:

"I sent my senior sister to the Rejuvenation Courtyard. ”

This person's name is Lin Xiao, and he has admired Lan Ruoshuang in the same Wuyuan for a long time. But Lan Ruoshuang is usually very cold and arrogant, and at the same time, his talent and strength are far higher than him, and he usually doesn't dare to show it.

Just now, he also thought that he would have to leave the Transmission Tower, so he hesitated for a long time. After all, entering the Transmission Pagoda is a great opportunity to improve your strength. And in this Xuanmen, the strength is a big difference, how can you win the heart of the senior sister just by offering some courtesy?

"Forget it, I won't drag you down, I'll go back alone. Lan Ruoshuang was also a little disheartened by the puppet's sword. She also didn't want to owe Lin Xiao too much favor. For these junior brothers who are not strong, she has a feeling of hating iron but not steel.

It's not the first time she's confronted a puppet here. Originally, she was confident that her swordsmanship had improved enough to defeat that puppet, so that she could take the lead in entering the second level of transmission and continue to maintain her strength in this Wu Academy.

Unexpectedly, this puppet's swordsmanship seemed to be increasing with her strength, and it was always stronger than her. Her overconfidence made her suffer a lot.

"If I had to stitch up a wound, I would. When these people were entangled, one person outside the circle spoke lightly.

Lin Xiao glanced at the man's slender figure and thin face, as well as a pair of small eyes, and he was shrewd. He is very familiar with this person's appearance, and it should be said that since Tang Su made a big fuss with them in the Liangong Square a few days ago, this thief's face has become famous in the entire outer courtyard.

"You're the ......," he was going to say, "you're the hooker who used to be a thief." But after all, the other party had just rescued Senior Sister Lan, whom he admired, from the puppet, and he couldn't turn his face so quickly, and immediately called him a thief.

"Yes, I'm the thief. Hook Pig smiled faintly. He doesn't care about that. It doesn't matter what he is in the eyes of others, as long as he is still a brother in the eyes of his brothers and sisters in the Wu Academy, it doesn't matter if all beings in the Three Realms despise him as a thief.

The remaining three men and one woman in this Wu courtyard all stared at the unusual guy in front of them. Their expressions were very complex, mixed with contempt and distrust, but also surprise and expectation. They hadn't lost anything, so they didn't have a special hatred for thieves. It's just that being a brother with a thief is a bit of a lowering of their identity, which is really annoying to think about. But it was this person again, who had just inexplicably rushed to the heart of the bridge to rescue Senior Sister Lan, whom they admired. And this is the only one who will stitch up the wound?

"Let him come. Lan Ruoshuang's pale face showed an indifferent expression, "What a thief." You're prepared to use this skill for yourself when you get hurt during the theft......"

"Well, that's good. "It's the first time I've seen other people from the Wu Yuan talk about his identity so easily, as if they don't mind at all.

Blue skin is snow-white, especially delicate skin with a waxy shimmer, adding a sense of warmth. But the sword wound under the collarbone was terrifying, about two inches long, and the wound was slightly opened, and even the ribs could be seen. When Hook Pig came to see her, her pale face flushed slightly. If it weren't for this sword, the skin under her collarbone would never be open to the opposite sex like Hook Pig.

The wound has been coated with hemostatic myogenic cream. This ointment commonly used in the gento contains Aoki aura, which can restore wounds. Those who have a path can absorb this aura and heal themselves for Aoki's true qi. Coupled with the special effects of many of these drugs, wounds heal extremely quickly. But it also takes at least one night.

And Lan Ruoshuang's tragic wound will open and close with breathing. So repeatedly, no matter how good the medicine is, it can't work.

Hook Pig pulled some clean silk threads from his robe. As for the needle, he snapped off a section of sharpening from the copper wire on his wrist. After burning it with a fire breaker, tie a thin thread to the end of the blunt head, and then begin to thread the needle through the blue skin.

The girl's brows were tightly knit, her silver teeth were clenched, and her head was sweating, but she never cried out in pain.

It took more than 20 stitches for her to completely close the two-inch-long wound. After washing the wound and applying the ointment, Lan Ruoshuang changed into a spare dress. After a while, the image of the heroic and beautiful swordsman was restored.

By this time it was getting dark.

"Everybody, go to the cabin. Lan Ruoshuang reminded everyone, "It's not good to stay outside at night here!"

Nine people from the two Wu Yuan were all crowded in the old man's puppet workshop. The old man was nowhere to be found, and he seemed to have gone to his basement to spend the night on his own. Two groups of people from the Martial Arts House crowded into the small workshop, each occupying one end of the room, each discussing their plans for the next day.

I don't know why, maybe in a distrust of the other party. Lan Ruoshuang and their Wu Yuan had built some kind of enchantment around them. This barrier cut off their voices, and even their images were somewhat blurred.