Medical Sovereign

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I did not expect that this unknown white fish is because of the natural and non-polluting reason, the taste is quite good, not only there are no thorns, even the fish blood is not much, the meat is delicate and tender, no smell.

Not only did he have no feeling of difficulty swallowing, but he was given a taste of delicious food, which was stronger than the taste of sashimi.

What surprised him the most was that after the fish was in the belly, it turned into a warm current and his infuriating atmosphere, which made his infuriating speed recover quickly.

What kind of fish is this? Can it be turned into infuriating, if it can be eaten for a long time, is it not necessary to cultivate?

Ding Ning wants to be more excited, his eyes are green and he continues to fish.

After catching a few fish bites in succession, Ding Ning was frustrated and found that only the white fish, which is almost transparent, has the effect of growing infuriating. Other fish have no difference from ordinary fish.

Fortunately, the number of whitefish is small, but it is not absolutely absent. Perhaps it is because the people here are extremely rare and isolated. These fish are not afraid of people, and even some are curious to swim around his legs.

Ding Ning continued to move forward, searching for the traces of white fish while fleeing. After tasting the white fish, other fish were hard to swallow.

As he progressed, the stream became deeper and deeper, and he was already drowned at his waist, and he felt the terrain was getting higher and higher, which made him suspect that the front might be a mountain, and the stream would flow down the mountain. .

Three white fish were caught along the way, so that he had no feeling of hunger. Instead, the stream was getting deeper and deeper and cooler.

The instinct of the white fish is constantly swimming in his meridians, forming a cycle, so that his infuriating strength continues to grow, and there is a feeling of getting hotter.

However, this feeling of hotness was offset by the colder and colder water temperature. Instead, Ding Ning felt that the whole body was Shutai, just like the cold winter waxing in the hot springs, and the capillary pores of the whole body stretched out.

Late at night, the moonlight was also obscured by the shade of the towering ancient trees on both sides of the stream. The stream was already drowned in Ding Ning's chest, and he was a little surprised at where the source of the stream was.

A trace of water vapor filled, forming a group of white fog, the fog is getting thicker and thicker, Ding Ning's line of sight was blocked, simply snorkeling into the water, not forgetting to catch the fish.

As the stream deepens, the number of white fish seems to be increasing. Ding Ning is very happy. Grab a white fish and eat it on the surface, then continue diving to catch fish.

I don't know how long it took. Ding Ning remembers how many white fish he has eaten. He only feels that the infuriating body of the body continues to grow and grow stronger.

Although he had no feeling of hunger long ago, the deliciousness of the white fish made him deeply infatuated, and even forgot that he was still in danger. As soon as he saw the white fish, he caught up and grabbed it.

Infuriating has long since regained its usual intensity, and it is constantly climbing. The continuous decline of water temperature and his increasingly hot and infuriating atmosphere form a delicate balance, which makes him ignore the anomalies of infuriating.

Ding Ning, who occasionally floated on the surface to eat white fish, also ignored the white fog on the water, and the stream became wider and deeper as the terrain increased, becoming a cold river.

If you can see through the white mist from the sky, you will find that the river where Ding is located is just one of the numerous diversions of a huge lake on the top of the mountain.

At this time, Ding Ning also noticed that he was going upstream from the increasingly difficult diving, and the water temperature was also falling.

Just as the number of white fish is increasing, and the size of the fish is getting bigger and bigger, the insults that can be absorbed are more and more, and the hot air is completely able to withstand the coldness of the river, so he decided to continue upstream.

And he never found out, just as he entered the white fog area, there was a white snake in the water not far behind him, staring at him.

This snake has only the thickness of the thumb, but it is only half a foot long. Unlike the ordinary water snake, its scale is very similar to the white fish, and it is almost transparent white.

The most amazing thing is that its head has already begun to appear, completely different from snakes.

Its forehead has a slight angular bulge, and two beard-shaped tentacles on both sides of the mouth gently squirm in the water, the head, the snake body, the fish scales, the cattle ears, the turtle eyes.

The tortoise is not like the cold and ruthless snakes of the general snakes, but full of spirituality and humanity.

If Ding Ning can detect its existence, he will be shocked to find that this white snake has almost no difference from the mythical legendary dragon except that there are no limbs and the top of the head does not grow out.

This is a snake that has already been degraded. It has already possessed primary wisdom. It is no longer a cold-blooded animal that is ignorant and only instincted to hunt.

Perhaps because it has never seen humans, so with Ding Ning, the smart eyes with a hint of curiosity and careful observation of his every move, even if he ate a lot of food originally belonging to it, did not act rashly.

Ding Ning did not realize that the danger was approaching, and he was still swallowing white fish while struggling to go upstream.

Until a certain moment, the undercurrent under the water suddenly stagnate, he only felt a loose, the water began to become gentle, he knew that he had swam to the top of the mountain, the source of the stream.

But when he floated to the surface, he looked at the body and was filled with thick white fog. At most, he could only see the visible distance of three meters, and the instinct was a little flustered.

Unknown is the source of fear in this world. After all, Ding Ning is just an ordinary person who will have some martial arts, and, with some power.

I suddenly found out that the strange environment in which I was at the moment made the five senses and six acquaintances that he had already used to lose their function. How could they not panic?

I didn't even notice that the speed of the infuriating circulation in his body was getting faster and faster, and more and more urgent. The white mist around him continued to enter his body like a sea of ​​rivers, and his meridians began to show a faint pain.

"噗", Watanabe Nomura smirked and pulled his right arm out of the last black iron warrior's chest. The right hand that had become a knives was still wearing a still beating heart.

The warm blood splashed his face, and in the dim night, it was like a goblin crawling out of the nine secluded hell.

"The Watanabe is very popular, and the style of work is clean and tidy, and I admire it!"

Ghosts don't know whether they are true or false compliments, but in their hearts they are secretly glad that Watanabe Nomura has invested in himself under his own rhetoric.

Otherwise, it is really necessary to fight. His mutated right hand is comparable to the weapon of the gods. With his ability to perceive danger, it is really hard to say who is going to kill him.

"Ghosts, I must cooperate with you to seize the doctor and make a sin. I also ask Ghosts to help me in front of the adults."

Watanabe Nomura knows that he has no way back, his posture is very low, and he is ninety degrees to the sneaky scorpion, with a respectful color in his tone.

The ghost grinned and patted him on the shoulder: "Do not worry, as long as Watanabe really works for the adult, the adults will not treat you badly."

"Hey! Ghosts, please rest assured, I will do my best to be loyal to the adults, and I will not forget the kindness of Ghosts."

Watanabe Nomura is a deep slogan and is very humble.

"Then we continue to grab the doctor and never let him run away."

Ghostly and arrogant, only the remaining six black iron warriors stood in obedience, quickly distracted and looked around, and stunned countless night birds.

......

By the stream, Yamada frowned and looked at the crystal clear fish bones in his hands, and his nose kept sniffing.

Hanako stood by, and the wolf was still licking the shoulders of blood, and he said with a lingering heart:

“Is this guy just a doctor? How is it more insidious than the experienced old hunters, and we have encountered no more than ten traps on this road.”

Yamada frowned, threw the fish bones in his hand and looked at the stream: "This man is too embarrassed to go along the stream, eliminating all his smell and making my nose lose its effect."

"Where will he escape?"

Hana took off the mask, revealing a delicate face, but the eyes flashed with a color of grievance.

The abilities she inspires only increase the speed, and there is no bonus to the tracking judgment. All can only be seen by Yamada.

"We chase the upstream. This fish bone is eaten by humans, and it has definitely been eaten soon after it has been eaten down the water."

Yamada stood up and said calmly.

"That's good, we chase, I must kill him."

Huazi gnawed his teeth and said that it was obvious how many psychological shadows Ding Ning had set up.

Yamada smiled bitterly and touched the broken shirt on his chest. He said with a heart: "This person is not simple. Just a trap in a hurry makes us suffer a big loss. If time is sufficient, I can guarantee that he can make it even more terrible. Trap, we must not take it lightly."

Hanako’s face was tight and he walked up the river quickly: “Then we hurry to chase and can’t give him plenty of time. Otherwise, if he carefully arranged the trap, we both would be dead.”

"Yeah, the insidiousness of this man gave me all the fear, and I must not give him plenty of time."

Yamada rushed to catch up, and some later agreed.

They just left, the graceful black figure quietly emerged, whispered: "This little devil has not only a dog nose, but even his head is very easy to use, just give me directions, otherwise I still don't know the guy. Where have you been?"

The black shadow flashed, as if it had never appeared before, it disappeared in place.

Over the mountain fields and Hanako, the night went straight to the source of the stream, and as the white fog in front of the eyes became thicker and deeper, a deep breath took a breath, and the eyebrows showed a happy color:

"The strong aura is more intense than the caves of the hidden world. Is there a spirituality here? This is developed, with enough aura support, maybe I can break through as a spiritual master."

She walked in the dense fog like a walk, and as she went deeper, her frowns were tightly picked up, and her face showed a trace of suspicious color, whispering softly:

"This aura is not right, Yin Yin contains yang, ice and fire are not allowed, and the fog is illusory. It is impossible to be angry and nourishment. Is it a fantasy? What is Ding Ning, this girl is most afraid of pain, it is for your girl to hurt once. Go back and say what you have to compensate me, hehe."

In the night alone, there was a word in his mouth, and his white index finger was extended. The bite of the face was bitten three times, and he bit his fingertips. He squeezed a drop of red blood, tearful eyes to the eyebrow: "Eye, open !"

In front of the flower, the environment changed greatly, and the dense fog that covered the sky disappeared in the sky. There was only a clear water tan of more than ten feet in front of the water. On the big bluestone on the side of the pool, a white snake coiled around it. On the other hand, the people stood up and daggered, and a pair of smart scorpions were somewhat jealous and angry, staring at the night alone, swallowing a bright red snake letter and snoring, seeming to warn her not to break her good deeds.