The Heavens: Falling Ink From Douluo

Chapter 522 Poor people must have something to hate

The endless prairie is not an absolutely smooth road.

There are also cliffs.

It's just that there are relatively few.

Lin Chaoci walked in a straight line. The big black horse he sat on was an excellent breed he had cultivated since childhood. Although it was not a sweaty BMW, it was better than a sweaty BMW in all aspects of performance. He could lift his hoof casually and move A kick is about three thousand kilograms of force. If you lift your hoof and kick it while running, the force can exceed six thousand kilograms, that is, it is more than three thousand kilograms.

Not to mention a low-level gangster, even a top-notch master would be kicked to pieces if he was not careful.

When running, it is as fast as a sports car.

Normally it’s about sixty kilometers an hour.

Running at a constant speed is about 110 kilometers an hour.

The ultimate run can reach 170 kilometers in one hour.

However, normal and even speed running can last for more than ten hours without stopping, but extreme running only needs to run for half an hour, and you are basically overloaded. If you continue to run, it will not only cause muscle cramps, but also endanger your health. Life is probably the only shortcoming of this big dark horse.

However, even this is the only shortcoming, but it is also an advantage that countless BMWs can't get.

Therefore, along the way, Lin Chaoci never gave in.

Encountered a relatively high slope?
The height is less than five meters, jump over and continue walking.

Encountered a long and narrow cliff again?
The length is less than 20 meters, so jump over and continue walking.

Within two or three hours, I saw a mountain range directly in front of me. It was rolling and rolling, but it was a little short. It looked like it was more than 100 meters high and not very long. The mountain was covered with wind erosion caused by the biting cold wind. Whenever the cold wind passes through these caves, it will make a very uncomfortable "wow" sound.

It's getting late.

It always gets darker earlier in the north.

Especially in winter.

In early March, for the south, it may even be spring, and in terms of solar terms, it is indeed spring. However, in the cold north, the snow has not yet melted in many places, and nightfall often falls earlier.

Most of the grasslands are plain areas.

There was no shelter from the wind.

"Just take a rest at the foot of this mountain!"

Lin Chaoci was riding a horse and was not going to rush to see Guo Jing under the stars. Getting on the pole was not a business. He was here to rob his luck, not to be Guo Jing's dog. It would be best if he could conquer Guo Jing. Even if he couldn't, he would still be there. The black men of the World Will of the Condor turned against each other, and they were just people he could kill casually. Nothing was more important than his own life. Even if he admired Guo Jing's character, it was not a reason to be merciful from a hostile stance.

Walk around the mountain and look at it as you go.

Finally, a corner sheltered from the wind was found.

He got off his horse and stepped on the ground.

The green grass that had begun to grow vigorously suddenly turned into a withered yellow color, and then, one by one broke out of the ground and twisted into a ball of grass.

Lin Chaoci stamped his feet again.

Three earthen walls rise from the ground.

The height can be about one meter.

The length is about 15 meters.

Sit on the ground at just the right height.

The grass ball is in the center of the three walls.

On both sides, there are earth walls to block the wind.

Behind him was where Lin Chaoci sat.

In front, there is a broad and good view.

He untied the bag that had been hanging on the saddle and took out a small military pot from it. With a snap of his fingers, a flame flew out from his fingertips and landed on the dry grass not far away. The fire suddenly brightened up and brought warmth. Then it came, dissipating some of the insignificant chill.

The big black horse consciously walked to the earth wall on the left.

The dim light of the fire illuminated half of its body.

Bags and other things are placed on the earth wall on the right.

Lin Chaoci took out his kettle, poured some water from the kettle, put it in the marching pot, placed the marching pot directly above the fire, and boiled some hot water. While eating, I took out a few more boxes of self-heating rice from the bag and disposed of them properly.

Then, he sat down.

Leaning against the earth wall, he took off various knives.

He took out the oilcloth and wiped it gently.In fact, there is no need to wipe it at all. Weapons such as the Poetry of the Final Lament have the ability to repair themselves. Many other weapons are also worthless and can be created by Lin Chaoci with a brush. , just use up one batch and replace it with a new one.

However, people are always bored sometimes.

The night is long.

Cleaning the knife is just a way to pass the time.

Otherwise, if you play games all night and play for a long time, you will feel boring. This is commonly known as aesthetic fatigue.

Cleaning the knife took more than 20 minutes.

Self-heating rice and hot water are also available.

Lin Chaoci took out the chopstick tube from the bag, took out a pair of jade chopsticks, and took out some clean white porcelain plates. He left a box of self-heating rice and lifted the lids of the remaining boxes of self-heating rice. He opened it and fell into a small steel basin, placed it in front of the big black horse, clapped his hands, and a stone pillar rose from the ground, lifting the steel basin to a position suitable for the big black horse to lower his head to eat.

Afterwards, Lin Chaoci made no move.

It seemed like I just closed my eyes and thought for a few seconds.

There are some more steaming dishes on these white porcelain plates. Although they are not fragrant, they are still rare and delicious with all the colors, flavors and flavors.

Seven meat and eight vegetables, four soups and one rice.

When it comes to enjoyment, Lin Chaoci knows it.

After a delicious meal, Lin Chaoci burped with satisfaction, drank some hot water to smoothen his stomach, and was too lazy to wash the dishes. He placed the leftovers on the ground casually, stretched out his hand to grab them, and took them out of the bag. He took out a pillow, and Ge You leaned against it in a paralyzed manner. He raised the game console in his hand, looked at the cassette, replaced it with a stand-alone game he had never played before, and started playing by himself.

Innate masters have very good physical fitness.

Even if the cold wind blows, you won't catch a cold.

However, for Mei Chaofeng, who was running under the cover of night, drinking hair and blood all year round, and relying on his sense of hearing and smell, this aroma of food wafting from nowhere was a complete torture.

Her eyes have long been blind.

Being unable to see is a huge torture for anyone, let alone what kind of torture it is for this kind of defect to happen to a master of martial arts who once had good hearing and sight.

Without her sight, she couldn't eat.

Not to mention she was just a blind first-class expert, even the blind grandmaster could only starve on this endless prairie.

poor person must have something mean.

Hateful people must suffer miserably.

Mei Chaofeng was in this situation largely because she and Chen Xuanfeng deliberately sought death. If they had not taken away the Nine Yin Scripture, Huang Yaoshi's wife Feng Heng would not have copied the Nine Yin Scripture. The other four Huang Yaoshi's apprentices, including Qu Lingfeng, Lu Chengfeng and others, were exasperated and had their hamstrings broken and were innocently kicked out of the apprenticeship.

Four people like Qu Lingfeng and Lu Chengfeng really are like the saying goes - when people sit at home, the pot comes from the sky!

Two heartless senior brothers and sisters.

Killed all the other four people.

Tell me, it’s okay for you two to elope, it’s none of our business, but why do you need to bring the Nine Yin Sutra with you when you elope?

The whole wife was mentally and physically exhausted and died of a miscarriage.

In the end, no one could stop Master.

So, whose pot is it?

That must be Chen Xuanfeng and Mei Chaofeng!
Perhaps Mei Chaofeng was taking revenge on Huang Yaoshi.

But Chen Xuanfeng is also a brainless idiot.

伱Tell me, at that time, Master’s wife was pregnant. Go and have a good talk with Master Feng Heng. Good things come in pairs. Internal digestion is always better than external digestion. Let Master beg for mercy. Could Master Huang Yaoshi really have the heart to do this? , at this juncture before Xiao Huang Rong was born, he broke up the pair of mandarin ducks under his sect and kicked you two out of the house, just because of the so-called breaking the rules of the sect, not for good luck?
fart!

The rules of the sect were all decided by Huang Yaoshi!
What father doesn’t want his wife and children to be safe during childbirth?

Even if he pays attention to metaphysics, he will be open-minded.

It can be regarded as accumulating blessings for my first child.

Therefore, don't feel sorry for Mei Chaofeng.

Mei Chaofeng deserved to be in this situation.

It's not her fault that she's in love.

But it was her fault that she would bring harm to her classmates.

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