The transcendence of the magic soldier

Chapter 102 Once Forgotten Memories (2) Subscribe
Nangong Wentian caressed her forehead lightly, a biting chill came to her heart, but her expression did not change at all.

"Can this cold poison be treated with medicine?"

Seeing the pained moaning expression on Ai Ji's immature face, he felt a pang in his heart, but there was nothing he could do.

"Brother Nangong, will my sister die?"

Irene, who was also sitting on the bed, pulled his sleeves with wet eyes, and said with a sob.

Uncle Chen stroked his long beard, looked at Ai Ji, thought for a moment and sighed: "I know that Lieyan Ganoderma can cure this cold poison, but..."

It is born to be recognized by the ice and snow silkworm, but at the same time it will be eroded by it, perhaps it is blessing and misfortune.

A strange light flashed in Nangong Wentian's eyes, he pondered for a moment, helped Ai Ji cover the quilt and stood up.

"Uncle Chen, please take care of these two sisters for me, I'll go out for a while."

"Could it be that you want to go to the Dark Swamp? That's absolutely impossible. It's not like you don't know how dangerous it is."

Uncle Chen seemed to have guessed what he was thinking, and said in shock.

No one has ever dared to set foot there, even though they don't know the specific strength of Nangong Wentian, but they can't die in vain.

"Dangerous...maybe!"

Nangong Wentian laughed at himself, turned around and left the wooden house.

……

The Dark Swamp, the legendary place of death, almost no one sets foot here, because there are many extremely dangerous magic beasts and the three-legged crow, one of the 24 fierce beasts.

The sky is gray, and it seems to be raining heavily. There is no grass in the dark swamp, and the wet and loose soil feels like falling into an abyss.

clang clang...

When Nangong Wentian set foot in this area, strange noises resounded in the originally peaceful swamp, echoing around.

But he still didn't stop, walking towards the depths of the swamp.

Suddenly, a group of sticky objects, all black and strange creatures emerged from the swamp. There were hundreds of them, and they surrounded him.

Nangong Wentian stopped walking, his face was still as calm as the surface of water, without any fluctuation, he said in a low voice.

"Evil power - the death of all things!"

Hundreds of strange creatures that hadn't reacted were all turned into gray smoke in an instant and drifted away with the wind.

When we walked to the central area of ​​the swamp, it was out of place with the outside, because there were many rare medicinal herbs growing here, but Nangong Wentian didn't even take a look at it.

Instead, he looked directly at one of them, the fiery red Ganoderma lucidum, the size of a fist, growing among many herbs.

rumbling...

At this moment, the swamp began to vibrate, even bubbling.

"Human, you dare to break into the depths of the Dark Swamp, you are not a coward."

The voice was steady and powerful, but it was impossible to tell where it was coming from.

"Come out."

Nangong Wentian said calmly, without even raising his eyelids.

Suddenly, a huge black shadow emerged from the swamp, its huge body even covered half of the sky.

It was a three-legged, ostrich-like creature with black feathers all over its body. Although it came out of the dirty swamp, it was not stained at all.

Triangular-shaped sarcoma grew on the huge bird's head, and the pupils were gray-black.

"Aren't you afraid of me?!"

The three-legged crow stretched out its several-meter-long neck to look at the motionless human standing on the ground, without any fear at all. He is one of the 24 fierce beasts.

Nangong Wentian raised his head slightly to look at the three-legged crow, and said indifferently: "I want to take away a Lieyan Ganoderma from here, do you have any objections?"

"Hahaha... You are very courageous, human, dare to say such things in front of me. If you can defeat me, you can take whatever medicine you want here."

As if the three-legged crow had heard the biggest joke, it laughed wildly a few times in an ear-piercing voice, and looked at the humans in front of it with disdain.

Nangong Wentian let out a sigh of relief, slowly stretched out his left hand from his robe and spread it flat, and said calmly: "Evil power - space suppression!"

An extremely faint black awn floated from the palm of his hand towards the three-legged crow.

Suddenly, the three-legged crow, who was full of confidence just a second ago, suddenly changed his face, and even twisted, as if he was in pain.

"This is…"

The three-legged crow felt as if the sky was falling down on him, and even breathing was difficult for him. The strength was so great that it seemed to be crushed into powder at any time.

The three-legged crow who was in danger immediately froze, and hurriedly said: "You can take the medicinal materials here, don't kill me..."

But before the three-legged black could finish speaking, the invisible suppression directly blasted it into powder.

Anyone standing here would be shocked. The three-legged crow, one of the 24 fierce beasts, was actually wiped out in the breath of a person, which is really shocking.

Nangong Wentian walked slowly to the Lieyan Ganoderma lucidum, knelt down to pick it.

Looking at the reddish flame ganoderma in his hand, he smiled, but the smile was very sad and tired.

Now, what's the use of his strength no matter how powerful he is?Those lost can never come back...

Snow should fall from the sky.

Heart, have a clear conscience.

……

After taking the boiled Flame Ganoderma lucidum to Ai Ji, her pale face gradually turned rosy, and her even breathing was no longer rapid, which shows that the Ganoderma lucidum has worked.

At night, the breeze blows.

Outside the wooden house, Nangong Wentian sat on the guardrail in front of the door, looking at the starry night sky, and remained silent for a long time.

"Brother Nangong, why is sister still awake?!"

Erin came out of the house, pulled his arm, and asked.

"Don't worry, wake up soon."

Nangong Wentian looked down at Irene who was only as tall as his legs, and said comfortingly.

"Oh."

Irene obediently didn't ask any more questions, and sat directly on the guardrail, looking up at the starry sky with him.

After a long time, Nangong Wentian turned his head to look at Irene who still had a childish face, and asked softly, "If in the future...I mean many years later, if you meet me again, will you still remember me?"

"Of course I will. I will always remember Brother Nangong, forever."

Irene blinked her beautiful big eyes, and answered him swearingly.

"Then can you promise me one thing?" Nangong Wentian was silent for a moment, a gleam of hope shone in his gloomy eyes.

Irene nodded. In her heart, the brother Nangong in front of her was a good brother who would protect them and love them.

"If you meet me again after many years, I hope you can... protect the people around my brother, okay?"

Irene was a little puzzled, she scratched her head with her small hands, and pouted her mouth, "But Irene is very weak, she can't do anything, why doesn't Brother Nangong protect herself?"

Nangong Wentian touched Irene's small head with a light smile, and said, "Idiot, I'm not from the Naer tribe, how can I have such a long lifespan?"

When he said this, his expression became a little depressed.

"Then will you leave Irene?"

As if finding something from his words, Irene tightly held onto Nangong Wentian's black robe, for fear that he would disappear if he didn't pay attention.

"No...I will always be by your side...until, die..."

(End of this chapter)