When Wang Cheng woke up, it was already the third day.
He was lying on a bed. The furnishings in the room were very simple. In addition to the bed under him, there was a square table and several benches.
The fiery red sunlight poured into the room through the window, making the room a little hot.
Wang Cheng felt a sharp pain in his body, and when he was about to get up, he found that his entire body was tied tightly with white cloth strips, making him look like a mummy.
However, he didn't notice anything wrong with his body, and it was surprisingly fine.
He felt that his whole body was full of power, and with endless strength, he could stab a cow to death with one finger.
"Bang!"
At this moment, a powerful strong wind whipped up outside his body, instantly shattering the white strips of cloth and clothes tied to his body.
"Huh?"
Wang Cheng was suddenly shocked. The energy released just now was clearly true energy, not the power of energy and blood.
With a thought in his mind, he clenched his fingers into a fist and punched the top of his head.
"boom!"
There was a loud noise, and a hole as big as a bowl was made in the roof.
Wang Cheng looked at his fist and said happily: "A great martial artist!"
He clearly felt that all the eight extraordinary meridians and the twelve main meridians in his body were connected.
Yes!
After that battle, not only did he not have his meridians cut off and become a useless person, but he had mastered all twelve meridians and became the top Dacheng martial artist in the world.
Naturally, he was able to achieve such a shocking reversal because he used a magical object, or to be more precise, a divine object!
Back in the Death Swamp, he received three drops of dragon blood from the crocodile dragon. The first two drops were refined, and the third drop has been stored in his body.
After clearing the meridians, the true energy triggered the restriction on the dragon's blood, thereby releasing the dragon's blood.
Fortunately, he had a drop of dragon's blood sealed in his body. In that case, no one could save him unless he swallowed a top-quality elixir such as the Nirvana Pill.
This drop of dragon's blood was used just right, but it was more or less a waste.
He originally left it to himself to break through the martial arts realm and slowly refine it, so that he could absorb the medicinal power of the dragon's blood to the maximum extent, instead of this passive method.
"Who? Who did it?"
Suddenly there was a roar from outside the house, and then a figure appeared in the room.
The person who came was wearing fish scale composite armor. He was twenty-three or four years old, handsome in appearance, tall in stature, and high-spirited.
Who else could this person be besides Zhu Pengfei?
As soon as he entered the door, he saw Wang Cheng naked lying on the bed. He subconsciously turned his head, but then he immediately remembered: "He is a fucking grown man, what is there to be ashamed of?"
So he turned around again, but then he looked like he had seen a ghost, pointed at Wang Cheng and said: "You... are you a human or a ghost? You were hurt so badly, why are there no wounds on your body?"
Wang Cheng was a little confused when he heard it, but he quickly noticed the bed.
In addition to the cloth strips and clothes that were shattered by the true energy, there were also many scarred debris.
Looking at his body again, it was whiter than a woman's, with a faint luster flowing around it.
"Ice muscles and jade bones!"
Wang Cheng felt happy again. The changes on his body were clearly a sign that he had mastered the second level of "Golden Body Art".
Of course, he has only reached the level of "Ice Muscle", and there is still a long way to go before the level of "Jade Bone".
Seeing that he was silent for a long time, Zhu Pengfei asked again: "What happened to you? When Qinglei brought you back that night, there was not a single intact part of your body. After just a few nights, you feel like you have been completely reborn!"
Wang Cheng said: "I got some adventures."
Originally, he wanted to ask more questions, but the word "Qiyu" directly blocked Zhu Pengfei's mouth.
Being able to hear "Qiyu" already means that people can trust him. After all, this is related to personal privacy. Others would not say anything to him.
"correct!"
Zhu Pengfei suddenly said: "If you didn't tell me, I almost forgot, there is something wrong with your Qing Lei!"
"What?"
Wang Cheng didn't care that he didn't have any clothes on. He sat up and asked: "Something went wrong? What went wrong?"
"I can't explain it in a few words, come with me!" Zhu Pengfei said.
At that moment, Wang Cheng found some clothes to change into and followed Zhu Pengfei out of the room.
The red sun has risen high in the sky. In mid-June, the weather is getting hotter and hotter day by day.
Jizhou City has now been completely renamed Ji County. It has just suffered a war. There are very few pedestrians on the street and not many vendors doing business.
Although the people of Ji County have returned to the embrace of Dazhou, they are still somewhat uncomfortable.
Moreover, the city is still under military control, and no ordinary people are willing to deal with those sergeants for fear of being captured accidentally.
Seeing a group of soldiers patrolling the street from time to time, Wang Cheng suddenly remembered a person and asked, "Have you caught that Tuoba Tao?"
Zhu Pengfei shook his head and said: "No! That dog is just like a mouse. After escaping from Liu Qingsheng that night, there was no trace at all."
Wang Cheng said in a deep voice: "If this person is not removed as soon as possible, he will be a disaster sooner or later!"
"Who says it isn't? That bitch is always a destabilizing factor hiding in the city. He has a way to contact the Xia army outside. If we don't get rid of him, one day he might open the city gate and let Li Yuanqing's people in." Zhu Pengfei said.
Wang Cheng nodded, this was what he was worried about.
"By the way! What exactly did you go through that night? Why were you so seriously injured?" Zhu Pengfei asked the question he had always wanted to know the most, which had been holding in his stomach for several days.
Wang Cheng didn't hide anything and told the general story.
"As expected! My father has asserted before that you left alone mostly for our sake. If you don't lure the soul-chasing beast away, none of us will be able to escape." Zhu Pengfei said.
When encountering strange beasts like soul-chasing beasts that are good at tracking, it would be difficult for ordinary people to think of a way to get rid of them.
"Having said that, Brother Wang, you should try not to do things like this in the future. It's too dangerous to fight four martial arts masters alone!"
Zhu Pengfei looked at Wang Cheng. Although Wang Cheng spoke lightly, the danger involved cannot be described in a few words.
How did he know that Wang Cheng single-handedly killed two martial arts masters in the Xiaocheng realm, and even chopped off one of Li Yuanqing's arms, otherwise he would be even more surprised.
Of course, Wang Cheng didn't want to talk about these things. People might not believe him if he told them, and they might even think he was bragging.
While walking and talking like this, the two came to the camp located in the west of the city, where the Black Hawk Army was originally located.
The camp was very busy, and a group of soldiers were making defensive equipment.
The atmosphere of war did not dissipate because of the departure of Li Yuanqing's 30,000 troops, but became more intense.
Everyone seemed to have a premonition that a bigger battle was coming, and they were working non-stop.
Wang Cheng hesitated whether to tell the story about Li Yuanqing's arm being chopped off by him, and asked everyone not to tighten the strings too tightly. Li Yuanqing wouldn't be able to come for a while, so after thinking about it, he decided to forget it.
Firstly, he was not sure whether Li Yuanqing would be like a mad dog and get injured without being healed; secondly, everything was done in advance, and failure in advance was always good.
In Zhu Pengfei's fright, Wang Cheng came to a room in the camp.
This room was originally for soldiers, but now only a horse is kept in it.
What is at stake is Wang Cheng’s mount, Qing Lei!
Wang Cheng's arrival immediately attracted Qinglei's attention. It stood up from the ground and rushed towards it.
However, it stopped walking after only a few meters.
I saw that Qing Lei's neck was wrapped with an iron chain, and his limbs were also chained with four iron chains, just like a heinous prisoner.
Wang Cheng's face turned extremely ugly and he said, "What's going on?"
"Who knows what kind of madness your Qing Lei is? He bumps into anyone he sees. When he came back to you that night, he didn't allow anyone to get close to you. It took us a lot of effort to get you down. . Then it went crazy, injuring dozens of brothers, and was finally trapped by a few of us martial artists."
Zhu Pengfei looked at Qing Lei and continued to explain: "We have no choice. As soon as we let go, it will go crazy, so we have to lock it here."
Wang Cheng couldn't understand anything just from these few words. He opened the door and came to Qing Lei.
As soon as Qing Lei saw him, he immediately rubbed his head against his chest, very intimately.
"You raised him after all. If it had been someone else, he would have bumped into me a long time ago!" Zhu Pengfei shook his head and sighed.
"Good Qing Lei!"
Wang Cheng hugged Qing Lei's neck with one hand and stroked Qing Lei's head with the other.
Touching and touching, he suddenly felt something was wrong and quickly looked at Qing Lei's head.
There were two bulges on the originally smooth head, which felt very hard, as if something was about to grow.
"How come there is this thing?"
Wang Cheng clearly remembered that Qing Lei's head didn't look like this before. The only explanation was that it had grown out recently.
Suddenly, his eyes noticed Qing Lei's horse hooves again.
There are several circles of tiny blue scales on the calf above the horse's hooves. It's hard to see if you don't look carefully.
"Dragon scales?"
Two words flashed in Wang Cheng's mind, and immediately, an uncontrollable joy surged in his heart.
There have been rumors in the world that the sweaty horse is not an ordinary horse, but a Pegasus. It contains a trace of dragon blood. If the opportunity comes, it can transform into a dragon.
He had always regarded this legend as a boast, but now that he thought about it, this legend was probably true.
"Is it dragon blood?"
Wang Cheng remembered that after the dragon blood ban was lifted that night, his strength had greatly increased and he cut off Li Yuanqing's arm with his own hands, but he could not suppress the dragon blood's rage.
Just when he was about to explode and die, Qing Lei's voice sounded in his ears, and then he felt a wet thing licking the wound on his body.
Gradually, the violent dragon blood was led away by a force, and he finally did not explode and die.
Thinking about it now, it was clearly Qing Lei licking the blood from his body and sucking a trace of dragon blood into his body.
It was precisely because of the trace of dragon blood entering his body that there were signs that Qing Lei was about to transform into a dragon.
"Hey! How is your Qing Lei?" Zhu Pengfei couldn't help but ask.
"good, very good!"
