There is no plot setting in the brain that is instilled in the plot, but it is set for yourself. It would be strange if you believe it!

But Xiao Luo must force himself to believe it. In this case, if you don’t believe it, you really have no way to survive. Thinking about it, it’s so scary that you have to be a vegetative person in the real world for a year!

He was a man, so he simply didn't think about anything and ran behind Tang Ning.

The heavy rain showed no signs of stopping. The thick dark clouds in the sky seemed to be about to be pressed down, and the sky became darker and darker. The two of them were wet, cold and bone-broken, and their lips were frozen and blue.

I went through the streets one by one, searched one by one. Finally, at the east end of the town, I left the town less than a mile and found a shop with a cover at the door. The store was shabby, not only the old one, but also several holes were broken. The word "medicine" in the middle of the cover was scattered. It was not so much that I recognized this word, but it was pieced together.

In the heavy rain, the two of them stood at the door. Now it was estimated that it was about five or six o'clock in the afternoon, and soon the sky would be completely dark. I have to admire the creator of this illusory world. It was a damn real thing. It was definitely the master-level master of the illusory world. It was impossible for ordinary illusory masters to make it happen.

Ninety-nine percent of the breath was gone, and only a trace of breath was left hanging on his life.

Luo Yifei almost lost his strength to speak now. Fortunately, he opened his mouth and could make some noise, "Dangning... do you think... this... can save our life?"

Tang Ning, who was trying hard to open his eyes, stood at the door and knocked on the door, and said weakly as he knocked, "The plot setting is a miracle doctor here."

"I know the plot... Oh, I didn't say it, you set it yourself..."

The blood in Xiao Luo's mouth kept flowing, and he felt that the blood in his body was flowing out immediately. His eyes turned black, his legs were as weak as cotton. Even the last trace of strength to support his body gradually pulled away from his body, and he was about to fall down when he shook... Just die! There is no way, it's the limit. The desperate Xiao Luo is about to usher in the first death experience in his life...

The door opened. A white-bearded old man with a crutch stood hunched over at the door, covered in green cloth, wrinkles on his face, and his eyes seemed to be not very good. He could see that the old man had no complete teeth when he opened his mouth and spoke.

"Who?" The voice was so old that it was ninety years old.

However, the rich herb smell floating out of the house seemed to immediately inject vitality into Luo Yifei's body. The light that burst out of his eyes in an instant had never been so bright.

Before Tang Ning could reply, he opened his mouth and used all his strength in his life to shout: "Grandpa, help!"

After shouting, the person threw himself forward and fainted. Tang Ning simply said, "Help!" and fell straight forward and fell straight and flopped.

The white-bearded old man looked at the two boys lying at the door, and his turbid gaze became clear and bright in an instant. He nodded frequently, "Well, it's good to be able to hold on to this point." His voice was mellow, full of energy, and he was not old at all. Not only did he get old, but the voice definitely belonged to the young man.

He swung his hand, threw away his crutch, and his waist straightened. He walked out of the door, bent down and copied with both hands, one on the left and one side, and then grabbed the two of them into the house, leaned back to his left leg, and closed the door with his toes.

I don’t know how long it took, but Tang Ning became conscious in a daze, but it was very turbid, with heavy eyelids. It took a long time to truly recover from his awakening. He sighed in his heart. This feeling was so real.

I could feel that I was lying down, my body was tight, as if I was wrapped up, and the stagnant internal force in my body was running smoothly. So, the arrow on my back was pulled out and bandaged. I was rescued! Tang Ning didn't open his eyes and kept running for life. It was rare to be so quiet. He lay there quietly. The faint fragrance of medicine filled his nostrils. The sound of rain outside the house could hear the sound of rain outside the house. It hit the eaves and windows of the roof. The rain was also light. The fragrance of medicine, the sound of rain, and the simple medicine shop were very poetic!

Suddenly, a clear and childish boy voice sounded, "Tang Ning, you really set this plot by yourself? It's so damn magical, I'm alive again. Ha..."

It’s Xiao Luo, he is not dead either. It’s so good!

Xiao Fei, where is Xiao Fei?

Tang Ning suddenly opened his eyes. The space in the house was not big and the light was dim. Only a candlestick was placed on the table next to him. The orange-yellow lights were like beans and swaying. The interior was simple, with the beams on the roof being thick with adult waists, and rows of rafters were neatly arranged. There were spider webs hanging between the roof and the wall. There was no shelf containing medicinal herbs by the wall. There was only a table, a chair, a lonely lamp, a teapot and a large pit lying down. The body was covered with a thin quilt and soft animal skins were covered.

This place must be the inner room. Lie on the side, holding his head and looking at him was Xiao Luo. Although his face was pale, it was not the kind of waxy yellow that was terminally ill. The magic doctor's hand is a magical doctor. He can cure such severe internal injuries like this. Bian Que in the whole room!

This is a humble house, but my virtue is so beautiful. The mountain is not high, but the dragon is spiritual. A poor family comes from a god. The ancients' beating is handsome!

Wait, who is the guy lying on the other end of Xiao Luo with his head covered with a quilt covered?

"Xiao Luo, who is next to you?"

"Next to me? Is there anyone next to me? I've been paying attention to you since I woke up, and I didn't have time to care about the others. Wait, let me see." Luo Yifei turned around, probably the excessive movements affected the injuries in his body, and he grinned, turned over and stretched out his hand to lift the man's big quilt covered, um? His head and upper body and two arms were wrapped in bandages, and it was like a mummy, with blood sensation seeping out. Only a pair of closed eyes and mouth were exposed, and the body was filled with a strong smell of medicine.

I didn't feel the quilt was lifted away, and my breathing was very stable. This man seemed to be sleeping heavily! Luo Yifei pushed him, "Hey, friend?"

Without reaction, he pushed him down again, shouting loudly, "Hey, hey, buddy?"

"Stop calling, go to bed." The voice is familiar, I heard it. It seems...

Luo Yifei and Tang Ning widened their eyes almost at the same time, sat up, staring straight at the mummy that looked like a big rice dumpling, and shouted in unison: "Damn, Lao Xiao, Xiao Fei?"

The mummy opened his eyes with a brush. Because his nose was covered with bandages and he was breathing all over his mouth, he spoke in a silence, "Didn't you see that you are a serious injury? Why are you quarreling?"

Tang Ning was so happy that he was worried about him just now, but now this guy appeared magically in the same pit as if he had fallen from the sky.

"Damn, what's your situation? Why did you find this place so accurately? I remember... Hehe, sorry, I only breathed a sigh of relief before, and I didn't care about the half-dead person. I forgot to leave a mark for you. It's my fault, I'm really sorry. When I return to the real world, I'll invite you to dinner and apologize to you."

Luo Yifei also looked ashamed and said embarrassedly: "So, I'm sorry Brother Xiao."

Xiao Fei rolled his eyes, lay there and looked at the ceiling, and said quietly: "It's useless to stay. I led the pursuers away and ran out for five or six miles in one breath. He was almost shot into a hedgehog. He fell into the grass under the hillside, and had no strength to come back at all. He thought he was dead, but he didn't expect that he would be here when he woke up. It seemed that someone had saved me."

Tang Ning and Luo Yifei were both dumbfounded. Looking at each other blankly, Luo Yifei said in disbelief: "Is it the 90-year-old old man with a big beard?"

"No way?" Tang Ning subconsciously denied that the old man had to stand there with crutches for a long time, and could he run out to save people five or six miles in the heavy rain?

"Oh, by the way, where is that old man?" After waking up for so long, the old man didn't see him. Moreover, the room was very quiet. There was no movement outside. It seemed that the only three of them were here. Tang Ning got up from the kang and said, "I'll go out and have a look."

When I opened the curtain at the door, it was pitch black outside the house. There was no movement at all. There was only the sound of rain outside.

Turning back, I picked up the candlestick on the table, blocked the candlelight with one hand, and came to the outside room again. With the light, I could clearly see everything here. There were wooden stands containing the medicinal herbs in the corner of the wall, a shabby square table, there were copper scales, pen holders, rulers and papers for weighing medicinal materials, and medicinal mills on the ground. No one, Tang Ning called out a few times, but no one responded. When he walked to the kitchen, there was still no one. But there was a fire on the stove and there was a heat in the pot. He lifted the lid of the pot and saw that there were more than a dozen buns burning on the bamboo cover curtain inside. He was very big and almost caught up with the steamed buns in the real world.

It's strange, there is food, but no one, but what about that old man?

Back in the inner room, he put the candlestick on the table, sat on the kang and said to the two of them, "No one, the old man is not there. There are buns in the pot in the stove, I wonder if it was prepared for us three."

I heard that there were buns to eat, and Luo Yifei was excited. He jumped down from the kang, "I screamed in my stomach, and I was just right."

"Calm down, little brother, be calm. Now it is an illusory world. Do you think the food here is effective if you eat it?"

Xiao Fei's words are not unreasonable. But whether it works or not, it will work. You have to try it out before you know it.

Luo Yifei picked up the candlestick on the table and walked out. Tang Ning followed behind him, and Xiao Fei couldn't lie down. What if he had eaten it? Everything here is so real. It's normal for something incredible to happen. The world is crazy.

The three of them were in the stove, surrounding the steaming pot, and the candlestick was so hot that it was shaking out. The lights were flashing and dark.

The meat buns are made of pork and green onion, which is very powerful and it is hot and oily when you eat it.

After the food was eaten, the strength was pouring up endlessly. At this moment, it seemed that the injuries were gone.

After chewing the food in his mouth in his mouth in a few bites, Tang Ning wiped his mouth and asked, "Two, what do you think about this?"
Chapter completed!