The best mysterious doctor

Chapter 970

What's the situation, this white coat obviously hit me, why did it break my bone and stick?
I raised my head and looked at my arm, and found a long strip of black air more than a foot long rising from my arm.

This black energy is as thick as ink, sharp as a sword, the body of the sword is dark red, and ghosts linger!

What kind of sword is this?Seeing this Qi sword that suddenly appeared, I was stunned for a moment, and then something seemed to surge out of my mind, a powerful impact hit my head, the sword box covered with black cloth in the old house , the sword pointed to the sky by the old man in the deserted village, and the sharp blow of the tall figure in the forest, all these are the numerous achievements of this sword in my hand.

At this time, the sword was in my hand, and it was automatically born on my arm.

I remembered that it was called the Dark Sword. It cut off the thigh bone and turned like a top.

The rotating sword body rolled a vortex in the air, like a black wind wave, releasing the power of devouring.

In the bedroom, the dozens of dry skin ghosts who were kneeling in front of the stove all let out heart-pounding screams, tearing at their mouths and noses, as if addicts were sick, tearing at each other, It's uncomfortable all over.

The dark sword turned again, releasing tiny black gaseous flames. These black gaseous flames turned into short daggers, piercing those dry skin ghosts sharply, and those dry skin ghosts immediately turned into dozens of black puffs. The smoke all dissipated in the sound of crying and wailing.

Looking at the dark sword on my arm, it seems that a person who has been hungry for many days has finally received food supplements.

The white coat saw that those dry-skinned ghosts were wiped out all at once, and was frightened and frightened. There was still a lot of unwillingness. He shouted something hysterically, turned his head and floated towards the pot of green viscous liquid.

The dark sword swirled in the air, suddenly turned the sword head, the whole sword body left my arm, and flew towards the white coat.

Before the white coat could reach the pot of green porridge, the dark sword penetrated his body and penetrated into his body at the back of his heart.

Then the body of the white coat seemed to be hit by a bullet, and it shook a little, and then turned into several black smoke in an instant.

The dark sword was like a drill bit, it kept turning on the back of the white coat, and all the black smoke formed by the white coat was swallowed by the dark sword to the sword body.

The white coat disappeared, and the dark sword was supplemented by plumpness again. It turned in the air, disappeared, and reappeared on my arm.

I only discovered at this time that there is such a small red sword on my arm that looks like a tattoo. I still remember it now, it is called the Dark Sword.

I still remember that it was windy and raining in the hands of the skinny old man, I still remember that it was in the hands of the tall figure, and I still remember that it just devoured dozens of ghosts and saved my life.

I seem to remember a lot, but the surging pain that comes with it knocks me down again.

This time, the pain was so severe that I didn't even feel a twitch in my body, it felt like a cramp in my brain, and I started rolling around the room, the pain made me lose my self-control, I crashed I sat on the table, my head slammed against the wall, and finally I plunged into the pot of human flesh porridge eaten by the group of dry-skinned ghosts, and I fainted.

This time there is no such long awakening process as before.

This time, I woke up quickly, and when I opened my eyes, I felt that the surrounding environment was still familiar and unfamiliar.

This damn amnesia, now I have a feeling of worrying about gain and loss.

Even if I opened my eyes, the dark sword is still in my mind, and the process of using the dark sword in the hands of our grandparents and grandchildren for three generations.I remembered the dark sword pierced through the body of the white coat, the memory that hit my brain like a flood, and the frantic tossing before I fell into a coma. As for the situation after the coma, I really can’t remember. Woke up.

I rearranged my thoughts, and it seemed that I remembered another figure in my mind. My grandfather, Ou Qiankun, was the dry old man.

I couldn't hold back the tears, my grandfather, I finally remembered you.

This feeling is happy.

On the first day of my memory loss, I got back a part of my memory. This feeling gave me more confidence that I can definitely get my memory back.

This confidence lifted my spirits, I sat up from the bed all of a sudden, looked at the familiar and unfamiliar environment in front of me, and thought for a while, this seems to be the dormitory?

Boys' dormitory!That's right, the boys' dormitory.

I still remember when I went to college, of course I lived in dorms.

I looked at this dormitory and saw that there was no one in the room.I had to get up, put on my shoes, feel a little hungry, and head out the door.

When I opened the dormitory door, I found that it was not that there was no one, but that none of these people had entered the room. They were all standing outside the door and surrounded the city. They seemed to be listening to what Daxiong was saying, and they all nodded in agreement. , as if they were discussing some secret.

These guys look familiar to me, but I can't remember any of them. I drummed in my heart. These guys should be my former classmates, but I don't remember their names.

When we grow up, we can't remember the names of many junior high school classmates, not to mention me who has amnesia, so it's normal to not be able to name them.

Those few people were stunned for a moment when they heard the door of the dormitory, then they were stunned when they saw me coming out, and then a look of pity appeared on the faces of several children, looking at me like a lost orphan. I almost came up to touch my head and asked: child, where is your home.

Although I lost my memory, my IQ was still there, and I could see at a glance that this was Nobita’s preparatory work for my amnesia, so I simply walked over generously: “No need to say anything, Nobita’s treat, brother. Let's go to dinner together."

The brothers immediately faced each other and looked at Nobita, as if thinking that Nobita was fooling them.

Nobita also looked at me stupidly and asked excitedly, "You, remember?"

I scratched my head: "No! It's just that I'm a little hungry."

Nobita hesitated, thought for a moment, and said, "Come on, the barbecue restaurant in front of the city hospital."

I grabbed him and said, "Let's go to the noodle shop at the school gate?"

Nobita clicked his eyes and asked, "Why?"

I lowered my head and blushed a little and said, "I didn't pay for noodles at night!"

(End of this chapter)