After the awakening of the sick doctor, there are many evil friends

"If Fang Zhe's sea of ​​consciousness recovers, I'm afraid I won't be able to flexibly control my consciousness to enter his sea of ​​consciousness as before."

The sea of ​​​​consciousness that Fang Zhe had previously was equivalent to a scrap dump. A stray dog ​​could wander in if it had spiritual consciousness, let alone a monk herself.

Now that he has recovered, the sea of ​​consciousness has its own protection and sealing mechanism. If other people's consciousness breaks in forcefully, the consciousness will be harmed.

"Ok?"

Jiang Su's consciousness... was like entering a deserted place.

First, she realized that her spiritual consciousness had become more solid and powerful, and second, she did not notice the obstruction of this sea of ​​human consciousness.

"I won't guard you."

The voice came from the ear.

"never."

Fang Zhe spoke clearly and fluently, and his eyes were brighter than ever before.

The fog of the past dissipated, the swamps were covered with roses, the mud was hidden under the thorns, and the compacted earth covered the earth again.

The clouds cover the sun and go with the wind, the lake surface makes waves, and the sun shines through the forest on the lake surface.

Crystal clear and sparkling.

It's his eyes, it's his heart.

In the spring of March, he saw the little deer.

The deer lowered its eyes, as if sleeping soundly in the forest.

Let others describe it... He looked stupid before, but now he looks like a normal person.

As a doctor who suddenly fainted during medical treatment, Jiang Su was just glad that Fang Zhe was a friend. If it had been anyone else, she would not have been involved in a medical accident.

Maybe there will be medical trouble!

After all, she wasn't sure whether Fang Zhe could be cured. She didn't have the five spiritual materials together, and this person was about to collapse and die on the spot just now! ! !

The girl was wandering in the void before. No, Fang Zhe's sea of ​​consciousness was not dark and lonely at this moment.

Here are green trees, flowers, tender grass and lakes.

"Fang Zhe, why is there a prairie growing in your head?"

Jiang Su asked expressionlessly.

"..."

"Because I want to raise deer," the man responded.

???

Has he really recovered? He can answer any conversation, he doesn't even stumble, and he speaks fluently like a normal person? ! !

Is this the brain’s ability to control the body? ! !

Jiang Su was shocked.

"It's amazing...the medical skills are endless..." she sighed silently.

But what is a deer?
"By the way, you and this...Wang Jia? Do you know each other?"

Jiang Su leaned closer to Fang Zhe and Qi Wu again. In her impression, the sword cultivator who called himself Wang Jia was a casual cultivator who liked to appear in fires.

Still the kind who lives in seclusion in a small village in the Western Region and likes to harass young girls...

A trace of loneliness flashed in Wang Jia's eyes, which was hidden again after a breath.

He comforted himself in his heart, his eyes casually glanced at the Confucian scholar Xia Qingming beside him, and his breathing became a little faster.

"We are old acquaintances." Wang Jia responded.

The red monk nodded slightly and did not deny it.

"Well, he is from the Eastern Region. He always came to our Wujian Cult in the past to ask me to maintain his sword."

At the mention of Wu Jian Jiao, Jiang Su's desire to eat melon exploded instantly, and she coughed lightly.

"Fang Zhe... We have known each other for such a long time. It looks like your illness is almost healed..."

The corners of Fang Zhe's mouth were slightly raised, there was a faint smile on his eyebrows, and his expression was slightly doting.

"You want to ask us about Infernal Affairs?"

"Yes, yes! No one knows me better than you!!!" Jiang Su nodded crazily.

Qi Wu also blinked quickly and sat up straight.Even Xia Qingming, a melon-eater, became interested and looked at him with raised eyebrows.

The young master of Wujian Sect massacred his entire family. This has been a major event in the world of cultivation in recent years! ! !The parties involved are here, and everyone is gathering here!

Fang Zhe looked at the people around him calmly, and the wind of late autumn and winter brought him back to the past.

"Brother, what are you doing?!"

Xu Shuye violently pushed away the man who was under the knife, and opened his hands to protect his fellow disciple.

Fang Zhe looked at the young man coldly, their eyes facing each other. "He's not human."

The young man said angrily: "Why not!!! This is Senior Brother Zhang!!! He is the same sect who was still giving me the weapon embryos just now!!!"

The red-clothed monk wiped away the blood that was gradually staining his face and said coldly: "He is even."

"He was forcibly trained by Shi Ren."

The anger on the young man's face turned into disbelief, his eyes and pupils shrank, and his voice trembled: "Senior brother... you said..."

"It's not just him."

Fang Zhe lowered his heart-breaking knife, and the blade was inserted into the ground and submerged into the bloody earth.

He raised his head, scanned everything around him, and uttered the coldest words.

"Nowadays, apart from you and me, everyone in the Wujian Sect is just an accident."

His eyes fell in the distance, where he saw a man and woman in white lying on the ground, with peaceful expressions.

It seemed that their bodies were intact, but in fact their arms, legs, skulls, and abdomens were all separated. Blood was spread evenly under their bodies, surrounded by stone floors, which were neat and clean.

They seemed to be lying on a red cloth.

----

"It was indeed me who killed him."

"I killed everyone."

Fang Zhe's tone was very calm.

"The reason??? There has to be a reason, right?!!"

Jiang Su pouted slightly, complaining in his mind, why don't two people in this world of cultivation know how to tell stories? Isn't it cool to be concise and concise?
"..."

Fang Zhe suddenly fell silent. He lowered his head and looked at his hands motionlessly.

"There are no living members of their Wujian sect for a long time. Naturally, they were all killed by him." Wang Jia suddenly spoke from the side.

"You know?" Jiang Su was puzzled.

"Yes, I saw it. That day I was on the tallest green pine outside the Wujian Sect's wall. I watched with my own eyes as the young master of the Wujian Sect killed nearly 500 people in the sect."

"The waist was cut with the knife, and the neck was cut with the air. The severed limbs rolled on the ground, and the blood flowed into a river."

Wang Jiamo stroked the white sword at his waist, and he was also brought back to the past in a few words.

"Why kill? There must be a reason. Brother Fang Zhe doesn't look like he would kill innocent people indiscriminately." Qi Wu frowned, slightly dissatisfied.

"Because, all the disciples of their Wujian Sect, except for him and his master and junior brother... are not human beings, they are puppets."

"..."

The air was suddenly silent.

Jiang Su felt that his heart stopped for a moment.

"...so...so exciting."

Fang Zhe let out a long sigh and looked at Wang Jia with complicated eyes, "He's right."

"It's my master."

"he……"

"Wait!" Jiang Su suddenly interrupted Fang Zhe, took out the blind stick Pisces from behind himself, untied his colorful clothes in twos and twos, revealing the white undershirt.

The girl pulled out two knives, threw one and held another. The next moment, the blade suddenly pierced her abdomen.

"Jiang Su!!! What are you doing??!" Wang Jia screamed, stepping forward to snatch the knife from the girl's hand.

Xia Qingming also opened his eyes wide, "Oh?"

"Jiang Su!??? You???" Qi Wu also opened his mouth, and his whole body felt as if he had been struck by lightning.

Only Fang Zhe knew what she was going to do and remained calm.

Immediately afterwards, in front of everyone, Jiang Su put his hands through the white blood-stained blood and took out his stomach.

Tear off the neatly cut flesh with your bare hands, penetrate it with your white jade onion fingers, and take out a crystal turtle-like magic weapon.

"Shi Ren, they mentioned you, you should also come and listen."

"..."

Jiang Su: "If you guess the bad guy, capture him immediately without leaving any chance of survival."

Fang Zhe: "..."

"This is... the Crystal Bastard? What's it for?" Qi Wu stretched out his hand to take it, and pinched it to clear the blood on Qing Jiangsu's robe and the blood on his own hands.

"This is my master."