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

Fang Zhe rubbed Jiang Su's hair with his big hands.

"Stop thinking nonsense. You haven't survived the Thunder Tribulation of Transformation God yet. I'll take you out of the Black Tower first."

His words paused, "I am not as talented as you, but I have been praised by countless monks."

"If you leave, I will follow. If I go first...I will wait for you."

Jiang Su was silent and frowned.She suddenly struggled up and the glass bottle in her hand rolled aside, "I thought of it! I suddenly thought of it! Fang Zhe, you are so smart!!!"

The girl in colorful clothes turned red, and her excitement was palpable.

Fang Zhe said...Thunder Tribulation!
She hasn't survived the thunder tribulation yet!

She still remembered that when she first entered the Demon Realm, she was told by the monsters inside that she was the Lord of the Demon Realm, and her mission was... to make reincarnation come to the Demon Realm again.

The reason why the Demon Realm turned into a place abandoned by Heaven was the gathering of resentment and spiritual consciousness after the death of the monks!

The most useful power for purifying the air of death is - thunder!

Thunder is the most yang thing in the world, and death is the most yin thing in the world. The two are just in line with the principle of yin and yang.

If you say so... The Dao of Heaven has been pushing itself to ascend, is it for... the thunder?A thunder catastrophe that was huge enough, involved many causes and effects, and could destroy the entire Demon Realm? !
The Black Tower is a gate to the Demon Realm, and the space formations on each floor are directly connected to the Demon Realm.

After coming out of the tower, I would go through the divine thunder tribulation... wouldn't it be the best way to solve the evil calamity that has plagued me for thousands of years? ! !
No wonder, Heaven is here waiting to use me as a lightning rod to conduct electricity? ? !
Jiang Su suddenly laughed loudly, holding his abdomen, and the flower branches trembled wildly.

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha, that's really interesting."

"It's really interesting..."

"Last time, I was given the opportunity to help 33 monks realize their enlightenment, and the lightning disaster almost killed me on the spot."

"This time, let me be stained with the cause and effect of thousands of monks and suffer the divine thunder disaster. This is..."

She curled her lips and whispered in a low voice: "You want me to die."

Jiang Su's current state is very similar to the state when he was ill in the past. The green veins gradually emerging on his face are like twisted earthworms crawling under the skin.

His eyes were closed tightly, but small veins of blue and purple blood were crawling from the eye sockets to the surrounding areas.

The black demonic energy above his head was suddenly ready to move, spinning around Jiang Su.

Seeing this scene, Dongye Xian screamed loudly: "No! That's a magic cloud that has accumulated countless magic cultivators!?? It has its own consciousness, and it wants to turn Diedie into a demon cultivator!?!"

When Fang Zhe heard the words, he immediately drew his sword and stepped forward. With a surge of murderous aura, he slashed through the soft demonic cloud wrapped in the sword aura.

Zhan Han passed through the magic cloud, and the cracks in the blade were faintly seeped with black.

not good!

Fang Zhe threw away his knife suddenly, hugged the frantic Jiang Su in his arms, tore open the red belt, opened his arms, hugged the little doctor, and covered him in his clothes.

The thick murderous aura of the God of Death condensed into a blood-colored barrier, wrapping layers of the little medical cultivator in his arms, completely isolating the demon cloud from her.

Mo Yun lost his target and wandered around Fang Zhe instead.

He is using his body as a barrier protector.

When he hid Jiang Su under his clothes, it meant... that he planned to become a demon in Jiang Su's place.

The demonic cloud suddenly spread and turned into a slender black thread that wrapped around his head.

Suddenly a long needle penetrated the black thread, and the silver needle slipped and broke all the black threads!

Yan Yuexi stepped forward quickly and slapped Fang Zhe on the top of her head. In an instant, the magic cloud poured into her palm and penetrated into it.

She kicked the red monk, and was thrown away by the force, hitting the wall not far away.

"Ahem, cough, cough - that's enough. Apart from harming others and ourselves, what else can this thing do? She is also a heavenly doctor, but she still foolishly believes that this thing can improve her cultivation!"

Yan Yuexi fell to the ground panting, and her whole body limply slumped against the wall.

Fang Zhe frowned and wanted to speak but remained silent.

He gently opened his robe, and the girl in his arms was shaking, and she fell sideways.He grabbed the little doctor by the collar, stabilized the man's figure, picked him up, walked slowly to the eaves, and placed him gently on the rocking chair where he had been sitting.

Jiang Su has fallen asleep.

Yan Yuexi threw the dirt on her body, staggeredly picked up the power, and put it on her head again.

"You boy can."

She said suddenly without any reason.

Fang Zhe moved his gaze from the girl to her, lowered his eyes and said lightly: "Thank you."

Yan Yuexi twitched the corners of her lips and waved her hands, "It's okay. It's me who should thank you."

She bent down, gently stroked Jiang Su's furry hair, curled her lips, and said with a smile, "This is a descendant of our sect, my junior brother's biological daughter. She has high talent, high cultivation, and can also play with knives... more A genius may not be able to become a 15-year-old god after millions of years..."

"She can't follow in my footsteps."

Yan Yuexi coaxed in a gentle voice, wiping the dust off the little doctor's face and picking off the goose feathers on his clothes.

She suddenly said: "This child has a mental disorder, did you know?"

Fang Zhe's expression was dark and unclear, his brows furrowed slightly, and he said in a deep voice, "I know."

"What is it?"

"..."

The red-clothed monk was silent, standing blankly on the spot, his consciousness wandering in his new sea of ​​consciousness.

He remembered every word the little medical cultivator said to him. This reshaped sea of ​​consciousness was like a database specially organized to record Jiang Su.

There are some words that he has always been puzzled by, and he seems to be slightly enlightened.

If we talk about what is mental disorder...

"She was lonely."

"..."

Yan Yuexi thought she had misheard, turned to look at him, and asked, "What did you say?"

Fang Zhe knelt down, raised his hand and carefully straightened the hem of Jiang Su's clothes, and even pulled the hem of her clothes to remove wrinkles for her.

The sleeves are symmetrical and the top is straight.Shoes are clean and free from dust.

"She doesn't look like a monk."

"She is like a wisp of wind, suddenly blowing into this world, experiencing the world of mortals, but the atmosphere of the mortal world dissipates in an instant. When she swims to the secluded forest of the temple, the fragrance hangs and floats away."

"She seems to be alone all the time. I have entered her sea of ​​consciousness, but it is empty."

Fluttering like a legacy of independence, emergence and immortality.

Yan Yuexi pursed her lips, "Yes, yes, you two have had a close relationship, and you understand her best."

Fang Zhe didn't care about her attitude. He raised his hand and took out a wooden comb from nowhere, and gently smoothed Jiang Su's hair.

"So I think she may not be from this world."

"..."

Yan Yuexi was stunned on the spot, her mouth wide open in shock, "What did you say?!!"

Fang Zhe raised his eyelids and explained seriously: "Have you ever heard of reincarnation?"

Yan Yuexi's expression was solemn, silent for a moment, and whispered: "I understand. You mean that after dying from another small world, you will be reincarnated in the six paths of reincarnation and be reborn in another small world."

The red monk nodded slightly, "I think... this is her mental barrier."