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

Zhang Yunsheng looked at him blankly, his throat quivering slightly.

The next moment, a smile gradually appeared on her face.

"Ah, so..."

"Then Yun Qing can do it. In his life... he has always only cared about swords, not people. He is aboveboard and has a clear conscience."

The female cultivator in red calmed her mind, her eyes soft and gentle.

"Your Excellency is indeed his Taoist companion, and you can be so convinced." Xia Qingming also smiled lightly.

Zhang Yunsheng said proudly: "I never see the wrong person."

Jiang Su stood on the edge of the crowd and suddenly said: "Is it because Senior Sister has read the contents of Senior Brother Liu's Knowledge Sea?"

"..."

Reading the contents of someone else's consciousness... is equivalent to having a spiritual relationship with this person...

"Uh...little junior sister..."

The girl in green gave a sly smile.

Hehehe, I just wanted to embarrass you ~ I did it on purpose!
  Fang Zhe helplessly patted the little doctor on the head.

"Don't pat, patting your head won't make you taller." Jiang Su shook his head and spread Fang Zhe's hand with his little paws.

At this time, the ninth thunder calamity suddenly descended and penetrated Liu Yunqing's entire body!

Suddenly the sound of swords came from all directions, and even the Burning Evil Sword in Shen Yunyang's hand was buzzing.

The wind-winding sword that had been ignored by everyone appeared in the sword cultivator's right hand.

He closed his eyes tightly, made a sword gesture with his left hand, and held the silver sword in his right hand.

In an instant, the winds in the world gathered under Liu Yunqing's long sword.

He suddenly opened his eyes, slowly turned around and stared between the black and white twin towers. His eyes were as clear as clear lake water, taking in the distant scenery.

The arm suddenly waved, and the long sword slashed forward!
  The powerful wind formed a straight line and cut the black and white towers clearly!

The sound of the sword echoed through the sky! This is the sound of kendo! This is the voice of ambition in the hearts of countless swordsmen!
  I am a swordsman! When the chaos of mountains and rivers is cut off, the injustice of heaven and earth is cut off, the darkness of the world is eliminated, and the world is restored to whiteness!

Liu Yunqing's wind is holding back the magnanimous breeze in the world!
  He suddenly smiled.

Liu Yunqing turned around again and met the eyes of the female cultivator in red with her deep gaze.

Four eyes facing each other.

"Asheng, I will live up to you."

Zhang Yunsheng looked at him blankly, tears slowly flowing out of the corners of his eyes, running across his face, and falling to the ground.

The corners of her lips were slightly raised and she said calmly:
  "Congratulations."

The gray clouds gradually dispersed, replaced by colorful clouds and red clouds.

A ladder made of golden light penetrated the clouds and landed behind Jian Xiu.

Yes, he successfully overcame the tribulation... he could climb the ladder, step through the void, and ascend to the upper world.

Liu Yunqing shook his head without even thinking about it, "A Sheng, I will never separate from you."

He suddenly turned around, and with the wind in his hand, the silver sword cut straight through the ladder!

"Liu Yunqing, what are you doing!?!"

"Brother!!! What are you going to do!!!"

"Brother!!!"

Zhang Yunsheng looked at him in shock, stepped forward to stop his hand, and said angrily: "Liu Yunqing! Do you know what you are doing?! You cut off your ladder? Without the ladder, what else can you do? Go to the upper world!”

Liu Yunqing smiled easily and said extremely calmly: "I know."

"A Sheng, I'm afraid of strangers. I can't go far by myself."

"I'm waiting for you to ascend with me."

Zhang Yunsheng slammed his hand away, "Why are you waiting for me! I am the proud head of the Zhang family, do I need you to stay in the world of cultivation and wait for me! It doesn't take a hundred years for me to survive the calamity and ascend with my own strength. Where do I need you?" Stop! Liu Yunqing! Come up quickly! Come up quickly!!”

Looking at the gradually dissipating golden ladder, her tears were almost uncontrollable, like floods bursting through a dam.

"I don't need...I don't need it! I don't need you to wait for me...Liu Yunqing, why are you doing this...the ascension we are talking about...you promised me the ascension you want." The female cultivator in red is here Weeping in his arms.

Liu Yunqing hugged her with his arms, and gently stroked her thin back with his big, generous and warm hands.

It was dull all around.

He actually gave up the opportunity to ascend?
  "But... wouldn't it be that if Senior Brother Liu wants to ascend now, the ninth thunder tribulation will come down again and ask him about the process of his heart... Will he ascend the ladder again?"

Jiang Su's question broke the originally sad atmosphere.

"..."

Deathly silence for all,

Zhang Yunsheng's crying stopped abruptly.

Jiang Su said inexplicably: "Isn't asking a sword cultivator's heart as simple as drinking water?"

"What on earth are you sad about? When Senior Sister Zhang is promoted to God Transformation and finds an opportunity, we can leave together and no one will stop us."

"..."

Father, like son.

This was the first time Jiang Su encountered such a perfect thing that could prove this sentence. Does this mean that people in love have zero IQ?

Zhang Yunsheng slowly raised his head in his arms and choked with tears: "I'm sorry... I was so anxious... I forgot about it."

Shen Yunyang suddenly came to Liu Yunqing's side and asked dumbly at an inappropriate moment: "Senior brother, have you forgotten too?"

Liu Yunqing: "..."

He didn't forget that he did this because he thought of this way...

Otherwise, he could just fly up and wait for her, just suffering from the separation between the two places.

Zhang Yunsheng realized this in an instant, pushed the man away, and said angrily: "Liu Yunqing! You actually learned to tease me!"

Jian Xiu smiled heartily, his eyes filled with adoration.

He is still the sword cultivator of Qingfeng Mingyue, but he has feelings and a lover. From then on, his sword had a fixed direction, which was to protect his lover.

At some point, the doors of all the halls in Zhenmo Temple opened. Many Buddhist cultivators gathered around Shifangmen and others, looking at them calmly.

The old monk with kind words and kind thoughts has a kind face and twists the beads in his hand.

Jiang Su curled his lips boredly and strode towards them with a blind stick in hand, "Old monk, we've finished watching the play. It's my turn to ask you for an explanation."

The old monk Shannian smiled slightly and looked at the young man lovingly, "What do you want to say, young fellow Taoist?"

Jiang Su heard the argument and stood directly in front of him. Without saying a word, he directly pulled out his double blades, protecting them with the left blade and pointing directly at the old monk's chest with the right blade.

The blade gently scratched his red cassock, making a circle around his chest.

"whee."

"Me, I'm very greedy and want to know everything, why not..."

"Let's start with why the Black Tower is the gate to the Demon Realm?"

"Oh, by the way, I was stabbed inside and my heart was cut out. How are you going to compensate me for this? Hmm... Why don't you give me your Buddha's heart?"

The corners of Jiang Su's lips were slightly raised, and although the smile on his face was bright, it was tinged with a chill.

She wasn't kidding... She didn't know how she came back to life, but the feeling of near-death at that time was definitely true.

She is not a person with a stone heart, she is a real fifteen-year-old girl, made of flesh and blood, and she will never survive without a heart.

They, a group of monks, set up a trap for her to die once.

"..."

Such treacherous words echoed in everyone's ears, but no one spoke out to dissuade Jiang Su.

People in the Shifang Sect hated the Black Tower, while people in the Buddhist Sect were filled with shame.

　I'll work harder tonight! Do something early in the morning! It might be a little late. Those who don’t stay up late will watch it tomorrow.

　　(End of this chapter)