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

Jiang Su looked at the arm on the ground playfully, feeling the momentary cheerful atmosphere of several people in the water mirror, the corners of his lips curled up slightly.

"The land-changing talisman is embedded with my bones, and it still has this effect. Trading injuries for injuries is a bit like a substitute puppet."

She raised her arm, and her gaze stayed on the section of the arm. The magic circle was cut irregularly, instead of cutting off her entire arm, it was cut in the middle of the forearm.

At this time, there was only a small arm bent halfway under the big arm on her right arm.

The corner of the girl's mouth twitched, her disgust was beyond words.

"It's ugly, it doesn't conform to the beauty of anatomy at all, what does it look like!"

Jiang Su seldom criticizes her wounds, she always enjoys the pleasure of the soul brought by the pain.Because this can prove that she is a real person, not the little tool girl in the book.

But the appearance of this broken arm is really not good-looking!

The cross-section is white meat wrapped in red meat, mixed with various tissues, and sandwiched by white ulna and radius.

Blood also flowed continuously from the broken part like a faucet.

"Faucet..." The girl murmured these three words in a low voice.

Chen Zeshen in the distance looked straight at her from the moment her arm was broken. He thought that one of the three of them would be fed to his subordinates, but he didn't expect that a sudden arm could turn the tide.

In the end, the three people who were besieged entered the underground palace without any serious injuries, but the person who was lounging next to him broke his arm.

"Land changing talisman..." savor these three words carefully.

He knows what this is, and he can use one thing as a medium to change positions with others, but how does this thing change injuries? ! !He had never heard of such a thing!
He was even more puzzled when the girl said the word "faucet".

He simply asked directly: "What is a faucet? The head of a dragon in the water?"

Jiang Su raised his eyes and glanced at him, but didn't bother to pay attention to him, and then looked at the cross section of his broken arm with a focused expression.

"???" That's too much, so floating, her attitude really wants to strangle her to death.

Jiang Su suddenly raised his arms above his head, letting the blood flow over his pale face.

There was an uncontrollable smile on the corner of his mouth, and the expression in his eyebrows and eyes seemed to be a real person who had been charmed.

What can fascinate Jiang Su has always been not some beauty, nor some gold and silver spirit stones, but the truth.

It is real pain and material loss and regain.

What's more, this is the proof that I have protected the little senior sister, and it is the pain I stole from the little senior sister.

"Warm and soothing."

Jiang Su tilted his head, put a coagulation pill into his mouth, and the pill entered the esophagus and abdomen with a few drops of red water.

"This is the original soup and original food!" The girl was so excited that she almost fell off her chair.She staggered and supported the corner of the table beside her, and swallowed another flesh and blood pill while she was rarely sober.

Hands on the ground?no more?have to!
She is the only daughter of a medical fairy like herself who has been tempered since she was a child and has an excellent physique that is invulnerable to all poisons.

One can make alchemy with the blood of one's fingertips, let alone a broken limb.

After Jiang Su waited for his hands to re-grow, he wiped the blood splashing from the corner of his mouth with his new hands indiscriminately.

The girl's lips were originally light in color, but now they are a bit redder, and her complexion is more normal.

Jiang Su bent down and picked up the broken arm on the ground, pinched his body and threw it into his storage bag.Sitting back on the chair as if nothing had happened.

She said to herself in a trance, "Little sister has entered the underground palace, what is the underground palace like?"

Hearing the words, Chen Zeshen got up leisurely, walked to Jiang Su's side unhurriedly, bent down and looked at her level,
"Since you want to see what the underground palace looks like, why don't you go and check it out yourself."

His voice was hoarse and lingering, like a bewitching concubine who bewitched the king not to go to court early.

Jiang Su raised his eyes and looked at him blankly, "You..."

"I...?" Chen Zeshen asked with a smile.

"I'm sick, and your brain is not normal, right? You are the one who brought me here, and now you are persuading me to go out. You are full and full of salt."

Jiang Su cursed without stopping, and Chen Zeshen's smile froze on his face again.

"Disappointing!" After saying that, Chen Zeshen flung off his sleeves, turned around and sat back in his seat.

"Puff—" is the sound of metal penetrating something.

Chen Zeshen lowered his head slowly, only to see a long needle piercing his throat, and his chin was blocked by it at this moment and could not bend down any further.

Something... is myself.

"Um……"

Where did the long needle come from, of course it is behind...

His pupils shrank suddenly, and he slowly turned his head to the back.

I saw that Jiang Suzheng was looking at him with a smile, his eyebrows were crooked like crescent moons hanging high in the night.

In the universe, the moon is cold.

"City Lord Chen, your neck is pretty good." The girl commented earnestly.

"How... how is it possible? How did you do it... It's clear that your cultivation is far inferior to mine." Chen Zeshen's face was filled with disbelief, and he was about to make a fist, but he couldn't.

This is impossible, he doesn't believe it, the last time the two met for the first time, he himself was able to pinch Jiang Su on the ground, and the other party had no power to fight back.

He dazedly used his hands to catch the blood spurting from his neck, and the blood flowed out from between his fingers.

What about his cultivation? !

"Because..." The girl twisted the one-foot-long needle in her hand and rubbed it back and forth inside the man's neck.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha

She pulled out the long needle and admired the blood dragon head with a round hole in Chen Zeshen's neck with satisfaction.

Hehe, I'm a doctor, how could I fight with others?Outsmart!To be poisoned!Otherwise, what would I do if I stayed up all night practicing alchemy? Is it really a nanny for hundreds of people?
So what if your cultivation base is higher than mine, once your weak tendons come out, you will be dull and weak, and you will not be able to use your magic power and cultivation base.

Flesh and flesh are the foundation of life, if you don't cultivate flesh and blood but only cultivate qi, you won't live long.

She took out another land-changing talisman from her sleeve, wrapped a spirit stone with it and threw it on the ground, making a tactic with one hand.

In the next second, a nine-foot-tall man in red who looked like a monk appeared in the secret room.

Jiang Su kicked Chen Zeshen and kicked him to the ground.

Fang Zhe was puzzled, and looked at the person lying on the ground seriously, he didn't know this person, why was he lying on the ground like this.

"The ground is hard, uncomfortable..." he muttered.

"What?" Jiang Su didn't hear clearly, squatted down and wiped Chen Zeshen's moon white robe with a special three-inch long needle in his hand.

Fang Zhe also squatted beside Chen Zeshen, watching Jiang Su wipe the needle.

"You..." Chen Zeshen felt his whole body gradually become cold, warm liquid overflowed from his neck, and his shoulders were also soaked.

Eyelids are fighting, he has no last words, dead scribbled.

What does it feel like to kill someone?
Before Jiang Su couldn't tell, she never killed.

In her previous life, she was a good boy. Apart from reciting books, she would eat, sleep and play games all day long. She had nothing to do with committing crimes.

In the first 15 years of this life, she was also a good baby in the sect. She practiced medicine to help the world and save people. She never even fought.

But now she knows.

It turns out that when a person really wants to kill a person, she will not have such enthusiastic emotions as excitement.

She will be as quiet as a pool of rotten water soaked in the corpses of gulls and herons, a nine-curved and eighteen-curved place where the rotten smell and fishy smell will hide the killing intent.

I can't wait to manually shut down my adrenaline secretion.

When the time comes, she will turn into a hound and bite off the trachea of ​​the prey with her sharp teeth.

Looking at the trance in the eyes of the prey, he carefully recited the physical signs of death.

Death is time standing still in a person.

"He'll never have a follow-up, I'll take his place."