"you……"
Tulou looked indignant, and a large amount of black blood flowed from the corner of his mouth: "Kill if you want, do you want to humiliate me again?"
"Ah, this, no, no, that..."
Yao Qingkong quickly got up from the ground and waved his hands with an embarrassed look on his face: "Don't die, wait, let me think of a solution."
"Want...to figure out how to use me again?"
Tulou sneered: "Don't even think about it, I would rather die than..."
"No, please, don't die!"
Yao Qingkong's eyes widened with helplessness on his face: "If you die, there will be a big problem!"
"Oh, do you know you're afraid now?"
Tulou showed a relieved expression and sneered angrily: "It's too late, you won't live long after I die, hahaha!"
"Fuck, you, why are you still cursing people?"
Yao Qing's head popped up with a tic-tac-toe: "I said, don't die!"
"I won't die if you don't let me die?"
Tulou snorted: "I want to die!"
"What the hell..."
Yao Qingkong took a deep breath: "Don't die!"
"No, I'm going to die!"
"Don't die!"
"I'll die!"
Yao Qingkong: "..."
Elder Tu: "..."
"Forget it, anyway, with you like this, it's not up to you whether you live or die."
Yao Qingkong sighed, moved his fingers, and a few drops of black blood floated up in his spiritual power.
She frowned and looked at the black blood in front of her eyes, nodded thoughtfully, took out the storage bag she was carrying, opened it and rummaged for something.
"I hope there is something useful here, otherwise, I won't be able to get through for a while, and then I will have to try to stuff you into the other side..."
Yao Qingkong murmured in a low voice, and the knowledge about medicinal herbs and alchemy was rapidly moving in his mind, exploring the bottles and jars among them.
"Uh... uh..."
Tulou closed his eyes and his breathing became weaker and weaker.
Although he didn't know what Yao Qingkong's plot was, he suddenly didn't want to kill him with his own hands.
But even so, the toxins in his body doomed him not to live long.
The spiritual power in his body was not even enough to support him to continue leaving messages, so he could only lie here, waiting for death to come.
The revolving door continues to flash...
Uh, where did you flash to just now?
Tulou's thoughts gradually became confused and his pupils gradually became dilated.
"Well, ah..."
Yao Qingkong was rummaging through bottles and cans with a frown, identifying various drugs and their properties, thinking about whether they could be used for detoxification, when he accidentally glanced at Tulou out of the corner of his eye, and was instantly startled.
She seemed to have vaguely seen Tulou's soul just now?
The other person's face is peaceful, and it seems that there are no unfulfilled wishes or resentments. Let go of everything, and the halo of light gradually rises above your head, and you will merge into nature...
"Fuck! You're such a ghost!"
Yao Qingkong's eyelids twitched as he condensed his spiritual power into needles and stabbed them at the acupuncture points on Tulou's head and heart!
(Dangerous actions, please do not imitate (fog)
The latter's eyes widened suddenly, and before his soul could react, he was pulled back again, and the aperture was closed.
Tulou's peaceful expression suddenly became uneasy, and the breath he swallowed was exhaled again. He was forcibly blessed with a temporary blood-locking buff, and his health bar turned gray, and he continued to live for a few more minutes.
"call……"
Yao Qingkong let out a long breath, not caring about the optimal combination of medicines. The bottles and jars around him were automatically uncorked with spiritual power, eliminated and selected, and then mixed and added together according to a certain proportion.
Now she doesn't care whether the medicine will be too effective or leave any side effects. She will save the person first and recuperate any shortcomings later.
"Well……"
A variety of medicines are crushed and purified with spiritual power, condensed with water, poured into transparent vials, and the corks are blocked...
"It's not enough..."
Yao Qingkong frowned and looked at the mixed liquid in the bottle. After thinking about it, he held it tightly with his hands and flicked it around (crossing it out), using superb unique skills and techniques to accelerate the fusion of the liquid!
"Uh-huh..."
The dying Tulou let out meaningless groans, saying that he would not live for more than a few minutes, but these few minutes were as strong as Ultraman's three minutes.
Although he takes in more air than comes out, he is still living strong!
Yao Qingkong frowned and looked at the liquid, opened the cork of the bottle, fanned it and smelled it, and felt that it was almost the same. Without too much hesitation, he held up Tulou's head with his spiritual power and poured it into his mouth.
Tulou was in a daze, thinking that Yao Qingkong poured corpse water into his mouth...
The last time someone was drugged in this position was a famous high school detective.
However, Tulou did not rejuvenate, he still looked like a middle-aged man who was hundreds of years old. His throat only trembled, he opened his mouth with a sudden "wow", and vomited out streams of black blood on the spot.
The amount of bleeding was like that of a water pump, and there were vague fragments of internal organs. It looked like the poison was working well... cough cough...
Yao Qingkong did not harm him. This wave helped him expel toxins from his body. Without the suppression of toxins, Tulou, who was already in the Nascent Soul stage, could heal himself and regain his blood.
However, in the blink of an eye, Tulou spit out several liters, which made people sigh that the monk's hematopoietic ability was really powerful.
Although he vomited so much blood, from Yao Qingkong's perspective, the more blood he vomited, the more ruddy his face became, and his Qi gradually increased.
As he continues to vomit blood, the opponent's momentum continues to rise. If he vomits a few more liters, he might become an immortal instantly, but it's a pity that he can't vomit...
After a long time, Tulou gradually recovered. Although his injuries were still serious, he could at least support himself to get up and sit on the ground.
"Why spare my life?"
Tulou looked up at Yao Qingkong with an ugly expression, and asked in a deep voice: "Are you trying to use me to achieve your ulterior conspiracy?"
"ah……"
Yao Qingkong raised his eyebrows, folded his hands and put them on his chest, closed his eyes, showed a compassionate smile, and there was a faint holy light emerging behind him.
"If I said that I am actually a soft-hearted Holy Mother who doesn't want to see people suffering, would you believe it?"
"I trust you!"
Tulou gritted his teeth and retorted without hesitation.
"Ouch..."
Yao Qingkong's smile disappeared instantly. He opened his eyes and put down his hands. He looked down at Tulou expressionlessly: "That's okay."
After a pause, Yao Qingkong showed his dead fish eyes and looked at Tulou speechlessly.
"I said, what did you do? You ended up acting like this after not seeing each other for a few days, and you almost sent it again...
It's obviously not that long since I saved you last time...
Sure enough, I said that cultivators are a high-risk profession..."
"What nonsense are you talking about? When did you save me again? The last time was obviously..."
Before Tulou finished speaking, he was suddenly stunned. Looking at the dead fish eyes in front of him, his brain shut down again.
"Then, that, that, could it be..."
Tulou stammered and looked at the expressionless Yao Qingkong in disbelief: "Zong, sect master, Xiaoli?! No, it can't be right?"
"uh-huh."
Yao Qingkong snorted: "Have you finally discovered it?"
"Could it be that……"
The Big Bang of the universe, the origin of the world, and the replay of earth, wind, water, and fire are directly in the eyes of Tulou...
"That's right."
Yao Qingkong nodded slightly and said with a smile: "It's what you think."
"how come……"
"It's a fact and you have to try to accept it."
"But……"
"There is nothing wrong with it, its existence is reasonable."
"Ah this..."
Star Wars, Star Destroyer Cannon, Two-way Foil, Falling Stars, World Dimensionality Reduction began in Tulou’s pupils...
"But, but why!"
Tulou looked suspicious of life: "Xiaoli, as the leader of the Five Elements Sect, are you actually the mastermind behind all this? What good does this do to you!"
Yao Qingkong: "???"
Yao Qingkong: "..."
"What the hell..."
Yao Qing popped up a bunch of tic-tac-toes on her head, gritted her teeth and roared: "It's not what you think, hey, your idea is too outrageous! God, I am the mastermind behind this!"
"Ah this..."
Tulou's eyes began to spin in confusion: "Isn't this what you said? Existence is reasonable..."
Yao Qingkong: "..."
Yao Qingkong: "I'm stupid (), okay?"
Tulou: "Sect Master, it won't happen, it won't..."
After Waibibabu's explanation, although Tulou was still a little confused, at least the two sides were able to communicate normally.
"So, this person who scolded me is the previous head of the Medicine King Sect?"
Yao Qingkong pointed at herself, looking unhappy.
"I was lying in the pavilion, and suddenly I was scolded. Who did I provoke?"
"Ah this..."
Tulou laughed a few times and looked at Yao Qingkong unnaturally: "Anyway, I still have to thank the sect master for saving me, otherwise I might have to explain myself here today."
"Ah, ah, ah, you've already called me the sect leader, what else can I say."
Yao Qingkong looked at the airship in the distance with a serious look on his face: "Well, that's my construction team, why don't you take them back now..."
"Ah this..."
The corner of Tulou's mouth twitched. He still refused to judge the matter of his sect leader's plan to kidnap his disciples.
"that……"
Tulou changed the subject with a haha, and looked at Yao Qingkong's dead eyes, but felt that it was a bit inconsistent.
"That's right, um, where did the original Yao Qingkong go? Did you... kill her?"
"Well……"
A black line appeared on Yao Qingkong's head: "I just heard her scolding me and wanted to come over to see what was going on and beat her up or something. She killed people at every turn...Am I such a petty girl?"
"Well……"
Tulou was sweating on his forehead and didn't make any comments. He came all the way to beat someone up after just scolding them behind his back. He didn't seem like a generous person...
Ahem, of course, this must not be said. If a certain sect leader hadn't been so cautious, he would be dead now.
Well, so, Tulou said, it’s good to be small-minded, and it’s good to beat it, but it’s also good to scold it… The scolding is not good at all!
"Hey, I'm talking about that local elder..."
Yao Qingkong turned to Tulou and stared with dead eyes: "When you were talking to me just now, were you thinking bad things about me?"
"Ah, how could this happen, hahaha..."
"I can know that this woman is scolding me. Do you think I can know that you are saying bad things about me in your heart?"
"Yes, I said it!"
Tulou decisively changed his tune.
"Tsk tsk..."
Yao Qingkong (Hong Li) had a distraught expression on her face, shook her head, and looked at the two consciousnesses fighting each other in her soul.
One of them should be Yao Qingkong himself, while the other is a purple mist...
I don't know why, when Hong Li saw this mist, she felt that the other party was very unpleasant to her. That feeling...how should I put it?
It's like encountering a natural enemy. As long as it is still alive, Hongli will feel very unhappy! Very unhappy!
Hong Li briefly explained to Elder Tu and ordered a demonic shadow to take over Yao Qingkong.
Hongli, on the other hand, with a murderous look on his face and a group of shadow brothers behind him who were baring their teeth and claws, rushed towards the two competing consciousnesses.
"You go."
Hongli waved her hand expressionlessly and pointed forward: "Tear them apart!"
That's right, she's here to break up the fight!
"Hiss..."
"Wow..."
"Gaha..."
The numerous demonic figures behind Hong Li received the order, and they all bared their teeth and claws, making various threatening sounds of unknown meaning, and rushed towards the two consciousnesses.
"Fellow Taoist, help me!"
Yao Qingkong's conscious body shouted in surprise: "Follow me to kill this demon! I will definitely give fellow Taoist a satisfactory explanation afterwards!"
"Ho! Where did this yellow-haired girl come from?"
The purple mist made a harsh voice: "I advise you not to meddle in other people's business, or you will be responsible for the consequences! I am a terrifying opponent that you cannot imagine!"
"hehe."
Hongli's tone was cold: "You should be worried now, right?"
Hongli ignored the messages from the two consciousnesses, and the demonic shadow still followed her orders just now, rushing towards both sides at the same time!
Whether it's listening to explanations or negotiating, first defeat both sides and then talk slowly!
As the saying goes, there are specialties in magic. The demon shadows have been doing this kind of dirty work since they were born. They share Hei Yang's proficiency in using magical powers many times. The demon shadows are rich in experience. The two people who went up to face each other with solemn expressions were A beating and kicking.
"Tao, fellow Taoist!"
Yao Qingkong, who was suddenly stabbed in the back, looked shocked and quickly explained: "One of our own, one of our own!"
"Roar!"
Zi Wu, who was on the side, saw Yao Qingkong still having fun after being beaten, but before the fun was over, he was also included in the group fight list.
"You crawling worm! How dare you attack me! I will definitely make your life worse than death!"
"Keep saying harsh words and don't stop."
Hongli folded her arms and watched expressionlessly as the two opposing parties were surrounded by demonic figures.
The more malicious the target is towards him, the more powerful the demonic shadow becomes. The cruel words Zi Wu says will eventually turn into fists hitting him.
"Fellow Taoist, stop, I can explain!"
"Damn you, I'm going to cut you into pieces! I'm going to kill you over and over again!"
"Fellow Taoist, I know what happened just now. It was not from my original intention!"
"Death, everyone must die, roar! Damn it! Hateful! My will transcends death!!!"
"continue."
Hongli's face was expressionless: "Increase the intensity and don't stop."
"Sisi! Uh-huh! Gu-ga!"
After hearing the master's instructions, the self-aware demonic shadows became even more diligent, attacking both lightly and harshly, constantly tearing apart the two consciousnesses.
"..."
"..."
Time passed slowly, and whether it was Yao Qingkong who wanted to be reasonable, or Purple Mist who threatened with harsh words, there were some subtle changes in the attitude.
"Tao, Tao, senior, please stop, Qingkong really can't stand it anymore!"
"Roar! It hurts! It hurts too much! What's wrong with this world! I'm immortal! Do you think you can kill me? You can't destroy me either!"
"Well……"
Hong Li stretched out her arm, imitated her fiancé and glanced at the non-existent watch on her wrist, and nodded without changing her expression.
"Well, let's fight for another twenty minutes and increase the intensity."
"Uhahaha! Hiss, wow, wow!"
The beating speed of the demons increased again, leaving dense afterimages in place, and their movements became extremely strange.
"..."
"..."
"Uh-huh-huh, stop hitting, stop hitting, wuwuwu..."
"I, I surrender, I say everything, I tell you everything, let them stop! I don't want to be your enemy!"
Looking at the two dying consciousnesses, Hongli nodded with satisfaction, stretched out her hand to signal the shadows to stop, and looked at Yao Qingkong and Ziwu.
"Tell me about it?"
Hongli raised her eyebrows: "What's going on?"
Yao Qingkong: "..."
Purple mist: "..."
Hongli: "..."
A tic-tac-toe popped up on Hongli's head again, and she gritted her teeth and said, "The one you mentioned should rest while the other one continues to hit me!"
"I said!"*2
"I'll say it first!"*2
"Choose me!"*2
"Ignore him!"*2
