Those are just pains on the body, but the pain that tears apart the soul is a pain that goes deep into the soul. It is not an exaggeration to call it a poisonous bone-gnawing pain.
If given a choice, she would rather be cut into pieces than suffer such torture.
She tore her soul apart for the first time, and was unconscious for seven days. The pain was so painful that she was numb and unable to perceive the outside world.
She thought she was dead, but she woke up seven days later. When she opened her eyes, she saw the alchemist staring at her.
His voice was indifferent, "You're not dead. You're not dead. Take the elixir and continue after you recover. The more soul energy you have, the faster your friend will recover."
The alchemist dropped a healing pill and left.
Mo Zunyue forced herself to stand up, but the pain all over her body made it impossible for her to stand up, and she fell directly to the ground.
The violent impact hurt her so much that she gasped and almost fainted.
She wanted to get the healing pill, but she didn't dare to move at all. Even if she moved a little bit, it was like countless steel nails were spinning around her body.
The medicine boy passing by saw this and wanted to help her. He stretched out his hand and Mo Zunyue was so painful that she almost died on the spot.
Mo Zunyue rolled her eyes and said weakly, "Medicine."
The medicine boy then saw the healing pill on the bed and fed it to her.
Or she had to be an alchemist. After taking a healing pill, her soul was repaired, and she finally regained her breath.
Mo Zunyue stared at the medicine boy next to her, "Are you alchemists so unconventional in treating people?"
The medicine boy grinned and whispered, "The alchemist was abandoned by his Taoist companion, so he couldn't stand it when he saw a pair like you, fighting for each other to the death."
Mo Zunyue:......
She collapsed, "Then you're going to torture me?"
The medicine boy explained, "It's not torture. The alchemist has recently researched a new pill that requires soul energy. Taking it will be of great benefit to your practice and will be of great help to your friend's recovery."
Mo Zunyue breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the torture she suffered was not in vain, otherwise she would really vomit blood.
She went to see Sang Qi. It was probably the alchemist's medicine that had worked. His complexion improved a lot and his injuries were stabilized.
The alchemist glanced at her and said, "When you've finished reading, go back and continue. We're still waiting for the soul energy to refine the next elixir."
Mo Zunyue's feet went weak, and her heart and liver were trembling. She was scared just thinking about that kind of torture.
She asked, "Is there any pill that can relieve the pain?"
The alchemist had it, but he didn’t say, “No.”
On the way back, Mo Zunyue's legs were trembling. Thinking of what she was about to face, she was scared from the bottom of her heart.
She laughed to herself.
Not long ago, she was a genius girl that was envied by the entire Zhongzhou, but now she is just a miserable person suffering in the quagmire.
Thinking of this, she stepped into the room firmly and closed the door.
In the small thatched house, she tore off her soul with her own hands and fell into a coma.
Wake up again, take the healing pill, and continue...
This cycle repeats for half a year.
She suffered from this inhuman torture for half a year.
From the first seven days of fainting, to slowly adapting to the pain, five days of fainting, three days, one day...
But the pain never subsided each time.
From the beginning, the alchemist gave her a healing pill, and later she asked Mo Zunyue to refine it by herself.
She is a swordsman who has learned how to make alchemy all her life.
She was tortured like this for half a year before Sang Qi finally woke up.
He woke up and looked at Mo Zunyue carefully, feeling extremely distressed, "You have lost a lot of weight and your complexion is not good. You must have suffered a lot."
Mo Zunyue smiled and shook her head, "No, it will be fine if you wake up. It will be fine when you wake up."
The alchemist looked at him and smacked his lips. He was impatient and said, "You and I, please go out and don't obstruct my eyes in the pharmacy."
The alchemist's mouth is not forgiving, but his medical skills are unspeakable.
Sang Qi was raised in Yaogu for another half a year, and his health is basically in good condition.
The two decided to leave, go back and rebury their fellow disciples, and work hard to practice. They had a big revenge to take.
Mo Zunyue was packing her luggage.
The medicine boy looked at Sang Qi and hesitated to speak.
Sang Qi asked him, "Do you have anything to say to me?"
The drug boy couldn't hold it back in the end, "Sister didn't let me tell you, but I think you should know."
Sang Qi's heart tightened, and he said seriously, "Say."
The drug boy showed his joy at finally being able to tell his secret, "It was during the time when you were in coma, sister..."
After Mo Zunyue finished packing her things, there was actually nothing left to pack, so she took away some of the alchemist's prescriptions.
Well, in front of her, the alchemist ignored her.
As soon as she came out, she saw Sang Qi's beautiful peach blossom eyes, looking at her with a spring in his mouth.
Mo Zunyue was confused, "Why are you looking at me like that?"
Sang Qi's smile was so charming that he said, "It's okay, you look particularly good-looking today."
Mo Zunyue raised her eyebrows, "Let's go and explore the world. Those bastards, wash your necks and wait. I'll kill them sooner or later."
Sang Qi followed her, "Well, kill them."
As a result, two ruthless people appeared in the world. They rushed to wherever there was treasure. They grabbed it first whether it was useful or not.
Not afraid of life and death, he is cunning and ruthless.
The eldest lady who was once protected by the sect, the sweet girl of heaven who was so naive that she didn't know the dangers of the world, finally grew up.
Sang Qi stood beside her as usual. If there was danger, he would rush first and if there were enemies, he would block her.
The two geniuses trust each other and kill everyone.
One time, after grabbing a treasure in a secret realm, the two of them escaped by hiding in a coffin.
In the small space, Sang Qi protected Mo Zunyue under him as usual.
I didn't think it was anything at first, but they had grown accustomed to it by eating and living together all the way.
But this time, the space was probably too narrow. If they stayed close to each other for too long, the air around them slowly heated up, causing the tips of their ears to feel hot and a blush to appear on their cheeks.
They had just gotten into the water, and their clothes were soaked. The gauze on Mo Zunyue's body clung tightly to her body, outlining her beautiful curves.
Sang Qi's overly handsome face was filled with red clouds, and he said hoarsely, "Zun Yue..."
Mo Zunyue looked up at him, her charming peach blossom eyes filled with desire.
His voice became hoarse again, "Don't move."
"Oh." Mo Zunyue lay obediently in his arms, not daring to move.
For a long time, Sang Qi's throat moved again and again, and his low and hoarse voice was seductive, "Zun Yue, can you be my Taoist companion?"
"good……"
The words "good" haven't been completely uttered yet, they are submerged in the cold lips.
A gust of wind blew by, and Mo Zunyue, who was sitting on the six-story building, came back to her senses. Tong Li, who was doing homework downstairs, didn't know where he was.
She was a little hesitant. She and Sang Qi used to be the most trusted and closest Taoist companions.
It's a pity that time has no control over time, and now they have become enemies who torture each other.
Mo Zunyue knew that the road to becoming a god was full of twists and turns, experienced hundreds of hardships, and experienced countless tribulations.
But among all the catastrophes, only Sang Qi became a thorn in her heart, eventually causing her to fall off the altar.
She was unwilling to give in before, but after practicing the hexagram technique, she understood something.
Everything is destiny.
Her mood became much calmer.
Sang Qi is a disaster for the common people, and it is also a disaster for her. After he survives it, he can return to his status as a god.
If you can't survive it, you will rot with the people under the disaster.
