"You are as white as a monster, but your heart is as black as coal on the ground. You have no face or skin. I really don't know what your sister is talking about when she talks to you. Your skeleton? You don't even have a face? How dare you question me? ?”
After all, Jiang Su is the daughter of Jiang Liuliu, and she has perfectly inherited his talent in terms of the ability to speak a lot of words suddenly.
The difference is that Jiang Shui talks nonsense and Jiang Su curses.
In fact, Xi Chao's words meant nothing to Jiang Su, nothing more than a drop of rain. A lot of nonsense was just dissatisfaction with his own life and the sourness of Jiang Su's birth.
In fact, half of the sentence was not correct.
Not only could the daughter of the medical fairy not be able to put on her clothes, hold out her hands for food, or open her mouth, but she also had to follow her through the streets in large packages. She was fainted by the stove and could not leave. Apart from what she had learned, she was still poor in material life.
"Are you envious of me?" Jiang Su asked softly.
She was really not angry because of this. A person's life is balanced, and she has to bear the responsibilities of this position.
Xi Chao's entire consciousness had been stunned the moment Jiang Su mentioned his sister.
His sister is not a biological sister, but a childhood sweetheart who fled together. She is three years older than him. Their hometown was hit by a flood, and the two of them depended on each other for life. He accidentally opened a spiritual orifice, and he thought he could lead her to a better life. That day, she suddenly fell ill.
My sister was bedridden, and her whole body quickly lost weight from her previous round and round appearance to a skeleton. He carried his sister on his back and went out to seek medical consultation. As a result, the old doctors, who seemed to be knowledgeable and full of ink, shook their heads like rattles and asked people to take them out as soon as they took a pulse.
So far, he has not even asked these doctors about the cause of his sister's illness. They are silent about it and even avoid him like a snake or a scorpion.
"You...how do you know." The man's voice sounded like a crow flying from the underworld. It was too abrupt and low in the alchemy room.
The next moment, his mood changed suddenly, and he roared like a man-eating beast: "I knew it! You medical practitioners and mortal doctors must be colluding with each other!!! Deliberately not treating my sister!!!"
"You just dislike us for being from the countryside and look down upon our medical fees! You... you all deserve to die! You all deserve to die! I should first burn down the medical clinic where those mortal doctors are sitting, and then burn down your own medical clinic! "
At this time, Jiang Su finally found the last spiritual material. The original recipe was rhinoceros horn without specifying its specific type, but the one he used was the white-footed rhinoceros horn unique to the Northern Territory, which must have improved medicinal efficacy.
She did not forget to quarrel with Xi Chao, an arrogant lemon spirit. She chuckled and said, "Haha, where did you get the medical fee?"
She knew Xi Chao's character setting and background very clearly. In her previous life, she had picked out a lot of introductions about Xi Chao from the corners. She could only say that the more she read, the more she felt that this man was sick.
A villain has a reason to be a villain, he was born to be a villain.
One of the things that impressed her most clearly was that this man never spent money on anything other than rune materials.
Xi Chao believes that only by hard work can you gain something. He hopes that the talismans he can draw to shock the world and weep ghosts and gods can be sold at a good price, so he never skimps on this aspect.
But all the basic necessities for my sister's food, clothing, housing and transportation were stolen.
It's no wonder that the two of them depended on each other for life, but the sister just didn't have any love for him.
Xi Chao was stunned again when he heard this. It was true that he did not pay the medical fee, but this was because every time before it was time to prescribe medicine, the two of him were invited out by the people from the medical clinic.
Of course I prepared money for my sister's medical treatment... The black fire talisman I used this time was all straw paper and rotten cinnabar foam... I haven't bought useful talisman materials for a long time... How can my spiritual practice be compared to my sister's life?
Jiang Su didn't know Xi Chao's inside story, and Xi Chao didn't know Jiang Su's life.
The girl took out a small glass bowl and placed it in front of her. She bit her fingertips again and poured more than half of the blood into the bowl, then opened the long sandalwood box.
In the box is a clear flower that is the color of ice crystals. The petals are interlaced in layers. There is a faint mist hidden in the stamens, and the surrounding is the spiritual slag broken by the stagnant spiritual power.
"Tianmu flower...Tiandao Eye...how can I bear to use this thing. Fortunately, the leaves used in the recipe are not petals." Jiang Su muttered in his heart, his eyes fell on the two pieces of this flower, like Suddenly remembering something, she suddenly turned her head and looked at the door of the alchemy room.
This was brought out by Fang Zhe from the treasury of Zhongdu Palace... Zhongdu is Chu Lin's territory. Is it possible that what happened now was planned by him again? ? ?
After thinking about it carefully, Jiang Su guessed that this Tianmu flower was obviously an extinct spiritual herb, and if one appeared in the entire world of cultivation, it would definitely cause a bloody storm. How could it be so coincidental that it was in his own hands?
And it can also be used to make medicine yourself?
Thinking of this, a thin layer of sweat appeared on Jiang Su's forehead. After a breath, it slid down the corner of his forehead and dripped to the corner of his jaw.
"Have I been plotted again?... Is he still staring at me... Why does his plan have the same purpose as the many consciousnesses in the final demonic realm who find me..."
"He asked me to take on the task of curing the demonic energy, and everyone in the Demon Realm asked me to solve the problem of the non-reincarnation of the Demon Realm. In the final analysis, they both reach the same goal through different paths."
"Why, they all come looking for me...are they targeting me by chance or are they planning ahead..."
The girl's fingertips trembled faintly, and this tremor went up her arms and gradually poured into her body. Jiang Su's consciousness was in a mysterious and mysterious state, and at this time she could actually detect signs of illness in herself.
She quickly used her free hand to take out a Jingxin Pill from her storage bag and took it. She touched the pill with her tongue, turned it into water, and poured it into her throat and into her abdomen.
At this time, Jiang Su was about to pull off a Tianmu flower leaf, and her other hand was frozen on the leaf. A pair of pupils faded at this moment. In her trance, she seemed to see the blurred shadows of black and white, like the art of vertical and horizontal, murderous intent. All around, everything in front of them disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.
She looked down at her hand that was on the Tianmu flower leaf, and then without hesitation grabbed the boat-shaped green leaf. Then he placed the Tianmu Flower in the long sandalwood box, closed the box, injected spiritual power to activate the formation, and then put it back into the storage bag.
"What was that just now..." the girl whispered to herself. She soaked the leaves of the Tianmu flower in the blood of her fingertips, took enough cicada shells, celestial silkworms, and northern rhinoceros horns, and put them in In the palm of your hand.
Chi Sha flew over, and the blade suddenly struck Jiang Su's palm, and for a moment there was a crunching sound of broken bones.
Jiang Su looked excitedly at his right hand that was slightly curled up in pain, enjoying the pain as he poured the three spiritual materials turned into powder into the glass bowl of blood.
The powder should have turned into slurry when it met water, but the blood in the glass bowl instantly turned into a bowl of transparent water as clear as a spring.
