Dong Yiyi touched Jiang Su's head comfortingly and said warmly: "It's okay."
She was still thinking about her kitten's discomfort because of the scene just now, and she didn't want to interact too much with other people. The busy days made her want to spend some time alone to digest it slowly.
Dong Yiyi walked around to the door behind Song Wan'er, unlocked the restraint, turned around and smiled at Jiang Su, "Senior Sister, go back and have a rest. You are willing to play with Miss Song, but you must remember to go back early and pay attention to your health." ?"
Jiang Su would take the initiative to come to Song Wan'er, which surprised her, but since Su Su was willing, she let her go.
Jiang Su nodded obediently and responded: "Yeah! Senior sister, please go back to the yard to practice. Don't worry about us. It was all an accident! Never again!"
Jiang Su himself knew that his repeated faintings frightened the little senior sister, so he didn't want to bother her any more, so he obediently pushed the little senior sister and asked her to go back to her yard.
The barriers are naturally raised in these courtyards when monks practice. Everyone outside the door is truly isolated.
Seeing this, Shen Yunyang said to Song Wan'er: "Miss Song, you and Junior Sister Jiang should pay more attention when you are learning to avoid this happening again. My senior brothers and I are going to build a house."
After saying that, he nodded deeply to Song Wan'er, as if he was given an important task, and then left with a large group of people in a vigorous manner, with dust flying in the air.
Song Wan'er is still in a slightly confused state, and even the Chuntao in her body doesn't know what Jiang Su means.
Chuntao asked: "Miss, she... I can't guess. She seems to hate you, but she doesn't seem to hate you..."
Song Wan'er kept her mouth shut and asked in her mind: "Then why did she hold my hand and stab herself?"
Jiang Su suddenly raised his eyes and met her eyes, and said in a calm voice:
"Because I am sick, I like to stab myself in the chest with a dagger. I prefer to be stabbed with a dagger. All this is because I am sick. Do you understand?"
She said all this with an expressionless face, and the scene was so horrifying that Song Wan'er took a breath.
"How...can you hear me..." She didn't finish her words. Chuntao was as shocked as she was.
The communication between myself and the lady is based on the voice of the heart. It is a unique geographical contract between the grass and the stone heart people. Others will never hear it!
Jiang Su suddenly raised the corners of his lips and sarcastically said, "How can I hear your inner voice?"
"Hahahahahahahaha, it's so interesting. Song Wan'er, you are so interesting, hahahahahahaha"
The girl laughed so hard that her branches trembled wildly. She lowered her head and bent over to support her belly, only to slap her thighs with her hands.
After laughing for five full breaths, Jiang Suzai stood up straight again, expressionless but with contempt in his eyes: "Of course you can't hear it."
"I'm not a roundworm in your belly."
"The expression you looked at me at that time, didn't you just want to ask the reason? Anyone with eyes can see it."
Song Wan'er blinked, thinking about the possibility she mentioned. Indeed, normal people should really ask the reason. This Jiang Su's mind is unpredictable, but his intelligence is almost demonic.
Immediately afterwards, she asked Jiang Sudao with some worry: "Then your disease...is it easy to cure?"
She believed it, yes, she believed it, she believed Jiang Su was ill.
The corners of Jiang Su's raised mouth froze, and the corners of her eyes twitched faintly. She took a deep breath and replied: "It can't be cured, and I'm going to die."
Song Wan'er opened her mouth in shock, and subconsciously covered her loss of expression with one hand, "How...how could this happen...I am so jealous of Yingcai..."
She was really sorry that the words Jiang Su just spoke to her were far beyond the imagination of ordinary people.
She...has some respect...
"Haha, thank you, Miss Song, for your compliment."
After saying this, Jiang Su turned around and left without any intention of communicating with Miss Song again.
Song Wan'er chased for a few more steps in confusion, and asked as she walked quickly: "Is there no treatment? Aren't you a medical practitioner?"
"A doctor doesn't heal himself." Jiang Su's feet quickened and he was already running far away.
Song Wan'er also ran along and asked, "Then why do you have to explain to them? You don't hate me?"
This communication span is not small. Jiang Su raised his eyebrows slightly.
"You care about me?" There are only three words.
The next moment, Jiang Su couldn't bear it anymore and directly took out the killing weapon and threw it. He stepped a few steps faster, jumped up, and then rushed towards the direction of saving Kufeng.
Song Wan'er had no magic weapon to control and couldn't control it. Now she was finally separated from Jiang Su.
She looked at Jiang Su's leaving figure with some reluctance, with mixed feelings in her heart.
Chuntao comforted her: "Miss, I think she might not hate you."
Song Wan'er replied with regret: "Yeah."
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Save Kufeng.
The first thing Jiang Su did when he returned to Jiu Ku Peak was to immediately enter the study, turn around and set up a three-level barrier.
Knead the secret with your fingertips, and the barrier is born.
After preparing all this, she stretched out and sat unsteadily in front of the desk with her legs crossed.
My calves swayed leisurely and my body leaned back on the chair. At this time, my tense spirit began to relax.
She stretched out her left hand, activated her spiritual power, and looked at the cinnabar-colored lines faintly emerging from her palm with satisfaction.
This time, the girl could finally slap her thighs and laugh wildly. The sound was like thunder, resounding throughout the study room, and even caused some books to tremble on the bookshelf.
"From now on, I, Jiang Su, no longer have to worry about my ten-year life span anymore, hahahahahahaha."
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, the Tide-Moon Symbiosis Array evolved from the Tide-Moon Symbiosis Array. If it weren't for Elder Chi's words that Song Wan'er has a long life, I wouldn't have thought of this rescue method. Since my life is short and she has a long life, then I and I
She lives together, isn't it just an average, just right hahahahahahaha"
"If she fights for that road for a thousand years, she will give me five hundred years of life. If she fights for that road for thousands to ten thousand years, then she will give me thousands of years of life."
"With my current cultivation speed, a thousand years is enough! If I can't ascend! Then let the whole world die with me! Then no one will live hahahahahahahahaha"
The girl's face was originally delicate and elegant, but now her beaming look made her look like a cunning fox who had succeeded in her evil scheme.
"This Song Wan'er is indeed extraordinary. She actually has something hidden in her body and can communicate with her. This setting is a bit like the old jade pendant in the ancient upgrade stream..."
"Could it be that...she is also an important character in the later part of this book, the Daughter of Destiny?"
"It's a pity that every time I go back to the sea of consciousness and read the original work, I start to get seriously ill after reading only a few paragraphs. I can only see the main plot related to Zhang Yunsheng and Liu Yunqing, and others only mention it in a few strokes."
"Otherwise, then I really have a golden finger. I'm a little curious, Song Wan'er..."
Jiang Su's crossed legs swayed more and more vigorously, and her eyes narrowed, looking more like a happy and lazy cat.
She took off the storage bag from her waist and placed it on the table. She put her fingers in it and rubbed it until she caught something small and hard.