What kind of person is this Fang Zhe? The person who caused this kind of massacre is not a villain, but at least an early boss.
"And this person's surname is Fang. Not everyone these days can have the surname Fang, Xiao, Tang, Lin, and Li. Who knows what kind of male protagonist setting it is? I have read a few very popular books in my previous life.
Among the male protagonists in the dark novel, there is one named Fang."
"That's called a cruel and inhumane person who kills on a large scale. The current young master Wu Jian is also named Fang. He also killed his father, his mother, his teacher and his whole family. I'm sure he is a big villain set in the original work."
When Jiang Susi thought of this, she raised the corners of her lips: "Villain, my ideal of killing all the demon cultivators is contrary to the career of the protagonist group, so isn't this person my future comrade? Let me take a closer look.
What is the situation of this fellow man?"
Jiang Su took out a Jingxin Pill and put it in the palm of her hand, ready to feed it to herself at any time. Her consciousness returned to the sea of consciousness, and she scanned the words in her memory word by word without skipping a beat.
"Huh?" Jiang Su was confused.
"He died so early? He died suddenly of madness less than two years after killing his entire family. No one killed him, so he was possessed by the devil and left to his own devices.
Is his madness so serious?"
"What kind of crazy disease can cause people to die suddenly? Even though I think my mental state is different now, I never worry that I will die from it. The body repair ability of monks is far beyond that of ordinary people, let alone refining elixirs for myself.
, the quality is impeccable.”
"So, how did Fang Zhe die? A young master should not be short of elixirs." Jiang Su was curious about this. It was rare for someone to die in an unknown way, worse than herself.
Weird.
"A passer-by who has the same fate as me..."
The chopsticks in her hands were clamped and loosened, never stopping. She was immersed in the world of thinking, oblivious to the people around her.
"What does your tongue taste like?" A clear voice from a boy sounded in Jiang Su's ear, and the man's breath tickled her auricle.
Jiang Su's eyes suddenly widened and her breathing became rapid. She lowered her head and looked at the thing on her chopsticks. It was her half-chewed tongue. The surface of the tongue had been chewed into pits. There were also holes in the plate in front of her.
It was already filled with blood flowing from the corners of her mouth.
She opened her mouth and tried to speak, but she could only make "ah, ah" sounds.
Jiang Su watched the tongue quietly for a long time, then picked it up with chopsticks and put it back into his mouth. He chewed up the "duck meat" with expressionless mouths and swallowed it indiscriminately. He raised his hand to touch his mouth with his sleeve and wiped his lips.
Bloodstains on the sides.
She was discovered...
Let’s talk about it later…
Jiang Su took out an elixir and put it into her mouth. A pale red tongue suddenly sprouted out of her mouth like a worm. The length of the tongue was a little too long. It was a full six inches by visual inspection. She straightened her back and lowered her head slightly to lick it directly.
blood to the plate.
She used her tongue to roll a piece of duck meat, some blood and sweet sauce, and put it back into her mouth at the same time, biting the tongue-rolled duck directly with her teeth. This mouthful of tongue-rolled duck was chewed like food, and after a few breaths, the great gourmet Jiang Su was left again
Normal size tongue.
"It tastes good." She smiled and commented softly.
At this time, she slowly turned her head to look at the person who was talking to her. It was a male cultivator in red, sitting at the table next to her. Even though he was wrapped in clothes, he could be seen to be strong and muscular, with looming muscle lines.
Mostly a body trainer.
Jiang Su remained silent and looked at him. Her spiritual power was channeled inward at the same time. She intuitively told herself that this person's cultivation level was far above that of Nascent Soul, and he was the kind of person she could never defeat.
She inadvertently reached into the storage bag on her waist and took out a Thousand-mile Talisman that she had previously sold from Senior Brother Zhang. She planned thirty-six strategies and took the best option.
The male cultivator in red had been sizing up Jiang Su from the beginning. He witnessed the whole process of Jiang Su making "homemade rolled duck". However, his expression did not change much, as if he was just asking a passerby what she was selling.
How about it.
The two looked at each other for a while.
The male cultivator in red suddenly stood up, pulled his stool in the direction of Jiang Su, and sat down again. He had broad shoulders and narrow waist, and an extraordinary figure. He leaned forward slightly, arched his back and lowered his head, just like a rare and reserved man.
beast.
He used his nose to smell Jiang Su's scent.
From the few strands of hair hanging down beside the girl's ears to her sharp and thin shoulders.
The dull expression on his face made him look like a stupid giant dog. He frowned as he sniffed, as if to confirm what kind of food was in front of him.
Jiang Su's face froze, and then she silently clenched her fists, anger welling up in her chest, "I originally saw that this man has handsome bones and a strong body. He doesn't look like a villain at all, but I didn't expect that he turned out to be a frivolous and prodigal flower picker."
She stretched her other hand behind her back, intending to take out the killing blow and chop him first, and then immediately use the Thousand Miles Talisman to run away.
"You can kill the flower-picking guests. If I don't chop you to death with one strike, you are not a brother." Thinking of this, the smile on Jiang Su's face became even more kind.
"three two……"
"Are you a medical practitioner?"
The countdown in Jiang Su's heart was interrupted.
The male cultivator suddenly asked, with an indescribable joy in his voice? Or was it rising and falling? Jiang Su couldn't tell.
He leaned back and returned to his original position, only lowering his head slightly to facilitate talking to Jiang Su.
Jiang Su thought: Is this person sick, or is he injured secretly?
She didn't relax her vigilance, but she didn't show it on her face, and she said casually: "Yes, medical repair."
As soon as he finished speaking, the male cultivator in red suddenly had a fit, stepped forward, picked up Jiang Suda, and walked quickly towards the door.
Jiang Su: Where is my sword?
At this time, the storyteller was vividly describing the love and hatred between a pair of Taoist couples in the world of cultivation. His words were tactful, and what he was describing was actually the scene when the two were drugged, suppressing their desires, and burning in their hearts.
"The female cultivator had a seductive look in her eyes, and she wanted to stay away from this cold-hearted man, so she said: "Since you have no feelings for me, why would you come here to find me to do something like that... Is it because of you?
In your eyes, am I just a romantic partner who is suitable for spending a night with you and then discarding you casually?"
The male cultivator was sprayed with acacia, and the resentful words of the beauty in front of him sounded very irritating to him: "First life, second time familiarity, what are you doing?" There was dissatisfaction in his words.
The next moment, he hugged this beauty horizontally..."
Jiang Su passed by in front of everyone in the lobby on the first floor and was picked up and left quickly...
"Gan..."
Jiang Su immediately gave up and kicked her legs to try to free herself. Seeing this, the male cultivator in red reached under Jiang Su's robe with one hand and pinched her slender ankles hard to stop her from fluttering.
Then the ghostly figure disappeared from everyone's sight.
"Ahem!" The storyteller was as dumbfounded as everyone else, but he soon returned to normal. There was no hint of embarrassment on his face, but a meaningful smile, and he said: "Haha, I didn't expect that young monks in the world of cultivation today are really impatient.
, you and I are all spectators in the mortal world, hahahahaha."
After saying that, I woke up and took a photo, the story remains the same.
