Chapter 227: The beginning of the epidemic, not waking up
The ninth thunder calamity finally accumulated enough, and at this moment, it struck from the sky towards the girl in the black mist.
This thunder has a purple body and is as thick as a giant python.
Liu Yunqing took a step back and squatted half-crouched. His spiritual power was concentrated on his lower body. His legs were strong enough. When the thunder and lightning approached, he jumped up. He had only one goal in mind. He wanted to kill the thunder python with one sword!
Dong Yiyi narrowed his eyes slightly, clenched the hand holding the sword tightly, and raised his arm to block it above his head.
"The next second...it was me."
Zhang Yunsheng's whisk was rarely hanging on the ground. When she held the wooden handle, her other hand was holding an unknown decision.
"The Dong family stands between heaven and earth, listening to the orders of heaven above and the fate of the earth below. Today, there is a thunder disaster, but I can only ask my ancestors to appease the anger of heaven for me..." The woman in brocade robe whispered in a low voice.
Jiang Su was completely unaware of all this.
It's a pity that God doesn't fulfill people's wishes, so it brings unreasonable disasters.
The moment Liu Yunqing's sword hit the black mist, it suddenly sank to the ground. Zhang Yunsheng's iron whisk couldn't be inserted into the ground for some reason. Dong Yiyi's body always stood outside the black mist, safe and sound.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!"
The purple thunder struck the girl's mutilated body completely, and the electric light flashed on her mutilated body, making a sizzling sound.
Her consciousness finally dissipated in the severe pain at this moment.
Heaven never wanted to let her go.
The black mist disappeared in the thunder catastrophe, and the black lins and black insects all turned into nothing at this moment.
That night, on the main peak, there was nothing but heavy rain, hundreds of birds chirping, and hundreds of animals whimpering.
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"Have Su Su woke up today?" Shen Yunyang bought a red robe from somewhere, and even his black hair was dyed red by him for some unknown reason.
Liu Yunqing shook his head, sighed, and wiped the dried blood on his chin with his hand.
Song Wan'er came from a distance, carrying a doctor's medicine box in her hand. When she saw Shen Yunyang here, she sped up and ran to him, asking anxiously:
"Senior Brother Shen, why are you here? More and more dead people are gathering in the east of Hongfeng Town. If they are not burned in time, I am afraid that the disease will spread to the healthy people at the foot of the mountain!"
Shen Yunyang's expression changed upon hearing this, and he immediately drew out the Burning Evil Sword behind him, "Why did another group of people die so quickly? I remember that I just burned thousands of corpses in the south of the city this morning?! Just dealing with corpses is not a problem! Doctor
Will Xiu find a solution?"
At this moment, Liu Yunqing drew his sword and threw it forward. He stepped on it with both feet and looked into Shen Yunyang's increasingly irritable eyes with a straight face: "Junior Brother Shen, take a rest and stay here. I can also fire fight, there is no need.
It must be you who has been burning corpses for half a month. If you don't calm down and practice, you will get into trouble."
There was a deep meaning in Liu Yunqing's eyes, he was trying to stop Shen Yunyang.
It has been three months since the outbreak of the epidemic. Shen Yunyang was specially arranged by the boss to burn corpses with sword energy day and night because he had an evil-burning sword that could ignite the evil in the world and had the effect of destroying and restraining the epidemic. Now he
Even his hair became the color of flames.
In the past, he loved white clothes the most, and thought that swordsmen should look cool and spotless.
Now, the clothes...are dyed red by the evaporated blood, which is the blood of countless dead people.
Shen Yunyang remained silent. He could also feel the evil energy accumulated in his body day by day after killing people, and his character became increasingly irritable as a result.
Every time after burning thousands of people, he would look back at the flames flying around him in the raging fire and ask himself in a low voice: "Are these the people I killed?"
Song Wan'er was keenly aware of the sorrow in this man's brows, and comforted her with a warm voice: "Senior Brother Shen, those mortals are all people who have died of the epidemic and have passed away long ago. If we didn't have your evil-burning fire, Shan Those who take refuge under our feet may also die."
When Shen Yunyang heard this, he felt as if an ice cube had fallen from his heart, freezing his fire for a moment, and then turned into warm water in the flames and dissipated in his chest.
"Now, do we have no other choice but to wait for our junior sister to wake up? There is an epidemic in the southern region, and several other regions have set up barriers to cut off our communication. Otherwise, we can still send people to find Jiang. Uncle Master!"
"These people are the same! If you are sick, why don't you seek medical treatment in the nearest town! After hearing some rumors, they all gathered in our Hongfeng Town. Now in the entire Southern Territory, we are the most affected by the epidemic!"
Song Wan'er could only twist her lips and smile bitterly, her hand holding the medicine box loosened and tightened, "Who told us to have a medical fairy and...the medical fairy's daughter? Tianji Pavilion recently spread the news, saying that this disaster in the Southern Territory , only the daughter of the medical fairy can solve it."
"He also said...this is the disaster that the Southern Territory deserves."
Speaking of this, Song Wan'er frowned slightly, and her eyes actually filled up with crystal water, just like the menacing tide at high tide.
She muttered: "When will Susu wake up... I miss Susu so much... Susu..."
Shen Yunyang looked at this scene, walked up to Song Wan'er, and made random gestures in the air at a loss. How could he know how to comfort the little girl because he was such a rough man?
He hurriedly stepped forward, crossed Song Wan'er sideways, and pushed open the courtyard door with force. From behind the gap, a dense amount of spiritual energy overflowed from the barrier.
"Go in quickly. I heard that you have to see Su Su every day when you return to Jiu Ku Peak."
"After meeting Susu, you should go and have a rest. Tomorrow I will move your Jianfeng yard directly to save Kufeng. You have also entered the medical field, and you are the one who saves Kufeng. Don't do this again. And running around.”
Then Shen Yunyang turned around and stepped on the Burning Evil Sword, heading straight to the foot of Shifangmen Mountain without any hesitation.
During this period of time, Jiang Su's courtyard had never changed at all, and even the spiritual stones planted under the spiritual plants in the courtyard were not less than one and a half pieces.
Someone has been taking care of everything for her.
The man in red robe sat quietly on the wooden chair beside the bed, holding a series of strange iron tools in his hand.
The iron tools kept colliding with each other and making jingling sounds.
The little Jinwa sat on the table and leaned against the kettle, holding a small pure gold teacup in her hand. The steam in the cup continued to rise into the air.
"Dong dong dong——"
"Zhenren Chiyi! Can you open the door? I'm Song Wan'er and I'm here to see Susu!"
Fang Zhe was startled when he heard the sound, then slowly put the iron tool in his hand on the table and walked towards the door.
"Hiss--" The door opened.
Song Wan'er raised her head and glanced at the empty eyes of the man in red robe, and said politely: "Thank you."
Then without saying a word, she went straight to the inner room, saw the Jin baby on the table, and subconsciously said hello: "Xiao Jin."
The next moment, she was sitting by the bed, staring at the person on the bed with all her attention.
On the couch was a young girl with loose black hair, pale face, closed eyes, pale lips, and no trace of life.
Song Wan'er skillfully lifted the quilt from the girl's body and pressed her wrists with her three fingers.
After noticing the girl's weak pulse, she let out a long breath and then covered her with the quilt again.
At the right time, he walked closer to the bed and stared closely at the position where the quilt was lifted.
Song Wan'er noticed this man's gaze, and stood up from the bed very naturally, retreated to the table, and placed the medicine box next to the little golden baby.
Fang Zhe then took action and covered the girl with the quilt again according to his own habits, making it tight, square and stylish, and even tucked the quilt under the girl's body along her body.
"Master Chiyi, have you noticed any signs that Su Suyou is about to wake up today?"
Song Wan'er opened the medicine box and took out a stack of thick paper and placed it on the table.
Fang Zhe was tucking the quilt to one side of the girl's neck when he heard the sound and his outstretched hand suddenly froze.