The girl in green lay next to him, continued to press her voice, her voice was floating, and she said slowly: "Brother, Xiao Yuan has been waiting for a long time, it's time to wake up."
The changes in the movements of Fang Zhe's body are visible to the naked eye. After his arms are stiff, they can also be bent at this moment, and his arms fall on both sides of his body.
It's okay to shout a few words to mean something, but you still expect me to keep calling you that?
Jiang Su stood up and pushed the person on the ground away. His consciousness was in a trance, as if everyone was drunk even if they were not drunk.
"Why am I feeling dizzy...? I have been taking the medicine for a while, and I should not have these feelings again."
At this moment, Fang Zhe suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes wandering in the distance. He dressed sideways, familiar with the changes in the corners of his cyan clothes, half-covering the past and reality.
Where is my sister?
What happened to my sister in the end? Did I kill her too?
That sister named Xiao Yuan...
Thousands of threads in Fang Zhe's sea of consciousness flickered frequently at this moment.
"So that's it. You didn't know what past you recalled this time, and some of the fragments of the sea of consciousness were able to be reconnected together. Although I used spiritual power to alleviate it, it has the effect of promoting it, but it consumes a lot of spiritual power."
Jiang Su spread his hands, sat on the ground, took out a glass bottle again, bit it with his teeth and pulled out the cork, then bit the mouth of the bottle in his mouth again, raised his head and leaned back, and most of the Spirit Storage Pill went into his mouth and turned into medicine.
juice.
The girl in green spit the glass bottle to her side casually, leaning on the ground with a lazy posture, listening carefully to everything around her.
"Fang Zhe, I think your junior brother's shabby house is just used to catch "rats". What is he hiding that is worthy of refining an entire high-grade magic weapon to make a house?"
Jiang Su stood up, fluttered her clothes, and stood in the court again. She felt that she didn't seem to be as afraid as before.
Fang Zhe slowed down for a moment, and when he stood up, he still looked into the empty distance.
He didn't say much, but directly stepped forward and grabbed Jiang Su's arm, striding towards the room.
Jiang Su was still dragged by him, running and bumping in the direction led by the person next to her. She tilted her head slightly, the tips of her ears moved slightly, and the sound of the branches of the surrounding trees swaying in the wind fell into her ears.
Why are there more and more trees around here? Is it a forest? A rockery?
"Where is this?" Jiang Su finished her words when the man who had been walking with her head suddenly stopped and stood under the eaves, grabbing her arm and pointing straight ahead.
"Item refining room."
"Item refining room?"
"Wu Jian Jiao... is a large sect that refines weapons. You are the young master, so you naturally have to learn about weapon refining deeply. Your junior brother comes from the same sect as you, and his skill in weapon refining should also be excellent."
Jiang Su was not stingy with Fang Zhe's praises. Even though she had just seen Fang Zhe fall ill, she still had some consideration and modest belief in the abilities of this man and his junior brother.
This is not a rainbow fart, but more like the appreciation between craftsmen of different types of work.
In the past, the Poison Judge had used Baidu to help Chu Lin in his plans. Every time Jiang Su cursed Chu Lin, it was Chu Lin who never mentioned anything wrong with the Poison Judge.
Just because this person is a great master of poison, and he can treat poison without distinction, he must have an excellent understanding of medicine and the five elements of the world, so he can create such a powerful poison in the world of cultivation.
After all, if the mastermind here is Fang Zhe's junior brother, then it can be regarded as a flood that has washed away the Dragon King Temple, and one family cannot recognize the other. If there is a blood feud between the two...
That's quite interesting...
This is a subtle melon.
"If I really have a grudge...then if I take over his fish-blood business, it can be regarded as a fake role as a villain? Hahahahahaha, I like it."
Jiang Su's eyebrows were curved, and she felt happy in her heart. She touched the surrounding doors and walls one after another.
The next moment, her arm was suddenly grabbed by someone, and her whole body tilted backwards.
"Huh?" Did Fang Zhe discover anything?
"Here, let the blood flow."
What to bleed? Where to bleed? Whose blood to bleed? How much blood to bleed???
As if aware of Jiang Su's doubts, Fang Zheyou choked his throat and said, "Yours. A basin."
"..."
A pot???
"Haha, Fang Zhe, tell me, why do you need to drain a basin of blood??! Do you think I am one of those fish? You can only kill a pig to drain a basin of blood! What on earth did you see?!"
Jiang Su was not angry, the sarcasm in her words just came from her disdain for life.
Unexpectedly, before she could get an answer, she felt a tingling sensation on her fingertips, and the coolness of a drop of blood across her fingertips made her realize what had happened.
"Are you bleeding..."
What a surprise... Fang Zhe actually attacked me and even bled me.
Jiang Su suddenly pulled his arm back with all his strength, and then reached his waist with his fingers, grasped the handle of the cold knife, and swung the hatchet towards Fang Zhe.
"You can take my blood...then I'll take your life."
The two of them were extremely close, as if two friends walking together suddenly kicked each other.
Jiang Su gave his friend a knife.
She raised the knife and dropped it. Without hesitation, she slashed directly at the arm that Fang Zhe had been holding on to her. She smiled sarcastically and said, "It's been so long. Have you forgotten how to write the word "property"?"
"You touched my storage bag for a reason and I don't care. Now you still dare to take blood from me?"
Jiang Su is the daughter of a medical fairy and can be regarded as a little divine farmer in the world of cultivation. In order to identify the taste of spiritual materials since she was a child, she has tasted almost all the herbs and spiritual materials in the world.
Her blood itself is a poison and a medicine.
She has used her own blood as medicine, not once or twice. In addition to the forbidden magic, the improved Jingxin Pill also has the effect of her blood.
Now someone is taking her own blood. If she has no temper, then someone will cut her flesh next time. One day, sooner or later, someone will dig out her bones and draw her tendons.
Today a drop of blood is available for you to take, but tomorrow it will be difficult to bury a body in yellow sand.
If her flesh and blood were treasures and spiritual materials, then she would be just like those fish-men, just meat on the chopping board, dead without a whole body!
Jiang Su's knife slashed at Fang Zhe's arm, and her mind could not help but construct the next scene.
Her knife was instantly deflected by this man's iron-like arm, and her anger was like a joke.
"..."
The hand holding the knife seemed to be stained with water, and the slippery feeling was like rain suddenly falling from the sky.
"But I have already entered the alchemy room..."
At the right time, the tip of his nose was suddenly hit by a thick burst of blood, and Jiang Su's eyes were sore from the irritation.
She knew what kind of water it was.
It's blood...
The girl in green's hand was frozen in place, and she subconsciously took two steps back. The fingers holding the hatchet were so hard that they turned white.
Her breathing stopped at this moment, everything was different from the scene created in her sea of consciousness.
"How could it be?" Her voice was slightly trembling, cold sweat rolled down her forehead, and her ears were filled with a buzzing sound.
"How could it be...how could Fang Zhe bleed..."
"Impossible! Impossible!!! This is fake! This is all fake!!!"