Jiang Su couldn't bear it any longer and turned around and shouted at Qi Wu: "Come here and help him so he doesn't fall down!"
Qi Wu was agitated by the shouting and quickly raised his head. Seeing that the girl's face was filled with anger and her eyes were still closed and she was still frowning, he stepped forward and immediately grabbed Fang Zhe's arm.
"I've got a good grip!"
"Okay, okay." Jiang Su smiled half-heartedly and stood up straight.
Take off one shoe.
"..." Qi Wu remained silent.
The next moment, Jiang Su lifted up his shoeless feet and kicked Fang Zhe's ass hard with Pulao stuffed in his mouth.
"Let me in!"
"I, Jiang Su, can eat well, why can't you Fang Zhe?!"
She pulled out another cub, Yaizi, from the storage bag.
These two "dragon sons" both looked like lifeless corpses, with their former liveliness and vitality gone without a trace.
Once born and twice mature, Yaizi is also in the shape of a beast and a jackal, with an extra layer of hair on his body than Pulao.
Jiang Su pushed the jackal's head down, pinched the man's cheeks, and stuffed it into his mouth.
The corners of Fang Zhe's mouth were cracked, and the burns had not yet recovered, and his cheeks on both sides were rotted into open flesh. At this moment, a jackal larger than Pulao was stuffed into his wound, and his wounds were even more torn, revealing thick white bones.
"Get in! Get in!"
Jiang Su scolded and stepped on him, then sent the 睝皮 into Fang Zhe's stomach in an incomprehensible manner.
She suddenly smiled.
"I've eaten it..."
Jiang Su sat on the ground again, holding the glass bottles piled aside in her hands. She leisurely opened the lids of the glass bottles and poured the elixirs into her mouth one after another.
The Twelve Fires refined three kinds of spiritual materials in Fang Zhe's body. Yaizhen and Pulao suddenly returned to the white chess pieces they had been before after entering the esophagus.
Jiang Suling looked closely at Fang Zhe's body, noticed the changes in the two dragons, and raised his eyebrows slightly.
"Yeah... I almost forgot about these parasitic eyeballs in my hand... they turned into white chess pieces in the end, and they seem to be still in my storage bag. They are the keys to the Demon Realm, right..."
“Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha” I have worn iron shoes to find no place, and it took no effort to get here. If I had known this, why would I have taken off my shoes.”
Jiang Su took out the remaining eight chess pieces and rubbed their smooth surfaces with his fingertips.
The next moment, she leaned forward and fed Fang Zhe the remaining chess pieces.
"Dragon sons... chess pieces... a real dragon also plays games for others, and its sons serve as soldiers."
The spiritual power transformed in Jiang Su's body was very fast. As the spiritual storage pill was turned into juice and turned into spiritual power again, the five spiritual materials in Fang Zhe's body began to mutate.
The white chess piece melted, the three spiritual materials turned into powder and mixed together, the twelve fires burned each other, and something vaguely like a ball formed in his stomach.
"A real person makes a furnace and the five elements make ingredients. What am I refining?"
Jiang Su couldn't help but curl her lips into a smile, cold sweat dripping from her forehead to her chin, eventually soaking her clothes.
She didn't care.
The huge feeling of fatigue hit her body, her muscles were constantly trembling, and her spirit was so sleepy that she subconsciously swallowed her saliva.
Jiang Su bit a piece of her tongue. The pain at the tip of her tongue caused her consciousness to briefly regain consciousness, and her body was shaky.
Seeing this, Qi Wu supported her back, put the heavy ruler directly behind Fang Zhe, and supported Jiang Su himself.
Qi·Humanoid Stand·Enlightenment.
Jiang Su once again took advantage of the Qingming Festival to swallow six bottles of spirit-storing pills in succession. She still remembered that half a year ago, she took pills one at a time. Occasionally, refining pills consumes energy and energy, so she would only take two pills at most.
.
now……
The gap in cultivation between Ji Zhu and Nascent Soul was about a thousand years, but it only took her half a year.
"Why has my cultivation improved so quickly?"
Jiang Su had never delved into this issue in detail. Between the various matters concerning the Book of Heaven and the Way of Heaven, she had inadvertently omitted this matter.
The girl closed her eyes tightly, as if she was in an endless abyss of darkness.
"Sure enough, it would be easier to sleep if you use bed curtains to block out the light..."
"No...I haven't finished memorizing the book..."
"So sleepy...I really want to sleep..."
Jiang Su murmured softly.
Although her consciousness is in the broken void, a small part of her body is still controlled, but at this moment, the feeling of exhaustion is gradually losing control.
She will be lost in the void.
Scattered memory fragments float in a corner of the shattered and collapsed sea of consciousness.
When the girl whose consciousness was condensed slowly closed her eyes in the void, she fell completely and felt weightless.
Jiang Su's body completely lost control at this moment. Qi Wu caught her, and Fang Zhe leaned tightly on the heavy ruler again, relaxing.
"this……"
Qi Wu frowned and hesitated: "Is this a success or a failure?"
His eyes fell on the empty glass bottles beside several people. He counted them in his mind and swallowed nervously.
At this moment, a monk in black suddenly walked slowly from the black tower.
Qi Wu raised his head suddenly, stared at this man, and released the pressure of his Nascent Soul.
Jiang Su and Fang Zhe are both in coma now. If someone wants to do evil to them and kill them...
"Who are you?" he asked coldly, murderous intent radiating out.
The monk in black drew his white sword and slowly walked towards their direction, the tip of the sword pointed directly at the ground.
"Down here..."
"The White Sword Ghost of the Eastern Region, Wang Jia."
Wang Jiali stood next to Jiang Su and Fang Zhe. He lowered his eyebrows and looked at the girl in colorful clothes. There was a flash of light in his eyes, as if there was some emotion looming in them.
Wang Jia is a woman, and she pretends to be a man to get around. At this moment, in Qi Wu's eyes, his expression looks like the person in the storybook who had a love-hate relationship with Jiang Su for eight hundred years.
"Susu, how can you be so tired..."
"Eighteen bottles of spiritual storage pill...does she have to save this Fang Zhe?"
"...When she was refining the elixir for me...was she also working so hard...?"
Wang Jia asked himself silently.
These words were burned into his heart like red iron burned by a blazing fire.
He lifted the white sword and pressed the blade against Fang Zhe's shoulder.
The knife suddenly struck, knocking his long sword away instantly!
Even though Qi Wu is now taking care of two people whose life and death are uncertain and it is inconvenient for him to lift a heavy ruler, he has been practicing Taoism for so many years and has only used a small knife!
He, Qi Fifth Young Master, always uses hidden weapons!
Wang Jia frowned slightly and looked dissatisfied at Qi Wu who was in the way.
The next moment, hundreds of knives suddenly flew out from behind Qi Wu, covering Wang Jia from top to bottom like a hedgehog, with the tips of the knives in contact with his clothes and exposed skin.
Wang Jia could even clearly feel the knife at his neck pressing harder on his skin.
"..."
"The fifth young master of the Qi family, once he realized the Tao, his golden elixir was shattered step by step, and his Yuan Ying was completed step by step. He really has some abilities."
"but……"
"The person I want to kill will definitely die by my sword."
Wang Jia's eyes were calm. There was a blade not far away from his eyes pressing in front of him, but he was not worried about it.
When Bai Daogui became famous in the Eastern Territory, Qi Wu was still struggling to open his spiritual acupoints. The two of them were not at the same level. What's more, there was a huge difference between Yuanying. Qi Wu was only in the early stage of Yuanying.
A monk whose cultivation level has not yet stabilized.
"Why did you want to kill Fang Zhe?"
Qi Wu wanted to delay time. He believed that Jiang Su would be able to wake up and Fang Zhe would be able to recover as before.
As long as one of these two people wakes up, the matter can be saved.
"Because... the one we met, Liang Yue, was you, right?"