Jiang Su put away his double blades and dropped his blind stick on the ground again.
She knocked on the ground nearby and listened to the sounds coming from the tower. The current space area of this floor was not larger than the previous floor. It should be the size of the tower layer seen on the appearance of the black tower. There is no space contraction formation.
Jiang Su always felt that there was something uncomfortable in his heart now, as if he was accumulating a violent and dark emotion.
When she talked to Dong Yexian, she was a little less patient and a little more indifferent.
Inexplicable irritability...so annoying...
Depressed emotions filled her heart now.
"Well, just go up the stairs over there. Diedie, I'll take you away!"
Dong Yexian volunteered to grab the sleeve of the girl in colorful clothes and led her to the stairs beside the tower. Jiang Su acquiesced to his behavior and used his blind stick to explore the surrounding road.
She now has an idea... to use a blind stick to knock this little dwarf who has lived for hundreds of years away like a golf ball.
But reason told her again that Higashino Higashikata had done nothing to offend her, and she couldn't do this.
The spiral staircase was obviously not long, but she was walking with difficulty and wanted to stop every now and then.
"Not here yet?"
The sense of violence in her heart gradually deepened, and she could clearly feel that her current cultivation level was far beyond what she had been before. It was the rich spiritual power in her body that made her desperately want to find an outlet.
Only then did Dongye Xian realize that something seemed wrong with her, "Die Die, are you feeling unwell?"
He stopped and wanted to turn around to check Jiang Su's condition.
"Don't come here!" she shouted suddenly.
"Let's go! Let's go quickly! Go to the seventh floor!"
If there was someone on the seventh floor, she could have a hearty fight with that person.
Dong Yexian suddenly stopped and pouted in aggrieved tone, "Okay... then I'll walk faster, Diedie, you have to be careful, I'm afraid you will get tripped..."
The veins on Jiang Su's forehead gradually appeared, "No, let's go quickly!"
The little man was really climbing the stairs. After listening to Jiang Su's words, he was panting and rushed up with all his strength.
After about half a stick of incense, the two of them could clearly feel that they had passed through a barrier.
Already reached the seventh floor.
Jiang Su held the blind cane tightly in his hand, ready to challenge passers-by one by one and give them a stick at any time!
Silence.
"..."
"Is there no one on this floor?"
The little dwarf was swinging his short legs aside and ran a few steps with a huff, and the sound of footsteps echoed around him.
Dong Yexian had never climbed up to the seventh floor. When he entered the black tower, he tried to climb to the fifth floor on the fourth floor, but was beaten by Zhang Mu and never went up again.
"Diedie, there seems to be no one here, we can go directly to the eighth floor."
Jiang Su frowned slightly, dropped his blind stick on the ground, and moved the tips of his ears to carefully distinguish the surrounding environment.
It is indeed consistent with the feeling on the sixth floor just now.
"Let's go!" she said coldly.
I can’t fight! It’s so annoying!!!
By the way! I have Jingxin Pills?!!
Jiang Su quickly put his hand into his sleeve to search, touched the familiar small wooden box, opened it with his fingers, and poured it into his mouth.
Move your lips and teeth, and tap the pill lightly on the tip of your tongue.
The elixir turned into concoction in an instant and she swallowed it, and the familiar cold feeling filled her head.
"..."
There was no relief.
It's like she went from going crazy in a stove to going crazy in an ice cellar. In the final analysis, she's still itchy!
She has too much spiritual power and wants to fight! Now she can’t sit still even if she is making elixirs!!!
"Huh..." Jiang Su let out a long sigh and let Dong Ye pull his sleeves and climb the stairs step by step.
At a certain moment, she suddenly grabbed the little dwarf by his collar, lifted him up violently, and rushed upwards based on her feeling!
"You're too slow!!! I can't stand it anymore!"
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh from me."
Ahhhhh!!!”
Dong Yexian was like a floating human-shaped pendant, frightened and enjoying the feeling of Jiang Su pinching his neck.
Ten breaths have passed.
Dong Yexian suddenly struggled with his hands and feet, moving randomly, and said with a milky voice:
"Diedie, we are going to break the barrier!!"
There is a different kind of fragrant smell in the seventh and eighth layers of the barrier.
"It's broken! Diedie, be careful, there are people on this floor!!!"
"boom--"
Jiang Su was so excited that he didn't care what place he was rushing into. He threw Dong Yexian up casually and drew his sword to break the barrier.
"I'm here!!! Who is here? Come fight me quickly!!!"
"..."
The girl in colorful clothes holds two blades. The green hair on her thin white neck is slightly raised, the veins and blood vessels on her arms are very obvious, and a few strands of green hair are floating on her chest.
The position she broke through was a cellar seal in the yard. At this time, she had wood chips stuck in her head, and three or five big white geese ran away.
"Quack quack——"
Pure white goose feathers were scattered on her skirt.
The red monk was holding a long broom in his hand and was diligently cleaning this thatched shed.
Suddenly the girl jumped out in front of him and swept the fallen flowers and goose feathers he had piled up into the sky.
The fallen flowers are in full bloom, and at the right time, they leave the branches and vines and flutter like butterflies fluttering between the two people.
The sun penetrated the thatched roof and fell on the girl's fair and beautiful face.
Fine sawdust floated in the light.
"Um?"
Swish——
Jiang Su was about to take action when she suddenly paused and frowned slightly. The original irritability and arrogance on her face softened slightly, and she tilted her head in confusion.
One of the two blades in his hand was pressed against Fang Zhe's chest, and the other was placed in front of him to protect himself.
"Fangzhe?"
She didn't need to guess too much about this familiar aura. It had become instinctive for her to recognize the crazy sword killing god with her eyes closed.
Life instinct.
Fang Zhe's throat trembled slightly.
The young medical practitioner who was thinking about it day and night was right in front of him, even holding a knife in both hands and pressing it against his chest tactfully.
All of this made him intoxicated and confused like a dream.
He lowered his head slightly, raised the corners of his lips involuntarily, and his eyebrows were full of tiredness and softness.
"Long time no see..."
I miss you so much.
The girl in colorful clothes had a straight face, but when she heard the voice, the corners of her mouth slowly curved up.
She said: "I miss you very much."
She said what was on his mind.
"I didn't expect you to actually enter the Black Tower to find me, oh no... I had thought of it."
Jiang Su lowered the hand holding the knife, and his smile became more and more unrestrained, as bright as a bright summer flower.
Fang Zhe noticed her movements of drawing out and sheathing the sword, and asked softly: "The Thirty-six Tiangang of Wujian Sword Technique?"
Jiang Su paused and said, "Hey, you didn't expect that I secretly learned the inheritance of your Infernal Affairs Sect!"
"This is the thirty-sixth style of Tiangang. I learned it very clearly, and I even beat our senior brother, the master of Jianfeng Peak! Have you ever heard of Chunjianliu Buyin?"
The little doctor subconsciously showed him his movements during the fight, as if he wanted to replay the scene that day for him.
Yan Yuexi has two cats.
The kitten and the big cat walked side by side. The kitten didn't look back and patted the ground with its little paws. The big cat always walked half a step faster than the kitten, turning its head to the side and watching its movements gently.
Both cats' tails were raised high.
Fang Zhe's peripheral vision swept over this picture and thought to himself.
