Bing Shangxue said angrily: "Why didn't you notify your family? The child was injured, especially the soul injury. Only the mother's arms can make the child recover peacefully. You..."
Ye Meng said cautiously: "Teacher Bing, it's like this. When Fang Che first fell into coma, it was very painful. Sometimes when he was in coma, he would sweat, convulse, have cramps all over his body, and his face would be distorted..."
"But after two days, he became calm and quiet. He only frowned occasionally."
"After two days, I no longer frown, and it's like falling asleep every day..."
Ye Meng said cautiously: "My cousin and I discussed it, and we both thought this was a sign of improvement... so..."
"So just wait for him to wake up?"
Bing Shangxue sighed and nodded helplessly: "Maybe you are right."
Although she usually looks cold on the outside, she is actually very soft-hearted and emotional; she cannot bear to say anything to make the two of them feel guilty.
There is a saying in my heart, "Maybe you are wrong. When he acts violently, he is fighting, fighting in his soul, trying to wake up; but when he is not showing anything, it is the most dangerous behavior." This sentence,
Didn't say it out loud.
He just reminded: "Generally, for high-level warriors, a deep coma caused by severe damage to a person's consciousness can only last for three months at most. Within this period, if you can wake up on your own, you can wake up. If you can't wake up within this period,
, then I’m afraid it will be difficult in the future.”
"So you guys need to discuss it well and make sure it's right."
"If you wait three months before telling your family, you two will probably be beaten to death."
Bing Shangxue warned: "You wait first. It is understandable to worry about other accidents caused by family members reacting too violently. But... you must also grasp a time limit."
"For example, one month, for example, one and a half months; but it must not exceed one and a half months, you must tell your family!"
Ye Meng and Fang Qingyun nodded repeatedly.
The two of them have also thought about this.
But the biggest hope is that Fang Che wakes up before then.
On Fang Che's side, Fang Qianyi raised her alone, and her son was her life. This statement cannot be overstated. If she knew that Fang Che was in a coma and might not wake up, Fang Qianyi might have a mental breakdown.
The pillar of life collapsed directly.
For Fang Che's uncle, Fang Qingyun's father Fang Zhenghang, Fang Che is now the pride and hope of the entire family!
This kind of hope is a hope that has already been seen; it is not like Fang Qingyun's kind of hope that has not yet been determined.
If he was told that his nephew was in a coma and he might not be able to wake up, I'm afraid Fang Zhenghang's reaction, even if it would be stronger than Fang Qianyi's, would definitely not be much better!
Moreover, once something like that happens, I am afraid that even if Fang Che wakes up, he will not feel at ease in his life.
But the problem now is: if they don't tell it, the two of them can't bear the pressure. If they tell it, if something goes wrong, the two of them can't bear it either.
Night dreams are better.
Fang Qingyun was miserable. He felt that whether his cousin woke up or not, his legs would probably be broken several times by his father.
But the problem now is that as Fang Che's direct cousin, he must support his sister-in-law in this kind of matter!
If you can't hold it up, you have to hold on even if your bones are broken into pieces.
If Fang Qingyun gives up again or has no master, after comparing his feelings, Fang Qingyun is really afraid that Ye Meng will not be able to hold on and do something stupid.
Similarly, Fang Che's injury also affected the top management of all parties.
Yinshen Palace asks every day: "Are you awake?"
"I haven't woken up. I've been unconscious. I'm afraid I'm hanging."
Yinshen Palace has been so worried that he can't eat for several days. He doesn't even want to practice martial arts, and he doesn't even want to drink wine. Every day, he is like an old bachelor poet whose eight sons have died, and is sentimental.
He couldn't eat, nor could Mu Linyuan and Qian Sanjiang. Hou Fang was so worried that after drinking to relieve his sorrow, he was beaten by the three of them.
"The child is unconscious and looks like a living dead. How can you still drink at this stall? I'll beat you to death, you old bastard!"
…
Dongfang Siwu has been very surprised since he arrived.
What is the origin of this comatose boy?
Why is it so crowded?
Those from the martial arts academy, those guarding the main hall, and those from the southeast headquarters, that's all.
You actually want me to come and watch it in person.
Moreover, Thirty-Third Brother sends news every day: "Did you find anything? Are you awake?"
"Nothing unusual was found, no suspicious person was found, and he didn't wake up."
There was no talking over there.
Then send it again tomorrow: "Did you find anything? Are you awake?"
"No. Same as yesterday."
No sound again.
Dongfang Sansan slowly lost his temper at the guardian headquarters.
It's been half a month.
What the hell...why aren't you awake yet?
Haven't you taken the Fusion Pill yet?
Will Fang Che be okay? Dongfang Sansan is getting more and more unsure.
After Ningxuejian sent Zhao Ying'er off, he returned to the headquarters and has now stayed at the Guardian headquarters for twelve days.
During these twelve days, Ningxue Sword's days were like years.
Not for anything else.
The way Dongfang Sansan looks at himself every day is like looking at the corpse of an enemy!
Although I didn't get scolded either.
But Ningxue Sword couldn't help but become humbled day by day, visible to the naked eye.
When facing Dongfang Sansan, he couldn't help but bend his waist more and more, and the expression on his face couldn't help but become more flattering...
Especially in the past few days, it has reached the point where when I see Dongfang Sansan from a distance, I immediately turn my head and run away, and my heart is beating wildly in panic.
Xue Fuxiao finally returned together with Yu Tianqi, and took Ningxue Sword to discuss the next plan with Dongfang Sansan.
But Ningxuejian said nothing and didn't go.
Shaking his head like a rattle: "No, no, no... I won't go, you just go."
Xue Fuxiao was stunned: "What's wrong with you? Are you afraid that your ninth brother will eat you?"
"I wasn't afraid before."
Ningxue Sword Dao.
"What now?"
"It's not a matter of fear now."
Ningxue Jian grimaced: "He can really eat me! And he can tear me into pieces alive and eat me."
Xue Fuxiao was startled: "Why did you hit him? This must be your fault! You bitch must have gotten into trouble!"
Xue Fuxiao was very sure. Then she looked at Ningxuejian with a somewhat unkind look in her eyes: Does this bitch need a beating? Why is he feeling a little restless these days?
"I...I...how do I know how to hit him?"
Ning Xuejian's face had turned into a bitter melon.
Xue helped the flute go, and then came out after taking orders.
"Order Rui Qianshan to compete with Yutian Banner 300 times within five days to regain his strength as soon as possible and adapt to the battle rhythm."
Yu Tianqi was very excited: "Jiu Ye is the roundworm in my heart! Rui Qianshan is neither strong nor weak. When I recover, I will hit him just in time!"
But for Ningxuejian, this order was extremely fucked up.
This is obviously going to give me three hundred beatings!
This Juehun Ax is so heavy, I am just a light sword, and I can’t use my killing moves yet!
Isn't this intentional to torment people?
But this order obviously leaves no room for accommodation.
Obviously Dongfang Sansan was determined after eating the weight.
Because: "Xue Fuxiao supervises the battle!"
Well, it turned out to be 'supervising the battle!'
Ning Xuejian was about to cry but had no tears and followed the beating.
But all this, in the eyes of outsiders, is extremely normal: if the Yutian Banner is to recover, it will naturally have to fight. And Xue Fuxiao is a bit strong, and the Ningxue Sword is just the target.
Therefore, Lord Jian's initiative to sacrifice himself couldn't be more appropriate.
In the evening, Ningxue Sword's pig-headed and pig-faced man limped back, and Ding Juran happened to be practicing. He was surprised when he saw it: "Master, why are you so embarrassed every day these days? Who is bullying you?"
"That's nonsense. In this Guardian headquarters, the only job is to bully others as a teacher. Who can bully a teacher? What a joke!"
Ningxue Sword said majestically: "Practice your sword!"
Then he limped into the room and lay down, sighing.
Ding Ziran was worried and chased him in to wait on him, but was driven out by Ningxue Sword.
Damn it, I'm already embarrassed enough, but I still need someone to take care of me... Don't I want to lose face?
Neither can the apprentice!
He originally wanted to talk to Ding Ziran about Fang Che, but when he remembered that he was Ding Ziran's eldest brother in this life, he wisely gave up the idea.
If Ding Ziran knew that I had caused his elder brother to be like this, he might have poisoned my soup...
"Hey, what the hell is this?"
The Guardian headquarters is in a state of melancholy and secrecy.
The headquarters of the Solipsistic Orthodox Church is also feeling melancholy and keeping secrets.
Yannan sighed every day, much more melancholy than Dongfang Sansan - the guardian only lost one Fang Che.
And I have lost two people here: Night Demon and Dream Demon! An old capable man and the hope of the new generation!
What the hell...thinking about Yan Nan makes me feel melancholy.
Yan Nan also asked every day: "Are you awake?"
"not yet."
"How many days has it been?"
"Ten days."
"What the hell!"
Yan Nan cursed angrily.
"Do you feel it?"
"have."
"What does it feel like?"
"There is someone monitoring next to me, and he is a master at the peak level of the Guardian. At the very least, the strength of the person monitoring must be at the level of the top thirty in the cloud weapon spectrum, and he is extremely good at sneaking and hiding. I don't dare to get close, I can only stay a hundred feet away
.”
"Fuck you!"
Yan Nan was extremely angry and yelled: "This old silver coin from Dongfang Sansan is indeed not a good thing! As expected, there is surveillance! This is indeed a trap!"
After scolding, he sent a message: "Keep watching, don't rush in! I would rather be broken into pieces than expose that you have been there!"
"yes!"
A few days later, Yan Nan asked again: "How are you? Are you awake?"
"No."
"How many days has it been?"
"Half a month, fifteen days."
"What a fool!"
Yan Nan couldn't hold back his anger, and he was so depressed that he could not speak: "Dream Demon, you old bastard who has killed a thousand swords, whose body can't you get into? There are hundreds of them in the world.
If there are more than 100 million, you will choose the one that is least suitable for you!!"
"Why did you choose so accurately because you are numb!"
"Fang Che can't be the only one who follows Ningxue Sword to arrest you!"
"Why are there so many people guarding the main hall, so you have identified Fang Che!?"
"What the hell is this? It's been tens of thousands of years since I've had anything go my way!"
With a bang, the table turned into powder.
"Can the dream demon come out alive?"
"Can the Night Devil wake up?"
"I'm your mother..."
Vice Chief Master Yan was so angry that he was foaming at the mouth and uttering words indiscriminately.
Suddenly, he felt that his subordinates, including Duan Xiyang, Chen Gubi Changhong and others, were all a bunch of idiots!
In extreme depression, he summoned several deputy chief leaders, and then pointed at their noses and cursed them one by one.
Chen Gubi Changhong was confused: "What happened to us again?"
Especially Bi Changhong: "I'm just injured... I didn't offend anyone, I just gave you a bloody scolding, Yanwu, do you have cat cakes?"
"I have your uncle cake!"
Yan Nan let out an angry sound.
Immediately, when everyone, Monk Zhang Er, was confused, and these were all people who knew the identity of Night Demon, Yan Nan explained the matter again in an extremely depressed manner.
Then all the brothers present were dumbfounded.
"What the hell is this dream demon doing? He's immortal, so he can't seduce anyone. Why does he have to do it so cleverly?" Xiang Beidou said.
"You don't do anything about it!"
Yu Hanyan seized the opportunity and began to attack Xiang Beidou: "Can anyone compare with Fang Che's qualifications?"
"You don't want to do anything about it! Even if you have good qualifications, can he take advantage of it?" Xiang Beidou cursed.
"It's a silly thing. Isn't it true that the soul is more suitable for dream demons than other people's complements!?"
Yu Hanyan scorned: "You know nothing."
Xiang Beidou angrily said to Beidou: "You don't even know shit!"
Chen Gu frowned: "You have to think of a way. If you can't save Fang Che, you should save the dream demon. If you can't save the dream demon, you should save Fang Che."
"To put it lightly. Now Dongfang Sansan is also suspecting that the Night Demon is one of ours, so this coma has become a perfect opportunity to test us: he has arranged for a master who is good at invisibility to monitor the whole process.
. As long as we are alone, we cannot escape being monitored. If we rescue Fang Che, it will be equivalent to proving that Fang Che is a solipsistic person! The accusation will be confirmed! "
Yannan Road.
"But that's better than not waking up, right?"
"Waking up and then being captured, crippled or killed is actually better than being in a coma now? What kind of brain do you have?"
All the old demons were helpless.
Chen Gu said: "It is said that Feng Yun is still investigating the matter of Night Demon killing people in Tiangong... but before the investigation was completed, Night Demon fell into a coma. This matter has been solved."
Yan Nan said with a gloomy face: "What's the point of killing a few people from Tiangong? Sooner or later, we will kill the people from Tiangong. It's better to lure them out and kill them early than to be stabbed again when they are caught off guard."
This sentence is indeed true. All the old devils nodded slowly.
"Besides, everything happens for a reason. How many of our people have killed but others still have to investigate? Feng Yun's brain is broken!"
"That's what Fifth Brother said."
Everyone nodded repeatedly.
In fact, I also understand: Feng Yun is really too popular among young people now.
But Yan Beihan has just started to grow, and he can't catch up.
So it's normal for Yan Nan to be a little displeased with Feng Yun.
And Chen Gu thought a little more: It is said that Night Demon is a person of Yan Beihan. Maybe Feng Yun suppressed Night Demon because of this, and by suppressing Night Demon, he achieved the purpose of suppressing Yan Beihan's faction? Then Yan Nan became angry because of this.
?……
I have to say that the old foxes are extremely arrogant in their divergent thinking.
"Is it possible that we have such a powerful power, but we can't use it?"
Bai Jing was extremely depressed.
As soon as these words were spoken, the old devils remained silent.
Their faces were ugly.
Everyone is speechless in their hearts: Over the years, ever since we faced Dongfang Sansan, when have we not been in this situation of ‘having such a powerful force but not being able to use it’?
Is it interesting for you to say this over and over again?
"What should we do now?"
Bai Jing asked.
"I don't know what to do."
Yan Nan said depressedly.
"..."
Bai Jing pondered for a moment and said, "How about I go to Baiyun Continent myself? And by the way, I can also go out to relax?"
As soon as this sentence came out, everyone immediately turned their attention.
They all don’t understand why Bai Jing is so active today?
Only Xiang Beidou suddenly realized with a flash of his mind: "Go and see the young disciples of countless generations?"
"Mist grass!"
Only then did everyone realize that the relationship was like this: Night Demon belonged to the Yixin Sect, and his master was Yin Shen Palace, the leader of Yi Xin Sect, and Yin Shen Palace was Bai Jing's disciple for who knows how many generations...
From this point of view, it is natural and just to say that Night Demon is Bai Jing's disciple for many generations. No wonder Bai Jing is also anxious.
Even Bi Changhong was shocked: "Bai Laoba, if you didn't tell me, I wouldn't have thought that Night Demon was actually yours!"
Bai was shocked and his face was as deep as water: "Who are my people and your people? What you say...the factions are serious."
"Then you can't go either."
Yan Nan snorted: "As the deputy chief leader, you go out for this matter. If you don't think it's embarrassing, I will feel embarrassed."
Bai exclaimed: "Are we just going to watch and wait? Isn't this the situation that Dongfang Sansan wants?"
"Duan Xiyang has gone."
Yan Nan snorted.
Suddenly everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
Bi Changhong was furious: "No wonder that idiot came here to beat me up. It turned out that he was worried that he wouldn't be able to beat me outside for a long time..."
Everyone laughed, and Chen Gu asked: "Who did Lao Duan go with?"
"I went with Xiaohan. It happened that Xiaohan wanted to experience the world." Old God Yannan was there.
Chen Gu was stunned: "Fifth brother, you told me earlier that we would bring Chen Yin with us to practice together."
"It's inconvenient to differentiate between men and women."
Yan Nan stopped with one sentence.
Chen Gu almost lost his temper. The family reported that Chen Yin was pursuing Yan Beihan. Chen Gu thought that this was a good thing, so he had no objection.
But Yan Nan's words obviously directly rejected it.
"I think they are quite suitable..."
Chen Gudao.
"Then what do you mean, Fifth Brother, I should also call you ancestor? Your grandson of eight thousand generations has married my own granddaughter, and you want to be the senior one?"
Yan Nan asked gloomily: "Wouldn't that mean Bi Changhong also calls you grandpa?"
Bi Changhong was stunned: What the hell does this have to do with me?
Why did I go in after going around and around?
Everyone quarreled for a while, and when the matter of Fang Che was brought up again, they still felt that the tiger had nothing to say.
"Why are you so tired every time you plan against Dongfang?"
The old devils are infinitely depressed.
I can't figure anything out.
And at this time...
Suddenly someone came to report: "Deputy Chief Master Yan, Lord Sun, he..."
"Sun Wutian?"
Yan Nan was startled and his eyes narrowed: "What's wrong with him?"
"Master Sun has been recovering from a deep sleep, but he has suddenly been bleeding continuously recently..."
All the old devils were stunned: "What's going on?"
"Go and have a look."
He hurriedly left his seat and went together.
After a while, everyone looked at each other in shock in front of the bed of Sun Wutian, who was dying and unconscious like a skeleton.
What's going on? Why is blood spurting out after everything is fine?
But can't wake up?
You look at me and I look at you. Monk Zhang Er is still confused.
…
Two teams of warriors have quietly approached the southeast and entered the rivers and lakes in silence. One team is dressed in black like ink, and the other team is dressed in white like snow.
It is the people from Netherworld Palace and the people from Qingming Palace.
Lan Xinxue was in the team, looking forward to it.
Southeast, here I come.
Brother Fang, here I come.
From the due north, there were also a few people quietly entering the southeast.
One of them is Shang Changzhen, the Lord of Heavenly Palace and Moon Evil Star.
About the same time.
Feng Yun led two people, without concealing his identity, into the seventeen southeastern continents of the Guardian Continent.
Traveling all the way to the mountains and rivers, free and easy.
And in a place about two thousand miles away from the southeast, a thin old man, dressed in an immortal style, brought a girl, who seemed to be his granddaughter, and the granddaughter also brought a wet nurse...
It also moved slowly towards the southeast.
It was a long road, and the three of them were just walking, not even riding a unicorn horse.
"That Faceless Seducer, you are fighting a little too hastily. Although your cultivation level is not as good as yours, you can kill him without any harm with your martial prowess and skills."
The old man Qing Kui said to the girl: "Why are you in such a hurry?"
"My granddaughter wants to... arrive at Baiyun Continent earlier..."
The girl lowered her head in shame, her shoulders dripping with blood.
She was injured in the battle just now, but the old man didn't take care of it, and he didn't even let the wet nurse take care of it. He just let her get injured. According to the old man's words: If you don't get hurt, you won't have a long memory!
"We fought no less than thirty times along the way; what insights do you have?" the old man asked.
"This is Jianghu, right?" the girl replied.
"Jianghu... Hehe, there's still a long way to go!"
The old man said calmly: "You haven't met your real opponent yet, that is the Guardian. The people you killed along the way were all bandits, bullies, lone thieves, flower pickers and killers; fundamentally speaking, the Guardian is much more difficult to deal with.
.”
The girl said: "Are guardians so difficult to deal with? I really want to find one to practice with."
"You have just reached the monarch level now, and you are still close to being able to deal with the guardians. Even the weakest guardians, the high-level emperor level guardians, are not something you can deal with now."
"It's not that you can't kill the opponent, or that you're not their opponent, but... if you want to kill one of them, you will definitely pay a heavy price."
"Each of those people are elites who have been through life and death thousands of times. You must always remember one sentence, guardians and defenders are different. These are people from two worlds."
Of course the girl was Yan Beihan, she frowned and said, "People from two worlds?"
Memories flashed through Duan Xiyang's eyes, and he said, "Do you think it will be faster for me to fire my gun?"
"quick!"
"But there was once a peak emperor-level warrior who blocked my gun when I fired it."
Duan Xiyang's eyes were deep, and his thoughts seemed to have returned to that night of thunder and lightning.
That night when the temple was ruined on the sacred mountain, there was thunder and lightning, and it was stormy.
And, the vision of heaven and earth caused by a spear piercing the broken soul, the flash of white light.
That year, that day, that temple, the wind and rain that ravaged the world, and the lightning that illuminated the heaven, earth, mountains and rivers.
That shot, the man who jumped up to face the gun.
The relieved smile on the man's face.
Duan Xiyang has never forgotten it in so many years, and it left a deep impression on him.