The man eventually swallowed the pill with the armpit hair in it.

After gaining the ability of Tianyan, in front of the Yisi people, he solemnly apologized to her.

Yi Siren nodded with satisfaction: "It's okay if you're okay, as long as you don't have an accident, it proves that there is no problem with my medical skills, and I will die without regrets." ”

Man: "But, because I'm obsessed......"

The tattooed brother said angrily: "Don't talk nonsense, don't rely on us for this!"

Man: "I'm just using an analogy. ”

The tattoo brother showed off his tattoos: "It's not even better than a circle!"

The man's neck shrunk, and he trembled and said, "Okay, because I am obsessed with money, you lost your life in vain, I really ......"

Yisi people: "It's okay, I don't blame you, you have your stubbornness, I also have my stubbornness, you fight to the death for you to save your business, I die for my medical ethics, in fact, there is no difference between the two." ”

The man was ashamed and said, "But I killed you." ”

Ease: "Die? no, I'm just alive in another way." In fact, you really don't have to blame yourself, life itself is not important, what matters is the meaning of his existence. ”

After speaking, he turned his head and looked at everyone: "Thank you, I have no regrets." ”

Zhang Zizai gave her a thumbs up, in today's complex and deceitful society, there can still be such a pure idealist, which has to be admired.

Listening to her words, everyone fell into deep thought.

Yes, everyone has their own side to pursue at all costs.

The third prince has the dream of uniform, and he has been defeated repeatedly, and he wants to be admitted to the police academy after repeated defeats, pursuing his so-called justice.

The foreign Taoist priest practiced hard and meditated night and night, bent on helping his master regain his share of honor.

Even Leon, knowing that he can't do it, tries to complete his mission as a killer every day from morning to night.

And what about yourself? What is your so-called stubbornness?

Seeing that everyone lowered their heads, Bai Maruko said, "The literary girl is really powerful. ”

Zhang Zizai: "?"

Bai Maruko: "Obviously she couldn't bear the pressure and committed suicide, how did she jump out of her mouth and become a person who died with her ambition?"

Zhang Zizai: "......"

When a few people sighed, Monk Daoyan'er had already sat back at the table, put his hands into the pot, and fished something to eat.

Zhang Zizai watched the wind and clouds he ate, and couldn't help but think, why don't you burn to death!

......

The man finally turned himself in, and I don't know if he felt guilty about the death of the Yisi people, or he was afraid of the events he had seen in the past two days.

Or maybe they were moved by the words of the people of Yis.

In short, he did what he felt he should do.

The female doctor also left, and after knowing that she had not healed the dead, her obsession was gone.

After she left, the small second floor returned to its former calm.

Shiramaruko still has a part-time job as her cook, Leon is still persevering in completing his "task", and the foreign Taoist priest is still busy talking about his love and practicing his skills, but when he meditates, he rarely snores anymore.

Monk Dao Yan'er came to the store to eat a few more times, and by the way, he "took" Wang two-quarters of the immortal's medicinal wine, Ao Bing's cigar, and Bai Wanzi's underwear.

It hasn't been seen since.

Shiramaruko didn't know whether to be happy or sad.

The previous incident of Ao Bing's loss of underwear made her restless, and she felt that her charm value had been insulted. Now, her panties were lost, and it turned out to be taken away by such a master, which made her even more angry.

She'd rather she wasn't attractive.

In the evening, Bai Maruko came to find Zhang Zizi.

"I'm in a bad mood, you talk to me. ”

Zhang Zizai: "What's wrong?"

Bai Maruko: "I don't know, I just feel upset and tightness in my chest for the past two days...... Why don't you tell me a few jokes to ease my chest tightness?"

Zhang Zizai: "Don't talk about it." ”

Bai Maruko: "Why are you like this! Why? I found out that I am a Heavenly Master, and I feel that I am superior, and I disdain to play with us little monsters, right?"

"It's not that I don't want to talk about it, it's mainly ......" Zhang Zizai put his hands on her shoulders and said to her seriously: "They are too young to understand." ”

......

Shiramaruko ignored him for two days.

Zhang Zizi couldn't understand the mind of this drama spirit, and he didn't have the time to understand it.

Because, his new reward is coming.

This reward is a real thing.

Under Zhang Zizi's soft grinding and hard bubbles, Lao Yao finally agreed to give him an artifact - Lao Yao's knife.

To do this, he used all of his Stygian coins, including the newly arrived reward this time.

Of course, this knife is definitely not the one on Lao Yao's body, but it is much the same.

Lao Yao said that he still had some materials left when forging this knife, and he could help Zhang Zizi to build one.

This is the second time he has helped someone forge a weapon.

The last time was for Di Renjie.

Zhang Zizai thought of the dragon mace in Di Renjie's hand, it was an invincible artifact! No matter what blade, as long as it was fought, it would immediately find out its weakness, and it would be broken.

According to Lao Yao, it was only mixed with yin iron the size of a fingernail. And the one he was going to give Zhang Zizi was made of Yin iron!

If you want to do a good job, you must first sharpen your tools.

It's worth it for this weapon.

He fantasized that he was holding this divine blade and shuttling through the crowd, and everywhere he passed was the sound of the opponent's blade breaking.

A group of ghosts, great gods and little immortals, were all impressed by their domineering, prostrate on the ground, shouting the majesty of the heavenly master.

That picture, just thinking about it, is a little exciting.

Three days later, Lao Yao came to the second floor with a slender suitcase on his back and personally presented him with a treasure knife forged by himself.

Zhang Zizai couldn't wait to open the box, and inside it was actually a more exquisite wooden box.

This old Yao, sending a knife is so grand.

Zhang Zizi smiled and opened the wooden box, which was a pure white box with gold edges.

Isn't it? This old Yao loves knives so much? A knife needs to be kept in three boxes?

So, Zhang Zizai opened one box after another again and again.

In the end, only a small box the size of a palm remained, and Lao Yao's knife was lying quietly inside.

Zhang Zizai finally saw the knife forged for himself, and he was so excited that he couldn't wait to rush to Lao Yao immediately and give him two slaps!

Boiling Bing walked over, covered with slender silver needles, like a hedgehog.

This must be another masterpiece of Lyon.

Boiling Bing picked up the box and asked, "Don't you have nail clippers? Why do you buy another one?"

Zhang Zizai rolled his eyes: "Do I like it?"

Boiling C: "Why do you need so many nail clippers?"

Zhang Zizai: "Slay the dragon!"