Meng Shu was sick.

She rarely gets sick, and if the demon is sick, it must be something wrong with her soul.

She was talking nonsense in bed, and Aunt Mei was also in charge of the inn business alone, although the dishes and service were still excellent, but it always made people feel a little unsatisfied. After all, Aunt Mei is also very anxious, but she doesn't know how to heal. She asked her friend to find a doctor from the demon world to see a doctor, the doctor was made of a white crane, the girl looked like she was only ten years old, and her voice was milky, and she stood on tiptoe and stepped on Zhu Chi's waist.

He hasn't closed his eyes when he has been tossed by Meng Shu for the past few days, and even his brain is groggy. When I saw the doctor coming, although I didn't believe how capable this little girl was, I would also believe in the suspicious guidance. The girl wore a floral dress of Lolita, and the thick lace resembled a camellia's wedding dress. She wore two ponytails and a furry penguin bag.

The girl was originally alive and kicking, and she ate a few strings of rock sugar gourds from the inn's autonomy along the way.

Who knew that as soon as he saw Meng Shu, his face changed rapidly. Just now I was still talking about the history of the inn, and I felt that I had seen a lot of things, and I had been cured of all diseases, so I must be fine. As a result, Meng Shu's pale face was lying on the bed, and she stroked her little hand, and she began to tremble uncontrollably.

She frowned suddenly.

Zhu Chi saw her nervous expression, and hurriedly asked, "What's wrong with her?"

The little divine doctor muttered, "She was still fine a few days ago?"

"yes, I was jumping around, and suddenly I fainted. I don't know what the situation is. Zhu Chi's face was a little haggard, because of Meng Shu's fainting, his whole body was also very uncomfortable, and his heart was thumping and congested, like a heart attack that is often said in the world.

The little divine doctor sighed and shook his head: "She is very strange in her body, I have never seen such a strange soul. It's like ...... It's like they're fighting, they're struggling?"

"What do you mean?"

"I suspect she's not in good spirits. ”

Aunt Mei was shocked: "How is it possible! I have been following Meng Shu for thousands of years, but I have never seen these things like what happened recently." She was almost never sick, and she was full of energy every day, so why did I suddenly tell her that she was completely depleted, and if it was really what you said, then why didn't she have any symptoms in the first place. ”

The little divine doctor shook his head and said with a wry smile: "The two of us have known each other for hundreds of years, and you still don't believe me?" Her soul seems to be missing, and as for not showing symptoms for so many years, I don't know. Actually, I won't tell you...... I touch this life, thin and thin ......"

"What did you say?" Zhu Chi was startled, and almost shouted loudly.

The little doctor said, "I said, it's just that her soul is not complete." There seemed to be something else secretly attracting her soul out of her body, which disturbed her restlessness. She wiped the cold sweat from Meng Shu's forehead.

Meng Shu closed his eyes tightly, as if his life was really being lost.

"Can you cure it!" Zhu Chi became anxious.

Aunt Mei nudged him gently, "Don't talk like that." ”

The little divine doctor said calmly: "You are anxious, and I understand it very well, but you also know that if you can't find your soul and find something to attract her soul, you can also fight with all your might." Think about it, who has she been in contact with lately?"

"Shuanglang, Han Mo, Weiyan...... No, there are no strange people......" Zhu Chi recalled, and covered Meng Shu with a quilt on the side. The incense lingered intermittently in the quiet air, and Meng Shu's 'Four Seasons Spring Water' flowed on the tip of Zhu Chi's nose. His heart suddenly felt sour, and the hope that he had been healed for the past few days seemed to have been disappointed.

"Ahh

Lines on the shards they had seen before appeared under her fair skin.

Her skin felt as if it was about to burst out of lava, and the mark was red on her arms and cheeks.

Meng Shu's whole body was a little distorted, his brows were furrowed, and his fingers unconsciously picked at the sheets. Blood flowed from the corners of her eyes, followed by her nose and mouth, and drops of white sheets stained red. She groaned in pain, her body burning as if it were about to be torn apart, and her internal organs left her body.

Zhu Chi hurriedly pressed her hands that wanted to harm herself, and the little divine doctor also stabilized Meng Shu's forehead at once, constantly conveying demonic energy.

However, Meng Shu's body was like a black hole, which could not be filled. The little divine doctor felt a chill down his spine, and cold sweat penetrated his clothes. She steadied her hands, constantly pumping energy, hoping to settle her manic body.

Meng Shu seems to be a bottomless pit, constantly absorbing demonic power.

Suddenly, Meng Shu spurted out a mouthful of blood with a "poof-" and splashed Zhu Chi's face scarlet.

"Ahh She rubbed the back of her head and rushed over again, but was stopped by the strong air flow beside Meng Shu.

Meng Shu opened his eyes instantly, the bottom of his eyes was scarlet, and his pupils were purple.

The entire inn was frozen in a layer of frost in an instant.

She smiled, her dark hair fluttering in the air, her teeth and claws like black snakes.

This is not Meng Shu.

It's not!

Zhu Chi couldn't see any familiar feeling in the past from her eyes.

Meng Shu's hand suddenly caught a dagger with a piercing cold light, and he was about to stab himself in the chest as if he was in a demon. Zhu Chiyan was quick, directly holding Meng Shu's wrist, and the jagged demonic power cut through Zhu Chi's skin. The mighty air flow was like a slanting flood, and the invisible tongue of fire licked Zhu Chi's arm. The power that was like destroying the withering and decaying pressed Aunt Mei and the little divine doctor to the ground and couldn't move.

"Meng Shu!" in the center of the storm, Zhu Chi shouted.

But the people below him were unmoved.

Her strength is even more terrifying than ever.

Zhu Chi's green tendons protruded from his arm to his forehead in an instant, and the blood vessels under his eyes suddenly burst open, and he stared at Meng Shu's empty and cold eyes, shouting her name.

The sky outside flickered and darkened, and the small animals disturbed by the demonic power let out one creepy scream after another.

Zhu Chi felt that his body was numb, as if his arms had been separated from his body, but he still desperately held Meng Shu's raised wrist. The flesh that had been shaved off by the demonic power was scattered on the ground, Zhu Chi's dark clothes were stained black with blood, and there was a puddle of scarlet under his feet. The unexposed skin was covered with bruises and bruises, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding from the corners of his mouth, but they were suffocated alive.

Zhu Chi was covered in scars, but he looked at Meng Shu's eyes, calm and gentle.

He let out a low roar.

Suddenly, the golden light shone brightly.