Yan'er looked at the bloodshot and pale face in Aunt Zhang's eyes, and tears welled up in her eyes all of a sudden: "Aunt Zhang, what's wrong with you." ”

"It's okay, let's go to kindergarten. ”

Zhang Qingyu touched Yan'er's head, took her into his arms, untied her crooked braids, and tied them carefully, and then said to Yan'er: "Listen to Aunt Zhang, otherwise Dad won't like you." ”

"Yan'er, let's go. ”

Ning Cheng picked up Yan'er, took the door, and walked out.

He has decided to kill Zhang Jian, and this matter is a foregone conclusion.

Even if Zhang Qingyu kneels here for a year, he will not let Zhang Jian go!

"I don't go to kindergarten, I want to accompany Aunt Zhang, Aunt Zhang is so pitiful, Dad returned Aunt Zhang to me, I don't go to school, woo woo ......"

Yan'er magnified her move, two lines of tears crossed her face, and she cried.

Ning Chengcheng couldn't resist it, and hurriedly said, "Send Yan'er to school, and Dad will come back to help Aunt Zhang, okay?"

"Daddy promises you, we'll pull the hook. ”

Hearing Ning Cheng promise her, Yan'er stopped crying, and didn't even wipe the tears on her face, so she urged: "Dad, hurry up!"

Watching Yan'er fly into the kindergarten, Ning Cheng sighed helplessly.

The person that the Blood Demon Emperor decided to kill, no one has ever been able to escape, and now he actually wants to save it himself?

Ning Cheng smiled bitterly: "It's good to destroy the fairy world, otherwise, it will definitely become their laughing stock." ”

"Forget it, let's make an exception this time, otherwise my daughter will be sad. I'll leave you alone this time. ”

When any aura is used, it will bear the user's logo until it is depleted, or it is used by other cultivators.

After closing his eyes and feeling it carefully, Ning Cheng rushed towards Shuguang Hospital.

Turning up to the fourth floor and performing a secret technique, the nurses let him walk into the intensive care ward as if they didn't see Ning Cheng.

Pushing open the door, Ning Cheng saw Zhang Jian, who was lying on his side on the hospital bed at the moment, curled up, and the hand holding the quilt was exaggerated on the surface of the skin because of excessive force.

An old man in a white lab coat stood beside the hospital bed, looked at Zhang Jian's symptoms, and sighed helplessly: "Which school of methods is this? I have tried dozens of methods, but I still can't suppress the aura." ”

A nurse took the opportunity to step forward and said, "Doctor Zhou, you should take a rest first, you haven't closed your eyes for a whole day and a night, you should pay attention to rest." ”

"Rest?"

Doctor Zhou snorted coldly: "If I rest, who will suppress his aura?" If I go to rest, he will definitely die, and in this way, I will miss a rare and precious case!"

The nurse was speechless for a while, so she could only stand aside and wait for Dr. Zhang's dispatch.

"If Yan'er hadn't been there at the time, I would have killed a lot of people, where are there so many things. Ning Cheng sighed helplessly and walked into the ward.

Doctor Zhou heard the footsteps, looked back at Ning Cheng, and glared at the nurse: "Didn't I say that during my treatment of Zhang Jian, no one was allowed to come in and disturb me." ”

"You can't save him. ”

Ning Cheng said lightly.

The Blood Demon Emperor's methods are far from being able to deal with these mortals, Zhang Jian may die at any time, and he can't let this old man mess around at this time.

"Hmph, I've been studying pathology for several years, and I have some experience with the injuries caused by this aura, why should you judge that I can't save him?"

Dr. Chow has a bad complexion, and the topics he has studied for many years cannot be denied by others.

"Get out of the way, I'll come. ”

Ning Cheng didn't have the heart to explain, and his face was gloomy.

The events of the past two days have made him very unhappy, as a Blood Demon Emperor, after returning to the human world, he has repeatedly let go of these ants who offended him?

Although it was because of Yan'er, the habit that had lasted for nine hundred years had suddenly changed, and he was a little uncomfortable.

"Security......!

Seeing that Ning Cheng had no intention of stopping, the nurse couldn't help but call.

This stunned young man actually dares to go against Dr. Zhou?

It's a hospital.

These bastards can't afford to offend at will!

Ning Cheng suddenly released all his divine thoughts!

The nurse only felt that the world in front of her suddenly added blood, and the fear that welled up from the bottom of her heart instantly overwhelmed her, and she fell to her knees, trembling.

Dr. Zhou was also overwhelmed by this momentum, and lay on the edge of the bed, opening his mouth wide and trying his best to breathe in the air.

Ning Cheng sneered disdainfully.

"Mole ants are ants, and they can never compare to cultivators. ”

In a duel at the cultivation level, before the battle, the most important thing to adapt to is the huge pressure brought by divine thoughts. What is common to Ning Cheng is an insurmountable obstacle for these ordinary people.

With such an opponent, Ning Cheng wouldn't want to take a second look at it at all. walked straight to Zhang Jian's bedside and raised his hand to press on his chest.

"Broken!"

Relying on Shen Nian's absolute control over the aura, the aura in his body was crushed in an instant.

The fundamental reason why cultivators, monks, cultivators, and cultivators are called mortals on the path of cultivation is that they lack divine thoughts and cannot completely control spiritual power, but starting from cultivating Zun, they have divine thoughts and have complete control over spiritual energy, so their strength is much higher than that of cultivators.

The pain in his body disappeared, and before Zhang Jian could breathe, the suffocating feeling of oppression hit again.

However, he held back the fear in his heart and peeked at the source of the oppression.

When he saw that it was Ning Cheng, he crawled and hid by the wall, and his body couldn't help but tremble.

"You...... What are you going to do?"

Seeing that Zhang Jian was still able to move and was not suppressed on the ground by his divine thoughts, Ning Cheng slowly spoke: "Remember, your life is not yours, you can go to my door to see what your mother has done for you." The day before yesterday, I don't want it to happen a second time. ”

"Mom?"

Zhang Jian suddenly bounced up from the corner of the wall and glared at Ning Cheng viciously: "What did you do to my mother!"

"Wouldn't it be better for you to see for yourself?"

Ning Cheng chuckled, collected his thoughts, and got out of the way.

Zhang Jiantou rushed out without looking back.

"Who's in there!Doctor Zhou is okay!" The two young men rushed into the ward one after another, looking at Ning Cheng vigilantly.

"Oh, cultivator?" a light flashed in Ning Cheng's eyes.

The gurus that the fat man often nagged about were not all liars.

Since there are already demons in this world, cultivators will not be an exception.

And Ning Cheng was eager to understand what state the cultivators of this world were in and how far they had cultivated.

"In Xia Wang Jun, this is my brother Wang Le, may I ask what this big brother is called?"

Perhaps seeing that Dr. Zhou was safe and sound, Wang Jun suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly handed Ning Cheng a cigarette.

Taking the cigarette, Ning Cheng put it in his mouth: "You are cultivators, it just so happens that I want to ask you something too, let's talk about it in another place." ”

Wang Jun was a little unhappy in his heart, he just came up to say a few polite words, why did he suddenly become the target of interrogation?

His originally polite smiling face was instantly pulled down.

"Get out of the way, I'll come. Wang Le held down Wang Jun, who was about to move, and walked in front of Ning Cheng.

When he thought of the previous changes in this room, Wang Le's heart palpitated.

Doctor Zhou and this nurse were both ordinary people, and the person who ran out earlier was not a cultivator, so it seemed that the terrifying aura could only be the handiwork of the young man in front of him.

"We came to ask Dr. Zhou to treat Grandpa's illness, it's really inconvenient to delay for too long, can we talk here?" Wang Le said respectfully to Ning Cheng.

Ning Cheng took a puff of his cigarette: "What cultivator factions are there in this world, who are their strongest people, and what kind of cultivation." ”

Wang Le replied truthfully.

Half an hour later, Ning Cheng left with a leisurely step, while Wang Jun blew up in the ward.