readx;??? Zhong Qing and Meng Yao stood quietly in front of the bed in the intensive care unit, looking at the large and small tubes connected to Wu Di's body, and looking at the heartbeat and breathing on the monitoring instrument next to them......

Dean Lin knew that everyone was concerned about Wu Di's situation, so he specially approved two people to come in and have a look, several old people didn't want to go, Zhong Qi was very anxious, but Zhong Lao sent Meng Yao in with a word, looking at the appearance of this little girl, most of them were Wu Di's girlfriend. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Wu Di had cardiac arrest just now, and after Dean Lin checked it, he installed a pacemaker, and now his heart rate is a little low, but it is basically normal. Coma after surgery is a normal phenomenon, because the effect of general anesthesia will take about 24 hours to preliminarily pass, but Wu Di's situation is special, and the injury is too dangerous, and this eye is likely to be the last one......

Meng Yao stared at Wu Di's pale face, if, if there could be if, she hoped that it would be her who was lying here. Tears quickly blurred her eyes, a cold little hand gently held her trembling hand, her eyes were red, she shook her head gently, and said:

"Don't cry, he can see it, we have to be happy before he wants to come back......"

In the blurred teary eyes, Meng Yao suddenly saw that Wu Di's lips on the hospital bed seemed to move, and then he looked at it, but there was no movement, was there a hallucination? No, it's moving again, he's awake and wants to speak!

She shook off her beloved little hand, half-knelt in front of the bed, put her ear to Wu Di's lips, and whispered:

"Say it, we're all listening, you have to come back, Adi, I like you, I really like you......"

The skull's hollow eyes seemed to be flickering with blue ghost fire, and there were bursts of strange laughter from the big mouth of the toothless tongue, as if there was a powerful suction force to suck Wu Di in its entirety. Wu Di looked at it coldly, clenched the thing that appeared in his hand at some point, resisted the gradually increasing suction, and said with difficulty:

"Heavenly Master Magic Sword ......"

Meng Yao felt a tingling pain in her little hand, and when she turned her head, she found that Wu Di's hand had been holding her hand tightly for some time! She screamed in surprise, Zhong Qing also saw it, and tears suddenly flowed uncontrollably, survived, just survived!

"Angel sword? What is an angel sword? Sister, he seems to be talking, saying what angels, and sending swords......"

Zhong Qing came up and listened to it, but he didn't hear anything, hesitated for a moment and said:

"You're watching here, I'll go out and ask."

In the conference room, several old people all had gloomy faces, especially Zhong Lao, whose wheezing voice was very rough, like a wounded beast. Just now, Jing Fang found a girl who was behind Wu Di at the time and figured out the reason for the crime. Wu Di seemed to know the big man who shot and wanted to take him to explain something, what should that big man be called Fan Daming......

Fan Daming! Zhong Lao gasped for a while, and slapped his palm on the table in the conference room, shaking his notebook to jump.

"First a grandson, now a son! You deceive people so much! Brother Chang, Lao Tzu is going to war, don't stop me this time! ”

Chang Lao rubbed his forehead and persuaded:

"Old Zhong, I think this time it was an accident, you wait first, and I'll communicate with the upper side later."

Ou Lao shook his head and said:

"There's no need to communicate, let's do it, let's talk about it first. We let it go again and again, but what we waited for was this result, and there was no reaction, and they dared to take the old man's life another day! ”

Zhong Qing hurriedly ran in and asked:

"Who of you knows what an angel's sword is? Meng Yao said that Xiao Wu spoke, and this is what he said! ”

Zhong Lao stood up suddenly,

"He's awake?"

"No, but it seems to be conscious......"

Chang Lao suddenly stood up and shouted:

"Robot cat, you kid get in here! Do you know where the black, one-foot-long peachwood sword that Xiao Wu brought back from Milan is? Get it right away! ”

"Peachwood sword? I think I've seen it, and it should be in the treasure room......"

"Hurry up, send it over as fast as possible, make a helicopter to deliver plasma, hurry!"

Ou Lao and the others watched Zhong Lao drive the robot cat out and asked:

"Brother Chang, what kind of angel sword have you seen here? So Xiao Wu is really awake? But you can't see anything on this monitor? ”

"It's not an angel's sword, it's a Heavenly Master magic sword, Xiao Wu brought it back from Milan, and it was said to be the portable magic sword of the first generation of Heavenly Master Zhang Daoling, and we made fun of him. Weird, what is this kid thinking about this thing for? ”

He remembered that when he unveiled the "Flower of Death" at that time, there seemed to be a flash of blue light on the black little sword, but Yang Lao, who was beside him at the time, said that he didn't see anything. After such a long time, this matter has long been left behind by him, and now Xiao Wu actually wants this sword when he is dying, does he know the secret inside? Is there really any magical name for this sword?

The camera in the intensive care unit was aimed at Wu Di's right hand that was holding Meng Yao's little hand, and Zhong Lao and the others nodded, it seems that this kid can't die, and he is injured like this, and he still grasps the girl very tightly.

Wu Di was at the most dangerous juncture at the moment, the suction of the skull's big mouth was getting stronger and stronger, and a black, incomparably profound passage seemed to appear there. Slowly, from the depths of the passage, an invisible force seemed to form a small tornado, sweeping towards his body.

The robot cat jumped without waiting for the helicopter to land, and then rushed into the conference room without stopping for a moment, shouting from afar:

"Found ......"

Zhong Qing greeted him, took the magic sword and ran into the intensive care unit, the nurse stopped her to re-disinfect, she handed the magic sword over, and said hurriedly:

"Leave me alone, send it over immediately, quickly!"

Meng Yao put the Heavenly Master Sword into Wu Di's empty hand, watching him clench the sword one by one, he couldn't help but cry with joy, he was conscious, he was fine! Then his face turned red, he was conscious, he heard what she said just now, oh my God, what should I do? What to do? For a while, I was so confused that I thought about it......

When Wu Di was about to be sucked away, he felt a familiar aura, and hurriedly mobilized the strength of his whole body, reaching out to hold the hilt of the Heavenly Master Sword. In an instant, a blue light lit up in the dark world, the suction disappeared suddenly, and the skull screamed, and a puff of green smoke suddenly appeared from the seven orifices, and it was thrown into the distance at a rapid speed.

I don't know how long it took, a voice that couldn't be said to be old or young sounded in Wu Di's ears,

"Huh? What is this place? How could Lao Tzu's stuff be here? Hehe, there is actually a little guy who is about to go to see Hades. ”

The dark space has turned into an ocean blue, but Wu Di is not in the mood to appreciate it, just now he has exhausted all the strength of his body, and at this moment he is feeling chills all over his body, as if there is a pair of invisible big hands, which are extracting heat from his body, and occasionally taking away a trace of strength. His consciousness is getting blurred, is it over? Is that the end there? That's what death looks like.

A long-bearded middle-aged man wearing a Taoist robe appeared out of thin air in this sea-blue space, and with a wave of his hand, the space shone brightly, and a vast world appeared, and Wu Di, who was tightly closed, suddenly felt full of strength and stood up suddenly.

"Who are you?"

Wu Di looked at the middle-aged man in front of him, his tone was full of excitement, sure enough, people have souls when they die, I don't know if he will go to heaven or hell, but looking at the appearance of this messenger, it seems that it is not anywhere.

The man laughed silently, this unfortunate little fellow deserved to suffer this fate. It is really embarrassing to have two treasures of this great immortal, and to be made like this!

"Boy, what are you thinking? With this great immortal master here, you can't die even if you want to! ”

Immortal Master? Wu Di suddenly understood and shouted:

"Damn, you are Zhang Tianshi Zhang Daoling!"

Zhang Daoling was stunned for a moment, and there was nothing strange about guessing who I was, but what does this "I rely on" mean? Immediately, his mind turned, and the development and changes of thousands of years in the world came into view, this "I rely on" seems to be a not very good word!

As soon as he stared, Wu Di was knocked to the ground by a strong force, Zhang Daoling Shi Ran sat down on a chair that appeared out of thin air, and said with a smile:

"It's so rude, just lie on the ground and talk back."

Wu Di struggled a few times, but did not break free, gasped helplessly, and asked:

"Immortal Master, where are you from? Where are you going? ”

"Hehe, do you still care about me? It seems that the injury is not serious enough, do you need me to help you again? ”

Wu Di hurriedly shook his head,

"Didn't you just say that? With you, I can't die if I want to, and now that I'm full of strength, I guess the gunshot wound has been healed by you, right? Hey, thanks. ”

"This Heavenly Master Sword was originally deliberately left by me back then, used to attract people who are destined, but I didn't expect that only two thousand years have passed, and this world has been eroded to this point, and it is no longer suitable for cultivating immortals. Since I sensed its grievances this time, let's take it away by the way. ”

Immediately, with a gesture of reaching out, a small sword with blue light flashed happily hovering around his fingertips. Zhang Daoling smiled, reached into the distance, and an illusory shadow was caught in the palm of his hand.

"Hehe, you guy, you only had a wisp of true spirit left in the fight back then and fled to the barbarian land, I didn't expect to dare to come back and harm people, but this time I can't spare you!"

The illusory shadow kept struggling in his hands, changing into various shapes, but he could not escape, and he couldn't help but scream. Wu Di was stunned, is this the skull? What does it look like in prototype? Bai Gu Jing? So Sun Wukong also has it? The second senior brother may really be the reincarnation of Zhu Bajie......

Zhang Daoling slapped his hand on his body, and the resentful spirit was put away by him, and said with a smile:

"Come on, little one, let me take a good look, there seems to be something very strange about you!"

Wu Di was taken aback, this is the book of heaven? If he took it away with a casual move, wouldn't it be a big loss?

"What's the thought? I left the book that day, so how could I take it away? (To be continued.) )