Chapter Thirty-Eight: Healing Injuries and Healing Injuries, Don't Look Around

When he opened his eyes, he looked at Tianxian as strangely as if he saw an old witch. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"Hmph." The eldest sister snorted coldly and blocked the breach in Tianxian's chest with her hand.

With this action, she put down her pistol.

"Please respect yourself, Mr. Zhao." She said coldly.

Zhao Jiayan pursed his lips and continued to close his eyes.

The eldest sister's face turned red, and she pointed at Zhao Jiayan with a trembling finger and was speechless.

"The absorption rate is different, why is there such a difference?" Zhao Jiayan continued to think about his own business.

At this time, Zhao Jiayan noticed that Tianxian's body was different from his own.

He couldn't tell the difference, but he felt that his body was in front of Tianxian's body, which was the difference between tiles and white jade, one heaven and one earth.

It made him forget everything, it was like a door to the heavenly realm, and as long as he opened this door, he could enter the realm he longed for all the way.

"What's the difference?" "There are no more internal organs than me, and the strength of the body is not stronger than mine, why can she become a white jade, and I will die as a tile?"

I can't figure it out. The more he couldn't figure it out, the more he had to think about it, and the feeling that he was always a little bit worse was getting through, tormenting him to lose his former calm.

Man bows his head and says nothing. Completely ignore the outside world.

"Mr. Zhao, do you want to eat something more?"

Li Mei, who was very light and careful, woke up Zhao Jiayan with a voice that woke up, and the vitality on her body reached its lowest point again, "Ah, okay, bring me another piece of leg meat." ā€

The eldest sister put down her hand and thanked Li Mei from the bottom of her heart, "This little plum always comes in time, and she can cultivate it well in the future." This is the ...... Mr. Zhao. ā€]

When she thought of Zhao Jiayan, she was immediately in a bad mood. No one had ever embarrassed her so much, and there was no way to fight back.

Nibbling on the dog leg meat brought by Li Mei, Zhao Jiayan continued to think about where his body was wrong?

Thinking about it left and right, he couldn't help but whisper, "Where am I worse than Tianxian?" ā€

"I know." The eldest sister's voice sounded, and Zhao Jiayan looked up in surprise and asked, "The eldest sister knows, then please tell me, where am I worse than Tianxian?" ā€

The eldest sister's smile was contemptuous, Zhao Jiayan didn't care, "If the eldest sister knows, please say." ā€

"Hey, hey." The eldest sister Tu Shiyue looked down at Zhao Jiayan and said, "Her current is the result of thousands of selections and careful cultivation." You're just a wild boy with a bit of luck. ā€

"That's the only difference between us?" Zhao Jiayan said in surprise, "It's just a difference in origin, I mean what is the difference in body, do you know this?" ā€

The eldest sister laughed, and at this time she felt sad for Zhao Jiayan, "Mr. Zhao, the difference between your Tianxian in the body, if I want me to say, is the difference between pure crystal and dirty muddy water, one day and one place, there is simply no comparison." ā€

"Cut, you just say I'm covered in mud." Zhao Jiayan said disappointedly.

"You men are dirt-riddled bastards, bastards ......."

The eldest sister gritted her teeth and said, her whole body kept shaking, but she no longer used her fingers to Zhao Jiayan.

She still has a shred of sanity, and she can't do anything that humiliates herself.

And Tianxian's chest was getting bigger and bigger, obviously Mr. Zhao was treating him with some kind of miraculous method that she couldn't understand. Although this method of inserting the chest is a bit unbelievable, and it is personalized enough, Tianxian is getting better and better after all, isn't it?

Zhao Jiayan waved his hand and complained in his heart, "This can't be abandoned by a man, why do you hate men so much?" It's a pity that she just said I was dirty, and still didn't say the difference between us. ā€

However, Zhao Jiayan felt that the eldest sister had already reached the point.

"Little Meizi, you repeat what the eldest sister just said. Oh, it's the last sentence that laughed at me, hating the man in front of it. ā€

He found Li Mei, and intuitively felt that Li Mei was much easier to talk than this eldest sister.

"The eldest sister said, Tianxian is as pure as crystal, and you are as pure as ......." Li Mei only said half of it, and then she couldn't go on.

"You're the mud." The eldest sister would not give up this opportunity to hit Zhao Jiayan, and raised her head to say what Li Mei didn't say.

Looking at the eldest sister's smug look, Zhao Jiayan straightened her neck and said unconvinced.

"She's crystal pure, then I'm diamond-like."

"It's just a metaphor, and it doesn't really mean that her body became a crystal." Li Mei put out the fire and pulled the field.

Why can't these two be good? It was so embarrassing that she was going to die of exhaustion.

"Her body has become crystal, it's not a monster, it's still ......."

Zhao Jiayan said this half-breathingly, and there was a bang in his head, and all his words were blown away.

"Crystal, sludge? Damn, it seems like that's the case. ā€

Zhao Jiayan hurriedly looked at his body, and then compared it with Tianxian's body.

"Although Tianxian's body color is dark, there is no variegation in all colors, and it is as pure as the light of a gemstone. And herself, although every color is brighter than hers, but every color is not pure, just like muscles, red and red are not right, red and black, really like muscles soaked in sewage. This is the difference between our bodies, and this is the secret of immortal cultivators, pure bodies? ā€

"Figured it out, haha...... Zhao Jiayan laughed like crazy, not to mention the joy in his heart, hugged the eldest sister in a motion, and kissed the eldest sister on the face

In the dull eyes of the eldest sister and Li Mei, he turned around and kissed Li Mei again, and laughed again.

"You bastard."

Zhao Jiayan was in an inexplicable state, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw a hand pulling the wind and fanning it in his face.

The hand was naturally raised, and the remaining dog bones were randomly gnawed to block the attacking hand.

The block was blocked, and the muzzle of a pistol was ready to be aimed at his eyebrows.

At this time, the gun had just been replaced with a magazine, and it was full of twenty rounds. As long as he shoots, no matter how good Zhao Jiayan is, he will only be dead.

This angered Zhao Jiayan, and his hand suddenly pulled out the pattern knife, and cut to the wrist holding the gun along the trajectory of the Xun pattern.

The last came first, and before the eldest sister was about to pull the trigger, the drawing knife was already pressed on her wrist.

The chill emitted by the drawing knife woke up the angry eldest sister, and the intuition she had cultivated over the years of life and death told her that she had no chance to shoot. That knife will definitely cut off his wrist the moment he pulls the trigger, and then stab it into his eyebrows.

Angry in her heart, the coldness in her hands and the tingling pain in her eyebrows fiercely dispersed her anger, and there was only helplessness in her heart.

The knife and the gun intersected, and the atmosphere between the two suddenly became extremely cold.

Zhao Jiayan could have pierced the center of his eyebrows after Tu Shiyue's wrist was broken, and he also had this idea in his heart.

"If you want your own life, of course, you have to take her life first before you talk about anything else, so that it doesn't matter what identity and status she has."

The drawing knife was about to continue walking, Zhao Jiayan frowned, and his hand stopped.

Tianxian woke up at this time, her two hands held the wrists of the two of them respectively, and she said calmly, "For my sake, the two of you should stop it." ā€