At this time, Nan Zizhan was still an ordinary disciple of the Jindan period, although he had some talent, but he was obviously not enough in front of the demon cultivator opposite.

In desperation, Nan Zizhan took out a spiral microphone from the bag.

The demon cultivator on the opposite side would not be stupid enough to wait for him to call all the monks over, and as soon as he raised his sword with his feet, he leaned over.

In the face of such a ferocious attack, Nan Zizhan hooked his lips and smiled, and quickly cast a spell in his hand to put away the microphone.

Standing motionless, it seemed that he was waiting for the Demon Cultivator's attack at this moment.

The newly born demon cultivator was stunned, he didn't know the difference in strength between the two, and in the face of such an abnormal situation, he immediately stopped the attack and stood in place to observe.

"If you don't make a move, then I'm going to have to make a big move." Nan Zizhan cast a defensive spell on himself with a confident smile, and he still held an artifact in his hand, and quietly clenched his other hand behind his back.

Demon Xiu felt the breath of the artifact, and he hesitated for a while.

Just for the sake of a meal, he didn't seem to have to hurt himself.

Without long hesitation, the demon cultivator disappeared in front of Nan Zizhan's eyes.

Nan Zizhan didn't dare to relax in the slightest, waited quietly for an hour, and finally ushered in the rescue of his fellow disciples.

He could finally step forward to check the woman's whereabouts.

Unfortunately, he arrived too late.

Ever since her death in the other world, her soul has been in the void.

She huddled in the darkness with her body in her arms, trembling slightly.

Her mood was unusually low, and her eyes were as empty as a puppeteer.

It is also true that what she faced in another world was not acceptable to a peaceful and beautiful young man in the 21st century.

Now Tianling is autistic, very autistic.

The numbness and pain in her hands and feet reminded her that the images of her gnawed ears and bitten fingers before dying were still clearly visible in her mind.

That panic, that feeling of helplessness, being bitten by the darkness.

How could she forget it?

"Drink it and you'll forget." At this time, the old man she had met in her dream appeared in front of her again and kindly handed her a bowl of hot soup.

Tian Poria didn't know what to say, so she mechanically took the soup from the old man's hand and began to drink it.

The warm soup gradually thawed the limbs, dissipating the numbness in the hands and feet.

After drinking for a while, Tian Poria finally breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the old man and smiled sweetly: "Thank you, old man." ”

"But shouldn't I go home? I feel like I haven't been home in a long time. Tian Poria asked the old man with a coquettish face like no one.

The old man kindly touched her head, "You have indeed been away from home for too long, I will send you home." ”

"Thank you, old man." Tian Poria cheered, and followed the old man's steps step by step with a cheerful atmosphere.

A flash of white light flashed, and the two disappeared into the void.

"Uh-huh, it hurts." As soon as Tianling woke up, she saw herself lying on her sofa, still holding a quaint mirror in her hand, and her memory gradually returned.

"Huh? I actually came back, but I didn't expect that my blind setting would really make me wear it back. It's really great. ”

Tianling, who was in a joyful mood, still had some doubts in her heart: "Which method has succeeded?" I seem to have forgotten something important. ”

He patted his head, "But it doesn't matter, I'm finally back." ”

Saying that, Tian Poria hurriedly put away the mirror in her hand, at least she couldn't take it out until the editor came back.

"Hey, I'm talking about you, why are you like this? I finally found my daughter, and you said that you would send it back, and you didn't say hello to me. Speaking of the back, the voice became weaker and weaker, and I felt that the owner of the voice was somewhat weak.

"Are you embarrassed to say that it's your daughter, do you treat your daughter like this? You don't know how strong that kid's curse is? You're letting your daughter find abuse! The other voice sounded much more mature.

Tian Poria is a little inexplicable, and there should be no mental problems after crossing by yourself.

The aggrieved voice sounded again: "Originally, with me watching, it would be fine." ”

Another voice was furious: "Running to play chess with that bastard, you called you to watch?" If I hadn't come to save the girl's soul in time and erase that part of the memory, where would you have been such a lively and strong daughter. ”

Strong? Tian Ling glanced at the sofa she had just lifted.

It is absolutely impossible to be talking about her!

"Yes, yes, it's all thanks to you, Master Mengpo, send the Buddha to the west, let me take my daughter back."

"This time, really, definitely, and definitely, I will protect my daughter. I vouch for my Godhead. ”

As soon as these words fell, Tian Poria felt that the sky was spinning in front of her, and her eyes closed and fainted.

Two phantoms appear in the room.

The old man before tied up the white hair that covered his face neatly, revealing a handsome face, and his eyes just rolled his eyes.

"This time, I'll help watch it too, that kid is not there, and the entire God Realm is in a mess."

The owner of the other voice was a little immature, but he could still see that it was somewhat similar to the heavenly poria. When the man heard this, his face turned dark, and he originally planned to let the two separate as soon as his daughter returned, and he suddenly wanted to retreat.

"Or not? The curse on that kid is really too strong, if there is a case, I will have to go to your house to get my daughter. ”

The handsome man's eyes were about to roll to the sky, "Of course you will be cursed if you use the identity of that world for her." ”

The man glanced at Tian Ling's face: "You bring her body with you, you can be completely unaffected." ”

The immature man's eyes lit up, and with a wave of his sleeve, several people disappeared into the room.

By the time Tianling woke up again, she was already lying on the delicate and simple wooden bed.

"Sister, I called the patriarch over, you will be fine." The boy outside the door shouted loudly.

The reckless boy rushed directly into the room with an old man, looking at the person sitting on the bed with a look of surprise.

"Sister, are you awake?"

Faced with this kind of recognition drama again, Tian Poria chose to lose her memory.

"Who are you?"

The young man looked shocked, "Sister, did you fall into the river and hit your head?" Why don't you recognize people yet? ”

The patriarch watched from the side, brushed his gray beard, and squinted with a smile.

Tian Ling felt that this old man was a little weird, and her eyes glanced straight over there.

"Oh yes? Maybe I really hit my head. ”

"So now can you tell me, who am I? Where am I now? Who are you? ”

The old man next to him squinted his eyes and said: "This is the Strange Medicine Valley, you are the next priest to guard the Strange Medicine Valley, and you were attacked by a wild beast some time ago and fell into the river, and you hit your head?" It doesn't matter, there are doctors in the Miracle Medicine Valley, and there is a shortage of patients like you! ”

Tian Poria felt a thrill in her heart.

Ahhhh