Yang Zhao was transferred to another location by Aoki Majin, and she didn't see anything that happened after that, only the sounds of fighting and the chaotic shouts of killing.

She was leaning against a big tree, her eyes were so sore that she couldn't open them with tears.

In a trance, she seemed to see a golden light rampaging through her eyes.

"Yang Zhao, what's wrong with your eyes?" Aoki's voice came to her ears.

Yang Zhao endured the pain: "Just now, a female cultivator who is good at illusion blew herself up above my head, and my eyes were like drilling into a moving steel needle, and I couldn't open my eyes with soreness and pain. ”

"It's a bit troublesome to hear you say that, I don't know how to heal, I can't treat you."

A breeze blew, and Yang Zhao felt that there was one more person beside him.

"In this way, you can sit down and exercise your spiritual power first, and see if your eyes will be more comfortable, I am really here for you to guard."

"Then it's going to trouble Aoki-senpai."

Yang Zhao sat down cross-legged, took out a vein-refining pill from his arms and stuffed it into his mouth, and calmly carried the Sanqing Zhengyang Sutra.

The flames were burning in the meridians, and they had lost the nourishment of their spiritual power, and this cultivation was more painful than at other times, and the soreness in their eyes was a little unbearable in comparison.

The noisy sounds of the outside world gradually faded away, and only the fire remained in Yang Zhao's world.

When the work was finished, there was silence all around, except for the sound of the wind blowing through the grass and trees, and there was not even the slightest sound of insects chirping for the rest.

At this time, Yang Zhao couldn't sit still, she collapsed on the ground and gasped for breath, letting the dirt stain her sweaty face.

At this moment, she felt the greasy feeling all over her body clear, and the slimy things on her body disappeared in an instant.

"Who gave you the pill, the medicinal power is so domineering."

It was the voice of Mato Aoki, and there was dissatisfaction in it.

"Isn't that nonsense? You, a little monk in the foundation building period, endured the pain and cultivated, and you weren't afraid that your luck would go mad? ”

Yang Zhao tried to open his eyes, but his eyes were still golden.

"The younger generation is used to it, I am a monk of the outer Tao, how can I do it without enduring some hardship."

"Who taught you this, did you have such a teacher?"

Aoki's words were mixed with anger, but his movements were gentle.

With a wave of his hand, a layer of thin and fluffy grass grew on the ground beneath Yang Zhao's body, and these grasses lifted her up with their own immature bodies, preventing Yang Zhao from lying on the hard ground.

Then he summoned a water balloon, took out a pinch of tea leaves from his arms, threw it into the water balloon and slowly heated it, and a faint fragrance rose from the water balloon.

The tea leaves spread out in the water balloon, and the water balloon gradually became golden, and Aoki Majin stopped heating it, cooling the water balloon slightly, and finally, controlled the water balloon to fly to Yang Zhao's mouth.

"Take a sip."

Yang Zhao took a sip of warm tea while smelling the fragrance, and the faint warm current slid down the esophagus into his stomach, injecting new vitality into his tired and dehydrated body.

This water balloon is not big, it can be drunk in a few sips, Yang Zhao didn't even let go of the tea leaves in it, chew it, chew it, and swallow it.

Subsequently, she was stuffed with a few small scented insects in her mouth.

Yang Zhao didn't refuse to eat it, and Aoki Zhenren saw that she still had the heart to eat and drink, and she was also relieved.

"Alas, you can't act recklessly on the path of cultivation, you're like walking a tightrope, if you can't control the slightest distraction when cultivating, you will fall to pieces, why are you in such a hurry at such a young age?"

Waiting for the pain in his body to gradually dissipate and the soreness in his eyes gradually revealed, Yang Zhao sat up supportively, turning his head in the direction of the voice.

"Thank you Aoki seniors for taking care of you, juniors are grateful."

"Well, you think I'm nagging, aren't you? You young people, don't like to listen to us old people. ”

Aoki Zhenren observed Yang Zhao's demeanor, and looking at her eyes, he knew that her eyes were not good.

"I won't talk much about you about cultivation, do your eyes still hurt now?"

Yang Zhao nodded: "It hurts, and I can't see things clearly, and there is golden light flashing in front of me." ”

And this golden light is more and more familiar to her, and she always feels like incense, but it is different from incense.

Of course, it's not good for her to talk to Aoki about this matter.

"Then let's go, I asked Shunyuan Mansion Jun to find a doctor and wait in the nearby city."

A force gently lifted Yang Zhao, and the breeze blew on the two of them to the top of a mountain.

There was a flying boat parked here, and Aoki Majin took Yang Zhao in, and a young man saw the two of them greet them.

"Teacher, you're here, please come here, we have left a separate cabin for you."

"Well, did I ask the doctor to ask for it?"

"Okay, the doctor you asked is already waiting in the City Lord's Mansion, and as soon as the people arrive, treat her immediately."

"Okay, let's go!"

The flying boat starts, flies lightly into the air, and disappears.

When he arrived at the place, Aoki Majin got off the flying boat with Yang Zhao, who was inconvenient, and a noise poured into his eardrums, and his nose was full of a faint smell of fireworks.

This should be the time when everyone is eating, and it seems that it is already evening.

Perhaps because she couldn't see with her eyes, her sense of smell and hearing was now more acute.

As soon as they got off the boat, they were greeted by a woman in armor.

"Aoki-senpai is really hard, the city lord is still leading the army to hunt down the fugitives, and there is no way to greet the seniors in person, it's really lazy. If there is anything in the castle lord's mansion that is not well treated, please tell me directly. ”

Aoki's demeanor was soft: "The castle is hosting official business, and there is no place for slacking off, I don't know if the doctor is here." ”

"I'm waiting in the guest room."

At this time, the student on the boat said goodbye to Aoki Masa.

"Teacher, I still have official business, so I won't accompany you."

Aoki Majin waved his hand indifferently, "You go, you go, pay attention to safety, follow orders." ”

"Whoa!"

A small buzz sounded, and with the sound of the wind, the flying boat disappeared.

The woman in the armor politely asked Aoki Makoto.

"Senior, I'll take you to the guest room."

Yang Zhao couldn't see it along the way, and when she entered the house, she was keenly aware that there were still a few people in the house.

Aoki Majin greeted the people in the room, and then placed Yang Zhao in his seat.

"This junior in my family was injured in the eye when he was chasing the suspect, and he asked Dr. Sun to treat him."

"You're welcome."

This voice sounds quite young, but the cultivation realm does not determine age by appearance, and it is impossible to determine age by voice.

The Doctor Sun walked up to Yang Zhao, stretched out his hand to open Yang Zhao's eyelids and examined them carefully, and began to ask Yang Zhao what his eyes were like.

(End of chapter)