When Xiao Zhongliang raised his eyes and spoke, his expression was very similar to Xiao Boran, but the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were more ruthless.

"Yes, yes, the immortals are angry, and the villain will deal with them." In that way, it was clear that these two people wanted to come out and take responsibility. In fact, it doesn't matter who it is, only someone can carry the pot sometimes.

The two of them were so frightened that they kept kowtowing, they couldn't open their mouths, they didn't dare to speak, but the instinct to survive kept making them repeat the action of kowtowing, praying that the immortals could give that little mercy.

But the gods are ruthless, how can the lives of these two people set off half a wave.

"Let's cook right here." Xiao Zhongliang turned the black wrench between his fingers, and he didn't lift his eyes.

"Yes." As he spoke, the man wanted to raise his hand and cast a spell.

The two men kneeling on the ground trembled silently, looking at the reflection of the man's raised hand on the black flower juice beside him. Just as they were about to close their eyes and welcome death, the imaginary pain did not come.

The man in the reflection froze there with his hands raised, motionless.

He didn't dare to move, because the moment he raised his hand, he suddenly felt a chill on his neck. The black flower juice crept up his shadow at some point, like a cold snake, crawling on his back and wrapping around his neck. But it seems to have relented, and there is no next step.

"Up, Immortal." The corners of his mouth twitched.

"It's really something to cook." Xiao Zhongliang suddenly raised his eyes, and his eyes were as sharp as an eagle soaring for nine days when he saw his prey swooping in.

I saw that his wrist was slightly flipped, and the black flower juice immediately soaked from his neck into the man's body.

For a moment, the man's skin turned black, as if it had instantly blackened into the bone marrow.

He wanted to struggle, to rub the juice off. But he couldn't control his body, he could only watch his body being soaked a little bit.

He didn't feel the pain, but he felt a sense of transcendent relief that welled up from the bottom of his heart.

It was his spiritual consciousness that was being dispersed and absorbed little by little by the ebony flower juice.

He forgot to beg for mercy, his eyes were glazed, and the corners of his mouth rose into a strange smile. Just when he was completely black from head to toe, there was a sudden bang, and the whole person turned into small points of light, all of which disappeared into the black and shiny black and shiny black flower juice.

The whole process was only a sentence of time, and the two kneeling on the ground seemed to be stupid and motionless.

Xiao Zhongliang pointed to the brother who didn't talk much, and said, "You." ”

He was so frightened that he kowtowed like garlic, "Shangxian, I really haven't seen anyone coming." But one person does things and one person is responsible, I should be responsible for this yard, please let my brother go. ”

"In the future, Qingshui Guan, you will be responsible."

The two looked up, surprised. Is this a narrow escape? And was he promoted?

"We don't need this kind of shirking of responsibility all night."

"Yes, the villain will live up to the immortals. Just here? ”

"You said no one came, just people you couldn't see." With that, he disappeared.

In this view, others can't use the immortal law, but he can.

He searched the entire Qingshui Temple with immortal techniques, and finally found a place where the immortal Ze was vigorous.

"Long time no see. Dear brother. He stood sideways a few feet in front of Xiao Boran.

Xiao Boran has been regretting it since he was a young man. It must have been a long time since he had been with Le Wuwu recently, and he began to look more and more like her even when he was looking for his way.

Seeing Xiao Zhongliang at this time, he stopped and said coldly: "You can't beat me." ”

"Brother, what you said made my brother sad. I haven't seen him for a few days, and my brother misses my brother very much. ”

"I don't need you to miss me."

"I don't want to be a younger brother. But we all have the same face. As he spoke, he looked up and lifted the veil around his neck, revealing five clearly visible finger prints. The color of the mark had been around for some time, but it was still a deep purple. It can be seen how hard the perpetrators were at that time. "No, as soon as my brother left, Lord Shenzun rewarded my brother with such a big gift."

"Hmph, aren't you just working for him? Why, he still wants to kill you? Then your life is really worthless. ”

"How could the Divine Venerable want to kill me? He's trying to kill you! Xiao Zhongliang smiled, it seemed that it was just the two brothers talking about what to eat today.

"He wanted to kill me, but he sent you?" The tone was very disdainful. Also, how can a person who has never even been on the battlefield and always hides behind him and enjoys his success, can he get the slightest attention?

"I can't beat it, but I didn't say I'm going to fight now. Why don't we talk? ”

"Talk? What do I have to talk to you about! ”

"Tell me how you crossed the barrier to get here? Where's the lady? ”

"I don't have that skill." After saying that, he jumped a few times, dodged past Xiao Zhongliang, and disappeared.

It was clearly a procrastination ploy, and what he lacked most now was time. Whether it is his own skills or the place where he is happy and carefree, he can't be scrutinized.

But Xiao Zhongliang didn't chase after him, just smiled slightly, and said to himself: "They should have found it." ”

Xiao Boran almost didn't stop and immediately rushed back to the small pharmacy.

As soon as I entered the hospital, I smelled a smell of blood.

He secretly said that it was not good, and he flashed into the house without hiding his identity.

There was no trace of the Joy Worry that had been lying on the bed. And beside the bed was the young man, leaning there. The chest rises and falls, and there is no air intake. His chest was red, apparently because he wanted to pounce and save Le, and he was shot.

"Little brother, little brother." Xiao Boran hurriedly raised his hand to cast a spell to alleviate his pain a little. "How are you? What happened? ”

"Help, go save her." He said word by word, and with each word, red blood gushed out of his mouth.

"She was taken away? The people of Shimizu Temple? ”

He nodded, and said a complete sentence with all his might: "She, she's taken the medicine." I, I know, you, are not mortal. ”

"You know, why don't you save her so desperately?"

"Before, I didn't know. I, my father said, healer, parental heart. She, she's my patient. As he spoke, he tried to pull a smile from the corner of his mouth, but unexpectedly the blood flowed even more fiercely, "Quick, go and save her." He nudged Xiao Boran with his hand.

"What's your name?"

"Flowers, flowers, rivers."

"Okay, Huawuhe. I remember you. In this life, we both owe you our lives. If we can escape, you will be rewarded in the next life. ”

With that, he adjusted his position to a more comfortable position and disappeared.

"Fruit, it's really a fairy." Huawuhe muttered.

His eyes were getting more and more flowery, and he was already unconscious.

It's just that.

He glanced around, and he wanted to turn his head to look at the herbs he had planted in the corner of the courtyard. But the neck just doesn't move.

He's gone, and who cares about them?

A little reluctant. But it's also the right ancestor.

He remembered his father, who had a heavy wooden sign around his neck, and the "liar" written by the vermilion dansha was heavier than the wooden card, but it still couldn't bend his waist.

He remembered that the banner that had been neat for decades when he was young had become mottled under the siege of his father and fellow villagers.

He remembered his father's hands that washed the flag, the hands that served the medicine fields covered with mud, and the hands that held him before he died.

"The world is unpredictable, but we can't save people's hearts. Foggy River, no matter what happens, you have to persevere. This is the family motto of the Hua family, and it is also our medical ethics. ”

Daddy, I should have done it!

I saved a fairy!

He smiled slightly, closed his eyes, and never opened them again.