Jiang Su hugged the basin of flowers, turned his head and said with a smile: "Uncle Shi, you said that it is not easy for us to climb up, and the things we bring can't be put into the storage bag, how about giving me this flower, I will help you share some of it?"

I already have the Tianmu Flower in my hand, which is equivalent to collecting the atlas and the other half is still short of obtaining a certain achievement?! This has to be done!

Yan Yuexi doesn't care about this, flowers are important, but she has been in the Black Tower for so many years, and she has long lost interest in these substances.

is worthy of being the daughter of the deceased, and her conduct and hobbies are the same.

"Take whatever you want."

Yanyue looked at Fang Fold on the side as if eating melons, touched her chin, and pondered carefully, "Susu, let's climb up, you can go now, I have never hidden the stairs on this floor, are you ready?" ”

Jiang Su hugged the flower for a moment, and his voice was low, "If you can't get out from the ninth layer, then I don't have to worry about the Divine Thunder Tribulation, let's go now!" ”

Nothing can be delayed, this eighth layer ...... It's obviously a peach blossom source, and if you stay any longer, I'm afraid you won't want to go.

Every dream of medical cultivation is inevitably a medical hall in the world, and there is a small courtyard after escaping the world, and behind the hospital is some fertile land, Qianmo traffic, and chickens and dogs smell each other.

Fang Zhi silently tied the little man to his big arm, and between the swings of his arm, Dongye was dizzy, and the stones in his hand were scattered.

The three of them stood under a large tree in the backyard, with a staircase running up the trunk in front of them.

Jiang Su pulled the robe folded above with his hand, and the blind cane in his hand was like an ornament.

Yan Yuexi walked in the front, her expression was cautious, she had walked through the ninth floor back then, and she had never fought the ninth floor, so she chose the position of the eighth floor.

Now that I am visiting this "old neighbor", I can't help but feel a little apprehensive.

"By the way, Little Brother Fang, how did you get down from the ninth layer?"

Fang Zhen's eyes were light, and his voice was calm, "Jump down." ”

“……”

"The ...... on the ninth floor?"

"No one."

Yan Yuexi nodded in understanding, "I see...... No one. ”

The next moment, she stopped, her face frightened and stunned, and Fang Zhe and Jiang Su were also forced to stop.

She turned around slowly, her eyes were heavy, and she said in a low voice: "The one on the ninth layer should have given up his physical body and lived with his divine sense, he had the strength of the divine transformation period during his lifetime, far more than the divine consciousness gaze of ordinary monks...... If the ninth layer is broken, he may have already left the Black Tower. ”

Out of the Black Tower? Wouldn't that be a return to the cultivation realm?

But outside is the Demon Suppression Temple, he just ran from the cage to the prison compound, and the group of monks will not let him go.

Jiang Su felt the nervousness in her tone and frowned slightly, "What kind of monk is this?" ”

Yan Yuexi said word by word: "Instrument repair."

Fang Zhe's eyes widened suddenly, and his breath was slightly uneven, "Shi Yan? ”

Yan Yuexi looked at Fang Zhe in shock, and said loudly: "Do you know?" No...... Have you seen him? ”

Fang Zhe's complexion changed instantly, his eyes were mixed with light and dark, and he took out the residual knife from his waist and put it on the female cultivator's neck, and said coldly:

"Master...... Long time no see. ”

？？！

As soon as the words fell, the cardinal cut off the man's head mercilessly, and Yan Yuexi's appearance changed from a beautiful woman to a terrifying uneven ravine.

The human head made a surprised voice and shouted, "Fang Fold !! What are you doing, ahhh!?h ”

The sound became quieter and quieter, and he fell down the stairs, and the human head had no ability to climb and rolled to the ground.

Jiang Su was silent.

Higashino Xian was stunned, and his own face was still stained with the blood that had been splashed when Fang Fold had moved his hand.

The dwarf muttered, "Madman...... This is really crazy...... He even said that if he kills, he will kill ......."

Fang turned sideways and scooped up the little doctor behind him with one hand. Jiang Su cooperated with his fingertips, and the five-colored fire burned the remaining body of Yan Yuexi.

"How did you find out?" Jiang Su did not have the slightest doubt, and he did not even feel sorry for this "uncle".

The cardinal took her in his arms, climbed the stairs step by step, and whispered, "My master is proficient in puppetry, and he will not spare any living person. Since she had seen my master back then, she could even say his name...... Then this person has definitely been refined into a puppet by him. ”

"Refining her as a couple, there is no harm in everything."

"More ...... My Master's name is not passed on to the world, and he never tells anyone easily. ”

Jiang Su let him hold him, without emotional fluctuations, and said calmly: "Then what did she just say?"

Fang Zhe's pace was a little slower, "The truth is mixed." ”

"My master's alchemy technique, one can refine people's physical body, and the other can refine people's divine consciousness, and the divine consciousness controls the physical body.

"So some of her words came from true feelings, and some of them were ...... It's what Master wants you to know. ”

Fang Fold hugged Jiang Su tightly with one hand, rubbed her hair with the other, and leaned into his chest.

Reassure her, don't be afraid.

Jiang Su's heart sank, who knew if what Yan Yuexi said about the ninth layer was true or false this time.

"Today, I am also a person who deceived my teachers and destroyed my ancestors and killed my fellow disciples." Jiang Su seemed to be smiling, and his tone was full of ridicule.

The last one she knew, slaughtering the people of the same sect or killing the gods with crazy knives.

"I can also be regarded as the one who is close to Zhu is red, and the one who is close to ink is black."

Fang Zhe continued to walk up, holding one in his arms and one in his arms, without any pressure, he said in a deep voice: "Am I Zhu or Mo?"

Jiang Su commented unceremoniously: "You are a white-hearted dragon fruit with a purple and red color."

"What?"

"Praise you, a kind of spiritual fruit, red on the outside and white on the inside, with a black seed in the middle."

Fang Zhen couldn't help but hook his lips, thinking about what he had said to Yan Yuexi.

Higashino Xian also listened to their conversation, and he also thought of the reincarnation of another world that Fang Zhi said.

He couldn't wait to say in a milky voice: "Susu, what about me, what about me?!" What am I?! He also poked Jiang Su's arm with his chubby hand.

Both of them were on Fang Zhe's body, like dodder seeds of different sizes wrapped around the big red peony.

"You?"

Jiang Su gently pulled this person's hand away, stroked his sleeve as a pretended to sweep ashes, and sneered: "What are you?"

Higashino looked at her blankly with his mouth wide open, his eyes were instantly soaked with water vapor, and he muttered tearfully: "Su Su ......"

"Don't scream, Fang Zhe, how far do we get to the barrier." Jiang Su waved his hand impatiently, avoiding Dongye as if he were avoiding the plague god.

Fang Zhen looked up at the shimmering one-foot-tall waves, and the enchantment faintly exuded dark lines in it, and the illusion was entangled in all kinds of silver threads.

When he entered the eighth floor, he jumped into the well, and I don't know if he was still on the same path when he returned to the ninth floor.

"It's already here."