Seeing that the butterfly demon was getting weaker and weaker, the dead wood had no choice but to watch his beloved disappear in front of him.

Seeing the butterfly demon's increasingly pale face, Ning Meng was also anxious in his heart, although he had already expected the final result.

But watching a person's life slowly disappear is also a very painful thing for Ning Meng.

As a medical student, although Ning Meng is used to birth, old age, sickness and death, he still has a deep sense of powerlessness every time he really sees someone die in front of his eyes.

That's when the change happened suddenly.

It was a sunny afternoon, and Deadwood went to help a medical center get rid of evil in exchange for some medicine.

Originally, in order to take care of the butterfly demon, the dead wood hadn't gone down the mountain for a long time, and then I accidentally found that the butterfly demon had a reaction to the medicine caught by a certain prescription, and it was gradually getting better.

That's why Deadwood went back to his old business, just in exchange for some ordinary medicine.

The dead wood that left was not found, and someone had already set their eyes on their thatched hut, and as soon as the dead wood walked with his front foot, the man broke in with his hind foot.

Although the butterfly demon had improved, she was also very weak, and after noticing that someone had entered the room, she rolled over and sat up, frowned, and asked loudly.

"Who is it?"

She knew in her heart that if it was Deadwood, it would be impossible to turn back so quickly, and Deadwood would be afraid that she would worry, and the first thing she did when she returned to the room was to call her name.

The man obviously didn't expect that there was another person in the house, but he found out that every day in the afternoon, Dead Wood would go out to buy medicine.

He's only here for the baby, and he's not going to die.

"Don't talk nonsense, hurry up and hand over the baby, spare you from death, otherwise don't blame me."

That person looks fierce and vicious, five big and three thick, and it is difficult for the butterfly demon to fight even in its heyday, let alone such a weak appearance now.

Ning Meng thought to himself: This sword immortal originally wanted to help the dead wood, but unexpectedly, he caused such a killing disaster for the dead wood, it is really a blessing and a curse, and the fate is unpredictable.

"There's nothing you're looking for here, get out of here." Although the butterfly demon is very weak, it is not weak.

When the man heard the butterfly demon toast and didn't eat and drink, he didn't care so much, so he took out the big knife he was wearing at his waist and pointed it directly at the butterfly demon.

The butterfly demon rolled over and got out of bed, pinching the spell in his hand, and his palm shrouded in a pale yellow light.

Seeing that the butterfly demon had entered the battle state, the man did not dare to underestimate the enemy, and immediately condensed his sword qi.

The two fought each other, and Ning Meng was enthusiastic when he watched, since he crossed here, he could be regarded as having experienced a few battles, but it was far less lively than watching others fight.

Ning Meng secretly sweated for the butterfly demon in his heart, the two of them were really disparity in strength, and the butterfly demon alone would be difficult to beat the man with the tiger's back.

Sure enough, before a few moves, the butterfly demon was defeated, she covered her chest with one hand, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

In the past few days, she has been very weak, and it is easy to make up for some qi and blood, but this mouthful of blood spit out, and her face turned pale again.

The man didn't expect that this woman was so weak that he beat her to death before he used thirty percent of his strength.

"Hurry up and hand over the treasure, I can spare your life." The man put the knife on the butterfly demon's neck, and threatened in a gruff voice.

The butterfly demon still shook his head, thinking in his heart that if he died here, it would be fine, so as not to drag down the dead wood, and in order to take care of himself in the past few days, the dead wood's face has also deteriorated.

The man didn't expect that this little Butterfly Demon would be so hard-mouthed, and he wanted to give the Butterfly Demon a little hardship.

His subordinates were about to exert force, when he suddenly heard some movement at the door, and he hurriedly looked up, who expected a punch in the door.

He shook his head and straightened up in pain, both eyes a little unable to open, unable to discern who was in front of him.

The butterfly demon was originally picked up by the man's collar, but now the man retreated, and the butterfly demon also fell to the ground.

She looked at the door and saw that it was Deadwood who had returned, but she didn't expect Deadwood to come back so quickly.

She shouted, "Run, Deadwood!" ”

The butterfly demon has made a move with the man in front of him, knowing that he is not an idle person, if it is the heyday of the dead wood, he may be able to fight with it, but now the dead wood has lost a lot of energy in order to heal himself, and he may not be his opponent.

Deadwood's eyelids kept jumping when he left today, and he didn't know what was going to happen, and he always had a bad premonition in his heart, so he sped up his steps.

So I was able to come back earlier than usual today, and as soon as I arrived at the door, I felt a strange atmosphere in the house, and after opening the door, the scene in front of him made his eyes crack.

The flowers that he had raised for a long time before they finally got a little better, and they lost their color in the blink of an eye, how could this not make him angry?

Ning Meng was on the dead wood at this moment, as if he had seen him a long time later.

When I found myself and Yue Nishang in the Lingyun Pavilion, the dead wood was also in this state in front of me.

"It turned out to be you, I have admired the name for a long time, I think that the treasure should be on you, I knew this, I would not embarrass this little lady, after all, I am not a person who will not pity the fragrance and cherish the jade."

The man was finally able to open his eyes and see the person in front of him, and suddenly remembered the portrait he had seen a few days ago, and the world said that the treasure was in him.

Seeing the man smiling and saying these nonsensical words, Deadwood's heart became even more angry.

Not to mention that Deadwood would be angry, even Ning Meng was a little angry when he heard these frivolous words.

"Does this man speak, does he have the daily task of saying something that is not human can speak?"

Ning Meng rolled her eyes widely, and complained in her heart.

Deadwood glanced at him indifferently, and then said, "If you want, come and get it." ”

Deadwood didn't explain too much that the so-called treasure was his own essence, and no one would believe it anyway.

The man was also very angry when he heard the dead wood's unashamed words, and he rushed up with a hideous face and fought with the dead wood.

What the butterfly demon said was indeed right, that man still had some real skills, Ning Meng substituted himself, and found that if he fought him, the chance of winning might be less than half.

The man's moves were strange and vicious, every move was deadly, and his sword went straight at the deadwood's life.

It seems that he doesn't want to leave a way for the other party to live, but this man still flaunts his bodhisattva heart, and he can spare your life if he opens his mouth and closes his mouth.

Ning Meng looked down on this man more and more in his heart, although Deadwood was also a bad guy, but at least Deadwood would not be hypocritical and do dirty things in the name of a Bodhisattva.