The arrows pierced the rain curtain and nailed not far from the monks.

When the assembled soldiers and horses opened the city gate, the black and oppressive victims outside protected the blackened scholars on the ground, forming a human wall to block it, and their teeth kept knocking up and down, stubbornly refusing to move a step.

"Don't go near Mr.!"

The five monks on the opposite side stood there in a stalemate with a red-headed staff, neither up nor back.

"You ..... you ......."

Zhu Ziyi covered his face, blood flowed down his fingers all over the back of his hand, and he walked in embarrassment, looking at these victims who were both scared and did not leave, and his heart was indescribably complicated.

"Mr. Ying—"

The city gate slowly opened, and the fat prefect and his soldiers had rushed out at this time, and in the shouting, the monk Fajing, who was far away in the southwest of the city, broke free from the ring of fire by virtue of the torrential rain, and rushed towards this side.

"Lu Daoyou!!"

The fat on his face trembled, and his thin eyes opened angrily, just like King Kong in the world.

Zhu Ziyi gritted his teeth and glanced over there, weighing his thoughts like lightning in his heart, and squeezed out a sentence with difficulty.

"Let's go. ”

With a swing of the magic sword, he led the retreating subordinate monks, and quickly disappeared into the dark night with the spell of the light body, and more than ten people in the latter also sighed unwillingly, followed and left, fleeing in a panic.

Soon.

Outside the victims, a team of soldiers opened the way to separate the crowd, and the fat prefect led by him bowed his hands.

"Folks, it's raining, the drought has passed, and food will be there soon, don't hit the city again. ”

Beside him, there were also city generals with the hilt of their swords, carefully guarding the surroundings.

Among the victims, an old man walked out slowly with a wooden stick, arched his hand and whispered to the prefect in front of him:

"Lord Prefect, if there is food in the city, let's not talk about it for the time being, you can bring Mr. back to the city first, and ask Lang Zhong to take a look. ”

Hearing this, many people nodded their heads, and some of them were crying.

"Yes, take this gentleman to the city!" "Yes, stop talking about the scene. ”

"Mr. was struck by a thunderbolt, he is a good man..... Lord Governor, bring him into the city quickly and find the best doctor in the city......"

The fat prefect wiped the water stains on his face, pursed his thick lips, and bowed down to thank the surrounding victims.

"I, the people of Heliangzhou, are all people who know their kindness. ”

After that, he asked the soldiers to carry the figure on the ground in front of him, and Sun Yingxian, who had already come over there, didn't let the soldiers touch it, and his fingers quickly connected a few acupuncture points on the charred body, carried Lu Liangsheng on his back, and rushed towards the city gate.

"Quick, get out of the way!"

Seeing this, the fat prefect waved his hand to the soldiers, held up a paper umbrella to cover the heads of the scholar and the Taoist, and ran behind panting.

Nie Honglian took the old donkey by the hand, picked up the groggy toad on the ground, and hurried into the city together.

The rain line connects heaven and earth.

The fat monk stood in the rain, closed his eyes, folded his hands, looked at the procession into the city, and bowed to the Buddha from afar.

In this northwest, he still has a lot to do.

.......

The street was splashed with water, and Sun Yingxian, who was running all the way, was led to the government by the soldiers on horseback, entered the backyard, and hurriedly put the scholar on his back on the bed, and the fat prefect came in panting, and was driven out by him.

"The doctor can't see it, don't come in and make trouble. ”

"Yes, yes. ”

When the fat prefect saw the door closed, he ran out of the window and shouted on his tiptoes.

"The Taoist Chief, please be sure to heal Mr. ”

Inside the house, the lights were warm and yellow, Lu Liangsheng's eyes were closed, lying motionless on the bed, his clothes were charred black, and they turned into ashes and scattered at the touch of a touch.

Hong Lian sat at the head of the bed, covering her mouth and sobbing quietly.

The scholar's bare skin was scorched black, several fingers of his right hand were pasted together, the skin and flesh of most of his body were basically charcoal-shaped, and only a trace of breath remained in his chest.

"There must be salvation, there must be salvation......"

Daoist cultivation is low, such a degree of injury, it is not at all that he can help repair, take out the Taoist book and flip it wildly in the candlelight, and turn his head from time to time to look at the swaying lights.

"Don't extinguish it......."

Stopping in his hand, he pointed at a toad on the table and shouted: "Old toad, aren't you very capable? ”

The toad man slowly opened his eyelids.

"Old man...... I've been thinking about it. ”

The thunder is a catastrophe, and it is even more fatal to the demon cultivators, and the thunder tribulation is struck, although the target is not him, but it is also affected to a certain extent, and at this time, the demon power that has recovered some of it is still in turmoil.

The toad was silent for a moment, slowly got up from the table, let the female ghost take him to the bed, looked at the apprentice with a dark face and closed eyes, and sighed.

"I knew that you had such a temperament, and as a teacher, I shouldn't have poured those humane and conscientious words into you in the first place. ”

"When is it, you still say these useless things!" the Taoist anxiously wanted to pinch him with his hand.

The toad Taoist waved his flippers, "The old man knows, I don't need you to urge." ”

After speaking, he looked at the flickering lights, and suddenly the toad's mouth opened, and the frog flippers stretched in, startling the Honglian and Taoist people next to him.

"What are you doing, old toad?!"

"Master Toad, you ......"

The next moment, there was a gurgling sound in the stomach of the toad Dao man, and almost the entire arm that had been stretched into his mouth slowly withdrew, and in the frog's web, there was a red bead, curling around the clouds.

The Taoist could naturally see what it was.

"Old toad, where did you get the demon pill?"

The toad Taoist climbed up to Lu Liangsheng's abdomen with the demon pill in his hand, and the toad glanced at the Taoist coldly, as if this was the look he should have.

"One of the two foxes that broke into the Zhou Mansion. ”

Turning his gaze back, he saw that the apprentice who had a very slight breath slowly raised the frog flipper and lifted the demon pill into the air.

"Hit by robbery and thunder, if you use normal methods, you can't save it at all, with this demon pill, you may be able to save a life, three or five years, but I'm afraid that this body cultivation has been abolished. ”

In a low voice, the demon pill slowly descended and came to Lu Liangsheng's abdomen, and the toad Taoist rubbed the frog flippers on it, only to see that the original beads turned into several smoke and entered the scholar's body.

At the head of the bed, the seven-star life-sustaining lamp, which was originally flickering and dimming, was brighter at the moment.

"Okay, life is saved......

The toad Daoist seemed to have fallen into the water tank, covered in sweat, staggered down, weakly walked to the pillow and lay down, closed his eyes.

"...... just hope that this stupid apprentice can accept the fact that he is half a demon. ”

The Taoist looked at Lu Liangsheng, then at the toad, and asked in a low voice:

"Are there anything else bad?"

"Yes, it may affect his original personality a little. ”

After answering this sentence, the toad Taoist stopped talking, and lay there and fell asleep.

The window lattice was dim, the atmosphere was depressing, Sun Yingxian sat on the ground by the head of the bed, and Nie Honglian was still sitting at the head of the bed, guarding the scholar, not leaving an inch, singing a little song softly, hoping to relieve his pain.

The next second.

The toad, which had been asleep, suddenly opened its eyes and jumped up.

"The old man almost forgot something!"

Suddenly speaking, the Taoist who was asleep in a daze was so frightened that he slammed his head on the edge of the bed, and saw the toad Taoist slapping his head.

"Old man, this stupid apprentice, can it be regarded as surviving a catastrophe?!"

"Old toad, do you mean to say that it is not a curse at all, but a thunderbolt of catastrophe rewarded by God?"

Sun Yingxian opened his mouth slightly, stood in place dumbfounded, his Adam's apple rolled, and he couldn't say a word.

Building the Foundation Realm to Survive the Tribulation....... Who the hell will believe this!!