Sun Hao returned to the inn and sighed again and again.
Wandering half of Jiangyang City today, I didn't find a suitable place to open a medical clinic.
If this is the case, then the mood will be better.
Today, I sent a painting to heal a mortal.
Similarly, a little blessing value is not obtained.
It seems that mortals have no destiny with themselves.
Later, a hospital was opened to treat patients, but could not treat mortals.
"It's mainly for the treatment of immortal cultivators. If you are a mortal, then you can do whatever you want!"
Sun Hao secretly made a decision.
"My son, take a break!"
Huang Rumeng made tea and handed it to Sun Hao.
"Rumeng, you are so kind."
Sun Hao took the tea and said.
"My son, you save my life, don't praise me for this little thing!" Huang Rumeng was full of spring breeze.
"Well, after drinking the tea, let's play together, how about?" Sun Hao said.
Huang Rumeng nodded, with a smile on his face.
Sun Hao is opposite the room.
Ning Mingzhi sat at the table, his eyes fixed on the scroll of "Buddhism", his eyes motionless.
"This painting the son gave me is really wonderful!"
"It gives me an immersive feeling!"
Ning Mingzhi muttered to himself, the light gleaming.
Suddenly, a scream came.
With this sound, Ning Mingzhi's body trembled with fright, and quickly put the painting away and kept it close to him.
"It seemed like someone screamed just now. Could someone be in a duel?"
Ning Mingzhi walked carefully to the window, opened a gap, looked out the window, and couldn't help but explode his scalp.
I saw that the black air on the ground spread up and slowly enveloped the city.
The big array in the sky, I don't know when it has disappeared.
There was another scream, coming from the black air, if there was nothing, it would be extraordinarily crippled.
In the dark air, the red lanterns flickered very fast.
Seeing this scene, Ning Mingzhi's body trembled.
"This...what happened to this?"
Ning Mingzhi's heart beat violently.
As a mortal, he knows how difficult it is to live in this wicked world.
He ran to the door and quickly bolted it to death.
After doing this, he was still a little worried.
Find a closet and hide in it, motionless.
Ning Mingzhi prayed in secret.
There was chaos in Jiangyang City.
"Help, who will help me..."
"Don't come, don't come!"
"Monsters, all monsters! What to do? What to do?"
Such a voice rang everywhere in the city.
The desperate screams and screams, like the howling of **** ghosts, make people horrified.
A little girl was crying while running on the street, "Mother, the monster has come to eat me, save me!"
Behind her, a black puppet stepped forward, stomping on the ground with a roar.
Seeing, the puppet wanted to catch the little girl and tear her into scum.
At this time.
"Monster, look for death!"
An immortal cultivator rushed forward with a sword, aimed at the puppet, and cut it off with a sword.
The flames flickered, and the sword of the cultivator split at the sound.
The immortal cultivator stood in place, the whole person was stupid.
"Invulnerable, this...this is a puppet!"
This was just finished.
A sword pierced into the flesh and blood sounded.
The human puppet's right hand directly penetrated the immortal cultivator's body and took out his heart.
Put it into your mouth and chew quickly.
Blood spattered and his mouth was scarlet.
Seeing this scene, the little girl was so frightened that she fell to the ground, shivering.
She was pale, covered her mouth tightly with her hand, and moved back.
After eating the heart, the puppet stared at the little girl and let out an excited roar.
Then he quickly rushed towards the little girl.
The little girl closed her eyes and let out a high-frequency scream.
He will be eaten by monsters.
After waiting for a long time, there was no feeling of broken body.
She tried to open her eyes and saw the scene before her, her expression stagnated.
I saw a woman in white walking towards her step by step.
Behind the woman, the puppet has fallen to the ground, looking terrifying.
The woman's robe is fluttering like a fairy.
"Little sister, are you okay? Don't be afraid, you are safe!"
Like the sound of nature.
There was an innocent smile on the little girl's face.
"Sister Fairy, did you save me?" the little girl asked.
"I am a disciple of Yaochi Palace, not a fairy, you call me Sister Yaochi!" said the woman in white.
"Sister Yaochi, thank you!"
"Little sister, you don't have to be polite, stay here, don't move around, sister is going to kill the monster!"
After speaking, the figure of the woman was erratic and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
"Sister Yaochi, how amazing, I will also enter the Yaochi Palace in the future!" The little girl secretly clenched her fist.
And scenes like this are constantly being staged everywhere in Jiangyang City.
The puppets were beheaded by a group of elite disciples in the Yaochi Palace, and they were falling down quickly.
The eighth floor of Yuejun Inn.
Ning Mingzhi hid in the closet, shivering.
He heard the screams getting louder and louder.
In other words, the monster is getting closer and closer to him.
"No, the son seems to be a mortal, I must tell him this! Let him be careful!"
Thinking about this, Ning Mingming boldly stepped out of the closet, not daring to make any noise.
Suddenly, there was a strange cry from downstairs.
The sound is like a ghost howling, which makes people horrified.
Ning Mingzhi was so frightened that he almost fell.
He opened the door, came to the corridor softly, looked down, and found no abnormalities.
A scream was particularly harsh.
A weird man covered in blood, holding a **** head, was eating.
A miserable scene that cannot be portrayed.
Almost, Ning Mingzhi fainted in shock.
The monster roars more and more.
The black mist also gathers more and more.
Looking down through the black mist, only a pair of blood red eyes.
Like a red lantern, scarlet and terrible.
"This is a human puppet, this... this death... is dead!"
"My son, run...Run...Run..."
Ning Mingzhi's voice was trembling, so small that he couldn't even hear it.
The black mist soon enveloped the entire Yuejun Inn.
Ning Mingzhi could hardly tell the direction.
He could only run to all the rooms of Sun Hao based on his memory.
All around, begging for mercy and screams kept ringing.
The voice is getting louder.
Just like those puppets, they are running up quickly.
"No, you must tell the son as soon as possible!"
Ning Mingzhi's heart seemed to jump out, beating violently.
He looked stagnant, and his hair stood up.
Endless fear spread throughout the body.
I saw that in the black mist in front of him, two blood-red eyes stared at the back of his head.
Ning Mingzhi closed his breath and turned around slowly.
With this turn, he couldn't help but sink into hell, and his whole body was sweating.
Endless despair flooded all over the body.
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