I have a portable space

Meng Zhe sighed: "Do you think I should save you?" Meng Zhe was a little struggling in his heart. According to Meng Zhe's original idea, he couldn't save you, because he used to be a solo entertainer, and Tang Jia's duplicitous nature .

But it’s not enough to talk about remediation.According to Tang Jia's situation, he might have to say goodbye after nine o'clock, and it would be troublesome to check.Meng Zhe can rely on the accumulation of time to fool his teachers and parents, but the students in those classes can't.In short, there are countless reasons to kill her, but few reasons to save her.

"Forget it, since it's decided to be you, then I'll save you once. After saving us, we will be passers-by." Meng Zhe first drew a lot of space cracks with his dagger to trap Tang Jia, and then raised his hand, The awl that Tang Jia held was in his hand.

Even though he was trapped by the space crack and the awl in his hand was gone, Tang Jia still struggled fiercely.Still roaring in his mouth: "I'm going to kill you!!"

The students watching upstairs thought they were fighting.Only when I hear the phrase I'm going to kill you.I muttered again in my heart: "What the hell happened to Meng Zhe? He actually made Tang Jia from class three so angry.!"

However, there was only one person in the classroom who didn't think so.Yang Zhiyuan held up the binoculars and frowned tightly: "What is Meng Zhe doing? He is holding a dagger. And what are those things around Tang Jia's body? Why do they look so scary?"

Meng Zhe pierced Tang Jia's dozen or so touch points with an awl with purification power. It wasn't that he didn't want to use a dagger, nor that a dagger couldn't be used.The main reason is that the power of space on the dagger is too dangerous, and the power of space itself belongs to cutting and destruction.If Tang Jia's body came into contact with the power of space, he would have been tortured by the side effects of the medicine. If the power of space came, Tang Jia might not last for 5 minutes and would say goodbye.

However, it's okay to trap with space cracks, because space cracks mainly play the role of resistance.It will not hurt Tang Jia.

But the power of purification is different. Tang Jia's body now has many side effects after taking medicine, and infusing a little power of purification will only be beneficial and harmless.

After Meng Zhe finished clicking, Tang Jia's struggle became smaller and smaller.

Meng Zhe was even more exhausted and sat on the ground panting: "I'm going, I feel that saving you is more tiring than fighting a group fight! I finally understand why there are so few doctors on the mainland, and I finally understand why those old doctors Saying that saving people will shorten lifespan! It’s really exhausting!”

After resting for a while, Meng Zhe stood up and continued to deliver the power of purification to Tang Jia with the awl. Delivering the power of purification is a job that fully tests the strength of mental strength, because if one is not controlled well, Tang Jia may say goodbye.This is not the main thing, the main thing is that Meng Zhe also needs to control the dagger to draw space cracks at the same time.Now the role of the crack is no longer to resist, but to block the line of sight.

In fact, Meng Zhe also thought about taking Tang Jia to a quiet and safe place for treatment, but the situation did not allow it. As soon as Meng Zhe stopped delivering the purification power, the side effects of the drug would start to wreak havoc in Tang Jia's meridians, and the meridians might be will be directly abolished.This situation is more painful than killing her.While imparting purification power to Tang Jia, Meng Zhe frowned and thought: "The self-study will start soon, and Tang Jia will have at least two or three hours. It's too late. It will be troublesome for those students to ask. You can take it to another place. You said that you are a bad luck body, and nothing good has happened since I came into contact with you. "

"The body of bad luck!" Meng Zhe's eyes suddenly lit up.

Bad Luck Body: As the name suggests, it has negative emotions towards someone.Or anyone who wants to kill will be tainted with bad luck.On the contrary, it is no different from normal.

The body of unlucky luck does not mean that those who have a good impression of someone will be lucky, and those who have a bad impression will be unlucky.That is the body of great luck, also known as the body of heaven.

Meng Zhe remembered that someone once said that a child born from the combination of a bad luck body and a lucky body has a certain chance of giving birth to a heavenly body.

However, Meng Zhe has lived in the Canghai Continent for nearly a thousand years and has never seen anyone with the body of heaven.Not to mention the body of the Dao of Heaven, even the lower Tianmei and Tianxing have never seen it.

What Meng Zhe thought was that the Body of the Dao of Heaven might be about to be born.But this was also Meng Zhe's guess, because Tang Jia didn't even arrive at the lowest mold spirit, and it was useless to say that there was only the body of bad luck, and he didn't even know where the body of luck was.

It seems that Tang Jia fainted and didn't realize it.Bad luck is not so bad.

Not long after, a person came down from upstairs: "What's wrong with Tang Jia? And what are you doing?" It turned out that it was Yang Zhiyuan who was watching them with a telescope upstairs.

Meng Zhe didn't turn his head, nor was he surprised: "Don't ask so many questions, come on, give me a hand, and carry it to the activity room.

"Oh." Yang Zhiyuan walked towards the activity room with Qian Mengzhe behind, and Meng Zhe was also cautiously delivering purification power to Tang Jia as he walked.

Once in the playroom: "Put her on the mat and close the door."

Yang Zhiyuan nodded. After closing the door, Meng Zhe worriedly created a space barrier with his dagger.

Yang Zhiyuan stared blankly: "What the hell is this?"

"Wait a minute, I'll tell you after I heal her."

"it is good."

About 10 minutes later, Meng Zhe breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay, it's ok. I finally finished processing all the magazines. I'm really tired!"

"Are you really that tired? You're actually sweating." Yang Zhiyuan asked suspiciously.

"Do you really want to ask me why I'm so tired even though I haven't done anything, right?" Seeing the questioning on Yang Zhiyuan's face, Meng Zhe was not angry, but asked back.

Yang Zhiyuan nodded, indicating that he was right.

"I'm sure you saw it through the binoculars upstairs.

"See what? The same thing around Tang Jia's body as here?" Yang Zhiyuan pointed to the space barrier at the door with some uncertainty.

Meng Zhe nodded and asked again: "Do you believe that there are gods in this world?"

"What do you mean? You, you wouldn't say you are a god, would you?" He didn't react at first, and then he looked at Meng Zhe in disbelief.

Meng Zhe nodded, then shook his head again: "I'm not a fairy, to be precise, I'm not a fairy yet."

"What does it mean to be a god and not be a god?" The expression on his face became even more bewildered.Although his family runs a company and he is considered a rich second generation, he has never been exposed to these things.

"To put it simply, I am still working hard on the road to becoming a fairy. Although I am not a fairy, I still have some things that are different from ordinary people." Meng Zhe patiently explained to Yang Zhiyuan.