I have a portable space

"Senior, my life and death are in your hands. If we hurry up, maybe we can escape!" Meng Zhe already felt the smell of death from Oswell!

The old man stood up with a smile, took the terms of the agreement in Meng Zhe's hand, and stamped it with his other hand, then he divided the terms of the agreement into two parts and handed them to Oswell and Meng Zhe respectively!

Meng Zhe quickly took the agreement and terms, and wanted to leave in no time!
"Wait a minute!" The old man stopped Meng Zhe who wanted to slip away.

"Senior, is there anything else you need?" Meng Zhe asked cautiously.

"When did I say it's over?" The old man couldn't help but pull Meng Zhe back.

"Um, you handed me the agreement. I thought everything was over. Is there any other process?" Meng Zhe felt uncomfortable being stared at by Oswell, feeling that staying for a second longer would be torture.

"Both of you sign your own names on the agreement, and inject your own aura!"

"Senior, let me ask, besides this step, are there any other steps?" Meng Zhe didn't rush to sign, but first understood the steps.

He wanted to know what the content of this agreement was, and he could use it as a reference to do other things in the future.

"Don't worry, you'll be fine after this step!" The old man smiled and glanced at Meng Zhe.

"I'm fine, then I'll go first!" Meng Zhe quickly left his name on the two agreements as the old man said, and rushed out of the Taoist Association without hesitation as soon as he got breath.

In fact, it wasn't that Meng Zhe didn't understand etiquette, he just simply felt that something might happen to Lin Yingtong, so he wanted to go to her side as soon as possible.

Back at the hotel, Meng Zhe quickly ran to Lin Yingtong's room.

As soon as he entered the room, Meng Zhe saw Lin Yingtong curled up in pain on the bed, his face wrinkled together in pain.

"What's going on?" Meng Zhe looked at Xing'er who was panicking.

"I don't know, I just woke up and found that the mistress has become like this! It's all my fault, if I wasn't around, this kind of thing wouldn't have happened!" Xing'er's face was full of self-blame.

"Don't worry, let me see first!" Meng Zhe calmed Xing'er, then he walked to Lin Yingtong's side and put his hand on her wrist.

Meng Zhe saw that Lin Yingtong's meridians were constantly changing. Since Lin Yingtong had only practiced some basic martial arts, they could only use them for physical exercise and did not get rid of impurities at all. Therefore, changing the meridians was so painful.

Meng Zhe lost a piece of his spiritual power in, which relieved Lin Yingtong's pain a little.

Afterwards, he paid close attention to Lin Yingtong's physical condition, and from time to time he would lose a burst of spiritual power into it.

"Master, you, your complexion is so bad!" After Xing'er recovered from her panic, she panicked again after seeing Meng Zhe's face.

Meng Zhe waved his hand: "It's okay, don't worry about these things, just take a rest!"

Suddenly, Xing'er exclaimed again: "Your body, your body is bleeding!"

At the same time, Meng Zhe felt a wave of pain coming from his body.

"Damn it, it would be great if my body was stronger!" Meng Zhe couldn't help but snorted in pain, holding the edge of the bed tightly with his other hand.

Xing'er panicked, not knowing what to do.

"Wipe around the wound for me!" Meng Zhe said.

"Okay, okay!" Xing'er's hands were trembling, and Meng Zhe would groan in pain every time he rubbed it.

While infusing spiritual power to Lin Yingtong to reduce pain, Meng Zhe was also using the divine stone to observe the situation in the wound.

Soon he knew what was going on. After Oswell's fireball collided with his space crack, part of the two fused together, and there was this space cutting force and fireball in his wound. A mass of substances neutralized together in combustion properties.

Meng Zhe forcibly compressed the mass of matter together with the tyrannical divine stone, and now he has no time to heal himself, so he had to adopt this more dangerous method first.

After a while, Meng Zhe felt a sense of dizziness in his head, and his thinking ability was not smooth. Even so, he still kept on giving Lin Yingtong spiritual power.

After an unknown amount of time, just as Meng Zhe was about to fall into a coma, a loud shout made Meng Zhe slightly sober.

"What's the matter, Xing'er?" Meng Zhe looked at Xing'er in a daze.

"Your wound is burning!" Xing'er pointed to a wound on Meng Zhe's back.

"Oh, I said, why do I feel dizzy? It turns out that I lost too much blood!" After Meng Zhe nodded in a daze, he fell into a mild coma again.

"Master, master!" No matter how Xing'er yelled, Meng Zhe didn't respond at all this time. The only thing that reacted was that Meng Zhe's left hand was still pouring spiritual power for Lin Yingtong.

"What should I do? There are no familiar decorations around, the mistress is in a coma, and she doesn't respond now, the master's wound is burning, and she has also fallen into a coma, what should I do!" Xing'er kept talking. Spinning around the room, tears kept streaming from the sockets of my eyes.

"Yingtong, I'm here, you should go back!" A man's voice suddenly came from the door, listening to his words, he seemed to be very familiar with Lin Yingtong.

This made Xing'er in the room panic even more: "What should I do, I don't know the ability of large illusions yet!"

And Meng Zhe is now in a strange state, he is standing in a third perspective watching what happened before his eyes:
He looked around and found that this is a place where birds are singing and flowers are fragrant, and fairy air is wafting, but when he was about to explore further afield, there was a barrier blocking his divine stone, no matter how he released the divine stone, the barrier remained It firmly blocked Meng Zhe's exploration.

After several fruitless experiments, Meng Zhe gave up the idea of ​​breaking through the barrier, and turned to pay attention to what happened before him:

In front of his eyes, a little boy who looked a little like him was playing around carefree, and behind him, a girl in a colorful dress kept chasing after him. Meng Zhe found that he seemed to be able to hear the content of their communications.

The girl in Caiqun kept yelling: "Xiaoyun, don't run so fast, be careful of falling~"

But the little boy said loudly while running: "Mom, come and chase me, I won't be naughty anymore if you catch me!"

Meng Zhe could tell that the girl was just guarding against the little boy's fall from behind, and didn't use all her strength to run, and no matter how much he searched, she couldn't find out the girl's cultivation. There was a rebound force to bounce his god stone away!