[you from the stars] you from the sky

Xu Tong took a step forward to catch the fainted man and the dead Xu Yihua in the man's arms, looked at the cliff again, and sighed, she was blinded by the desire to kill, and waved her sleeves. Officers and soldiers, whether they were dead or just injured, were sent back to their homes by her.

He lowered his head to look at the two embarrassed people with their eyes tightly closed, held one in each hand, stepped on somersault clouds and rushed towards the city quickly.

Just now at the Nantianmen and Erlangshen resisting the attack of the demons, the demon kings were all out, and there were countless demons at the Nantianmen. Dangerous, she simply won't stop.

Then she left Erlang Shen alone to defend against the demons from the Nantianmen, and came here by herself after somersaulting.

Xu Tong knocked on the door of the hospital, and the sleepy medical boy opened the door, and waved impatiently at Xu Tong: "The hospital is closed, come back tomorrow...ah!"

Before the doctor boy finished speaking, Xu Tong put down the man under his armpit and grabbed the doctor boy's wrist, making the doctor boy scream miserably. Xu Tong said expressionlessly: "You are just like this!" Are you a doctor? People are dying and you still ask me to come back tomorrow?"

Although the medical boy didn't understand Xu Tong's words, Xu Tong's reddened pupils were full of murderous intent, and the blood on the white clothes was shocking, like a ghost walking out of hell, and the clamp on his wrist hurt so much that he cried for his father and mother, Hastily invited Xu Tong to enter the door, and hurriedly went to invite his master, the owner of this medical center.

Xu Tong put the two of them on the floor of the room, looked at their pale faces, covered in blood, and was very annoyed. Why did she sleep when Bodhi was teaching medicine?Otherwise, there is no need to go all the way to beg others now.

A white-haired old man trotted into the room, Xu Tong hurriedly gave way to the old man's diagnosis and treatment, the old man felt the pulse, and said sadly: "This little girl...is dead, sorry I don't have the ability to bring the dead back to life, so I can't save her." she's..."

Seeing the old man's expression, Xu Tong already knew what he meant, but he still didn't give up. With trembling hands, he took the white paper and pen from the desk and stuffed them into the old man's hand, signaling that he couldn't hear it, and asked him to write it out.

The old man stroked his beard, sighed and wrote out what he just said. Xu Tong looked at the words on the paper and closed his eyes...

This little girl who believed in her words with eyes of admiration, died, because she didn't arrive in time, and was forced to death by this ridiculous world...

You shouldn't have sympathized with those damned officers and soldiers just now and sent them home!

Xu Tong clenched his fists, took a deep breath, and suppressed those ferocious thoughts. Immortal cultivators are most afraid of being emotional, and if they are not careful, they will degenerate into demons.

This little girl who had only been together for one night made her lose control to this point.

Xu Tong opened his red eyes, pointed to the man beside him, and indicated how the man was doing.

The old man smiled and said: "This Confucian scholar, the pulse condition is very strong, there is nothing wrong with it." He frowned again: "But judging from his face, he was obviously poisoned by a violent poison like arsenic, why nothing happened at all, and there is still no problem so far. In a coma, it makes the old man puzzled."

Arsenic?Who placed it? !Xu Tong frowned, pinched his fingers and calculated, with an expression of disbelief, Xu Yihua's father?Why?

Suppressing the thought of immediately going to Xu's father to settle the score, he took a deep breath and continued to count... Already dead?Xu Yihua's father... Xu Tong sighed, feeling sorry for the parents of the world, this father is also for Xu Yihua's good.

Ordinary people... always self-righteously doing things that they think are good for the other party, but don't think about whether the other party will appreciate it.

Xu Tong heard the voice of Erlang God in her ear, urging her to go back to Nantianmen quickly, the demons will soon be unable to resist!Xu Tong smacked his lips impatiently, and wrote on the paper: "Doctor, I will leave this little monster to you. I hope you can cure him."

After finishing writing, he put down an ingot of gold, hugged Xu Yihua, who was covered in blood, and left the room. The medical boy beside him tremblingly said to the old man, "Master! It's...it's gold!"

The old man was stunned for a while, then quickly picked up the ingot of gold and chased him out of the room: "Girl! The consultation fee won't cost so much..."

But there is no shadow of Xu Tong outside the house...

Xu Tong buried Xu Yihua in the ground, erected another monument, then stared at the monument in a daze, thought a lot, but didn't seem to think about anything.

What she learned was the ability to fight, to bring the dead back to life and so on. I am afraid that only the Emperor of Heaven has this ability in the whole heaven, right?So she couldn't save Xu Yihua.

This is a mortal, who only has a lifespan of a hundred years, but lives a more exciting life than her, an immortal who has lived for 50 years. Although Xu Yihua's life and love are too bitter, Xu Tong feels envious, at least vigorously. , unlike them gods who have lived for years and don't even know it, the days are as dull as white water.

Little girl, I hope you will vote for a good family in your next life...

Xu Tong glanced at the tombstone for the last time, turned around, stepped on somersault clouds, and returned to Nantianmen. Although she was living a boring life, she also had her mission, which was what supported her through the tens of thousands of years. Thoughts on such a lonely day.

The man opened his eyes, and what he saw was a kind-faced old man with white hair. The old man smiled and asked, "Are you awake?"

The man shook his head to wake up his long-sleeping brain, sat up and asked hoarsely, "How did I get here? Where's Xu Tong?"

"xu... what?" Because the man spoke in Chinese, the old man didn't understand, but he still smiled and said, "A girl brought you here. I told you that you have nothing to do and left, oh , By the way, he also took away the little girl who died... probably to bury the little girl... oh..." As he spoke, the old man stroked his beard regretfully.

"You said, she's gone? How long has she been gone?" The man excitedly held the old man's wrist and asked urgently.

The old man replied: "You have been in a coma for ten hours, and the girl has been gone for about ten hours, what's the matter?"

The man was stunned, and murmured: "It's been so long, I can't catch up..." Then he raised the corner of his mouth and smiled, shook his head and said, "It's nothing. Thank you for your treatment."

The old man waved his hand and said: "Saving lives is a doctor's duty, not to mention that girl left a very generous consultation fee. It is the old man's fault for not treating her wholeheartedly. In fact, Confucian scholar, you don't need my treatment. Place, the old man is ashamed to receive gold...you should thank that girl..."

The man smiled: "Yeah, I have to thank her properly...but I don't know where to find her..."

The old man was surprised: "Confucian scholar, don't you know that girl? Seeing the anxiety on that girl's face, I thought you knew each other."

"Is... is she in a hurry?" The man asked the old man blankly, and the old man nodded: "Yes, the old man's ignorant medical boy turned her away because it was too late, and she crushed her wrist bone What! If the old man hadn't been treated in time, my doctor boy would never be able to use his hand again."

The man raised the corners of his mouth, and then realized that it should not be this expression, and quickly said apologetically to the old man, "I apologize to your doctor boy on her behalf."

The old man waved his hand: "Forget it, it's my medical boy who is wrong... Oh yes, Confucian scholar, you must be uncomfortable after sleeping for so long, do you want me to accompany you outside?"

The man smiled, made a "please" gesture, stood up randomly, and followed the old man out of the room.

The old man brewed tea under the eaves, handed a cup to the man beside him, and asked the question that he had been wondering all along: "Confucian scholar, I took your pulse, which is different from everyone else's, why is it so?"

The man took a sip of tea, the old man brewed tea with a strong aroma, which fit his mouth well, and the man's upturned lips were suitable for smiling. Pointing to the sky, he said, "I am from that star."