Xingtie, I'm in Luofu, I really don't like vixens!

"Little Leaf, hold on to my hand!"

Fu Xuan shouted and grabbed Mo Ye.

Just before this space of consciousness completely collapsed, Fu Xuan turned the Qiongguan Formation and activated the maximum power transmission to leave.

Then, at the moment when the space completely collapsed, the formation covered the two people, successfully separating their consciousness and returning them to reality.

Tianbosi:

Chapter 75: Sick Area

A man in a white windbreaker came to the high ground at a leisurely pace.

"what……"

The young man in white sighed and then walked forward again.

[June 4, 04: p.m.]

In front of the young man, there was a person. The person was sitting on a chair in a food stall with his back to him, looking at the ruined and deserted city in the distance.

"Hey, Ye, your days of grabbing power everywhere are over."

Then the young man in the white windbreaker stretched out his hand, as if asking for it, and said expressionlessly.

"Give me the power of 'Erosion'..."

There was a hint of threat and rationality in that person's voice.

The man in the black windbreaker sitting on the chair at the food stall looked at the ruined city in the distance with interest, squinting his eyes and speaking.

"If you want it, come and get it yourself."

With a meaningful smile on his face, he stood up from the chair in the food stall and turned right.

Then the entire chair gradually began to disintegrate, and then failed to disintegrate...

The chairs from the food stall are still there, and the plastic is non-biodegradable.

"But you know the rules."

But the two of them seemed not to notice this dramatic incident and continued to communicate.

"Oh, I knew you would say that."

The young man in the white windbreaker snorted coldly, then raised his right hand, and a burning red sword appeared in his right hand.

"How many times have we fought over the years?"

The young man in the black windbreaker raised his head slightly and asked with interest.

“It’s hard to say…”

The young man in the white windbreaker carried the greatsword on his shoulder and continued speaking.

"From the moment we split up fifty thousand years ago to the day we met again fifty thousand years later, the battle between us has never stopped."

The young man in the white windbreaker still had no expression on his face, as if his eyes were filled with rationality that would never reveal any emotion.

"Ha ha……"

The young man in the black windbreaker had an evil smile on his face.

"That's strange. I thought that being surrounded by beautiful girls every day would make you weaker, right?"

There seemed to be some sarcasm in the tone of the young man in black, and then segments of purple-black power gradually formed in his hands, and then directly condensed into a Japanese long sword.

"We've known each other for so long, don't you know me well?"

The young man in white spoke briefly.

"Bringing back the God who loves people is my only mission..."

"Before this, I was very self-disciplined..."

After the young man in white finished speaking to himself, he strode forward carrying a huge red flaming sword.

"And you, I will judge you for the crimes you have committed!"

The young man in the white windbreaker brandished a flaming sword, pointing it directly at the man called Ye.

"It's time to wrap this up, Ye."

Finally, he held up the sword with both hands and performed some sword moves.

"It's over!"

The young man in the black windbreaker called Ye held the Japanese long sword upright with one hand and pressed the guard with his thumb.

Then he pushed it upwards slightly, and the blade of the Japanese sword was only slightly exposed, almost completely dyeing the surrounding environment purple-red.

"I won't lose to you, my dear [DATA ERROR]..."

I know what you are thinking, because we are all human beings... My lovely "kind" personality?

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Taibushi, in the secretariat...

"Lord Longzun, what happened to Xiao Ye? Is he okay?"

Mo Ye, who was a little dazed, seemed to hear a familiar voice.

"Don't be so anxious. We are all adults after all. Why are you so anxious? I haven't even taken your pulse yet."

The other girl's voice sounded a little impatient, but then she asked again.

"But what is your relationship with this big brother? Why are you so anxious?"

Obviously, he was fine, he just fainted.

"What kind of relationship is that? I'm just cooperating with Xiao Ye just for the sake of formality..."

At this moment, Mo Ye, who was following the conversation between the two, opened his mouth slightly, trying to make some sound.

"what……"

"Wake up, he's awake!"

Fu Xuan, who was beside Bai Lu and watching her taking her pulse, shouted as if his tense nerves relaxed.

Resisting the discomfort in his eyes, Mo Ye opened them with difficulty and saw Bai Lu staring at him with wide eyes.

"Bai Lu?"

Why is Bai Lu here?

"Xiao Ye Zi, you finally woke up. I was worried sick, didn't you know?"

Seeing that Mo Ye finally woke up, Fu Xuan could no longer suppress the worry in his heart.

But Fu Xuan is not Tingyun, and he still has his own reservations.

If Tingyun was here, he would probably just carry him up.

So at this moment, Fu Xuan crossed his arms over his chest, showing no sign of worry at all, but in fact, he was worried with a serious face.

Mo Ye, who had regained some consciousness, looked at Fu Xuan's serious expression and felt a little complicated.

"How do you feel now? If there is anything that makes you uncomfortable, tell me about it."

Bai Lu was asking questions seriously, and Mo Ye also looked up and around.

Isn’t this the secretariat? It seems that Fu Xuan dragged me here after I woke up.

And now Bai Lu is taking his own pulse. He must have been called over by Fu Xuan to see if there is anything wrong with his body since he suddenly fell into a coma.

After all, in the memory space at that time, his body was directly invaded by the Iron Crown.

"I don't feel anything, except that I just woke up and my head is a little dizzy."

Mo Ye thought about it carefully, and from the questions Bai Lu asked after he woke up, he inferred that Fu Xuan did not tell Bai Lu about his own affairs.

Therefore, I also need to do the same as Fu Xuan, saying what should be said and not saying what should not be said.

But just now when I was unconscious, I seemed to have a vague dream. I seemed to dream that a man in a windbreaker was coming to duel with me?

The man's hair was also strange. His coat was white and his hair was black, but there was a white highlight on his forehead.

Dressed in such a non-mainstream and modern style, Mo Ye had the impression that he didn't recognize this person at all.

"Very good. I will prescribe some medicine for you. Take it twice a day, morning and evening."

Bai Lu sat on the ground very responsibly with paper and pen in hand and gave a prescription.

Then he opened his gourd bottle and poured several pills into his palm.

"Here, this is your medicine. Remember to take it on time."

"Thank you."

After taking the medicine handed to him by Bai Lu, Mo Ye cooperated very well and expressed his gratitude.

"To be honest, judging from your pulse, there's nothing serious, it's just..."

Bai Lu suddenly talked about her pulse condition, and then her heavy breathing made Mo Ye's heart tremble violently.

Mo Ye actually thought Chinese medicine was quite amazing. What was the condition of his body? Was it good or bad?

Just look at the expression on the face of a Chinese doctor when he takes your pulse.

"Your pulse is really strange. Why is it so vigorous?"

Bai Lulian raised Mo Ye's hand curiously and kept observing.

"I've seen the pulses of many young people. Although most of them are young and vigorous, their pulses are relatively vigorous, but they are soon overwhelmed by busy work."

Bai Lu talked about what she had seen and heard.

"But your pulse is really special. It's very healthy. I could even say it's much healthier than most people in Luofu."

Is it true that my health is so good, even better than most people in Luofu?

Mo Ye couldn't help but think about it. After all, he had the skills of [Overgrowth] and [Life Infusion].

Theoretically speaking, as long as you do it enough times, your health will get better and better, right?

Of course, another point is that I have never been familiar with work, so I can't be busy.

Keep a calm mind and don't get into arguments with others. But if there is something that is difficult for you to solve, there are two words: get started!

Therefore, Mo Ye's lifestyle actually made his body healthier, although his skills did contribute to this.

Thinking of this, Mo Ye nodded. From Bai Lu's point of view, it seemed that he agreed with his diagnosis.

Then Bai Lu felt a little happy and moved closer to smell it curiously again.

"There's a nice, fresh scent on my arms...it's quite pleasant."

The moment he said the three words "fragrant fragrance", Mo Ye suddenly trembled all over and realized something.

Then, before Bai Lu could react, he quickly pulled his hand back.

"Oh, what are you doing? I haven't finished taking your pulse yet."

Bai Lu reached out her hand, somewhat puzzled, and tried to pull her hand back.

It’s not that I don’t want to show you, but this fragrance…there’s a big problem.

If you smell it, I might lose my life.

Mo Ye was sweating profusely as he protected his hands, then he quickly leaned back to try to create some distance between himself and Bai Lu.

I must never let Bai Lu smell my scent again!

Although Mo Ye himself doesn't want to admit it, this is the fact, because it happens right in front of him every time!

Anyway, as long as a girl smells the fragrance on my body, some inexplicable and strange things will definitely happen.

It’s okay for others. It’s better to say that everyone is an adult. Even if they are not adults, they are at least of legal age and can more or less shoulder this responsibility.

But if it is Bai Lu, then it will be a big problem, even if you are of legal age!

Then he would be charged with the crime of molesting the Vajra Dragon Lord, which is a capital crime.

Even if he could use his connections to get the judge to take care of things, he would probably be sentenced to exile at least in the end.

"It's still consultation time. Please cooperate with the doctor. This patient, please don't pull your arm back at will!"