As a result, it is possible to achieve success.

“Is this the end…?”

This thought flashed through Tulou's mind, and he struggled to turn over, at least to avoid dying in such a humiliating posture...

only……

As the scenes flashed through his mind, Tulou realized that he really didn't have the strength to turn over. He forced a bitter smile and decided to die with his face facing the ground. That was fine...

"..."

"..."

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

Death was slow to arrive.

Tulou was puzzled and glanced at Yao Qingkong, only to find that the other party was raising one foot with a complicated expression on his face.

Sometimes he looks painful and guilty, sometimes he looks cold and ruthless, and sometimes he looks... uh, decadent?

In just a dozen seconds, Yao Qingkong's face switched between multiple expressions, and black and red spiritual power surged. Suddenly, her body froze, and her face returned to its cold... uh, dead fish eyes.

“That’s weird.”

Hong Li looked at the soul of this body through the sight of the Demon Shadow, but was surprised to find that the soul of this body was already struggling with a ball of purple mist. As the two sides fought against each other, its resistance to the invasion of the Demon Shadow became even smaller.

Ignore them for now...

Hong Li controlled the magic shadow and shook her head, then lowered her head in confusion, and then she saw "herself" raising one foot and preparing to step down, and under her foot...

Hmm, there's a person under my feet, and he looks familiar...

Hongli narrowed her eyes, then suddenly widened them.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck..."

This is not, this is not that, that is who and who!

That’s right, it’s the local elder Lao Tulou from her Five Elements Sect!

Although his face was now covered in black blood, he was still wearing the standard uniform of the Five Elements Sect elders!

Hongli has a set for disciples and a set for sect leaders. They are similar in style to the "elders' set" and there is no way you would make a mistake!

Hongli was so scared that she quickly moved her feet away. She staggered, lost her balance, and fell to the ground beautifully.

"Paji"

"Hmm... I don't have as much experience in operation as Heiyang... I still need to practice..."

Yao Qingkong, controlled by Hongli, raised his head from the ground, rubbed his head speechlessly, and then saw a confused face not far in front of him.

"Ah this..."

Yao Qingkong tilted his head.

"Uh……"

Tulou blinked his eyes. What was he doing? Wasn’t he going to kill him? Why did he fall?

(Oh, I've always wanted to see your expression, the expression of jealousy towards me...)

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 247 My name is Tulou, I am a high school detective, and I will run out of energy in three minutes

"you……"

Tulou was filled with indignation, and a large amount of black blood flowed from the corner of his mouth: "Kill me if you want to, do you want to humiliate me again?"

"Ah, this, no, no, that..."

Yao Qingkong quickly got up from the ground and waved his hands awkwardly: "Don't die, wait a minute, let me think of a solution."

"Think...of a way to use me again?"

Tulou sneered: "Don't even think about it, I would rather die than..."

"No, please, don't die!"

Yao Qingkong widened his eyes, looking helpless: "If you die, there will be big problems!"

"Oh, are you scared now?"

Tulou showed a relieved expression and sneered weakly: "It's too late. After I die, you won't live long either. Hahaha!"

"Fuck, you, why are you still cursing people!"

A well-shaped character appeared on Yao Qingkong's head: "I said, you are not allowed to die!"

"If you don't let me die, I won't die?"

Tulou snorted softly: "I want to die!"

"What the hell..."

Yao Qingkong took a deep breath: "Don't die!"

"No, I'm going to die!"

“Don’t die!”

"I will die!"

Yao Qingkong: "..."

Elder Tu: “…”

"Forget it. Since you are like this, it is not up to you whether you live or die."

Yao Qingkong sighed, hooked his fingers, and spiritual power floated up with a few drops of black blood.

She frowned as she looked at the black blood in front of her, nodded thoughtfully, took out the storage bag she was carrying, opened it and searched for something.

"I hope there's something useful in here. Otherwise, I won't be able to get over for a while, and then I'll just have to try to stuff you into the other side..."

Yao Qingkong muttered quietly, his mind flashing with knowledge about herbs and alchemy as he explored the bottles and jars inside.

"Uh...uh..."

Tulou closed his eyes and his breathing became weaker.

Although he didn't know what tricks Yao Qingkong had up his sleeve, he suddenly didn't want to kill himself with his own hands.

But even so, the toxins in his body meant he wouldn't live long.

The spiritual power in his body was not even enough to support him to continue leaving messages. He could only lie here on his side, waiting for death to come.

The revolving lantern continues to flash...

Uh, where did you flash to just now?

Tulou's thoughts gradually became confused and his pupils gradually became blurred.

"Um, ah..."

Yao Qingkong was frowning as he rummaged through bottles and jars, identifying various medicines and their properties, wondering if they could be used for detoxification. His eyes happened to glance towards the earthen building and he was instantly startled.

She seemed to have vaguely seen the soul of Tulou just now?

The other person looked peaceful, as if he no longer had any unfulfilled wishes or resentments. He let go of everything, and a halo gradually rose above his head, ready to blend into nature...

"Fuck! Are you peaceful at all?"

Yao Qingkong's eyelids twitched, and his spiritual power condensed into a needle, which he stabbed fiercely at Tulou's head and heart acupuncture points!

(Dangerous action, please do not imitate (fog)

The latter's eyes suddenly widened, and before his soul could react, it was pulled back again, and even the aperture was pulled out.

Tulou's peaceful expression suddenly became uneasy, the air he had swallowed was exhaled again, and he was forced to be given a temporary blood-lock buff. His blood bar turned gray, and he lived for a few more minutes.

"call……"

Yao Qingkong let out a long sigh, not caring about the best combination of medicines. The bottles and jars around him that were supported by spiritual power automatically unscrewed their corks, and he selected and mixed them together in a certain proportion.

She no longer cared about whether the medicine was too effective or left any sequelae. She just wanted to save the patient first, and if there were any deficiencies, she could wait until later to treat them.

"Well……"

A variety of drugs were crushed and purified with spiritual power, condensed into clear water, poured into a transparent small bottle, and the bottle stopper was plugged...

"It's not enough..."

Yao Qingkong frowned as he looked at the mixed medicine in the bottle. After thinking for a while, he clenched his hands and started to throw it around randomly (crossed out), using superb and unique skills to speed up the fusion of the medicine!

"Ugh..."

The dying Tulou groaned meaninglessly, saying that it would not survive for more than a few minutes, but these few minutes were as strong as Ultraman's three minutes.

Although he was breathing in more than out, he was still alive and strong!

Yao Qingkong frowned as he looked at the medicine liquid, opened the bottle stopper, took a whiff, and felt that it was about the same. Without much hesitation, he lifted Tulou's head with his spiritual power and poured the liquid into his mouth.

Tulou was still half conscious, thinking that Yao Qingkong was pouring corpse-dissolving water into his mouth...

The last time someone was drugged in this position was a famous high school detective.

However, Tulou did not regain his youth, and still looked like a middle-aged man of several hundred years old. His throat just trembled, and he suddenly opened his mouth with a "wow", and spit out streams of black blood on the spot.

The amount of bleeding was like a water pump, and I could vaguely see fragments of internal organs. It seemed that the poison was quite effective, cough cough...

Yao Qingkong is not harming him. This wave is helping him to expel the toxins from his body. Without the suppression of the toxins, Tulou, who is already in the Nascent Soul stage, will be able to heal himself.

However, in the blink of an eye, Tulou spit out several liters of blood, which made people sigh that the monks' blood-forming ability was indeed strong.

Although he vomited so much blood, from Yao Qingkong's perspective, the more blood Tulou vomited, the rosier his face became, and his vital energy gradually increased.

As he continued to vomit blood, his aura continued to rise. If he could vomit a few more liters, he might become an immortal right away. Unfortunately, he couldn't vomit...

After a long time, Tulou gradually recovered. Although his injuries were still serious, he was at least able to support himself and get up and sit on the ground.

"Why did you spare my life?"

Tulou looked up at Yao Qingkong with an unpleasant expression and asked in a deep voice, "Are you trying to use me to achieve your ulterior motive?"

"what……"

Yao Qingkong raised his eyebrows, crossed his hands in front of his chest, closed his eyes, showed a compassionate smile, and a faint holy light appeared behind him.

"If I say that I am actually a soft-hearted saint who cannot bear to see people suffer, would you believe me?"

"I trust you!"

Tulou retorted without hesitation.

"Ow..."

Yao Qingkong's smile disappeared instantly. He opened his eyes, put down his hand, and looked down at the earth building with an expressionless face: "It's okay then."

After a pause, Yao Qingkong showed dead fish eyes and looked at the earth building speechlessly.

"I said, what happened to you? You've become like this after just a few days of not seeing you. You almost sent someone away again...

It hasn't been long since I saved you last time...

As expected, I said that practitioners are in a high-risk profession..."

"What nonsense are you talking about? When did you save me again? Last time it was clearly..."

Tulou was stunned before he could finish his words. Looking at the pair of dead fish eyes in front of him, his brain crashed again.

"Then, then, that, could it be that..."

Tulou stammered, looking at the expressionless Yao Qingkong in disbelief: "Zong, Zongzhun, Xiaoli?! No, no way?"

"uh-huh."

Yao Qingkong snorted softly: "Did you finally find out?"

"Could it be that……"

The universe exploded directly in Tulou's pupils, the origin of the world, and the replay of earth, wind, water, and fire...

"Yes."

Yao Qingkong nodded gently and said with a smile: "It's just what you think."