The arrows broke through the rain curtain and nailed them not far away.

Teams of soldiers and soldiers on the wall collided, spreading down the inner city with the sound of "snap". When the gathering of troops opened, the black victims outside protected the charred scholars on the ground and formed a human wall to block there. The teeth kept ringing up and down, and they were stubbornly refusing to move.

"Don't get close to sir!"

The five monks on the opposite side were holding short red-headed staff, neither going up nor retreating, and standing there in a stalemate.

"You...you..."

Zhu Ziyi covered his face, blood flowed through his fingers and walked over the back of his hands, and he walked in a mess. Looking at these victims who were both afraid and did not leave, he felt indescribable in his heart.

"Mr.

The city gate slowly opened, and the fat magistrate and his soldiers had already rushed out. With the shouts, Monk Fajing, who was far southwest of the city, broke free from the fire circle through the heavy rain and ran towards this side.

"Fellow Daoist!!!"

The fat flesh on his face trembled, and his thin eyes opened angrily, just like the Vajra in the world.

Zhu Ziyi gritted his teeth and looked over there, and he weighed the trade-offs like lightning in his mind, and squeezed out a sentence with difficulty.

"Let's go."

With a wave of the magic sword, he took the retreating monks and controlled the light-body magic and quickly disappeared into the darkness. More than ten people from the latter sighed unwillingly, and left and fled in panic.

soon.

Outside the victims, a team of soldiers opened the way to separate the crowd, and the fat magistrate, who was led, bowed a circle.

"My fellow villagers, it's raining, the drought has passed, and there will be food soon. Don't hit the city again."

Beside him, there were city generals pressing on the hilt of the knife, and they were careful to guard the surroundings.

Among the victims, an old man walked out slowly with a wooden stick, raised his hand and whispered to the prefect in front of him:

"Master, please don't mention whether there is any food in the city. You can take the gentleman back to the city first and ask the doctor to take a look."

When many people heard this sentence around, they nodded, and some were crying.

"Yes, take this gentleman to the city soon! Yes, stop talking about the scene."

"Sir, he was a good person because of lightning....Master, please bring it into the city and find the best doctor in the city..."

The fat magistrate wiped away the water stains on his face, pursed his thick lips, and bowed to thank the victims around him.

"I am the people of Liangzhou who are all grateful."

After saying that, he asked the soldiers to lift the figure on the ground in front of him. Sun Yingxian, who had already come over there, did not allow the soldiers to touch him. He quickly pointed a few acupoints on his charred body, lifted Lu Liangsheng up and ran towards the city gate.

"Quick, let's get the way forward!"

Seeing this, the fat magistrate waved to the soldiers, held up a paper umbrella to cover the scholar and Taoist heads, and followed them panting and ran behind them.

Nie Honglian took the old donkey and picked up the drowsy toad master on the ground and hurried into the city.

The rain line connects the world.

The fat monk stood in the rain, closed his eyes, folded his hands together, looked at the team entering the city, worshiping Buddha from afar.

In the northwest, he still has a lot to be busy with.

....

The water in the street was splashing, and Sun Yingxian, who was running all the way, was led to the government office by the soldiers riding horses, into the backyard, and hurriedly put the scholar on his back on the bed. The fat magistrate came in panting and drove out by him.

"Doctor can't see it well, don't come in and cause trouble."

“Yes yes.”

When the fat magistrate saw the door closed, he ran to the window and shouted with his toes.

"Master, please be sure to cure sir."

Inside the house, the lights were warm and yellow. Lu Liangsheng's eyes were closed tightly, he lay motionless on the bed, his clothes were charred, and he turned into ashes and scattered in one touch.

Hong Lian sat at the head of the bed, covering her mouth and sobbing quietly.

The scholar's naked skin was charred, and several fingers of his right hand were mixed together. Most of the body's flesh was basically charcoal-shaped, and only a trace of breath remained in his chest. Sun Yingxian used Taoism to lit the seven-star life-sustaining lamp to connect with the scholar.

"There must be saved, there must be rescued..."

The Taoist has a low cultivation level, and he can't help repairing such injuries. He took out the Taoist books and flipped wildly with candlelight, turning his head from time to time to look at the swaying lights.

"Don't destroy it..."

He stopped in his hand and shouted at the toad Taoist who was wearing a pile of toad on the table: "Old toad, aren't you very capable? Think of a way, your apprentice is going to die."

Toad Taoist slowly opened his eyelids.

"I... have been thinking about it all the time."

The heavenly thunder is a great disaster, and it is even more fatal to the demon cultivator. Although the target was not him, it was also affected to a certain extent. At this time, the demonic power that had originally recovered was still in turmoil.

The toad was silent for a moment, slowly stood up from the table, and asked the female ghost to take him to the bed. Looking at the apprentice who was dark and closed with his eyes, he sighed.

"If I had known that you were so kind, I wouldn't have given you any humanity or conscience to you at the beginning."

"When is it? You still say these are useless!" The Taoist was anxious to pinch him with his hands.

The Toad Taoist waved his webbing, "I know, you don't need to urge me."

After saying that, he looked at the lights that were flashing and the toad's mouth suddenly opened and the frog's webbed reached in, frightening Hong Lian and Taoist beside him.

"Old toad, what are you doing?!"

"Master Toad, you..."

The next moment, a rumbling sound came from the toad Taoist's stomach, and almost his entire arm that reached into his mouth slowly retreated. In the frog's webbing, there was a red bead that surrounds the clouds.

The Taoist can naturally see what that is.

"Old toad, where did you come from the demon pill?"

Taoist Toad held the demon pill and climbed up Lu Liangsheng's abdomen. The toad eyes glanced at the Taoist coldly, as if this was the expression he should have.

"The one who broke into one of the two foxes in Zhou's mansion."

His eyes turned back, and he looked at his apprentice with a very small breath, slowly lifted the frog web and raised the demon pill into the air.

"If you were hit by the thunder, you would not be able to save it at all if you were hit by a normal method. Using this demon pill may be able to save your life, which is fine for three to five years, but this body of cultivation is probably gone."

In the low voice, the demon pill slowly descended and came to Lu Liangsheng's abdomen. The toad Taoist rubbed the frog's webbing on it. The original beads turned into several smoke and entered the scholar's body.

At the head of the bed, the seven-star life-extending lamp that was originally flashing and dizzying, became bright now.

"Okay, my life is saved..."

The toad Taoist seemed to have fallen into a water tank, covered in sweat, shaking down, weakly walking to the pillow and lying down, closing his eyes.

"...I just hope this stupid disciple can accept the fact that he is half a demon."

The Taoist looked at Lu Liangsheng, looked at the toad again, and asked in a low voice:

"Is there anything bad?"

"Yes, it may affect his original personality."

After answering this, Taoist Toad stopped talking and lay there and fell asleep.

The window frame was dim and the atmosphere was depressing. Sun Yingxian sat on the ground against the head of the bed, while Nie Honglian was still sitting at the head of the bed, guarding the scholar, and singing a little song gently, hoping to relieve his pain.

Next second.

The toad, who was originally asleep, suddenly opened its eyes and jumped up.

"I almost forgot one thing!"

After a sudden voice, the Taoist who was sleeping in a daze was so scared that he knocked his head against the edge of the bed, and saw the Taoist who toad slam his forehead.

"Is this stupid disciple considered passing a heavenly tribulation?"

"Old toad, what do you mean is that it is not a punishment from God, but a thunder of tribulation that God rewards?"

Sun Yingxian opened his mouth slightly, stood there in amazement, rolling his Adam's apple, and could not say a word.
Chapter completed!