Ji Hao was a little confused, and then pushed his wheelchair out the door. He came to the indoor balcony on the third floor, looked down at the people who were already sitting in the living room, and shouted: "Ruan Mingchi?"
Ruan Mingchi stood up, he raised his head, with a relaxed and calm smile on his face, like a blooming tulip, giving people a feeling of facing the sun with rich colors.
He said, "Master, Dr. Bevan is here, and I am receiving them."
Ji Hao looked away from Ruan Mingchi's face, and saw the magic mist in Bei Wen's eyes. He felt very relieved by the crowd that was stained with his own breath. He nodded and said, "Don't bother me, I need to rest now. "
"Okay." Ruan Mingchi clasped his hands on his abdomen and answered him with a smile.
When driving the wheelchair to leave, Ji Hao's main consciousness returned to the body of the demon, leaving only a wisp of consciousness on the other side to maintain basic mobility, so he no longer cares about it.
The work of inspecting the industry is not troublesome. For Ji Hao, it is just entertainment and a thing to pass the time, so he picks the things he is interested in, so his attention is completely diverted, and soon he can't care about his body.
When he realized that something was wrong, he was stimulated by the smell of blood and came back to his senses.
After all, he was not an ordinary person, and the faint smell of blood in the air was familiar to him, and he could easily distinguish the smell of blood and who it belonged to.
When his consciousness returned to his body, the smell of blood suddenly became strong, stimulating his temples to throb. This concentration is definitely not as simple as breaking the skin or falling.
Ruan Mingchi was injured
seriously injured
Once such a thought came, Ji Hao's consciousness swept across the entire mansion until he found an isolated space downstairs that he had never had before. Ruan Mingchi.
The doctors surrounding Ruan Mingchi, eyes filled with magic mist, didn't realize that they had done something wrong, and of course cut the flesh on Ruan Mingchi's back with a scalpel.
Blood gushed out.
Just this one glance.
Ji Hao had no other thoughts. Ruan Mingchi's strange behaviors during this period seemed to be linked together by a silk thread, wrapped in a strong smell of blood, and gave Ji Hao an accurate answer.
He really wants to give him his spine, his life.
But the satisfaction he imagined did not come as expected, what followed was more of a heartache, Ji Hao stood up hurriedly, his frail legs were instantly filled with active nerves and muscles, leading his body towards the step forward.
Lift your feet.
fall.
The next step is the closed sterile space.
He was dressed in civilian clothes, standing, and descended in an abrupt manner.
The smell of blood became stronger. Along with his familiar temperature and habitual smell, it filled every corner of this space, and the air that was taken away caused Ji Hao's brain to stop for a moment.
Time was frozen, he passed through the statue-like crowd, and saw the fragile and helpless back on the operating bed, his pale skin glowed a faint blue color under the shadowless lamp, the vitality was peeling off, the torn flesh was clear and glaring, as if cut On Ji Hao's body.
His eyes seemed to be on fire, and his heart was poked by thousands of steel needles. He couldn't feel more distressed. For the first time, he felt that he was strangled by the throat and wanted to die with that person.
you are...
Why bother.
Ji Hao raised his hand, intending to heal the cut wound, but found that his hand was trembling badly, as if it wasn't his own, and his whole body was trembling.
For the first time in a body with strong self-control ability, he felt as if he no longer belonged to him. The strong shock and tension almost trembled in the depths of his soul, making it difficult for him to control himself.
He took a deep breath to calm himself down, it’s okay, nothing will happen, I’m a demon, he’s just a string, I have a hundred ways to save him, just a small injury, and What a deal!
Be calm.
Eyes focused.
Black demonic energy flowed from the fingertips, licked the cut skin, and the flat cut was easily closed, and he swept his hand from the beginning to the end, so there was no scar on the thin back, only the dazzling red The blood also reminds Ji Hao of what happened the moment before.
it does not matter.
Ji Hao told himself.
It's just a little blood, it will be back after a while, no one will have this bad memory, everyone will forget about the "human spine replacement surgery", Ruan Mingchi will be fine, and will not be hurt again, just like Like the last life, they will grow old forever.
The magic mist surged out of Ji Hao's body, penetrated into the bodies of everyone including Ruan Mingchi, hovered in the brains of those doctors, and quickly deprived them of the memory of this time.
Thinking that these people's fanatical and perverted behaviors were all caused by himself, Ji Hao felt afraid of his demonic power for the first time. Although powerful power can make him invincible, if it is used improperly, it can also be a pair of hands. The blade sword hurts others, himself, and the people he cares about the most.
Such thoughts appeared in Ji Hao's head, and Ji Hao vaguely felt that something was wrong, and suddenly there seemed to be a faint Sanskrit voice repeating in his ears, "Good demons, if you don't control them, you will hurt yourself and cut off the fate of others..."
Ji Hao was in a trance for a moment, feeling that the voice was extremely noisy. He struggled to break free from the voice, but the Sanskrit sound suddenly increased in his ears, like a drum in the evening and a bell in the morning, "The strong are merciful, the devil is not evil, the Taoist family..."
Ji Hao's heart was blocked by the bursts of voices, and once again he clearly felt that his body was restricted by something. He seemed to be locked in a narrow cage. He couldn't move his hands or speak. He was detained without night for a long time, which made him miserable and upset.
As a last resort, Ji Hao withdrew all the powers of the demon except Ruan Mingchi, and tried his best to resist the annoying nagging voice, but the voice penetrated everywhere, as if directly acting on his soul, there was no way to avoid it, and he couldn't avoid it.
It's annoying!
It's annoying!
Who is reading this annoying words!
Isn't it just to tell him not to use the power of the demon casually? Let him learn the compassion of the strong? Doesn't he understand such a simple truth? Do you need others to teach you
Repeatedly, chanting, chanting scriptures
It's annoying! !
Irritable emotions surged out, so the atrium was even more guarded. There were such voices in all directions. Ji Hao only felt that he was suppressed by this voice and became smaller and smaller, and that voice came from a high altitude and looked down on him.
Why can't it be blocked
Why can I still hear it
Why
Where is the sound coming from...
All of Ji Hao's troubled thoughts suddenly settled down, and his eyes fell on Ruan Mingchi.
The voice... came from Ruan Mingchi's body, because there was still the power of the demon connecting the two of them, so the voice directly affected the depths of his soul.
There's something in Ruan Mingchi's body! !
The second after such an idea was born, Ji Hao's hand that turned into a mist of heavenly demon grabbed Ruan Mingchi's body viciously, but carefully avoided the weak body, grabbed the things inside, and was about to Rip it out.
Then in the next second, a beam of righteousness turned into white light and hit his palm.
Ji Hao's palm hurt, and purple blood flowed out.
But Ji Hao didn't stop, as if he couldn't feel the pain, he mobilized all his strength to collide with the force that could hurt him, let the pain piercing his heart, let the blood flow, he just wanted to take Ruan Mingchi back into his arms.
Under the collision of the two forces, Ruan Mingchi's body became a battlefield, filled with terrifying forces, colliding, black and white strangling together here, both killing each other with unbearable strength for a mortal body.
Ruan Mingchi finally let out an unbearable sound of pain.
"Well… "
Ji Hao's heart trembled, the power of the demon suddenly slowed down, and then spread out a strand to protect Ruan Mingchi, giving up attacking and switching to defense.
But that white light didn't care, apparently didn't care about Ruan Mingchi's body, at the moment Ji Hao flinched, he chased and beat him all the way towards Ji Hao's altar.
So the pulse Sanskrit sounded again.
"Buzzing..." It's more disturbing than the mosquitoes in the middle of the night.
Ji Hao was dizzy from the noise, because he had allocated his strength to protect Ruan Mingchi, and could no longer form an effective resistance to the sound, he staggered in pain and took a step back.
The white light flickered suddenly, as if a ray of white light was shining brightly. The strong power of Taoism, blessed with a terrifying immortal energy, forced Ji Hao to retreat step by step, and he was almost defeated.
Until Ji Hao was about to die, and fell limp to the ground, the power of that white light was finally exerted to the extreme.
All power has relaxation, opening and closing are always inseparable, so what if you avoid fighting when its attack is the strongest, and then attack suddenly when it is exhausted
Demons are inherently cunning.
Ji Hao, who was retreating, suddenly had a cloud of magic fog in his eyes, and the powerful force gathered at the sharpest point at this moment, and slammed into the "spear tip" where the white light was already a little loose.
"clang!"
The sound of gold and iron clanging seems to come from the void.
The condensed black light scattered the white light in an instant, destroying the white light all the way, destroying the white practice in all directions, it was too horrible to look at.
At this moment, Bai Guang seemed to realize that he had been deceived. He hurriedly gathered his strength, returned to defense, and was about to regroup, but unexpectedly, a thin black mist opened silently from behind, like a demon's big mouth, swallowing it in one gulp. in.
Bai Guang was startled, he clashed left and right, he couldn't get out, and then hated him so much that he became possessed.
What kind of long-term protection, what kind of love care, it turns out that from the very beginning, when Ji Hao divided part of the power of the demon to protect Ruan Mingchi's body, he had actually already set up a net at that time, just waiting for Bai Guang to rush into the trap , and then wipe them all out.
Bai Guang was sealed by the black mist, and saw the thick black mist that turned into a sword's edge slashing towards him. It had nowhere to hide, nothing to dodge, so it could only secretly say that this demon is really cunning, and finally gave up this time. Chance.
Its body surged twice, the light quickly faded, and it seemed that it was about to leave this world.
Ji Hao's eyes sharpened, his fingers turned into palms, and he grabbed it with his backhand. Not only did he firmly grasp the white light's tail, but he also turned into a cloud of black mist and chased after it!
The void of the small world was distorted for a while, and the black and white light turned into a streamer, and disappeared in this world in a blink of an eye.